Chapter 4:

go to school!
It's been a long time since he heard the word, Li Zheng was a little dazed. He was in a good family in his previous life My father was the first group to open private mines, the first group of people called "coal bosses".
Because of the hardships of uneducated, the old man values ​​Li Zheng's achievements very much. After spending countless money and energy, he abruptly cultivated a PhD in Biology at Stanford.
Li Zheng always felt that he had been a winner in his previous life. Upon graduation, he was brought into the Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory by his mentor and worked with the Nobel Prize winners. He was in contact with a small group of the most advanced and authoritative people in the field of molecular biology. .
Later, when he returned to China and switched to the biopharmaceutical field, everyone said that he lost a lot because of his small mistakes, but he knew in his heart that Hua Guo's drug development ability was too weak, even when he was thirty-two in his previous life, Hua Guo developed the original There are only a handful of drugs, many of which are generic drugs with the title of original drugs.
Until now he still remembers what the old professor Huaqing said to himself, "Li Zheng, I know that molecular biology is a science that explores the essence of life phenomena, and its focus is on the evolution of the entire human race. But do you know, Hua Every day in the country, many people die because of no medicine to cure their illness. Some of them do not have the money to buy medicine, and some of them have money and cannot buy medicine that can cure their illness."
"Now there are some new treatment strategies and new drugs on the market. They are basically patented products of large foreign companies. Their patent period is too long, and patients can't afford to wait! They all say that we have a long-term vision, but I think we When doing research, sometimes it’s not good to keep your eyes shorter and lower your posture?"
Li Zheng had forgotten how he answered at that time, but the next day, he returned the ticket to New York and stayed in the Biopharmaceutical Laboratory of Huaqing University.
For eight years, two anti-cancer vaccines and one chemotherapy adjuvant were born in his hands. In the early stage of sudden death, his team’s newly developed new drug that can put cancer cells into a dormant state is in the fourth clinical trial stage. Fourth, confirm that the drugs are qualified, and mankind will make a big step forward on the road to defeat cancer.
He has even thought out what to say at the new drug conference. He wants to announce to the world loudly, "From now on, we can live in peace with cancer."
Then... he died suddenly.
Li Zheng really felt that he failed to win the Nobel Prize in his previous life, not because he was not good enough, but because he died early.
The Nobel Prize is not awarded to the deceased.
"What are you in a daze? I have taken eight or nine days off. You have to go to school whatever you say today!" Zhou Sitian thought that his younger brother wanted to stay away from school, so he was very firm.
Li Zheng...
There is no high school in Qinghe Town. Li Zheng and Zhou Sitian go to school in Dongliu Town not far from Qinghe Town.
The Li family’s means of transportation was the bicycle left by Li's father. It was completely dark with a horizontal bar in the middle. Li Zheng secretly compared with the car, and then his face became pitch black. The bicycle cushion is at his waist, which means that he sits on it and his legs cannot reach the pedals.
It must be because the original owner is malnourished, he is only sixteen years old, and he can definitely grow taller! Li Zheng thought with a foul face.
Zhou Sitian easily threw her long legs over the bar and sat on the cushion.
"Xiao Zheng, are you sitting in front or behind?"
Li Zheng...
Dongliu Middle School is the best high school in Shili Baxiang. In recent years, some people have been admitted to Huajing University. I heard that several of them have become high officials in Huajing ministries.
For this kind of rumors, Li Zheng is noncommittal. The college students in the 1980s were indeed precious. Thirty years later, it was this group of people who decided the fate of China, but now... they are still a bit tender.
"Li Zheng!" There was a young male voice behind him, and Li Zheng turned his head to look, and a young man who was as thin as a stick was quickly running towards him.
He ran to his side and stood still, looked at Zhou Sitian who was on the side, winked at Li Zheng.
When Zhou Sitian walked away, he hooked Li Zheng's neck, "You actually took the back seat of your step-sister's car today, something is wrong."
Not to mention the back seat, we are still good friends. Li Zheng took a cool look at Ma Gan and saw that he and the original owner should be good friends.
"It's nothing, I fell ill and found that she was kind to me."
He was amazed, but I haven't seen him for a few days. Li Zheng seemed to be a different person. It turned out that every time he talks about Zhou Sitian, the kid is like a cockfight.
He walked into the classroom on the bell, and accurately guessed his seat from the behavior of the stick. Before he was proud for two minutes, Li Zheng's brow wrinkled so much that he could pinch one of the midterm exam papers just sent. fly.
47, 62, 28... Is this a score obtained by a person? As a former Stanford doctoral student, Li Zheng felt for the first time that his rebirth might be in hard mode.
Throughout the class, Li Zheng was stunned by the bright red "47" on the bio volume. Why would someone not even tell the cell membrane and the cell wall? !
"Li Zheng."
"Li Zheng!" Liu Huiying on the podium couldn't help raising the decibel.
