The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

The researcher was stunned for a moment and looked at the girl behind Secretary Hong.

The girl raised her hands and was stretching.

But everyone who was still writing furiously now seemed to have been cramped, and they were all slumped to the ground, lingering for breath.

Her clear amber eyes looked towards him,

"Clear what?"

It’s the same problem as before.

The researcher's mouth moved.

Under Gu Weimian's gaze, he suddenly became speechless.

"Why don't you speak?" Gu Weimian tilted his head curiously.

The researcher's face suddenly turned red.

"Everyone knows that your skills are just a lie."

Gu Weimian raised his eyebrows and smiled softly,

"Everyone knows? Who does this include?"

Inexplicably, the whole scene became quite quiet.

And many other people present looked towards their corner.

The researcher's muscles tensed up.

There was an angry look on his face, but his words were stumbling.

"Of course everyone in this exhibition hall, including yourselves, you should know it best."

Gu Weimian smiled and said,

"We really don't know yet."

She motioned to the people behind her to pack up all the information, and strolled towards the institute, step by step, and the sound of her heels hitting the ground made the institute's face become more and more nervous.

Go all the way and stand in front of the research institute,

"How many referees are included? Including other staff members of the Chinese Academy of Sciences who participated in the selection meeting?"

The institute felt guilty for a while, and after taking a look behind Gu Weimian, he saw the messy, almost all handwritten information, and felt confident again.

He straightened his back,

"yes."

When Gu Weimian heard this, he narrowed his eyes and smiled softly.

"I have always believed that this is a fair and professional selection meeting with no so-called secret operations and no so-called privileges."

When she spoke, her expression remained calm,

"But... it turns out that this selection meeting is a body-contracted student selection meeting where you can directly judge that the technology officially submitted by others is a lie without looking at the technical information...?"

Beautiful lips spit out every word slowly and clearly.

It was such a touching voice, but it made the researcher break out in a cold sweat.

His lips trembled, and his throat seemed to be pinched.

The scene was extremely silent.

"Come here, if you delay any longer, the exhibition will really be over."

The old voice interrupted the conversation between Gu Weimian and the researcher.

Gu Weimian looked in the direction where several academicians were standing not far away. The one who spoke was the oldest one among all the academicians present.

She smiled slightly, politely,

"Fortunately... it turns out that several teachers are willing to read our materials. I almost thought that the Chinese Academy of Sciences had organized such a ridiculous exhibition just like this gentleman said."

She smiled and crossed the institute.

Walking not far away, he stopped again,

"Ah, by the way, what is this gentleman studying?"

The researcher stiffened his body, turned around and looked at Gu Weimian, his face turned pale.

"What I'm studying shouldn't concern Miss Gu or this exhibition, right?"

Gu Weimian smiled and said,

"It's really none of my business. I'm just worried that your lax scientific attitude may have some bad effects. After all... science does not allow so-called tolerance, privilege, and black-box operations to exist."