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Chapter 250 A Person Who Only Believes in Probability (Please Subscribe)
It was 7 p.m.

While rushing to the airport to wait for his teacher Yuan Weihong to pick him up, Fang Ziye also continued to reply to messages to Luo Tingzhu, who had just woken up thousands of miles away, as a way of "reporting" on his current work!
They were also brainwashing her, telling her about many experimental methods shared by Luo Tingzhu, which were more beneficial to Fang Ziye.

Luo Tingzhu was getting up and washing her face when she sent Fang Ziye a photo of her left wrist while washing her face. It was clear that a hair tie, no bigger than her thin, white forearm, was wrapped around it.

This picture was meant for Fang Ziye. Perhaps Luo Tingzhu really wanted to bring up this topic, but she forgot about it yesterday. When she received the package, Fang Ziye's replies were very slow, and he later went to a drinking party.

This morning, Fang Ziye once again threw a torpedo into their conversation.

"Senior brother, how about I go back to China and travel from Han City to En City to study abroad? I might as well leave this lab." Luo Tingzhu sent a message.

Still not satisfied, she sent Fang Ziye a soft voice message: "It's far away, a waste of money, and most importantly, there's no good food."

Going abroad is about finding better laboratories, platforms, equipment, and academic atmosphere overseas, so you can learn more and know which directions to take if you want to build your own laboratory in the future.

However, all of this seemed to be as if it never existed in front of Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye was even able to create an animal experimental model with HK2 knockout in Enshi. This caused Luo Tingzhu, who was already in an ambiguous relationship with Fang Ziye, to suddenly break down and start unconsciously acting coquettish.

Luo Tingzhu's voice used to be quite poised and confident, but this was a kind of self-assurance she would forcefully put on when interacting with outsiders.

Disguise yourself as mature, composed, and poised.

Actually, Luo Tingzhu is a very cautious person, and also very curious.

But regardless of the type, Fang Ziye has never encountered Luo Tingzhu acting coquettishly before. Or rather, the label Fang Ziye has given Luo Tingzhu is that she doesn't have this skill at all, or that such a word doesn't even exist in her dictionary.

In that instant, Fang Ziye's mind raced with thoughts as he continued to check the time in the upper right corner. There were still twenty minutes until his teacher got off the plane, which was actually quite early.

Fang Ziye then began editing the information—

"Is that your voice?" But then she worried that the other person might be shy.

Then it was revised and edited many times before it was finally changed to the correct version.

"To be honest, I was shocked, so I didn't pay attention to what you specifically said."

"Didn't they say there are no cute girls in Sichuan and Chongqing?" Fang Ziye could only respond with a joking tone, because he was afraid that if he made a joke, Luo Tingzhu would never speak like that again.

Luo Tingzhu did not reply immediately. She had just gotten up in the morning and was washing her face.

By the time she finished washing her face or doing something else, six or seven minutes had passed before she could reply to the message.

"Senior brother, do you think I'm too wild?" Luo Tingzhu asked unexpectedly.

Fang Ziye was still smiling and waiting for Luo Tingzhu to reply with something, such as his local accent from the Shudao Mountains.

But this one sentence made Fang Ziye quickly abandon his teasing intentions: "Huh? Where did you get the idea that I would think that way?"

"Wasn't what I said before just an internet joke?"

"Your voice was so soft and cute just now, how could it be wild? Could it be that our reading comprehension logic is no longer on the same plane?"

"Really?" Luo Tingzhu blushed slightly, sent an emoji, and then didn't continue the topic.

……

Once Luo Tingzhu officially went out to forage for food, the two stopped chatting. They agreed that Fang Ziye would share the experimental results promptly.

Fang Ziye naturally agreed.

However, this time, Fang Ziye suddenly realized that it seemed that he had broken out of a vicious cycle called "achievement inferiority complex," but Luo Tingzhu was still in another vicious cycle.

This is something that Fang Ziye has only seriously reflected on in the last few days.

Fang Ziye was very clear that for a very long time, he had always felt that when communicating with Luo Tingzhu, he was afraid that she or a third party would ask about his current achievements.

Although Fang Ziye was very clear that his future achievements would definitely be significant, regardless of whether someone had a miraculous encounter or not, the aspects of their life and what they presented to others, the shining points they saw in others, were all their 'achievements'.

Education, wealth, temperament, and so on can all be categorized as part of temperament; it's just that some people are more reserved about it, while others are more extroverted about it.

When one feels inferior, it is natural to develop feelings of inferiority or a similar inferiority complex.

"So Xiao Luo is afraid that I'll think she's ill-mannered? That she comes from a bad family?" Fang Ziye murmured to himself.

Fang Ziye hadn't done anything, and it wasn't appropriate to say it directly. He just realized this and could find an opportunity later to steer the conversation in that direction.
Soon, Yuan Weihong came out of the airport.

However, this time, Yuan Weihong did not come alone. Next to him was Lan Tianluo, the data science expert in the group.

