Chapter 620

Hu Qingyuan had a handsome face, stood at 1.78 meters—not short—and his large eyes gave him a somewhat silly-cute look.

Zhou Yuanqi had noticed this big boy yesterday, but in front of Fang Ziye she dared not behave recklessly; now, however, she wanted to strike up a conversation with Hu Qingyuan.

Hu Qingyuan nodded slightly and smiled: "Yes, Senior Sister Zhou, I also feel it's my fortune to follow Master."

"Is Professor Fang very strict with his students? You're a Master's Student—how many papers did you publish during your undergraduate years?" Zhou Yuanqi was curious about this young talent like Fang Ziye: what requirements did he have for recruiting students, and were they higher than her own teacher's?

Hu Qingyuan shook his head frankly: "Senior Sister, I didn't publish any papers during my undergraduate years; my grade point average was just decent."

"What's your average grade point?" Zhou Yuanqi asked.

"3.9! On a four-point scale." Hu Qingyuan replied.

Zhou Yuanqi was stunned.

Generally speaking, for college final exams, 60–69 points corresponds to a grade point of 1.0–1.9; 70–79 points, 2.0–2.9; 80–89 points, 3.0–3.9; 90–100 points, 4.0–4.9.

But this is a five-point scale; on a four-point scale, you subtract 1.0 from the original basis!

A 3.9 average grade point is equivalent to 4.9 at some universities, meaning a comprehensive average final score of 98?

This is a freak of nature.

After Jingdu University piloted the grading system for the 2020 and 2021 cohorts, it no longer calculates GPA; all students use excellence rate (a%) and good-excellent rate (ab%) instead of GPA. If GPA is indeed needed, during the pilot period it is temporarily calculated according to the scheme of a3.9, b3.4, c2.5, d1.5, f0.

85–100 points are uniformly counted as 3.9.

Zhou Yuanqi secretly gave Hu Qingyuan a thumbs-up: "Impressive, a Top Student."

Hu Qingyuan shook his head: "Senior Sister Zhou, at Jingdu University, no one dares call themselves a Top Student, right?"

"You're an undergraduate from Han City University, right? You stayed at Han City University because of Professor Fang?" Zhou Yuanqi became curious again.

With that grade point, Hu Qingyuan was definitely guaranteed direct admission to graduate school at Jingdu University, but Hu Qingyuan did not choose that.

"Just an accident."

"I originally wanted to go to Huashan Hospital." Hu Qingyuan did not hide his original thoughts, because there was truly no need to.

"Following Professor Fang won't be worse than you going to Huashan Hospital to follow a good teacher." Zhou Yuanqi was also a medical major, so she knew the value of Huashan Hospital.

"Choosing a good supervisor means the people you meet, the things you see, and the angles from which you think about problems will all be different." Zhou Yuanqi stood with her hands behind her back, carrying herself with quite the air of a Senior Sister.

"Senior Sister Zhou's supervisor is an Academician; presumably his thinking is on a different level. I wonder what Professor Zhang usually tells you all?" Hu Qingyuan asked openly.

Han City University's degrees were indeed not top-tier, but among those who did well enough at Han City University, none would feel inferior about their degrees, nor would they be intimidated when facing students from Tsinghua or Jingdu University.

"It's probably just academic matters, probably not much different from what Professor Fang usually tells you." Zhou Yuanqi replied cautiously.

"Fellow Trainee Hu, in your opinion, what kind of person is Professor Fang?"

Hu Qingyuan thought seriously and replied: "A very good teacher!"

"That's all?" This was not the answer Zhou Yuanqi wanted.

Zhou Yuanqi thought Hu Qingyuan would say that Fang Ziye had strong personal charm.

"Master is a good teacher; he teaches me many academic questions and gives me opportunities to participate in some very interesting experiments." Hu Qingyuan spoke modestly.

"Does Professor Fang usually give you a graduate student stipend?"

"How much?" Zhou Yuanqi wanted to know exactly how good a good teacher was.

"I'm still an undergraduate now—eight hundred a month. After I become a graduate student, because I need standardized training, there's a hospital subsidy, so they only pay six hundred." Hu Qingyuan answered truthfully.

"Alright, quite stingy." Zhou Yuanqi lowered her voice.

Hearing Zhou Yuanqi say this, Hu Qingyuan was unhappy: "Doesn't it come to the same amount either way? It's just pocket money."

"Jingdu University's supervisors might be relatively more generous." Zhou Yuanqi expressed herself subtly.

