"The existing technology has been locked up." Wu Mian said. "This is just a metaphor. The US emperor has zenith technology. In fact, he has long ordered the wrong technology tree. Now the road is not suitable for us on earth."


    "Little martial uncle, what are you talking about? I don''t understand." Taoist Lin didn''t expect Wu Mian to say such strange words. He said with a paste on his forehead.


    "If I don''t say this, I don''t understand myself. I can''t go to zone 52. I don''t know whether the US emperor has an agreement with aliens to get zenith Technology..."


    "True or false?"


    "Don''t mention this, foreign academic circles... That''s it. There are a lot of door valves, and my teacher and I are among them. It''s really a person in the Jianghu. I can''t help myself. Amgen''s medicine had side effects a few days ago, resulting in complications of spleen rupture. An academic paper made Amgen foundation uncomfortable for five years." Wu Mian said with a smile.


    "Isn''t it pure to engage in academic activities? Academic gatekeepers are all bad habits in China."


    "Lao Lin, don''t look at things without nutrition. The key is that what they say is false." Wu Mian said.


    "What''s wrong with me?" Taoist Lin said with confidence.


    Domestic academic fraud and cheating on scientific research funds are numerous, and not only in the field of scientific research, but also in the field of scientific research. A few years ago, it was said that it was to revitalize animation. As a result, it came up with a terrible * * * story. Taoist Lin wanted to scold his mother at a glance.


    "I''m the auditor of pubpeer," said Wu Mian.


    "What is pubpeer?"


    "It''s a website to report academic misconduct. Is it the conscience of the industry? No, in my opinion, this conscience is going to rot." Wu Mian said with a smile.


    "You see what you said, didn''t you scold yourself?" Taoist Lin smiled.


    "This year''s Nobel Prize has just been awarded." Wu Mian''s topic is very floating, and Taoist Lin is a little dizzy. "Dr. Greg Semenza won the Nobel Prize in biology and medicine for his theory of HIF-1 for cancer cells to adapt to hypoxic environment."


    Taoist Lin was silent. He felt that little martial uncle was looking for a theoretical basis for himself.


    "He is a pediatrician, and we have had communication. There are many reports on Dr. Greg Semenza''s academic fraud on pubpeer..."


    "Little martial uncle, that''s impossible!" Taoist Lin immediately interrupted Wu Mian.


    "Oh? Why not?"


    "That''s the Nobel Prize winner..."


    "Do you think the Nobel laureate won''t cheat?" Wu Mian said with a smile. "I gave him face, and all the reports about his academic fraud were suppressed by me."


    Taoist Lin is sweating. What little martial uncle said is like a fantasy.


    "My teacher, Dr. Anthony, has a good personal relationship with Dr. Greg Semenza. In the future, if I publish academic papers related to pediatrics as a corresponding author, Dr. Greg Semenza, as a Nobel laureate, won''t come out to endorse me?"


    "This is conspiracy theory!" Taoist Lin retorted.


    "Che. Dr. Greg Semenza''s academic fraud doesn''t count. The key is that the fraud is too retarded!" Wu Mian sighed. "Do you know how to cheat scientific research funds? Real high-end scientific research doesn''t quote data at all, and everyone is very lonely. The success or failure of real scientific research is metaphysics."


    "..." Taoist Lin''s thinking can''t keep up with Wu Mian''s thinking. Is scientific research Metaphysics? That sounds terrible.


    "There is a saying in the academic world, publisher perish. Translated, it means either publishing papers or dying." Wu Mian said, "people who really engage in scientific research are very lonely."


    "Why not publish papers?"


    "If you are a capital party or a leader, you have a gold devourer under your hands, with an investment of more than a billion a year, but you can''t see any water spray, what do you think?"


    Taoist Lin was dumbfounded.


    "It''s no use telling you this. It''s too complicated for you to understand." Wu Mian said, "hurry back. It''s too cold outside."


    Taoist Lin also felt a little cold. He said angrily, "little martial uncle, I can''t carry my bones. I''ll go back and have a rest first."


    "Go on, I''ll lie down for a while," Wu Mian said. "It''ll snow in a few days. It should look better here."


    Taoist Lin turned to leave, hesitated for a moment, turned and asked, "where''s little Shiniang? Why were you kicked out of the house?"


    "Alas, I was kicked out by my mother." Wu Mian sighed. "My mother has to find a team when she gets married."


    "Eh? Isn''t this supposed?" Taoist Lin looked at Wu Mian in surprise.


    "How much trouble." said Wu Mian disdainfully. "A family is finished with a simple meal. The wedding is too noisy."


    "You can''t think so, little martial uncle." Taoist Lin said, "you think. When you get married, there are more than ten helicopters flying in the sky. You fall from the sky. You are a hero stepping on colorful auspicious clouds to marry your favorite woman!"


    "Bullshit." Wu Mian laughed angrily, "Why are you looking for so many helicopters?"


    "Look at the envious eyes of others, this is the realm of life!"


    "I''m tired of reading it for a long time," Wu Mian said. "I got full marks in the first exam in primary school. At that time, everyone got full marks, and I didn''t think it was so."


    Taoist Lin remembered that Xueba got 100 points because the test paper only got 100 points.


    "Later, I found that I didn''t get a good full score every time. The students around me looked at me wrong. They didn''t have any bad thoughts, just envy and jealousy. So since then, I used snacks every time."


    "What are you doing with dessert?"


    "It''s OK to be the eighth in the class," Wu Mian said with a smile. "In addition to grade skipping, every exam is the eighth in the class until I graduate from college."


    "It doesn''t matter if you want a wedding car when you get married," Taoist Lin said. "You think, little martial uncle, Lao guashan alone can get five or six cars."


    "Don''t mention it. It''s embarrassing that your car doesn''t work."


    "..." Taoist Lin said nothing. Although he knows that little martial uncle is qualified to say this, it hurts people.


    "Do less meaningless things." Wu Mian said, "if you have time, you might as well lie here and look at the stars. Lao Lin, do you think your father has soared or hid?"


    "I''ll go..."


    "Anyway, I don''t believe your father will die." Wu Mian said, "you said your father suddenly appeared when I got married. What can I do?"


    "Little martial uncle, don''t scare me." Taoist Lin didn''t know whether it was cold or afraid. His teeth collided and made a clatter sound.


    "I don''t care about you. Go back quickly and don''t catch a cold." Wu Mian said.


    "You were kicked out because of this?"


    "Or else?" Wu Mian said, "there must be a generation gap with my parents. I can''t say we can go together.


    You say that my mother suffered a compression fracture of the thoracic vertebra in order to store autumn vegetables. Why, but I don''t listen to what I say. I''ll pile up my home when autumn vegetables come down next October! "


    Taoist Lin looked at Wu Mian''s "vicious" and said this, puffing and laughing.


    "No way, little martial uncle, you can cook." Taoist Lin smiled. "If you''re cold, hurry into the house. I think it''s going to snow this day."


    "Snow is good," said Wu Mian. "The mountain is white and looks clean."


    "Like a hand washed by six step washing?"