After all, it is too difficult to cultivate interdisciplinary talents.

Many people feel that after studying for an undergraduate degree, they feel as if they know a little bit about everything, but they are not good at everything.

Finally switched to other professions.

For graduate students, there are many cross-exams.

There are really not many people who really read interdisciplinary from scratch to Ph.D.

This is also because there are already a lot of things that need to be memorized in biology, and programming is not easy.

Even if Mao Jiuyu was asked to learn programming now, she would definitely refuse.

Therefore, it has become the default thing for everyone to find a computer science student to do research.

Just like Yuan Mo took over the neural computing project, the first person to look for was Ji Xingwen.

In addition to Ji Xingwen, Yuan Mo has been consulting the teachers at Xiehe during the programming process.

Yunyan was waiting for Senior Sister Jian Yiran to wash her hands, and read the knowledge framework summarized yesterday.

Jian Yiran came out with a wet face and saw Yunyan reading the handwriting.

She leaned over to take a look, and her eyes immediately revealed an expression of doubt about life.

As a Ph.D., occasionally get in touch with students in biology. Jian Yiran is still impressed by those anatomical words.

Therefore, she immediately knew what Yunyan had summed up.

"You, you, you summed up so much handwriting in one night?"

Yunyan shook her head, "It's been summed up since the afternoon of the day before yesterday."

Jian Yiran said, "Boss, aren't you planning to learn mechanics?"

There's nothing wrong with that.

Yun Yan nodded in agreement, "Yes, I was listening to a seminar on biology recently. I was worried that I would not understand, so I tried to do some homework."

Jian Yiran: "..."

Chapter 142

During breakfast, Jian Yiran asked Yunyan which seminar she was going to attend today.

Yunyan thought about it and said, "Cognitive and perceptual research."

This is a relatively hot research field in neurocomputing science in the past two years. It happened that the teacher who was tutoring Yunyan emphasized the two knowledge chains of intracranial perceptual conduction and neurotransmitter transmission.

Jian Yiran said, "It's just right, we and Xiao Jiu and the others are going to listen to this. Let's go together?"

Since it was all by the way, Yunyan naturally agreed.

Yunyan thought about her notebook that was almost full of writing.

There's really nothing in there.

The front is the performance paper for the third grade topic, and there are several written English and Chinese compositions.

Turning from back to front is the key knowledge summary of each seminar.

As for the middle part, it is filled with biological knowledge...

Thinking about it is also very sad.

But then again, after being in Philadelphia for so long, Yunyan has never visited the supermarket for daily necessities.

So Yunyan asked Sister Jian about this, she needed to buy a new book.

Yun Yan calculated and conservatively estimated that she still needed two more books before the seminar was over.

Hearing this sentence, before Jian Yiran had time to say anything, a boy who went to pick up Yunyan said, "Yunyan, finished writing in the notebook you brought?"

Yunyan paused for a while, and said very frankly, "I brought one over, and I'm almost finished."

The main reason is that the book is A4 loose-leaf paper, which is large and thick.

There are quite a few such notebooks in Yunyan's family for taking notes. Chinese is slow to write, and it takes three weeks to finish a book.

Who knew that English could be written so quickly, and she could write seventeen or eight pages in one afternoon and one night. She made a mistake.

others:"……"

"I've finished writing a book."

"Baby, have you finished writing the book I bought for you?"

"Grass, don't be so disgusting? That's just the book you brought me along the way. Thank you."

Jian Yiran's reaction was the most normal. She said, "There is a stationery store right behind the school. I'll take you there after lunch."

Yunyan smiled, "Thank you, senior."

The boy who was in the eighth grade at the beginning said: "...Senior sister?"

Jian Yiran: "?"

Is there anything wrong?

The boy put down his knife and fork and said, "Shouldn't it be better to just call your name? Yunyan is the future of Mo Shen..."

Before the boy finished speaking, Jian Yiran gave him a mouthful of bread.

Jian Yiran said indifferently, "Have a good breakfast."

Others except Jiyuan: "???"

Mao Jiuyi said, "I heard you mentioned Mo Shen."

"I heard it too."

"Yunyan is the Mo God...what?"

Yunyan, who was eating breakfast, watched everyone put down their knives and forks, and suddenly felt a little stunned. She really never thought that my Qing seniors and seniors were hiding a gossip heart under the appearance of a school tyrant.

Jian Yiran said, "School girl, what else could it be?"

"Fuck you, the people in the hospital are gasping for words, I thought there was something."

Crisis lifted.

Jian Yiran thought, after all, it was someone else's marriage contract, and the main lord hasn't spoken yet, how can I directly announce other people's affairs on my own side.

Even if Mo Shen and Yun Yan had no intention of concealing it, it was clear that neither of them had any intention of telling the world right now.

So, don't talk about it all over the place.

The eighth-grade boy of Yuyu was fed a mouthful of bread, and he thought of this with hindsight.

So he quietly swallowed the bread, not even saying "why".

Others were just gasping for breath as classmates from the Jiyuan Institute.

The atmosphere at the dining table began to become active again, "I just said, when I suddenly mentioned Mo Shen, I thought we Yunyan would have famous flowers and owners."