Chapter 941 It Smells so Good! (1/4)

Chapter 941 Really Smells! (14)

It is useless to hide even if you have been seen.

Stopping in his tracks, Luo Wenxuan looked towards Lu Zhou with an embarrassed expression on his face, and scratched the back of his head embarrassingly.

It was really embarrassing for Moyu to be caught straight.

Trying to change the subject, he said with a laugh.

"What a coincidence. Speaking of which, the weather today is pretty good. Thanks to the fact that it didn't rain, the sky was clear and cloudless. If it was raining and everyone was holding an umbrella, it would definitely not have that effect—"

Lu Zhou: "Dry ice was thrown into the sky yesterday, where did the rain come from today? Don't change the subject, what were you doing when I was looking for you just now?"

Seeing that he failed to change the subject, Senior Brother Luo coughed embarrassingly and said, "The ticket was delayed by more than ten minutes. When I came over, I caught up with the rush hour traffic jam... and then I was late."

"You just came here by high-speed train this morning?" Lu Zhou said speechlessly, "Can't you come to Shanghai one day earlier? You have to step on this point."

Senior Brother Luo touched the back of his head embarrassingly, and said in embarrassment: "That... I didn't miss any important link, right?"

Lu Zhou smiled and said: "I didn't miss it, you caught up with everything except the unveiling ceremony."

Relieved, Luo Wenxuan patted his chest and said.

"Huh, it's dangerous!"

"It's so dangerous for your size! You still think I'm praising you!" Lu Zhou couldn't help but sprayed, and then said, "The press conference at 2 o'clock in the afternoon is up to you. Go to the news immediately The minister's speech, what can be said and what can't be said, you should quickly familiarize yourself with it."

Upon hearing that the afternoon press conference was handed over to him, Luo Wenxuan immediately jumped up like a husky whose tail had been stepped on, "Wait, wait! Isn't someone in charge of the press conference? I remember that my job is not—"

Lu Zhou: "You still have the nerve to mention your job, you should have come here yesterday! The departmental meeting is over, and you dare to be late for the unveiling ceremony. If I don't punish you, how can this team lead?"

"Don't," Luo Wenxuan suddenly said with a sad face, "please spare me, those reporters are nothing but dogs..."

Lu Zhou chuckled and said, "That's not okay, I must do it for you. What's more, half of the credit for the negotiation of such a large project as IMCRC is due to your contribution to the lunar Hadron Collider. For the understanding of engineering, it’s okay to go up and say a few words, right? Here’s a chance for you to pretend.”

Luo Wenxuan said sweatingly: "What is this pretending to be... Next time there will be some major research results report, let me go up and say that I believe you. What's more, what can I call half of the credit? CERN didn't come here just to save my face." For cooperation."

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense," interrupted the guy's rambling, Lu Zhou waved his hands and continued, "This trivial matter is not fair, how dare I hand over the important research results to you to report. "

With that said, Lu Zhou stepped forward, smiled and patted his brother on the shoulder.

"Work hard!"

"This is also laying the foundation for the future, you just take this opportunity as a kind of exercise!"

I don't know why, looking at Lu Zhou's expectant eyes, Luo Wenxuan always has a premonition that there are bigger troubles waiting for him.

But he has no proof.

It's not easy to ask.

After thinking about it, he finally sighed and patted his right hand on his shoulder.

"Fine."

"Since you have said so, I will only go to hell if I don't go to hell."

"I'll go get ready."

Lu Zhou: "..."

MMP, I always feel that this guy's voice is terrible!

He is cultivating him as his successor, why is this guy saying that, it feels like he is planning to trick him?

Can such a good thing be called a pit?

Otherwise, it is better to cultivate a spare tire...

...

On the other side, Shanghai International Airport.

Passing through the crowd, Professor Krugman got off the gangway, put the hat on his head on the tow bar of the suitcase, and then threw the tow bar to the doctor next to him who was carrying a travel bag.

"Wessel, help me get the suitcase!"

Speaking weakly, Wiesel took the suitcase.

"Okay, Professor."

Looking at the crowds coming and going in the airport hall, Professor Angus, who was walking next to Professor Krugman, complained, "Jesus! There are too many people here! I remember that it was not like this when I came here for a meeting ten years ago. son."

Not only Chinese people, but also many faces with different skin colors.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Professor Andis suddenly felt like he was in another New York.

Hearing this sentence, Professor Krugman laughed and said.

"My friend, you should go out more often. The world is changing with each passing day. If you stay in Princeton, you will lose touch with this world sooner or later... Wissel, if you don't show your gentlemanly demeanor, help me Is the only lady in our line with a bag?"

Seen by the professor's domineering eyes, Wissel had a speechless expression on his face, but he still stretched out his hand to get Xiaotong's suitcase without a temper.

Seeing that the senior brother was coming to help her with her luggage, Xiaotong did not hand over the towbar in her hand, and said embarrassingly

"...I can take my suitcase by myself."

Although Xiaotong tactfully refused to be exempt from the free labor of being a junior sister, the expression on Dr. Wessel's face at the moment was still a look of grief and indignation.

This old man completely treats himself like an errand runner!

Even though he had already anticipated that it might turn out like this before he set off, and he was ready to act as a free labor force, but it was really humiliating!

However, despite this, he was just feeling sad and angry in his heart.

The unhappiness in Wiesel's heart dissipated quickly when he thought that he would soon be able to attend academic conferences with the Nobel laureates, pretend to be aggressive with his tutors, and get to know more big men.

As a scholar with ideals and aspirations, what's the point of suffering so much?

This is all laying the foundation for the future!

Thinking of this, not only did the unhappiness accumulated in his heart disappear, Wistle looked at the mentor's way of greeting the freshman from China, and even the shoulders carrying a large amount of luggage were more serious. strength...

Well, it smells so good!

Xiaotong, who was walking in front, didn't notice the rich inner drama of her senior brother, but was a little confused because of Professor Krugman's meticulous care.

Are all Princeton professors so enthusiastic?

When she was studying for a master's degree at Oxford University, although she was often looked at by unusual eyes, it was the first time she experienced this kind of enthusiasm...

"...I just asked by the way, Miss Xiaotong, why don't you call your family to report that you are safe?"

Looking at the tutor with a concerned face, Xiaotong replied cautiously: "...But I just called a few days ago."

Professor Krugman persuaded with a serious face: "I know, but aren't you flying again now? And you have been flying in the sky for more than 20 hours! If your family knows, they will definitely be worried."

Xiaotong: "..."

So the correct operation shouldn't be, wouldn't it be good not to let them know?

Looking at the expression on the instructor's face that almost wrote his thoughts, Xiaotong couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. He didn't know what to say, so he had to reply tactfully.

"Wait until you get to the hotel and then call..."

Not realizing that this sentence was actually a kind of tactful refusal, Professor Krugman suddenly smiled and said with a laugh: "Okay, okay! We'll talk about it when we get to the hotel...don't forget it."

Xiaotong nodded awkwardly.

"Um……"

It is impossible to make phone calls, and even if I do, it is impossible to say that I have returned to Shanghai.

If I let my brother know that he has just landed at the New York airport, has not stayed in Princeton for two days, and then flew back to Shanghai with his mentor, he will laugh to death next time we meet.

I just don't know why, seeing Professor Krugman's expression of "the plan has succeeded", Xiaotong always has a "bad" feeling.

"But my brother is in Jinling, so I shouldn't be able to meet him..."

Muttering something to herself in Chinese, the little girl shook her head, put the matter aside for the time being, followed the steps of the instructor with her suitcase, and walked in the direction of taking a taxi went……