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Chapter eight hundred and forty second impression full marks

"Compared with PCR, reverse PCR is actually easier to do, but it takes a little inspiration to think of it. I was frying fish at the time..." Yang Rui calmly told the new invention story.

Compared to academics, the story is obviously more attractive. Everyone sits or stands and circles into a big circle, with Yang Rui in the middle point. Whether they are tired of dancing or curious, they are willing to listen to Yang Rui telling stories.

Yang Rui's voice fluctuated and slumped: "I didn't actually think of doing reverse PCR at the beginning. I just wanted to make up for the shortcomings of the existing technology, but there was no complete idea. In fact, it would be okay to say that there was no idea."

"However, this incident has been around my head. When frying fish, the sound of grenade explosion woke me up suddenly."

"At that time, when I was facing the pool, the explosion splashed on my face. It was a very thin and thin kind of water, a bit like a fog... I wonder if everyone had this feeling. I felt very clear at that time. Through the fog, I saw circles of water waves, and those water waves were like DNA chains."

"For a moment, I actually wanted to laugh, because the DNA chain is long chains. What's the use of a circle DNA chain? Although it's very simple to make the DNA chain into a circular shape, what's the point of doing this?"

"If I had laughed at that time, or ended this nonsense, I wouldn't have done a reverse PCR."

"It should be said that my head turned too fast at that time. I looked at the waves of water and the colored muddy water that were turning up. I thought about it for a while. I thought, if I encountered such a circular DNA, how would I copy it - although it was unlikely, I just thought about it..."

More and more classmates gathered around Yang Rui.

With the accompaniment of super-rhythmic music, most students still indulge in spirits, dancing, and dim environments.

But in a corner of the dim environment, Yang Rui's penetrating voice seemed to be more infectious.

Simple stories, simple Nobel Prize nominations, or simple handsome guy's charming voice, are not attractive enough.

However, when they are combined, they give people a sense of snooping.

Nobel Prize nomination is the target of being spied. Whether it is a student in the biology department or not, they at least want to know the feeling of solving academic puzzles. If they can get a glimpse of the way to solve academic puzzles, it would be even better. If they had WeChat Moments in 1985, the title should be written - "Nobel Prize Nominees Teach You to Think about Academics".

Of course, outside of the academic circle, if you want to create enough attractiveness, you can change the title a little - "Jack Ma Teaches You to Make Taobao". Anyway, there is no difference in the content of the two.

Bai Ling looked up at Yang Rui, and she covered half of her face with her arms so that others would not notice her gaze.

At the closest place to Yang Rui, Bai Ling can seriously appreciate Yang Rui's storytelling expression and listen to Yang Rui's storytelling voice.

Although he is a peer, in Bai Ling's eyes, Yang Rui has become an idol star - a star in the academic world, which sounds a bit niche, but it just makes Bai Ling even more excited.

Yang Rui slightly changed his storytelling method, which was more ideal, but it attracted more students from Peking University.

The bonfire was burning, reflecting the young and red face, containing passionate expectations and desires.
Chapter completed!
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