Hu Qingyuan stopped replying!

Is there a difference between eight hundred and eighteen hundred a month?

……

After Fang Ziye went out, Zhou Yuanqi quickly closed her mouth.

After Zhou Yuanqi brought Fang Ziye and Hu Qingyuan to the floor where the meal was served, Fang Ziye went toward the table where Professor Zhang Limin was.

After finishing her task, Zhou Yuanqi said: "Fellow Trainee Hu, this is a self-service breakfast; go get your own food! ~"

"Your teacher might not be able to attend to you. The person sitting next to my teacher is Professor Mei from the University of Chinese Academy of Sciences, the other professor in China second only to my supervisor."

Hu Qingyuan nodded and followed Zhou Yuanqi away.

After getting his food, Hu Qingyuan found a seat and sat down, not far from Fang Ziye.

Thus he could faintly hear Professor Zhang Limin, Professor Mei, and several other unknown professors praising his own teacher, and his own teacher was not too humble.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, they finally moved the topic elsewhere……

Hu Qingyuan wanted to keep listening, but unexpectedly Zhou Yuanqi sat right across from him, and after sitting down she slightly tidied her air bangs.

Hu Qingyuan frowned slightly, lowered his head, and began shoveling rice.

Zhou Yuanqi asked with a strong sense of sneakiness: "Fellow Trainee Hu, may I ask if your supervisor can take on postdoctoral researchers?"

"My supervisor's postdoctoral mobile station quotas are already full. Currently, there are very few experts in China engaged in this field, so the postdoctoral mobile station actually……"

For those who specialize in scientific research, after graduating with a doctorate, having some work experience at a postdoctoral mobile station is also quite critical.

First, the income is high; second, it's a platform for a leap forward.

The annual salary at a postdoctoral mobile station is generally about one and a half times higher than formally joining a university.

"I haven't heard of this. My supervisor only became a Doctoral Supervisor this year, and I don't know about next year's situation." Hu Qingyuan shook his head.

"Then what fields does Professor Fang's current research direction roughly cover? Is the gene sequencing he does also related to tumors?" Zhou Yuanqi continued asking.

Whether it's suitable to enter a postdoctoral mobile station also depends on whether the general direction of research is consistent.

"My Master researches many directions. Clinically there are different disease types, such as the treatment of diabetic foot and bone defects!"

"As for basic research, besides gene sequencing, there's also tumor chemotherapy and so on." Hu Qingyuan said.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuanqi looked up at Hu Qingyuan, and after discovering that Hu Qingyuan did not seem to be lying, she immediately stopped asking more.

This is a "big shot who can do everything"! Can't afford to offend him!

Ordinary people won't specialize in or be good at so many things; if such a person exists, they must be someone seeking fame and reputation.

Hu Qingyuan didn't answer much either.

"Junior Brother Hu, what about you?" When she was almost done eating, Zhou Yuanqi saw that Hu Qingyuan didn't want to speak, so she asked further.

"The miRNA sequencing is one of my teacher's sub-projects," Hu Qingyuan replied.

"Why is your teacher like that? Can't they just specialize in one thing?"

"It's like trying to do everything but mastering nothing," Zhou Yuanqi emphasized.

Hu Qingyuan ate quickly and had already finished; he was waiting for Fang Ziye to stand up so he could follow behind Fang Ziye.

"Senior Sister Zhou, do you think my teacher isn't good at academics?" Hu Qingyuan's mindset was very sneaky.

Don't you want to reorganize your language? Look at what your teacher has done before saying such things?

If we really compare the clinical practicality of research projects, the total number of projects your teacher has produced may not be as abundant as what my teacher has produced!

Just in terms of research significance, perhaps your supervisor's depth of study and accumulation are even greater than my teacher's.

Zhou Yuanqi also felt she might have said the wrong thing: "I didn't mean that, but there is too little information and material about Professor Fang online."

"Always feel like there's something?"

Hu Qingyuan knew the other party had swallowed the words "not living up to their name," but Hu Qingyuan's mindset remained steady: "Anyway, I think my teacher is quite good, Senior Sister, you don't need to inquire anymore."

Hu Qingyuan used the word "inquire."

The two were talking when a relatively bright voice came from next door: "Professor Fang? Professor Fang, you're here too?"

"I really didn't expect it."

Fang Ziye was originally chatting with Professor Zhang Limin and others when he suddenly heard a slightly familiar voice intrude, and he hurriedly turned his head.

Looking at the person who came, Fang Ziye discovered he didn't recognize the other party at all.