Ma Gan, that is, Li Chaoyang poke Li Zheng's back hard with a pencil, Li Zheng blinked his eyes in confusion and stood up.
The female teacher on the podium showed an expression of anger, sadness, and hatred for iron and steel for a moment, and then she sighed helplessly, "Sit down and listen carefully."
Li Zheng scratched his head. He hadn't been a student for too long, and he had lost the skill of listening to the class. Silently crumpled a few test papers into a ball of paper and threw them into the innermost desk of the desk. He had a hunch that these test papers that were only tied to him would become the biggest black history in his life.
"Li Zheng, come to my office and bring your math papers." After the get out of class bell rang, Liu Huiying walked to Li Zheng and said softly.
Li Zheng pumped his temples, blocked the desk drawer with some guilty conscience, and nodded seriously.
After Liu Huiying walked out of the classroom, he quickly found the one with "62" written on it from the paper ball in the drawer of the desk, and looked at the wrinkled test paper, his brows suddenly wrung into a word "Chuan".
Li Zheng sighed, resignedly picked up the terrible test paper, got up and walked to Liu Huiying's office.
"I heard that Li Zheng's father is dead, is it true?"
"Really, senior Yang Kaijian said that his dad is the deputy captain of the Qinghe Town production team. He used to be a colleague with Li Zheng's dad."
"No wonder Mr. Liu cried so sad the other day and his eyes were swollen from crying."
"Who said no, my mother said, if it wasn't for Li Zheng's mother, Teacher Liu and Li Zheng's father would be a couple. Teacher Liu is not married now, just wants to be Li Zheng's stepmother."
Li Zheng's ears moved, and a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes.
Classroom office
Liu Huiying stared at the crumpled test paper with an ugly face. She knew that Li Zheng didn't like to study, but when this crumpled test paper was placed in front of her, she suddenly felt a little powerless, whether her efforts were worth it...
Next to him, a male teacher with black-rimmed glasses and his hair neatly combed into a big back walked by holding a few biological journals. He squinted at Li Zheng's test paper and sneered, "The mud can't support the wall."
Li Zheng glanced at the biological journal in his hand and rolled his eyes. Although he was talking about the original owner, he still felt unhappy in his heart.
Liu Huiying slammed the table and stood up, "Mr. Chen, are you what you should say to be a teacher!" Chen Yan and Liu Huiying's classes are in a competitive relationship. They have always looked at each other and dislike each other, but Liu Huiying did not expect that Chen Yan actually Will speak ill of a student Li Zheng.
Chen Yan also didn't expect Liu Huiying's reaction to be so big, her face flushed suddenly, and her neck said, "Am I wrong? Look at him. The total score doesn't even add up to 300 points. What's the use of him in high school? , It’s better to go home early and work!"
Liu Huiying's hand gripped the corner of the desk tightly, and his eyes slowly turned red, not knowing whether he was holding back or being angry.
"Mr. Chen, I think that compared to the A-level professional journals such as the Journal of Ecological Sciences, the journals of'Middle School Student Biology' are more suitable for you. After all, the journals of Ecological Journal will not explain the basic problem of'viruses are not bacteria'." Li Zheng suddenly said.
He was talking about the standard answer to a short-answer question in the biology test paper. This standard answer was made by Chen Yan. The answer clearly explained the virus as a kind of bacteria. Li Zheng saw this problem with a light glance. He just disdain to point it out, just like an adult would not be interested in arguing with a child whether the earth is round or square.
It was only when Liu Huiying was blocked by Chen Yan that there was nothing to say, and she was out for herself again, Li Zheng reluctantly opened his mouth.
"You...what did you say?" Chen Yan was taken aback for a moment and then furious. A poor student who hadn't even had sixty minutes doubted his standard answer.
"In 1898, Bergerinck pointed out that viruses and cells are basically two substances. In 1946 Wendell won the Nobel Prize for successfully separating viruses into proteins and RNA. Teacher Chen may wish to read more books when he has time to enrich himself. , Instead of casually attacking your own students."
There was almost a fire in Chen Yan's eyes. He did not expect that Li Zheng, who had been reckless and impulsive, could say such a clear and coherent statement.
"Don't make things up here! You know what Nobel Prizes with a 47-point score!" Chen Yan shouted, pointing at Li Zheng's nose.
A trace of contempt flashed in Li Zheng's eyes. He really understood that if he didn't die early, he might get another one.
"It seems, really." Suddenly, a slightly old voice came in.
This is Teacher Zhu, the biology teacher in the third year of high school, and the oldest teacher in Dongliu High School. The principal, dean, and many teachers in the school are his students.
He stood up with a copy of "Middle School Student Biology", "Xiao Chen, come and take a look. The sixth chapter of March'The Essence of Virus' is the same as this classmate said."
Chen Yan's whole body was shocked, with an expression of disbelief on his face, he walked quickly to Teacher Zhu, his four eyes fixed on the publication, and his face turned into pig liver color.
This kid, Li Zheng, was right!