allendalepharm Chapter 656 Hanging Out With Old Classmates
Chapter 656 Hanging Out With Old Classmates
Song He was about to submit the four-volume "Brain Science" he had compiled when he opened the group chat and found that Academician Hou had posted a new group announcement.
[The latest notice is that when submitting textbooks, all comrades, please submit an additional explanation. There is no limit to the number of words, but you must clearly explain the overall idea of writing the textbooks, focusing on what to teach students, what methods to teach, and write it out in as much detail as possible . For key cutting-edge knowledge, sufficient and authoritative reference sources must be provided to facilitate quick review. Thank you everyone! 】
Song He smiled slightly, which probably means asking for an "instruction manual". The teaching material is the product, and the instruction manual points out the mysteries in the teaching material.
This thing is quite important, especially the four-volume thick book "Brain Science". If you don't give instructions and only give textbooks, I'm afraid the reviewers will have to lose hair all over the place, or even vomit blood.
Opening a new document, Song He typed with his sore hands and typed more than thirty pages eloquently. He used a short five pages to explain the structure of the entire article, and the rest were all titles of references.
He can memorize hundreds of references without having to look for them. He can just knock them out.
Finally, review the entire article, correct two inappropriate punctuation marks, and submit!
Song He breathed a sigh of relief. The first set of teaching materials was finally completed, at least the first draft was completed!
He was required to submit the first draft within two months, but it only took him less than half a month. He should be considered fast among the entire group, and 80% of the time he would receive priority review.
On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, he took a day off and went shopping with his parents. In fact, he was not interested in shopping, but his hands were so painful that he might have to go to the hospital if he didn't take a break.
On the afternoon of the eighth day of the lunar month, my hands were no longer so sore and were slightly edematous. Song He opened a new document and started writing the second textbook, "Biopharmaceuticals"!
I typed furiously again, enduring the sore knuckles as I wrote the textbook.
Compared to brain science, Song He is actually better at biopharmaceuticals, so the content is deeper.
But one advantage is that biopharmaceuticals require a lot of illustrations, so there are fewer knowledge points to write, so the writing speed is faster!
On the eighth and ninth day of the lunar month, I finished writing the first volume of 400 pages!
On the tenth and eleventh day of the lunar month, I finished writing 400 pages of the second volume!
On the twelfth and thirteenth day of the lunar month, I finished writing 400 pages of the third volume!
The idea is still unfinished, and he should have to write another volume, but Song He is tired. Such high-intensity writing has greatly damaged his energy and exhausted him physically and mentally!
Normally, compiling a textbook requires a group of scholars to discuss and work for several months. He spent several days alone writing it quickly. The pressure is indescribable!
Although he had planned to compile teaching materials a long time ago and had many drafts in mind, actually getting started with them was another matter. Just typing was exhausting!
Song He tried using voice input, but after all, speaking and writing are two different brain areas. It felt very strange to dictate the textbook. In the end, it had to be revised uniformly, which did not save time, so he could only use his hands to type on the keyboard.
While eating, he noticed that his chopsticks were trembling slightly, and he knew that his liver could no longer be hard, and he had to relax and take a break during the New Year.
In the middle of the night, my phone suddenly received a message.
A cute kitten's simple avatar popped up. It was Zhao Yiyi, her old deskmate, "Are you asleep?"
Song He raised his eyebrows and replied, "I didn't sleep, what's the matter?"
Zhao Yiyi: "Have you returned to Jinghai? Let's go out to play tomorrow. I'm bored at home."
Song He: "I moved, in the capital."
Zhao Yiyi: "Huh?"
She tweeted several stunned cartoon emoticons, clearly surprised.
Song He: "But I have a ticket to Jinghai tomorrow morning. I can go back and spend the day with you."
Zhao Yiyi: "Will it be troublesome? Are you busy during the holidays? Will it take up your time?"
Song He: "No delay, I also want to go back to my hometown for a visit. I haven't been back for a long time."
Zhao Yiyi: "Okay, then when you come back, I will treat you to dinner. There is a new fried chicken restaurant near the school that is very delicious. I can't eat it by myself, but it is just right for two people."
Song He bought a plane ticket. Before dawn, I hurriedly boarded the plane and flew directly to Jinghai City.
Among the people picking up the plane, he saw his old deskmate at a glance. Everyone else was wearing black and white thin down jackets, but Zhao Yiyi was wearing a long red skirt and a red jacket. She stood in the crowd in a bright red color. She was very dressed for the New Year. She looked happy, youthful and beautiful, with the smile of a energetic girl.
