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Just as Damon was about to say, "Then you come and listen to this, do you understand?", he suddenly remembered that the little girl beside him really understood.
Yesterday, the two seats were connected, and he could occasionally scan Yunyan's notes.
Although the handwriting is a bit sloppy because of the fast writing, after listening to a seminar, she can summarize the knowledge framework.
This has been very rare.
Even he didn't sort out the framework himself, just wrote down the content of the knowledge points.
Going to go back and look at the theoretical framework.
Yesterday, Dimon originally wanted to borrow notes from Yunyan.
But Fang Yunyan was mentally exhausted yesterday. As soon as the speaker announced the end of the meeting, she packed her luggage and left.
I plan to go back to eat and rest early so that can replenish energy today.
Dimon said, "I really didn't expect you to be a high school student. But I think you're very good. Judging from your topic selection, we both heard that most of the seminars overlapped."
When he praised Yunyan, he brought himself in at the same time.
After a pause, he added, "Many people listen to the seminar by looking at which one is easy to listen to. I am different. I have studied all the keynote speakers."
Yunyan: "Huh?"
"I not only study the theme of the seminar, but also choose which one I go to according to the status of the speaker in the academic world."
"That's how you make sure you're following the trends of the world," Dimon said.
Yunyan said, "I admire and admire."
After all, well-known speakers must have a lot of R&D experience, and their sense of smell is more sensitive to the frontier of technology than ordinary people.
This is the reason why Dimon studies so much.
"It took me a lot of time to research this. If you want to know, I can tell you the next process."
Yunyan felt Dimon's pride and enthusiasm, "I've already thought about what I should listen to, thank you."
Damon: "..."
Yunyan felt like she was about to talk to death, so she quickly made up for it and said, "No, I studied mechanical engineering in my undergraduate degree. I discussed it with the teacher and knew what to listen to."
Damon recovered, "Oh, you said yesterday that you learned mechanics."
He asked, "I think you have more potential in biology, why don't you study this?"
Dimon didn't lower his voice when he said this.
Senior Sister Mao Jiuyu at the back table heard this and answered for Yunyan: "Because you may find out later that Yunyan's research on machinery has more potential?"
Damon: "..."
Daimon and Mao Jiuyi knew each other, and they both had a major. When they participated in various domestic conferences before, they had made some contacts.
He knew that Mao Jiuyi was not a person who liked to talk big.
If Mao Jiuyu can speak his praises, then this person must be very powerful.
Dimon glanced at Mao Jiuyu, then looked at Yunyan next to him, showing an unbelievable expression.
"High school student?"
Mao Jiuyu nodded, "Yes."
Dimon felt a little bit autistic.
Yunyan didn't know what kind of riddle the two were playing, so she picked up her mobile phone and sent a message to Yuanmo.
It is 9:10 in the morning in Philadelphia time, and in China it is 9:00 in the night before.
Yunyan thought, Mexico should go home.
She asked, "Mexico, how is your project doing?"
Yuan Mo was still in the computer room, he pinched the root of his nose, and the expression between his eyebrows was a little serious.
But when he saw that the phone was on, this seriousness was taken back by him very well.
"It's still in progress, and there are many difficulties."
Yunyan said: "Even if it is difficult, don't work too hard. Only when you have enough energy will you have the strength to solve this difficulty."
The expression in Yuan Mo's eyebrows softened, he quietly screened the screen, and typed, "Yeah."
This time, he took the initiative to tell Yunyan about the project time, so that Yunyan would not worry about it.
"The time for this project is one year, and there is still a long time left. I will not tire myself out."
Just after typing this word, someone felt sleepy, really tired.
Yunyan asked again, "Mexico has done this project recently, what about the company's affairs?"
"The company has Xu Chi."
"What about the boss's cat?"
As the number one admirer of Y-ITC, Yunyan naturally knew that Xu Chi was the boss' name.
Therefore, when she saw Xu Chi, she thought of Daju. But she didn't want to call the boss's name directly, so she used these two words instead.
Yuan Mo was silent for a while, he was really tired of programming recently, and seeing this sentence reflected the matter of 'do you have a cat?' for a while.
Then I remembered later that I am not the boss yet.
The boss is Xu Chi.
I am just a humble big orange breeder.
Yuan Mo replied, "The boss is raising Daju himself, and his life is very nourishing."
Yun Yan's tone inevitably carried a little admiration, "The boss is very powerful. He has built such a big company, and he still has time to raise cats."
Yuan Mo: "..."
Yuan Mo looked at the light from the Sanjiao window outside the window and took a deep breath, thinking that he couldn't care about Xu Chi.
Xu Chi, who was far away in Hai Province, hugged the big orange in his arms and sneezed suddenly.
He looked at Xu Daju with questioning eyes, "Daju, are you thinking of me?"
Daju gave him a face without love, and asked him to go back and reflect on his own.
If it hadn't been able to break free from this man's embrace, would it still be held by him as a hand warmer?
Seeing that it was almost twenty-five minutes, Yunyan sent Yuan Mo: "Brother Mo, the seminar is about to start, I'm off."