(MTL)I made a fortune picking up trash

Chapter 101

    The moment the corner of Wei Ming's mouth was raised, the boy seemed to have caught something and continued: "Teacher is really amazing. I heard that Professor Sun wanted to go, but he couldn't go."     Wei Ming was very happy. Even though he knew that these children were just flattering, the depression in his heart also dissipated. He smiled and said, "The organizer gave me a few places, do you want to participate together?" The     boy looked at Wei Ming in surprise, "Really? Thank you teacher!"     Professor Wei Ming's temper is notoriously bad in the academy, not only has a quirky temper, but also likes to enslave students. This is what the outside world thinks of him. When it was transferred to him, everyone was trembling, for fear that the graduate students would not have a good life for three years.     Later, it was found that Professor Wei Ming had a bad temper, but there was no such thing as enslaving students, detaining students and preventing them from graduating.     But after two years together, I seldom saw him look so amiable.     Wei Ming waved, "Okay, I'll send you the documents when the time comes, go back and prepare well, who doesn't take it seriously..." There was a chill in his eyes.     Everyone nodded, "We will prepare well!"     At this moment, the phone at Wei Ming's desk rang, and he nodded towards them, signaling them to leave.     After the graduate students left the door, they breathed a long sigh of relief, as if they were alive again.     "Oh my God, senior brother, are you too arrogant? How did you think of those words?"     "I just said that all of a sudden..."     "Actually, the teacher is really amazing, there are big projects every year, and every year They give us subsidies on time, and even pay us to go to dinner..."     "Yeah, but every time I talk to him, I get a little scared."     "He has a bad temper, but he is actually a good teacher. "

    "I didn't know his reputation before. After I chose him, every time someone asked me if I was not afraid of Yanbi? I was a little afraid when I came to school, but I think it's just that he is stricter. Strict teachers produce high-quality students. It's true, otherwise I wouldn't be able to post so many articles in the past two years..."

    "But when did you learn to flatter the teacher? You said, when did you go to make up the class?"

    "Actually, there is no... "

    Before Wei Ming answered the phone, he shook his head helplessly when he heard the conversation of several students outside the door. In the eyes of the students, he knew exactly what kind of reputation he had, but he just felt that it was good to do his duty well, and he didn't care so much.

    After all, in a scientific research unit, the important thing is scientific research, not anything else.

    But they've changed their minds about him now, which doesn't seem like a bad feeling.

    Thinking, he answered the phone, and a hearty voice came from there, "Old Wei, it's me!"

    "Yo," Wei Ming laughed, "How come Professor Yi Mingkai from the Department of Biology of Dongbo University is free to give I called?"

    "You bastard, can you not say such a long prefix?"

    Wei Ming changed his posture, leaning his back against the chair, his body relaxed, this Yi Mingkai was his college classmate, and he was with him back then. After graduating from Ssangyong University, he went abroad to study and later worked at Dongbo University. Although the two did not communicate often, because of the same majors, there were still quite a few opportunities for contact. Even better.

    "Okay, since Professor Yi Mingkai asks so, then I'll pay more attention next time. What do you have to do with me?" Wei Ming asked, a smile flashed in his eyes. The call at this time was nothing more than a garbage pick-up activity. Last time, he knew that his old classmate, in order to watch the live broadcast of the PhD student's lecture, even promised a promise he had given in the exam.     "That..." Yi Mingkai was a little embarrassed, but thinking about it, the probability of competing with hundreds of thousands of people is too low. It is better to put down the face and directly ask old classmates for help. "Aren't you going to attend that rubbish-picking lecture? I wanted to ask, can you..."