When the three brothers heard this, they were very frightened and said in amazement:
"Brother Yu? Is there still such an operation?"
"That thing is also a literary thing?"
Yang Zhengyu said: "Anyway, don't make it public, don't let others know. In a few days, whoever is unlucky will be able to tell."
"Ah? What do you mean?"
The three brothers are confused about the situation.
Yang Zhengyu smiled and said, "I didn't expect that there are treasures in the world that bring good luck to people, but they are also treasures that bring bad luck to people. That gold medal is it."
The three brothers’ eyes lit up.
"Then this little thief is miserable."
Wang Bobo's tall body stood at the door, looking towards the balcony.
He whispered: "It's basically coming from next door. I've seen it, and it can just be crossed from the balcony."
The four brothers studied for a moment.
Yang Zhengyu said: "Help me keep an eye on the people in their dormitory."
The three brothers all nodded.
At this time Wang Bobo said: "Brother, please be careful. I was just about to say this. You are too high-profile now. Even if you pick up the leak, you are still broadcasting. If someone takes advantage of the money, your life will be in danger." The other two people also nodded, their eyes showing some concern.
When Yang Zhengyu heard this, he knew it was his brother who cared about him.
He walked up to Wang Bobo, patted him on the shoulder, and looked at several brothers at the same time, "Brothers, thank you for your concern. Let's find a way to keep a low profile in the future."
Although the world of Blue Star has changed greatly, the feelings between the brothers have not changed.
Yang Zhengyu said: "Then let's go see what good things the instructor has in his hand. If he insists on me picking them up, I will go and have a look."
The three brothers were in great spirits.
Zou Xiaolong said: "The instructor has a copper bull on the table. I think it is a good thing."
"It's still in the bookshelf." Ren Le said: "There are still a few porcelain plates and calligraphy and paintings on his bookshelf."
Wang Bobo had never been to the instructor's office. He said: "Let's go and have a look."
Yang Zhengyu said as he walked: "My impression instructor doesn't have any good stuff, so I went to take a look just to give him face."
The four of them talked as they walked and arrived at the administration building.
Climb the stairs and go to the counselor’s office.
At the door.
Yang Zhengyu knocked on the door, "Is the instructor here?"
Sure enough, there was a voice inside telling them to come in.
Open the door.
The instructor is sitting at his desk.
"Zhengyu, you are all here, come in quickly." Yang Zhengyu and his group entered a typical university office.
There are bookcases everywhere you can see in the room.
It is filled with various files and books.
It looks very cultural.
Ye Xiaojun was extremely excited.
He said: "Zhengyu, I just want you to help me look at my collection."
As he spoke, he pointed to the desk in front of him.
There are seven or eight toys of various styles on the table.
There are ink cartridges, paper fans, writing brushes, copper bulls, and jade heads.
Colorful and available in various categories.
In fact, Ye Xiaojun knows how much he has in his collection.
His collection can be said to be completely worthless.
They are all placed on the table to recharge.
He was just looking for an excuse that Yang Zhengyu couldn't refuse.
Yang Zhengyu took a closer look.
At this time, Ye Xiaojun handed them the disposable paper cup, "Drink some water and watch slowly."
Yang Zhengyu’s expression is normal.
He said: "It's hard to be a guide if you put all these worthless things together."
"Haha!" Zou Xiaolong, Ren Le, and Wang Bobo all wanted to laugh when they heard it.
Ye Xiaojun didn't take it seriously either. He had known it was worthless.
He came closer and patted Yang Zhengyu on the shoulder: "Zhengyu, you are right. Naturally, my level is not as high as yours. Please help me buy two good ones when you can."
Yang Zhengyu smiled and followed the water in the disposable water cup.
Eyes wandering around.
At this time, his eyes suddenly tightened.
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Yang Zhengyu looked at the corner of the stacked files on the desktop, thinking deeply.
"What are you thinking about, Brother Yu?" Zou Xiaolong asked him.
Yang Zhengyu pointed at the document and said, "I want that document."
"What? Documents?" Ye Xiaojun asked strangely: "The documents I have here are all academic."
Yang Zhengyu nodded.
Others walked to the table and took out the paper.
The first draft of a paper is about the distortion of element measurement and treasure appraisal under specific conditions.
Everyone looked at him curiously.
Yang Zhengyu took the paper and looked at it carefully, pointing at the sentences in the paper from time to time.
Ye Xiaojun said curiously: "I cooperated with a doctoral student from Xijing University. You can understand."
After saying that, he smiled and said: "You have really sharp eyes. You can tell at a glance that you are talking about treasure appraisal."
Yang Zhengyu has already finished turning the first page. The concept of what is discussed on the first page is the concept of treasure appraisal that Jiabo Le has already realized, and it is not a new thing.
Yang Zhengyu raised his head and said: "Give me this paper!"
"Ah?" Ye Xiaojun's smile froze on his face. He didn't know what was going on, "Show me."
As he spoke, he took the paper back into his hand, holding the white page.
The three roommates followed Ye Xiaojun.
They looked sideways at the content of the paper.
Zou Xiaolong asked very strangely: "Brother Yu's paper is not valuable, right?"
"Yes, yes. I've never seen anyone miss papers." Ren Le also asked.
Wang Bobo read the sentences in the paper, "The author starts from detecting element values and discusses the uncertainty of element measurement under special conditions."
He said: "This paper is all about the past."
There are three brothers helping Yang Zhengyu negotiate the price, so he doesn't need to say anything.
Yang Zhengyu sat back under the sofa and took a sip of purified water, with a harmless smile on his face.
"In order not to return empty-handed, I'd better take this paper away."
Ye Xiaojun thought about it for the third time, and he was sure that the paper was of low quality.
However, it is not up to him alone to decide on the author of the paper.
He hesitated and said: "I have to ask my friend if he is willing to share it with you. We are the joint first authors. If he is not willing, then there is nothing I can do."
Yang Zhengyu waved his hand and told him to call.
Ye Xiaojun didn't waste any time, picked up the landline phone on the table and dialed a series of numbers.
Got a call from Liang Tutu, a doctoral student in the Department of Archeology at Xijing Culture University.
Liang Tutu is attending a lecture with the teacher.
Discussing a recently discovered suburban tomb.
I saw it was Ye Xiaojun’s phone number.
Liang Tutu signaled to the others, stood up, and went outside the corridor to answer the phone.
