Reborn in the 1980s: A scientific research leader cultivates the land to serve the motherland

Chapter 458
An Ning left the dormitory and found a place to make a phone call.

Yin San on the other side of the phone, who was also the one investigating the news for An Ning, hummed twice on the other end and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, An Ning couldn't help pinching her fingers to count.

But probably because she didn't count herself, she got nothing.

But Tao Quan's repeated interruptions really made her feel uneasy. This man's thoughts were too deep for her to see through.

In other words, even her spiritual power couldn't detect Tao Quan's real emotional changes.

An Ning pushed her wheelchair out of the campus, and when she came back again, the wheelchair was replaced by crutches.

An Ning, who was on crutches, calculated in her mind the time from the car accident to the present, and the plaster cast would be removed in about a month.

"peaceful?"

A voice sounded behind An Ning, An Ning turned around and greeted the boy running over.

"Squad leader, what's the matter?"

The boy who came was the monitor of An Ning's mathematics class, and the two had met several times.

The boy who was called monitor came over with several books in his arms, and smiled shyly at An Ning, "Why aren't you in a wheelchair?"

"Do you need help?"

"No, I'm fine, thank you."

An Ning refused, and the squad leader did not force others to do anything against him.

"By the way, Mathematics Teacher Hu said that if he sees you, he will let you go to his office."

"Okay, I see, this will pass."

The squad leader got out of the way, caught up behind and said, "Teacher Hu said there is no rush."

"Understood, I happen to have time."

An Ning leaned on a cane and walked fast. The squad leader who was jogging beside him gradually stopped, looked at her intact legs, and then at An Ning.

"It's fine if you're smart, but why are your legs so good?"

The squad leader struggled for less than ten seconds, and after glancing at his watch, his face turned pale with shock.

"It's going to be late!"

He ran as fast as he could, rushing desperately to the classroom, he was not An Ning, he did not have the freedom to attend class.

An Ning on the other side limped to the office of the Department of Mathematics.

As soon as she went upstairs, she met one of her teachers in the mathematics department. The teacher on the opposite side was so surprised that her mouth turned round. The moment she saw An Ning, she first glanced at her lesson preparation notes.

"Did I make a mistake in last class?"

"No, teacher, I'm here to find Teacher Hu."

"Oh—the third office on the left."

Hearing that the young teacher said no, he immediately got out of the way, enthusiastically guided the way, and let An Ning pass.

An Ning thanked her, walked past the teacher, and clearly heard the teacher say: "Burning incense is really helpful."

An Ning, who walked over, frowned.

Burn incense?Burning incense for whom?
An Ning, who didn't have time to ask, went to the third office on the left and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

An Ning opened the door and went in, and Teacher Hu happened to be in the office.

"An Ning is here? Come and sit, isn't it your wheelchair?"

"I'm much better. I don't need a wheelchair, and it's not very convenient to move around. This is pretty good."

An Ning sat on the chair opposite the teacher, waiting for Teacher Hu to speak.

"You kid, you're calmer than me."

Teacher Hu stood behind the desk, found a copy notebook, and placed it in front of An Ning.

"Remember this?"

An Ning glanced at it and nodded.

"Remember, the notes I wrote for the class."

"Yes, that's the book. I'm looking for you because of this."

"Let me tell you, our current textbooks are very scarce, and many of them are written by us old guys while we are in class. Your notebook is too suitable for our textbooks, and it is completely different from the textbooks from another angle." There is no repetition, so I want to ask you, do you want to publish this notebook and make it a real textbook?"

An Ning didn't care much about textbooks, but she felt that Teacher Hu who was opposite her cared a lot.

"Teacher, do you want it to be a textbook?"

"Yes."

Teacher Hu said bluntly: "We lack such a thing. If it can be spread widely, it can be used by many schools to educate more students and let more students learn."

"Then publish it."

An Ning agreed even more simply, and made Teacher Hu sit down with a satisfied smile.

"An Ning, thank you, you don't know how many people you have helped invisibly."

An Ning really didn't know, but she kept it in her heart, and she gained a new understanding of publishing a book.

Writing a book is equal to disseminating knowledge, and disseminating knowledge is equal to benefiting mankind.

"An Ning, there is a second thing I need to ask you. What literature did you refer to in this book? This needs to be written later, and it is also a kind of respect for others who share knowledge."

references?
An Ning is somewhat difficult.

What should I do if the literature she refers to does not exist in this world?
She can't make up nonsense about literature, after all, everyone can find it.

Teacher Hu saw An Ning's entanglement and asked: "Why, I don't remember? It's okay, you go back and look for it, just make a list for me."

"No."

An Ning shook her head and said the most pretentious words.

"Teacher, my books don't need to refer to any literature, I am the literature."

After finishing speaking, An Ning couldn't help but blushed a little, and was forced to press down by her, this fork was really about to be put on.

Sure enough, Teacher Hu on the opposite side was shown a face, but he accepted it faster than An Ning.

"Hehehe, good, good!"

"Sure enough, it's awesome for young people! Did I say that everything here looks unfamiliar to you, okay, okay, no references."

After the two discussed the publication, An Ning left Teacher Hu's office.

After leaving, An Ning felt a little embarrassed about stealing other people's fruits, and walked towards the cafeteria with her head down.

"Jiang Xia."

An Ning looked up, she heard someone calling Jiang Xia's name.

After looking up, An Ning was more than 20 meters ahead and saw Jiang Xia being stopped by a girl.

The girl's long black hair was tied into a high ponytail, she had a sunny smile, and a well-proportioned figure. She handed Jiang Xia a piece of colored paper in her hand.

"Take it."

Jiang Xia didn't answer, and took two steps back, bypassing the girl and saying, "I don't have time."

The girl with the high ponytail chased after her without giving up, and continued to persuade Jiang Xia: "Is this okay? You don't need to rehearse, just stand in the middle, okay?"

"No."

Jiang Xia still refused, and the girl saw that she was about to reach the limit of her patience, stomped her feet behind, and chased after him again.

"Then what are you going to do yourself? You can do whatever you want, okay?"

"No."

Still not working, the girl with the high ponytail raised her fist behind Jiang Xia and waved it in the air several times, as if she was hitting Jiang Xia to vent her anger.

An Ning at the back looked funny, walked up to the girl, and asked, "Can I have a look?"

The pupils of the girl with the high ponytail who was holding the leaflet suddenly dilated. Looking at An Ning's fingers, her excited lips trembled.

"An'an Anan——"

"Hi, I'm An Ning."

(End of this chapter)