Great Power

After leaving MIT, Zheng Jianguo proficiently drove the car on the main road, but instead of turning off at the intersection of Federal Avenue, he continued to drive the car straight to the Lendock Hotel on Beacon Street, and took out a check to transfer the first floor. The 12 rooms were settled according to the entire week's money, and then I got on the car at the reception of the lobby manager, and continued to open the accelerator.

Time entered at noon on April 13, 1980. It was less than 3 days since Zheng Jianguo’s graduation ceremony was held on April 15th. The first batch of Fan Dailin and Yang Na, who were about to arrive at the ceremony, had already been seated from New York. Plane to Boston.

And the second group of people who were about to arrive in Boston from Washington on a plane, it was Xu Mi who led a large observation team composed of embassy staff and the domestic CCTV camera crew.

In the third batch, the main members led by Zuo Zhengrong, general manager of Jianguo Group, were summoned by Zheng Jianguo's mind, and it was meant to meet everyone.

The fourth batch of directors and members led by Kafran, director of the American Gastroenterology Association, will also arrive on the afternoon of the 13th.

The fifth batch of members mainly consisted of Ruofer, executive director of the American Physical Society, but arrived on the afternoon of the 14th.

As for those who attended the ceremony in their personal capacity, there were Camille Shields and Michael Jefferson and some of them.

The one who was finally confirmed to be present was the representative of the Hudson and his wife in the community. It is said that there are several friends——

Fortunately, most of the people who came from afar arrived in the afternoon to the evening on the 13th. Zheng Jianguo felt that his luck was good. At the very least, he went to work one after another when he didn’t use it. I happened to attend the graduation ceremony starting at 9 o'clock in the morning.

Those who came in their own name all arrived on the afternoon of the 14th, and on the 15th they would go home after attending the graduation ceremony in the morning.

It’s just for Zheng Jianguo that he would rather book the room a little longer than he dared to let the family come and live without a place-parents who came from all over the world near the Harvard University graduation season, But there are already signs of crowding Boston's hotels and hotels, otherwise he would not go to Beacon Hill Street to book a room.

When Zheng Jianguo's car arrived in the Boston Airport parking lot, he took out a pair of sunglasses from under the windshield, and looked at the exit of a group of reporters with long guns and short cannons frowned, especially when he got out of the car wearing sunglasses , A voice faintly came from a distance: "There is a man with sunglasses over there—"

"Is it a crime to wear sunglasses????"

This was the first thought in Zheng Jianguo's mind. However, when his thought appeared, the group of people in the distance suddenly forgot with the vague voice. Now he somewhat understood what it means to wear sunglasses: "I don't want to hide. As far as your identity is concerned, you should take it off when you enter the terminal. These sunglasses are a bit guilty because they wear them—"

Instantly figured out the other party's purpose, Zheng Jianguo also looked at the watch on his wrist, took off his sunglasses and walked towards the exit hall, so he saw that most of the reporters looked at him and turned around, but some people vaguely Recognizing him: "That young man, he seems familiar--"

"It should be remembered, why can't you remember?"

"Only those famous young Asians--"

"Zheng? That Oriental scholar from Harvard Medical School—"

"It's really him, is he here to pick someone up?"

"Zheng, how is your recent study?"

"Zheng, are you here to pick up Camille?"

"Zheng, I heard that you promised Camille to attend the premiere of her film?"

"Zheng, how is your Helicobacter bacteria?"

Before Zheng Jianguo had reached the exit, several reporters who recognized him approached, some with pens and paper, some with tape recorders, and when he looked at these some astounding reporters, he knew that this matter could not be repeated. It was covered up, but considering that Yang Na had not come out yet, she couldn't help but smile: "When I receive someone, I will tell you a message. News that will definitely make you happy--"

"Zheng, are you in love with Camille?"

"Ah, really?"

"really?"

"You and Camille are in love?"

"Zheng, I remember you are much older than Camille, right?"

"Camille is only 15 years old? Does her mother agree with your relationship?"