But the person who came, Tan Hongwei, knew Professor Zhang Limin, and Professor Zhang Limin also knew him: "Professor Tan and Professor Fang know each other?"

Fang Ziye heard the other party's surname and only then understood this was Professor Tan Hongwei of the Basic Research Institute of the Eastern Han Academy of Sciences who had called him before.

That is, one of the persons in charge of the Basic Research Institute of Peking Union Medical College Hospital!

"Hello, Professor Tan." Fang Ziye stood up and extended his hand, shaking hands with him.

After Tan Hongwei arrived, Professor Tan Mengran, who was opposite Zhang Limin, decisively picked up her meal tray to make room.

Although he was also a professor, and also a Professor Tan, compared with Tan Hongwei, he could still make way for this senior whose basic research was very profound.

There was still plenty of time before the meeting started, and many things were being presided over by associate professors over there, so Zhang Limin was not in a hurry either.

After Tan Weihong thanked Tan Mengran, he openly left the crowd and sat down, then briefly explained how he knew Fang Ziye:

"Professor Zhang, the reason I know Professor Fang is that he planted a super big mine for many research groups of our basic research."

"And this mine has not yet been dismantled; many of our research groups cannot complete their projects."

Zhang Limin also worked on tumors, and his student Xie Shulan was also influenced by Fang Ziye, so he was aware of this matter.

He then said: "Professor Mei, you know about this matter too, right?"

Professor Mei of the University of Chinese Academy of Sciences also did tumor gene sequencing, so of course he knew a little; Professor Mei was slender in build, and at this moment he touched his chin and smiled foolishly: "I dare not mention it."

As for Fang Ziye's matter, not to say it was done absolutely well, but no one dared to openly say Fang Ziye did it improperly.

Fang Ziye did his own research, not to serve other research groups so they could successfully complete their projects.

Fang Ziye was not targeting one person, but all research groups, those research groups related to tumors; so if you privately stand out to oppose Fang Ziye, or say bad things about Fang Ziye, you lose from the start.

However, this matter indeed affected many research groups; Professor Mei himself had also fiercely studied the article Fang Ziye published, and currently dared not "expose the fraud" against it.

Professor Tan Hongwei, upon hearing this, said: "This kind of thing shouldn't be discussed in detail; Professor Fang's academic attainment is unfathomable."

"Professor Fang, I don't know how you've considered the matter I suggested to you last time?"

"Our Basic Medical College has always been ready to welcome you with a swept mat."

Tan Hongwei really played the shameless card; in front of so many people, he took the initiative to bring up the matter of poaching him.

Zhang Limin's face darkened slightly; this kind of thing he himself didn't dare to do, Tan Hongwei not only did it, but also made it so public?

"Professor Tan, thank you for your kindness; I have thought about it carefully, and still feel that my current unit is quite good."

"Therefore, I can only fail to live up to Professor Tan's good intentions." Fang Ziye said with cupped hands.

Fang Ziye refused so decisively in front of so many people, not leaving himself a way out, which was also unexpected by Tan Hongwei.

"Professor Fang, anyway, these words are always valid, and the treatment can always be discussed."

"Professor Fang, you might as well consider it for a while."

Professor Tan Hongwei continued: "Professor Zhang, the task you gave me, I have always kept it in mind."

Zhang Limin, one person, simultaneously held positions in multiple units; not only was he the director in Jingdu University's laboratory, but he also held a concurrent post at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, and he had influence in both places, counting as one of the few who could "draw benefits from both sides."

Moreover, Professor Zhang Limin cooperated with many teams in the Basic Laboratory of Peking Union Medical College Hospital; after all, Xie Shulan worked in the National Key Tumor Laboratory of Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

Zhang Limin nodded and said: "If Professor Tan, you can really bring Professor Fang over, that would be great."

"Previously, our research group had a rather difficult academic problem; Professor Tan Mengran and I didn't pay attention to it, but my graduate student, having nothing better to do, gave it two tries."

"After Professor Fang shared last week, he did it this Monday, and now he really has obtained some indicative results."

"That's really awesome! ~"

"I admire him." Zhang Limin was not stingy with his praise of Fang Ziye.

What he said was not particularly flattering; he and Professor Tan Mengran indeed didn't take Fang Ziye's words to heart, but one of his students did take them to heart, and actually tried it!

One try and the result was right!

Whether it was accidental or inevitable, this represented that Fang Ziye had very deep skill; at least he could sit and discuss the Dao with him, Zhang Limin, and others!

