The morning sun makes the skin itchy.

Yang Rui opened his eyes in a daze, twitched his limbs, and suddenly felt a different softness than usual.

When you open your eyes, you will see a small white button.

Yang Rui's head was slightly back and his vision became wider in an instant.

"Teacher Jing." Yang Rui rubbed her chin with his nose. His movements were very natural and he had no brains to think about it.

Jing Yulan's eyes were closed, as if she was still sleeping.

Yang Rui gently stretched out his somewhat stiff limbs, feeling that many parts of him were trapped in softness.

Double comfort of psychology and physiology.

If the beautiful figure obtained after fitness is the result of sweat, Teacher Jing is born with beauty. Of course, her daily exercise is not small, but overall, her plump and soft ****, flat and soft waist, and slender and soft legs are more from her genetic advantages.

Chimpanzees are naturally larger than humans, and blacks are always prone to thick thighs, just as they are more likely to get wide and thick noses. In contrast, the problem of too high nose bridges that young French people need to worry about is completely reactionary in East Asia.

Jing Yulan is a genetic advantage who is born with good luck. The beautiful figure that ordinary people need to exercise desperately and do their best to control calories is basically equivalent to her daily life.

Even Yang Rui couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

"You can use such a golden ratio without running or equipment..." Yang Rui thought, pinching it twice.

In an instant, Yang Rui felt sensitively that under his palm, the originally soft waist seemed to suddenly become hard.

In order to confirm, Yang Rui used a little force and pinched it twice, and felt it deeper.

Yang Rui pondered for a few seconds, and then covered his big hand upwards.

As he expected, the part above the waist was still soft and had a good touch.

And under his movements, the small white buttons also showed signs of breaking away.

Jing Yulan's eyes suddenly opened, opened their eyes wide open, and stared at Yang Rui blankly.

Yang Rui also looked at her, and his palm subconsciously moved his throat twice, and said, "Mr. Jing, good morning."

"kindness?"

"I will make breakfast, what do you want to eat?" Yang Rui said, but he had no intention of getting up.

On the contrary, due to his speaking actions, the two of them were hugging each other and whispering.

Jing Yulan's face was red.

"If I don't say it, I'll eat whatever I do." Yang Rui rubbed upwards, and leaned into his chest and turned his arms around her.

Jing Yulan's face was so hot that her brain almost made her mind go wrong, and she didn't know what to say.

Or, she doesn't hate the current scene, and even has some enjoyment.

Yang Rui's embrace is so warm that it is nostalgic.

Jing Yulan also stood closer even more.

Not long after, Jing Yulan woke up, struggled for a few moments, and said, "I am your teacher, what do you want to do to the teacher?"

Yang Rui suddenly felt more touching.

"Anyway, you are not my teacher now." Yang Rui shrugged and said, "I want to make you breakfast."

"The problem now is not breakfast." Jing Yulan was a little confused.

Yang Rui said seriously: "Breakfast is the source of the day, you must eat it. It is absolutely right to listen to biologists. However, breakfast alone is quite troublesome. If you want, you can have breakfast with me every day."

"Why do I get up every day..." Jing Yulan suddenly woke up and quickly sat up.

Yang Rui smiled, got up, stretched, and said, "If you have no objection, just have instant noodles for breakfast."

...

Afternoon.

Yang Rui went to Huarui Laboratory to welcome Dalbeco and his party.

Compared with the ion channel laboratory, Huarui Laboratory has more facilities and more research on PCR. Of course, it is far from enough to meet the national requirements of genome sequencing, but for independent laboratories, it is good enough.

Yang Rui and Dalbeco were over the tour and asked, "What do you think?"

"The conditions are better than the ion channel laboratory." Dalbeco said quite satisfied: "In fact, the conditions are several times better than the ion channel laboratory."

"Hong Kong Huarui has more investments, but the ion channel laboratory has policy advantages." Yang Rui explained a little, saying: "I will use the laboratories on both sides."

Dalbeco originally intended to operate sequencing work in various countries in the model of a research center. After hearing this, he nodded and said, "In terms of technology development, your laboratory is already qualified to undertake the work of the human genome project..."

He thought for a while and did not continue.

Yang Rui saw it and said, "I still have a paper, I want to ask you to read it."

"Oh? I'm very interested." Dalbeco learned about Yang Rui's thoughts and knew that this was his killer move.

"Wait." Yang Rui returned to his laboratory bench, took out only two pages of article from the locked cabinet, and handed it to Dalbeco.

Dalbeco took it, looked at the summary, and then his expression became solemn.

"The turning point in cancer research - the determination of human genome" is the title of the paper and the core of the two-page article.

When Dalbeco saw "cancer", "turn" and "human genome" appear together, he became excited.

Americans in the 1980s were the happiest ethnic group in the world.

They are far away from the threat of war and nuclear war, have a huge economic abundance, have not yet realized the horror of AIDS, nor have they felt the perversion of terrorists. The only problem that can affect them, or in other words, is the most likely problem to despair among Americans, is cancer.

The US government has invested tens of billions of dollars in funds, but it still failed to defeat cancer.

But the public's fear of cancer has increased.

If a plan like the human genome is to study some mysterious and mysterious basic science, it will definitely be difficult to pass the Congress.

But connecting it with cancer has made Dalbeco think deeply.
Chapter completed!