In an instant, Zheng Jianguo’s deliberate tone was distorted by a few people. At the same time, other reporters were attracted to him. If he didn’t understand the situation, he listened with his ears and recognized who he was. Suddenly, three or four people became seven or eight.

Fortunately, no one blocked Zheng Jianguo's path. He came to the pick-up gate and found him standing and looking inside. The reporters with cameras quickly pulled out, and the crackling was after a burst of snaps at him. The camera was turned to the exit, and the reporter was making a conversation beside him: "Zheng, are you here to pick up Camille?"

"Camille?"

"Camille Shields?"

"He came to pick up Camille Shields?"

Following a reporter’s prompt, reporters around Zheng Jianguo who did not know him suddenly came to their minds, but at this moment, as passengers appeared in the exit, the attention of others was also distracted to these passengers who had just disembarked: "There is no figure like Camille Shields—"

"Um, that guy in the hat has the wrong face~"

"Hi~"

Following the denial from the reporter next to him, Zheng Jianguo had already tipped his toes and waved his arms. Yang Na, who was dragging a suitcase from the exit, immediately waved and turned to look at the mother Quentin Curwin next to him: " Mom, Zheng Jianguo is here to pick us up—"

"Well, I saw it, but why did he bring so many reporters?"

Quentin Cowen obviously looked at Zheng Jianguo at the exit with some dissatisfaction. He heard Fan Dailin, who was also dragging a suitcase next to him, said: "Auntie, Zheng Jianguo is a celebrity in Boston. He was recognized in public. The probability is much higher than the probability of not snowing in April—"

"Rebecca said that this year is different. It hasn't rained in Boston for a week, and the temperature is ridiculously high—"

Yang Na dragged her luggage and followed her mother to the exit, looked at Zheng Jianguo and shrugged: "Why don't you wear sunglasses?"

"I was recognized only when I was wearing sunglasses. Everyone, everybody, this is my girlfriend Yang Na. I'm sorry to disappoint you~"

After Zheng Jianguo and Yang Na said something, they turned around and yelled at the reporters next to them, then protected her with the voice that came from her ears and walked out: "What, it's not Camille Xiaosi? Didn't someone say that you are here to pick you up? Camille Shields? Who is she???"

After discovering that Zheng Jianguo was not here to pick up Camille Xiaosi, most of the reporters next to him suddenly lost their interest. After closing their steps, they turned and looked at the people who kept coming out of the exit. However, after someone found that there was nothing wearing sunglasses inside, When thinking of what Zheng Jianguo said earlier, he arrived at the door with a plan to have no fish or shrimp, but when they had not reached the exit, a voice suddenly exploded: "Zheng, you graduated?!"

"Yes, the 15th is my graduation ceremony. I will receive the doctorate certificates from Harvard Medical School and Harvard University at the ceremony~ You are welcome to come to the ceremony! 9 o'clock in the morning!"

Sending Fan Dailin and the man next to her into a taxi, Zheng Jianguo said that he took the luggage from Yang Na and ran towards the parking lot with the two of them. The reporters who were left were shocked: "9 o'clock in the morning. Is this Zheng graduated?"

"He seems to have been here only a year or two years?"

"How is it possible? Didn't it mean that the medical school is 4 years old??"

"Then how did he graduate?"

"Is his course different from others?"

"Or did he graduate early?"

"Graduated early?!!!"

"Zheng graduated early????"

"You are afraid that the 15th will not be lively~"

Throwing the reporters at the exit from a distance, Zheng Jianguo went to his car and stuffed the suitcase into the trunk. He listened to Yang Na and turned around to see that she had put Quentin Curwen in the back car. She reached the driver’s seat and got into the driver’s seat. She pulled up the seat belt and said, “I can’t do away with Harvard University’s mindset—”

"I think you want to know as many people as possible, and enjoy the flash now?"

Yang Na looked at him with a slanted face, Zheng Jianguo smiled and drove the car out of the parking lot, and said, "You are right in the first half, but the second half is wrong. The more people who know, the better I will understand. The content of the essay can attract the public’s attention. Only with this attention can it attract attention, and it is possible to win the Nobel Prize~"

"Oh, do you think so?"