Professor Tan Hongwei said: "Professor Zhang, those who can stir up muddy waters in the basic tumor research field—if they didn't have the ability to cause a great disturbance in the Heavenly Palace, wouldn't they have been suppressed long ago."

"I never doubt Professor Fang's academic ability."

「……」

The group then shifted the topic elsewhere, mainly discussing what areas of gene sequencing could still be developed, and which could not.

Could an artificial intelligence model be established to directly predict gene sequences that might exist?

Such artificial intelligence already exists abroad; if China enters the field now, wouldn't it just be wasting money on such high-sounding research projects...

Doing research projects requires not only advancing the state of the art, but also timeliness and economy; at least from a macro perspective, standing in the position of Professor Zhang Limin and others, these must be considered.

Zhang Limin is already an Academician; he does not need a few ordinary papers to provide his research accumulation. What he considers is whether something is useful, whether it can create economic value for China, and whether it can truly provide some convenience for patients.

Can it provide a new gold standard for tumor diagnosis, and so on—major, advanced, very practical research directions that sink down to reality.

Hu Qingyuan simply waited quietly, quietly watching his teacher and Professor Zhang Limin and others chatting happily.

At this moment, Hu Qingyuan discovered that his teacher was the complete body, or rather, the free body.

There was no so-called identity burden, no so-called human relations; simply discussing pure academic issues as a scholar.

Fang Ziye dared to express opinions, and he did not need to consider what relationship the person sitting opposite had with him, or whether he needed to give the other party face or anything like that; compared to the sanatorium, it was actually much more relaxed.

Eating breakfast with one person is a very ordinary thing!

But who you can eat breakfast with is related to your own comprehensive accumulation.

People who can eat breakfast with Zhang Limin—at his current age and position, there are not many who can squeeze into this circle.

Ordinary professors would not easily have such an opportunity.

Hu Qingyuan was listening when Zhou Yuanqi opposite suddenly said: "Fellow Trainee Hu, what directions are the research projects your teacher is doing?"

"It seems I haven't heard of any basic tumor research projects?"

Hu Qingyuan placed both hands flat on his legs and said openly: "There are none currently being done, but there are ones done before."

Zhou Yuanqi's eyes flashed immediately, and he said: "Fellow Trainee Hu, your teacher wouldn't be that Project Killer who has been spreading fiercely in the circle recently, would he?"

"Project Killer?" Hu Qingyuan had never heard of this nickname.

"That is, the Project Killer who makes many research project groups unable to finish their topics, only raising problems but not responsible for solving them?"

"Haven't you seen it on Moments?"

Zhou Yuanqi asked and answered himself: "Oh, maybe you can't see it either; such related Moments are quickly deleted, and it's impossible for them to ferment into your circle."

Regarding the 'rumor' that Fang Ziye was rated as a Research Killer, it cannot be spread too widely; otherwise, only more people will think others 'cannot afford to lose'!

If they can't handle the project, they start targeting people.

Moreover, Fang Ziye is affiliated with Han City University; even if you spread the name around, Han City University will only take pride in it, and will not be afraid because of it.

A project that can make other universities afraid—Han City University absolutely supports it with both hands and feet raised. This must be one of the projects that will break professional and even disciplinary barriers and form a nightmare for the discipline; it is the dream project of every famous university!

Such a project could directly allow a university's major to overtake on a curve, achieve a cliff-like improvement in strength, and soar to the sky.

Therefore, 'arranging' Fang Ziye like this is not only meaningless, but also has side effects and negative effects.

If Han City University makes him popular, then Han City University will instead become famous first.

It might poach some clueless 'melon-eating crowds,' such as Gaokao Champions and the like.

Hu Qingyuan did not answer anymore.

Just then, Hu Qingyuan suddenly received a text message, a real text message.

It caused a notification to come on his mobile phone screen, notifying him that his bank card had been charged, and the balance after consumption was 132545...

Although Zhou Yuanqi was sitting opposite Hu Qingyuan, he also saw this string of numbers very clearly.

Even if the last digit is a dot, it proves that Hu Qingyuan's strength is quite awesome.

Zhou Yuanqi raised his head in astonishment, feeling that the whole world was about to go crazy.

An undergraduate casually carrying over a million yuan and walking around?

Zhou Yuanqi: 「……」

Hu Qingyuan's expression was very calm; after pressing the side button, he also said nothing.

After a full minute, Zhou Yuanqi asked: "Are you a rich second generation?"