Lan Tianluo seems to have gained a little weight compared to last year, and her skin tone has changed from slightly fair to a wheatish yellow.

"Senior brother!" Lan Tianluo was in a great mood. As soon as he saw Fang Ziye, he waved his hand and pushed the big box over excitedly.

"Master, Tianluo. Shall we go get something to eat first?" Fang Ziye went up to him, looking at the lightly dressed Yuan Weihong, then at Lan Tianluo, and understood what had happened. This time, Tianluo would have to personally handle the detailed data recording again in order to do a more thorough data analysis.

"Is it far? If it is, we can go see it first and then eat."

"Because I went through a lot of trouble to find two people. They're waiting at the lab now," Yuan Weihong said, sounding quite annoyed.

First of all, Yuan Weihong genuinely didn't know that Fang Ziye was working on such a project. Otherwise, he would have already assigned Fang Ziye several people to help him, and might even have invited teams from other animal experiment centers to collaborate.

This is not the kind of experimental cluster that you, a small workshop of one or two people, could produce.

It's just a minor squabble, and all it takes is a fart at the end, right?

That's definitely not possible.

Lan Tianluo and Jie Han both knew what Fang Ziye was going to do, but they only knew that Fang Ziye was going to do it to vent his anger for his master. They didn't know exactly when he would do it or to what extent.

Lan Tianluo only knew that Fang Ziye had already used up part of the research funding.

"Master, are those two teachers available? If so, could they eat with us? It's just that there's so much stuff in Tianluo, it's hard to find a place to put it all. It's seven o'clock now, we should be able to finish eating by eight twenties!" Fang Ziye still felt that eating first was more important.

But it depends on the time Yuan Weihong arranged.

"Go to the lab first. If Tianluo can't get in later, stay outside for now." Yuan Weihong directly displayed his authority as a teacher.

……

Fang Ziye had no choice but to take his master directly to the animal testing center!

Yuan Weihong was quite surprised to see that Enshi also had such an animal testing center. He turned to Fang Ziye and said, "Ziye, you should develop your career in Enshi from now on. The platform here is really amazing."

"What's so special about our hospital's animal testing center?"

Yuan Weihong's tone was sour.

“Okay, Master. I’ll follow your advice when I’m looking for a job,” Fang Ziye replied jokingly.

"Go away, don't get me into trouble," Yuan Weihong said while waiting for someone.

However, before he could finish speaking, someone Yuan Weihong knew came out from inside. The first thing he said to Yuan Weihong was, "Wolf Weihong, are you kidding us again this time?"

Fang Ziye initially thought he had misheard.

Looking at Professor Du, he had a half-shaved head, was 1.6 meters tall, and very thin. He looked like a monk, and it was impossible to tell his exact age. He seemed to be between thirty-five and sixty years old; any age would fit him perfectly.

His face was kind and smiling, as if he possessed a kind of Buddhist serenity.

But after hearing it for a while, I realized that it seemed to be true; perhaps my teacher had also been impulsive a few times before.

"Professor Du, I wouldn't dare say that. This time I'm definitely not bragging! But we'll need your help to see the specific results," Yuan Weihong said.

Large-scale research projects support collaboration among multiple research groups.

This way, the results will be greater and the output time can be faster.

The three of them quickly moved to the animal enclosure. Along the way, Fang Ziye explained the general design of his project, the operations that had been completed, and what he was currently waiting for.

Professor Du is an expert in animal experiments, so there was no need for Fang Ziye to explain in great detail why he did what he did, what to do next, and so on.

However, Professor Du was even more bewildered after hearing Fang Ziye's words.

"So you just did it directly, and it just so happened that you produced a batch of samples with both stable and unstable parts? And two of them are still alive?" Professor Du looked at the two mice's swollen bellies, his voice trembling with shock, his words almost slurred.

"Yes!" Fang Ziye nodded; this was indeed the whole story.

Upon hearing this, Professor Du said, "Yuan Weihong, it seems that it wasn't that your approach was wrong or that you didn't think enough, which led to the problem with the experimental procedure. It was simply that you were too inexperienced and your operation was not good enough, which is why the processing of embryonic stem cells from gene knockout individuals was unsuccessful."

“And your student must be extremely proficient in this field.” Professor Du looked Fang Ziye up and down, his face full of solemnity.

The same method and the same mindset can yield completely different results when implemented by different people. This is a matter of individual skill level, and has nothing to do with cognition or theory.

Professor Du simply couldn't imagine what level of proficiency was required to achieve such a result.

"Is it possible that we were just lucky?" Yuan Weihong asked Professor Du.

"I've never believed in luck, I only believe in probability."

"The probability of success for each person in doing something is related to their own ability and the number of times they repeat it."

"Therefore, I believe even more that luck is also a part of strength, whether it is or not." Professor Du said expressionlessly, his eyes like an eagle's, lacking the previous Buddhist-like indifference.

(End of this chapter)