Song He was hungry and asked to go eat first, so Zhao Yiyi took out her mobile phone and tried to take a taxi, but was stopped.
"Chenghuang Company has set up a branch in Jinghai. I called a company car and parked it at the entrance of the airport." Song He explained.
Zhao Yiyi followed him out of the airport obediently, and her eyes widened when she saw a dark luxury car.
"Holy shit, Song He, you look like a boss now!" Zhao Yiyi whispered in surprise.
"Woman, stop talking and get in the car!" Song He lowered his voice, imitating the boss's rich voice and his lines.
"How much does this car cost?" Zhao Yiyi got into the car and carefully touched the luxurious interior of the car, obviously she had never seen it before.
"I don't know, it shouldn't be more than 2 million. I told you to keep the car distribution simple." Song He said.
"Siting in a two-million-dollar car and eating a hundred-dollar fried chicken will damage the boss's worth?" Zhao Yiyi felt uneasy.
"I still pack lunch boxes and eat takeout at school." Song He said nonchalantly, "You can buy this fried chicken. If you want to eat luxuriously, I can find a high-end restaurant to take you to eat in the evening."
Zhao Yiyi laughed sheepishly.
The car quickly drove to the fried chicken shop, an ordinary small store that smelled very good. Zhao Yiyi took Song He upstairs in a familiar manner, found a seat by the window and sat down, scanning the QR code with his mobile phone to order.
After waiting for ten minutes, the waiter came up with a large iron pot. There was hot fried chicken in the pot. There were some crispy pancakes stuck to the edge of the pot. The aroma was so strong that it almost exploded. The two of them ate and chewed. There are chicken bones spitting out on the table, which is so spicy that you gasp and your lips are bright red.
"Awesome, you have good taste, this restaurant is really delicious!" Song He praised.
"Really? Every time I pass the exam, I will reward myself with a meal. It's spicy and fragrant, and it makes my whole body tremble!" Zhao Yiyi was beaming.
"What's your rank in the final exam?"
"I took the exam at the end of the semester with the senior high school students because I planned to take the college entrance examination early this year." Zhao Yiyi said, "I ranked 26th in the senior high school exam, which is about 20 points away from the Qingbei line."
"Awesome!" Song He said sincerely, "I didn't expect your grades to reach this level!"
"The price is very high, look at it!" Zhao Yiyi pouted aggrievedly, lowered her head, and plucked her hair with her hands. There seemed to be signs of baldness, and the hair loss was obviously serious.
"That's bad. With your hair loss rate, you'll turn into a nun soon after entering the scientific research circle." Song He clicked his tongue.
"Shall I see yours?" Zhao Yiyi looked up.
Song He lowered his head and shaved his hair short, but it was still thick and shiny, and his hair was still in good condition.
"How is that possible?" Zhao Yiyi stared, "Why don't you lose your hair? I thought you were going bald!"
"When you finish the college entrance examination, I will take you to see Grandma Yun, a miracle doctor. It's not a problem to be bald." Song He said, "Originally, I lost my hair when I was busy, but then I asked Grandma Yun for a prescription on WeChat. After drinking it for a while, your hair will become as thick as weeds after a spring rainstorm."
The two of them finished the large pot of fried chicken quickly. They were both so stuffed that they almost fell unconscious.
Perhaps Ma Jiao's energy was getting stronger, and Song He had the illusion that he had stepped on the switch. He leaned against the window and panted, his face numb.
"Try it." Zhao Yiyi suddenly stretched out Xiaobai's hand.
Song He didn't understand what it meant and thought it was for welfare. He stretched out his hand to hold it and found that her hand was trembling slightly.
"Spicy." Zhao Yiyi picked up the water cup and drank it up her neck, her face as red as a cooked prawn, "I can't eat spicy food, but this chicken is really fragrant. Every time I eat it quickly, I'm shaking all over because of the spicy food. Dizziness!"
Song He was also a little dizzy from the spicy food, "Go out and enjoy the cool breeze, I feel like the air in this store is spicy!"
The two of them walked out shakily. The cool breeze felt much better. They stood on the street for a while and then walked to the shopping mall opposite.
As soon as he entered the first floor of the shopping mall, Song He looked up and saw a store. He blinked and thought of something, and dragged Zhao Yiyi in.