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    The spirit finally recovered a little.

    But she still felt tired, and she was constantly exposed to high-intensity learning of new knowledge every day, which really couldn't be solved by sleeping.

    After getting up to wash, Jian Yiran also got up to wash.

    Yun Yan rubbed her neck and wrists in the bedroom to refresh herself.

    Today is a seminar on machinery, so she can't be discouraged.

    After kneading, Yunyan opened her newly bought notebook.

    On the title page, she drew a brief summary of the knowledge chain, and it was she who called Yuan Mo in the past few days to hear what Yuan Mo mentioned.

    It is also the project that Yuanmo is doing now.

    Yunyan didn't know why Yuanmo did this, but it happened that she had a lot of biological science resources, so Yunyan tried to find out.

    The results of the understanding are organized at the back of the title page.

    From basic concepts to biomaterial selection to mechanical engineering fabrication.

    A big book was put together.

    When Jian Yiran came out after washing up, Yun Yan closed the notebook and put it aside.

    I took a new book and stuffed it into my schoolbag, and went out to eat with my senior sister.

    Jian Yiran said: "Yunyan, I've been stalking you these days. Although we usually have a little cooperation with the Institute of Computer Science, I am a complete mechanical layman, and I don't bother to listen to any seminars by myself these days, so I just follow you left!"

    Yunyan nodded: "Okay, but I usually follow the teacher... Old Liao."

    In the dazed eyes of Sister Jian, Yunyan explained, "Elder Liao has designated several seminars for me to attend. In addition to these, I must also attend the seminar opened by Mr. Liao."

    Therefore, in terms of mechanics, Yun Yan actually doesn't have to think much about which game he should go to.

    Basically everything is specified.

    Jian Yiran said, "It doesn't matter. I'm in a half-dozen soy sauce state now, so I'll follow you. The main reason is that I can ask you if I don't understand it when I get back."

    Yunyan: "???"

    As they spoke, they walked across the corridor.

    I met Mao Jiuyi and her companions at the elevator entrance, and they greeted them friendly.

    Although Jian Yiran already knew that Mao Jiuyi unilaterally disliked Yunyan when Yunyan didn't know it, and then unilaterally eliminated this idea.

    But she still felt that Mao Jiuyi might be a little uncomfortable when she saw Yunyan when there were few people.

    Embarrassment is human after all.

    Of course, the case of everyone working together is another matter.

    Jian Yiran was still thinking of adjusting herself in the middle.

    Who knew that Mao Jiuyi greeted Yunyan like a friend.

    Jian Yiran suddenly felt as if she had missed something.

    Before she could understand, she heard Mao Jiuyi ask, "Yunyan, what seminar are you going to attend?"

    Yunyan said a few approximate names.

    Mao Jiuyi looked at her companion and said, "It just so happens that the two of us have no idea which one to listen to. Can we follow you?"

    Yunyan: "..."

    Jian Yiran: "???"

    Chapter 143

    The first session of the Mechanical Engineering Seminar was opened by Mr. Liao.

    Tsinghua students, whether they are in their majors or not, will participate. After all, this is one of the few situations where you can hear a lecturer from a master of Liao's level.

    Tsinghua students think so, and other students naturally think the same.

    Just like when the Naim seminar was full of students at the beginning, there was still half an hour before the lecture, and Yunyan saw that the number of people at the venue was already quite large.

    After Yunyan entered the door, he glanced around and found that there were Asian faces and European faces.

    It seems that everyone is worried that there will be no seats for being late.

    This is enough to demonstrate the status of Liao Lao in this field.

    Yun Yan walked back from the front row, and finally sat in the middle seat of the seventh row.

    She thought, still ahead...

    Otherwise, it would be embarrassing if Master came in and saw her count down to the seats.

    At this level of seminars abroad, no one has come to occupy four or five seats in advance.

    Even if some vacancies are occupied by personal belongings, it is the person who came to put things first, and then went to the bathroom or something.

    Therefore, Yunyan can still sit in the front seat.

    It's just that because there are too many people, it is difficult for everyone to find a row of seats, so Yunyan is separated from the senior sisters.

    Yunyan opened the notebook and first copied the subject of Mr. Liao's explanation.

    When he looked up, he found a person sitting next to him in the seat occupied by a schoolbag.

    Come on, still an acquaintance.

    The boy from Zhejiang University met yesterday.

    When the boy saw Fang Yunyan, his eyes widened, "It's a coincidence, classmate."

    This has been encountered several times in a row, and they are still in the adjacent seats. Yunyan took the initiative to introduce herself: "Fang Yunyan, freshman of Tsinghua University."

    "Dimon, Biomedical Engineering, Zhejiang University, Ph.D. 2."

    There are still more than 20 minutes before the start of the seminar, and the two slowly chatted.

    "Are you a freshman, a PhD student entering this year? Or a master's degree?"

    Dimon is more enthusiastic, otherwise he would not have thought about discussing academics with Yunyan when he first met Yunyan.

    Dimon added, "You look really young, wouldn't you be an undergrad?"

    Yunyan was silent for a while, and said, "Forget it, I'm going to be an undergraduate this year."

    "Really an undergraduate?"

    Dimon's surprised voice rose uncontrollably, and then quickly lowered, "Wait, this year's undergraduate, are you currently in high school?"

    Yunyan nodded.

    She said, "Last time I said I didn't understand the seminar on neural computing, it was true, I didn't lie to you."

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