Hu Qingyuan said: "My parents are both ordinary people."

Zhou Yuanqi's brain crashed again...

Soon, Fang Ziye brought Hu Qingyuan to the site of the academic conference, also as an audience member, and heard some top professors' ideas and thoughts on basic scientific research.

Sitting below, Fang Ziye clapped to welcome, listened quietly, and clapped to see them off like a robot.

Hu Qingyuan also listened to these academic reports and said in a low voice: "Master, these professors' thinking is too lively, isn't it?"

"Some ideas and concepts can be called extraordinary, but it is very difficult to replicate them in reality."

Hu Qingyuan's eyes lit up, because these thoughts could no longer be simply described with the two words 'amazing.'

Fang Ziye at this moment finally understood in his heart what these big shots were thinking and doing.

He finally understood the big shots' vision and their thinking mode; compared to his teacher-grandfather, they were more open and flexible, and there were many good ideas, but they were hindered by reality and could not break through forward.

There is a direction, but how to walk toward this direction and go deep into it, and how to handle detail problems, is very difficult.

At this moment, Fang Ziye no longer dared to look down on anyone!

At this moment, Fang Ziye finally understood why Professor Li Yongjun had said those words to him before.

In this world, there are many geniuses, and there are also many people with lively thinking and ideas; at least he has contacted very many.

However, people who can replicate their thinking into reality like Fang Ziye are very few.

Part of them, after achieving this step, became top professors and Academicians...

More people are bitterly waiting for opportunities, waiting to turn their ideas into reality and transform them into foundation.

Thinking out of thin air, everyone can do it; everyone can do it; this is fair.

Fang Ziye thought his prepared academic report could be very eye-catching here, but as a result, he found that he only received some applause of 'human relations.'

Fang Ziye's thinking mode was not so down-to-earth; at least in their view, it was not down-to-earth enough.

Moreover, some of the methodologies in the academic report Fang Ziye prepared were not even as impressive as those of the other professors!

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, Professor Zhang Limin, acting as the host, hurriedly invited the next speaker, and from afar, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, smiled at Fang Ziye.

As if saying, Little Junior Brother, you want to shoot me from a remote location — is your fire candidate still far from sufficient?

Ah?

Until the whole day's academic report concluded.

Fang Ziye did not have an opportunity to speak, but being able to sit inside and speak as a speaker is itself a kind of glory...

Others also did not slight or ignore Fang Ziye because his thinking was not impressive enough; on the contrary, because Fang Ziye was young, he attracted the attention of the few people sitting beside him.

After paying attention to his identity, they paid attention to personal matters.

Married or not? Got a partner?

It was as if Fang Ziye was both one of the scholars, and like a little junior brother, or a little nephew.

That evening, Zhou Yuanqi saw Fang Ziye off from the hotel.

At the doorway, Fang Ziye said: "Dr. Zhou, you don't need to see me off. I'm going to visit a few old seniors, so I'll arrange the rest of the schedule myself."

"I still have to fly a trip to Magic Capital."

Zhou Yuanqi hesitated: "But?"

"Just pass my words to Professor Zhang. I've done your job before; me visiting old seniors is my personal choice and freedom, right?"

Only then did Zhou Yuanqi wave with Fang Ziye, and kept scanning the back views of Fang Ziye and Hu Qingyuan.

These two are quite interesting; one is not old in age but has great fame.

One is even younger in age, with extraordinary net worth!

That's not seven figures, but eight figures — eight figures of savings, what kind of net worth does that come with?!

Zhou Yuanqi felt extremely surprised.

Of course, Fang Ziye got feedback quickly in the car; Professor Zhang Limin enthusiastically asked if Fang Ziye had time to eat together for dinner, and Fang Ziye politely refused.

He originally intended to eat with Professor Zhang Limin, hoping Professor Zhang could help him, but after attending today's top-tier academic discussion meeting, Fang Ziye felt he was too shallow.

He himself could not, from a thinking standpoint, achieve absolute crushing superiority over Professor Zhang Limin and the others; their theoretical level is at least Level 5 or above.

Unless Fang Ziye deliberately drills into gene sequencing for several years, and only after accumulating enough, would it be possible.

So, before this, Fang Ziye had still thought things too simply himself.

His own accumulation is still not enough.

Not enough is not enough; go find people he can persuade — one is Professor Qiu Zhenghua, one is Old Professor Gu Yuandong...

Hu Qingyuan followed cautiously behind Fang Ziye, not daring to move a single step more along the whole way.

