Hui Province, the capital of Daishan City.

There were traffic and crowds. In a low-key villa, Academician Yu was looking at an LED screen, and three middle-aged men in white coats stood in front of him. The content above was "On the evolution of the Yin Spirit and the adaptation of the general environment."

"Stop." Academician Yu rubbed his eyebrows and waved his hand, and immediately a helper brought the tea. He sighed and frowned and looked at the LED screen: "No."

The three middle-aged men smiled bitterly, and one from the central government sighed: "There is too little information. After you came back from Bao'an, you have been investing in this topic. We have collected only dozens of cases of "possible" mutation in various places. Compared with the base of Yin Ling, this topic is likely to be unsatisfied."

Academician Yu did not speak and closed his eyes gently.

He recalled the boy who saw that day and said confidently that the mutation of the ghost was not an isolated case, but has been around since ancient times. Unfortunately, he was too busy and returned to Daishan the next day. Otherwise, listening to his lessons more would definitely bring new sparks.

He never thought it was a shame. He would have to be a teacher when he walked along. He would never have the advantage of fighting against the vast number of ghosts in the world.

"Our argument is too thin." After a dozen seconds, he opened his eyes and said, "You can contact the First Education University immediately and let them send all the contents of the tutor's open class...and wait."

At this moment, his cell phone suddenly shook. He picked it up and looked, "Tao, a student of the 1989, sent you a message."

Who is it?

Academician Yu couldn't remember who he was. Every day he lived in front of him was at least the top leaders of major research institutions, Zhou Xianlong's level. He clicked on it and looked at it. It was casual, but suddenly he saw the words he was interested in.

Is Teacher Qin?

It's rare, he sent a voice message: Did he write it?

Tao, a student of the 1989th class: Yes, can you disturb your time?

Yu:Fa.

Soon, a WPS file was transmitted. Other white coats were waiting quietly for Academician Yu, but he immediately clicked and started to look.

Title: On the causes, development, and possibilities of Yin Ling.

In an instant, his eyes lit up. His body couldn't help but sit up straight, and the few white coats were all stunned.

This is a manifestation of Academician Yu's interest.

What can interest this old man must be profound academic. The entire world of cultivation can only talk about the number of people with his peers. This... is this a new study sent by which big man?

I was ready to move, but no one dared to disturb me.

Academician Yu had no idea about the mood of others, because after he read three sentences, he had only one feeling.

Expert!

If this person is not in a special institution, he is at least a provincial and ministerial cadre! If he is in a special institution... he immediately began to recall his old friend.

No... it's not Lao Chen, this is not his pen tip. His age, his name is hanging on it, and he can write whatever he wants. His opinion is sharp? It doesn't exist.

It’s not Lao Ma, Lao Ma will be gentler, and this article starts with only a hundred words, with a peaceful and sharp edge, but not disgusting...

Who is this?

However, he soon stopped caring about this.

For someone like him who has been studying academics all his life, a good article is definitely equivalent to the Bugatti Veyron in the eyes of the car lovers, the winter spirits in the eyes of the drunkards, the authors, etc. I will talk about this argument later! He is very eager to see what other masters are looking at.

The first argument was quickly watched, very fast, but every word was imprinted in his mind. Three minutes later, a sound suddenly came to mind in the quiet room.

Bang!

Academician Yu's eyes were illuminating, and he slapped the armrest of the wooden chair with a strong force, shouting softly: "It's beautiful."

"Use corpse-driver to prove that the Yin Spirit will evolve under special circumstances, and its strength will increase significantly after evolution... This argument is simply the finishing touch! And it cannot be refuted at all, and there is no point in criticizing it!"

"Why didn't I expect the corpse driver?" He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately continued to watch.

He is more looking forward to the following content at the beginning.

Three minutes later.

"There are also such spirits? They parasitize human bodies since childhood. They are born with yin and yin. The host is born with yin and yang eyes. The yin spirit is half yin and half yang. As the host grows up, once it explodes... the consequences are unimaginable?"

"This argument...the evidence is actually the boy from the Seven Star Treasure House...the evidence of his life... there is actually a way to force out the common ghost...Xiao Li!!"

A white coat immediately came over: "Teacher."

"You go to the Seven Star Treasure House right away! Bring that armor... How many armors are there? Half-human and half-ghost one! Bring him to my place right away! Xiao Wang!"

"Teacher." Another white coat bowed immediately.

"You! Open my underground laboratory immediately, check all equipment and keep it running!"

"clear."

After giving these instructions, the room became quiet again, but for the next ten minutes, the sound of slapping the chairs sounded from time to time. Almost after Academician Yu read a paragraph, he had to slap to express his feelings. An excited red color appeared on his face, and his hands sometimes waved their hands gently twice.

