The principal was worried, "How can I let Professor Hao live in the guest house?"
One of the male teachers said: "Shall I give up my dormitory to Professor Hao first? My dormitory is clean."
"My dormitory is fine. My home is not far away. I can go home and stay here for the next few days."
"Professor Hao, you live at my place..." everyone said one after another.
Although Hao Zhan wanted to refuse and said it was no trouble, he was unable to refuse the hospitality and ended up staying in the faculty dormitory.
In Jinghai City, Yang Xuelan took the time to go to Jinghua University, intending to give Jinbao some food and see how she was doing.
However, after asking around, she learned that Jinbao did not live in the student dormitory, but had moved into a single room in the staff building a few months ago.
"Professor Hao seems to have been on a business trip recently. Su Jin is his student, so he should have gone with him, right?"
"On a business trip?" Yang Xuelan asked quickly, "Where did you go on a business trip?"
"I don't know that..."
Yang Xuelan thanked her, "Oh, okay, thank you."
She carried her things to the Oil Painting Department of the Academy of Fine Arts and found Su Wennian who was in class.
"Aunt Yang?" Su Wennian walked out of the classroom, "Why did you come to me suddenly? What's the matter?"
A little further away from the classroom, Yang Xuelan lowered her voice and asked: "Wennian, did I disturb you?"
"No," Su Wenian smiled and shook his head, "Just tell me, what do you want from me?"
"Oh, it's like this. I just went to Jinbao's school and wanted to give her some food. I met you last time, and Jinbao came to see us once, but that time my uncle Yao and I were too
I was busy, so I didn’t entertain her much..."
Speaking of this, Yang Xuelan's tone was full of self-blame, "When I rushed home after the operation to cook for Jinbao, she had already left and helped me tidy up the house inside and outside. It was really unfortunate.
Sorry."
"Aunt Yang, the nature of your and Uncle Yao's work is special. When there are many patients, it's impossible for you not to treat the patients first. Jinbao won't care about this, don't worry."
"Of course, I know Jinbao is sensible, and she will definitely not care..."
After hesitating for a while, Yang Xuelan asked: "I heard that Jinbao became a student of the doctoral supervisor, and she was directly promoted to a graduate student?"
"Yes," Su Wennian gave an overview of Jinbao's situation, "that professor was very kind to her."
"Did Jin Bao go on a business trip with that professor?"
"Well, I went to Yunnan."
Yang Xuelan couldn't help but ask: "Just the two of them?"
"Yes, Aunt Yang, do you think there is something wrong?" Su Wenian asked.
"No, no," Yang Xuelan waved her hand hurriedly, "I was just asking casually. By the way, do you know the name of the professor Jin Bao is following? Which department is he from?"
Su Wenian thought carefully about it for a while, "I think his name was Hao Zhan, and he was a teacher in the mathematics department.
Don't worry, Aunt Yang. I've met him in person and chatted with him a few times. I feel that he has a pretty good character. Every time Jinbao mentions her master, she always praises him for his patience and knowledge. Even if she makes some omissions in her work, he will
I never blamed her."
"Work? What kind of work?"
"Professor Hao helped her get the teaching assistant job."
"That's it," Yang Xuelan thought thoughtfully for a moment, then handed the thing in her hand to Su Wenian, "You can take these fruits back and share them with your roommates to eat together. I have some work to do in the health center, so I'll leave first.
.”
After leaving the Academy of Fine Arts, Yang Xuelan sat on the bus and felt uneasy in her heart.
In the evening, when her husband came home from get off work, she stood up from the sofa anxiously and asked: "He Ming, do you know a professor named Hao Zhan? He works in the Department of Mathematics at Beijing University, have you heard of him?"
"Department of Mathematics?" Yao Heming asked, "Why do you suddenly ask this? If you ask my professors at the medical school, I can probably tell you a few more. Department of Mathematics at Jinghua University... Do you think I might know?
"
"He is Jinbao's teacher. I just want to find out," Yang Xuelan expressed her doubts. "How old is he? Jinbao stays with him every day. Not only does he take his classes, but he also works as a teaching assistant for him.
This time we went on a business trip to Yunnan together..."
Yao Heming smiled and said: "Professors who can accept students are generally in their forties or fifties, especially in the mathematics department, nine out of ten are bald. What are you worried about? Do you think our Hua Hua is not as good as an old professor? You are just thinking.
What?"
"Oh, I didn't see Jin Bao today, my eyelids kept twitching..."
"Comrade Yang Xuelan, you are a medical worker after all. How can you believe the nonsense that eyelid twitching is a disaster?" After Yao Heming put down his bag, he took off his coat and hung it on the hanger.
Yang Xuelan said: "I'm not superstitious, it's my sixth sense. I feel uneasy."
Having said this, she took her husband's arm and shook it, "You know many people in the academic circle, go and ask around."
"Okay, I am going to attend the Jinghai City Science and Academic Conference tomorrow. There are academicians from various academies of sciences and professors from more than a dozen key universities. Then I will find someone to ask Hao... Hao what?"
"Hao Zhan, don't remember your name wrongly."
Yao Heming smiled and nodded, and said: "Okay, I remember, Professor Hao Zhan, right? I will find out all the information about his age, appearance, family situation, and whether he is married for you tomorrow."
The next day, after the conference, scholars and professors from all walks of life gathered at the hotel for dinner.
Yao Heming found a professor at Jinghua University and asked about Hao Zhan. He learned that he was only 29 years old. When he was a postdoctoral student at MIT, he took computer science as his future research direction. After that, he successively appeared in several of the world's top academic books.
The journal has published its own research results and has been recognized by the industry.
"Speaking of which, Professor Hao is able to return to China because of my contribution. I saw his papers and thought he was a rare talent. I recommended him to the principal, and after many connections, I finally invited him to return to China."
After speaking, he asked doubtfully: "Dean Yao, why are you suddenly so interested in Professor Hao?"
Yao Heming said the excuse he had made up in advance, "Oh, that's the case. I heard that computers not only have strong computing power, but can also manage and store data, so I wanted to find out from Professor Hao whether this kind of advanced equipment can be used.
In a medical setting.”
"Oh, you are asking the right person to ask him, but Professor Hao is on a business trip and will probably not come back for a few days. Otherwise, when he comes back, I will call your office and ask you to meet him.
Let’s get to know each other, what do you think?”
"Okay, that's great," Yao Heming hurriedly thanked you and said, "Thank you so much."
After leaving the hotel and returning home, it was completely dark.
Yang Xuelan was waiting in the room for a long time.
She suddenly heard the sound of the door opening and looked anxiously in the direction of the door.
"How's it going?" Yang Xuelan asked eagerly, "How old is he? Is he married?"