Silently glanced at Zheng Jianguo's side face, Yang Na showed a look as if she knew him for the first time and asked, she saw the former turned her face and smiled: "Of course, America is an eyeball society nowadays, and people pay attention. The people and things will bring huge economic effects, which can be viewed as added value.

Including actors and fashion are also in this category, and this is why Camille Shields and I rub each other's traffic, you don’t really think that I have a 15-year-old child, what kind of feelings between men and women are in it. Right?That's a crime—"

"Eyeball society?"

Yang Na couldn’t help sitting upright and looking at Zheng Jianguo. In fact, she figured it out before he could answer. Especially the relationship between actors and fashion and eyeballs she pointed out, but she couldn’t believe it: "These are all Did you see it for yourself?"

"Of course, otherwise you think I, a super schoolmaster from the East, is a fake?"

Zheng Jianguo did not conceal the self-satisfaction on his face, but when he looked at Yang Na he still opened his mouth and said: "This is what people who are not good for you, don't say--"

"You can see this, so there are many other people who see this, right?"

Yang Na ignored the reminder he said, and Zheng Jianguo didn't even think about it: "How do you say this? There should be a lot of things that you can see, but there shouldn't be too many things to tell others, because They are afraid that they can't sum it up, just like Camille Shields' mother, labeling her with an independent and special fruit photo-child star."

"Child star-isn't it just called acting since childhood?"

Hearing the topic of celebrities, Yang Na's curiosity couldn't stop: "But when you talk about Camille Xiaosi, what I think of are the photos she took that year, and then the criticism that arose at that time. , So it seems that it fits the label of a child star. After all, he is famous. Should he become famous as soon as possible?"

"For those who can choose the time to become famous, of course, you must become famous as early as possible~"

Although Zheng Jianguo doesn’t like this sentence, he now has some understanding of the person who could have said decades ago. After all, he is now 18 years old: "From my personal point of view, yes. I agree with this sentence."

"Are you seeing this before you meet Camille Shields?"

Yang Na apparently found the point of his statement. Zheng Jianguo and Camille Xiaosi used the newspaper to interact with each other in the air, and she couldn't believe her guess: "You know how to take advantage of this situation. ?"

"With the right opportunity to rub each other’s traffic and influence, Camille XI may not understand this, but her mother should be able to detect it. Of course, like me, she has a plan to rub her traffic behavior. I'm afraid I don't know yet—"

Regarding how to expand his influence, Zheng Jianguo has a vague plan in his heart, which is what he said and did before, using the news of his early graduation to consolidate his title as a super student, and increase the pyloric he found. Exposure rate of Helicobacter and atomic graphite layer.

After all, compared with the development of information a few decades later, the world at this time is still an era of good wine and fear of deep alleys.

"Then do you know how to be a star?"

Inexplicably, Yang Na didn't know what she thought of. Zheng Jianguo thought she wanted to be a star: "Why, do you want to develop in that direction?"

"No, I just want to know if you will give Camille an idea."

Yang Na quickly shook her head. Her current status is a doctor of medicine. Although she is not the highest attending doctor, she is also a symbol of strength and status where she goes. Compared with the stars who eat by appearance, although she is not much stronger, But it's not much difference.

"I will definitely come up with an idea. I need her to be more famous, and she will definitely want to make me more famous. Before I won the Nobel Prize and she became a superstar, this should be the goal of both of us— —Perhaps when this goal is successful, we will become true friends."

Zheng Jianguo did not conceal his idea of ​​using each other. Of course, the reason why he clarified the relationship between the two people using each other was because he didn't want this girlfriend to think too much. Although he said so much, he might think more: "So when there is our lace news in the report, you can treat it as if we are acting."

"Then there will be no lace news at the graduation ceremony the day after tomorrow, right?"

Yang Na frowned and said, and then she realized that when she was so jealous, she heard Zheng Jianguo say: "No, I will announce the relationship between you and me to reporters— —"