Watch it and it's been awesome.

A good paper, a brand new perspective, and a set of enriching arguments are enough to intoxicate people who are obsessed with academics. He never expected that this paper would give him such a big surprise.

The people in the room were called out from time to time: "Xiao Zhou, please transfer the case of SRCXX City, XX Province on July 4." "Xiao Xu, please open the folder B of SRC for me..."

"It's amazing... I've heard of this case. Indeed, if this proves it, does it mean that the author's point of view? It coincides with it... This argument was chosen very well!"

"Very good, this is... the third argument, as always, perfect... Who wrote this? Who decided the information? SRC has such a strong unit now?"

Finally, the room became completely quiet.

Old Yu closed his eyes many times, and he was savoring and suppressing his anxiety. He was eager to use experiments to prove that the argument above is not wrong. This is just a paper of inference nature, and an experiment is enough. If successful...

He opened his eyes gently, but his breathing was a little heavy.

If successful... then the topic I have been studying has been pushed open!

He no longer has any doubts about the quality of the paper. The whole process was natural, and it went deeper and finally came naturally, and there was no refutation.

"The paper... is about to be discussed, and it must be controversial..." He picked up the paper with his eyelids a little twitching: "But after reading this paper, I felt that this should be like this... Not to mention the degree of enrichment of the backbone such as arguments and arguments, just the arrangement of words and logical guidance... Which master wrote this? I can't even see it?"

Under the excitement of being too excited, he had forgotten Professor Tao's words, and when he turned to the first page, he finally saw a string of names.

At the top, there is a black and bold font. The first author: Qin Ye.

The Bugatti Veyron suddenly turned into a bumblebee, and the winter spirit suddenly turned into magma.

In the room as hot as fire, Old Yu's emotions suddenly cooled down, and he looked at the name as if he had eaten SHI.

This... is a little embarrassing...

No...why are you?

How old are you? Why do you write a paper of this level? It’s not that I, Lao Yu, look down on people, but knowledge depends on time to accumulate! You are 18 years old and 81 years old? You are killing ghosts in your womb!

"Is this kid... Is he Yan Luo? I know so much about the Yin Spirit!" Old Yu felt his temples jumping, and he was so timid. Do you know that your mother? No... Where are you putting our faces like this? What about my face in my 80s? I have been studying Yin Spirit for most of my life. The big topic in my old age is actually the door opened by a teenage tutor?

Then I continued to read, the second author: Lin Han, Su Feng.

Below are more than a dozen students who participated in the writing.

He widened his eyes and tried to find the name of an old acquaintance, but... this one really didn't.

Academician Yu felt a little autistic.

"Old Yu...where are you going?" Seeing him stand up, two white coats asked immediately.

"Don't worry about me... I'll go out for a walk..." Academician Yu rubbed his dancing temples and walked to the balcony. Looking at the traffic outside, he felt depressed for no reason: "The Yangtze River's waves push the waves... No! This waves are too strange! Isn't you looking for a ghostwriter?"

No, no, let me struggle for a while... I still don't believe it... I feel that my confidence can be saved...

As if he was venting, he lit the guardrail with laughter and cry, and said to himself: "The whole paper, even if the arguments and arguments come from him, but this sophisticated integration method, this tacit cooperation between the lines, this skillful use of professional terms, this logical arrangement... I believe that he has become a senior official at the government department, and I believe that he has reached my level in SRC. I believe that he is the first tutor of the cultivation level, and I can't believe that he can't believe that he is!"

Taking a few deep breaths, he immediately took out his cell phone, found Tao Ran's number, and immediately turned on the video.

"Old Yu?" Tao Ran was also surprised on the other side of the phone. Not everyone could receive Mr Yu's video.

"Who wrote for him?" Academician Yu said in a mixed mood: "This level... is definitely written by a person who has been slapped in his pen. Who guides him?"

"It's not your writer?!" Unexpectedly, Tao Ran was even more surprised than him.

Holding the grass... Is it really the guys who made it?

In the video, the two old men stared at each other. A few seconds later, Academician Yu snorted and said, "What is my identity? He is not my illegitimate son, why should I write for him?"

Tao Ran felt his heart beating, suppressed his excitement and replied carefully: "Old Yu... Bao'an City is fully militarized. No one can go out until the next semester, even if I can't. It's even more impossible to contact the outside world. Moreover... the leaders of our school, except for the two principals, no one has this level..."

Old Yu sighed.

Didn’t he know about these things long ago?

After reading the first paragraph, he knew that it was not written by Li Tao and Xu Anguo. He called him, but he really couldn't admit this disguised failure.

What a little bastard wrote it?
Chapter completed!