Academician is one of the top honors in the domestic academic circle; every one is an Academic Hall of Fame level figure.

This time, at a glance, he saw three who were related to the medical circle.

And all had face-to-face exchanges.

This is no easy feat!

So, what Fang Ziye said before — that he might not be able to give the Academician Team such generous conditions, but it wouldn't be far off — was not bragging.

Sunday, evening, ten o'clock.

Enshi, Airport!

Hu Qingyuan placed his two hands folded before his abdomen, tilted his head looking at Fang Ziye, steps slightly staggering, walking an eight-character step, looking not too steady: "Master?"

"These past few days, the ones we saw really were Professor Zhang Limin, Professor Qiu Zhenghua, and Professor Gu Yuandong — it's not that I'm dreaming?"

Being a Zhujian, no matter how much money you earn, you have no opportunity to come into contact with this kind of figure.

You also have no opportunity to know their cognition about academics, their understanding of the world, their views on the unknown, their exploration planning for the future.

"Mm, what's strange about this? Next time if there's an opportunity, we still have to go pay a visit."

"This time we went empty-handed; next time you'll have to help me carry things." Fang Ziye said.

Hu Qingyuan still walked not too straight; he felt his feet somewhat light and floating: "Master, can I still go next time?"

"The two Senior Brothers?"

Fang Ziye gently shook his head, looking at Hu Qingyuan: "Qingyuan, you must know, even if you are more unorthodox, once you walk onto the proper path, the upper limit you can reach is higher than your two Senior Brothers."

"The price and effort you need to pay will only be less than theirs, so Master will look down upon you even more!"

"Conversely, if bringing them along, it would only make them become high-eyed but low-handed." This is Fang Ziye's understanding.

Hu Qingyuan was brought by Fang Ziye because Fang Ziye felt Hu Qingyuan had sufficient talent; the other two, unless they have a very special fortuitous encounter.

Otherwise, their upper limit really is just this step of Deng Yong.

Hu Qingyuan no longer replied.

Fang Ziye also didn't speak further.

That evening, Fang Ziye received a call from Hu Qingyuan: "Master, do you really want to publish something through a short video platform?"

"I've already deleted all my previous videos; if you have a need, I can transfer my account to you."

"Or?"

"I'll just @ you directly."

"Hm? You're not doing live streaming anymore?" Fang Ziye asked.

Hu Qingyuan replied: "Master, I'll still do it, but what I'm more interested in now is the track Master you're currently on, sharing some things ordinary people can't see with everyone."

"Occasionally streaming games again."

"Really just occasionally! ~"

Luo Tingzhu typed opposite Fang Ziye: You misled him into crippling himself! Others earn over a hundred thousand a month.

Fang Ziye said: "Qingyuan, you need to calm down a bit."

"Don't make such an impulsive decision. You can slow down the streaming rhythm first. After you really feel interested in research and clinical work, then..."

Hu Qingyuan directly interrupted: "Master, I know."

"Even being an internet celebrity has its tracks."

"Master, this thing, I might be more familiar with it than you. Although the audience may not be wide, I have a way to expand the audience! ~"

"Master, I didn't consult you in advance. I posted a short video introducing myself about to switch tracks, so your account might see a follower surge recently."

"Hope Master you don't mind." Hu Qingyuan said.

"What did you say?" Fang Ziye hearing this, immediately opened Douyin.

As it turned out, his account originally only had a few thousand fans, now already had close to ten thousand, and was still rapidly fermenting.

No way, does Hu Qingyuan this internet celebrity have this much energy?

Actually, what Fang Ziye didn't know was, on Douyin right now, about Hu Qingyuan this genius "game" youth switching careers, it was almost rushing to trending.

Mainly because the keywords were stimulating enough.

Game anchor, career switch, change profession, master's student, becoming a disciple...

These keywords directly poked the soft spot in some game players' hearts.

Who says people who play games don't study well?

Look look look?

We who play games can also study extremely awesomely.

In Eastern Han, surely no one would look down on even a master's degree right? Even if there were, no one would say it outright.

And it's a medical major, even more stimulating!

Fang Ziye after being hung up on, somewhat dazedly looked towards Luo Tingzhu.

However, in his heart, wild joy rose up.

No way?

This fast, fan count went up?

Then can I, walk a very fast path of accumulating knowledge points?

For example, on short videos, post some popular science medical, research short videos and such, others follow and do, or follow and learn, isn't that large amounts of knowledge points?

(Chapter End)