Bind to the collection system, I became a national treasure

Chapter 334 Paper Publication

Finally, after having an in-depth understanding of the situation, the police discovered that the surveillance in the store was not turned on that day, so they had no choice but to collect evidence based on the statements of witnesses.

Concerned citizen Miss Bai said: "These two are reselling stolen goods. I have video evidence!"

Police: "Reselling stolen goods? Let me see, it's three hundred US dollars. It's worth more than 1000 RMB. We can file a criminal case. By the way, did you take pictures of the fight that followed?"

Enthusiastic citizen Miss Bai: "No! Didn't they fall by themselves?"

The police took the initiative to guide: "I heard people say, didn't they strike first?"

Enthusiastic citizen Miss Bai readily responded: "Yes, I remember now, they kicked the owner first, and then they fell down because they were weak."

The policeman nodded: "Yes, it is clear."

Finally, the two Sakura people were taken away by the police in accordance with the law for causing trouble and suspected of theft.

On that day, the enthusiastic citizen Miss Bai treated all the men in the store to French fries and hamburgers.

"Today's entire event! Miss Bai will pay for it!!"

......

The exhibition area is very large, and there is a special police station inside. When the "fat black" high school student came out, the sunset happened to be shining outside.

After stopping and looking for a while, I lowered my gaze and saw Bai Xi standing outside with a hamburger in one hand and a Coke in the other, wearing sunglasses.

I felt like "Is this a handsome adult?"

"Sister~?"

"Don't say goodbye. The repeated words are disgusting."

Bai Xi handed the fried chicken and hamburger paper bag to the high school student and said, "How is it? Didn't it embarrass you?"

The high school student shook his head: "Uncle the policeman is very nice."

"Did you get your stuff back?"

The high school student raised his backpack, which had become heavy again, and said, "A few are missing, but most of them are back."

The white man had already returned the things he bought, and it would be difficult to find the others. The venue with tens of thousands of people was extremely troublesome to investigate. After the police asked, the high school student chose not to cause any more trouble to the police uncle.

It is said that the two Sakura people are aviation fans themselves and have collected quite a few badges, so they know the value of this package of things from the high school student.

He was receiving a badge at a booth when the Sakura man behind him saw the condition of his backpack. Seeing that the fat black man didn't look smart, he became greedy and took advantage of the high school student's miscellaneous behavior to empty his money.

The surveillance video recorded that scene, but the flow of people at the venue was too large, and they were so far apart that it was impossible to distinguish.

But after being caught, it is much easier to reversely confirm the evidence.

Bai Xi said, "If this package of yours falls into the hands of someone who knows, it will definitely be worth several thousand dollars. Be careful next time."

The high school student nodded: "I see...it was my fault."

The high school student said that since the first Zhuhai Air Show in 96, he had been carried here by his grandfather, and he has never been absent from every event since then.

He brought a large bag of badges with the intention of exchanging them with other enthusiasts. He had never been abroad, but some enthusiasts had badges from air shows in other countries. Bai Xi didn't quite understand the ecosystem here, but he seemed to have heard of it in his previous life.

The air show is not only a shared memory between him and his grandfather, but also his own dream. He wants to be a pilot in the future.

Grandpa always said that he should be an excellent pilot when he grows up.

Bai Xi looked at his 1.90 meter tall figure and the thick glasses.

It's cruel to say this but...

My child, you really think too much.

Even she, who builds airplanes, is powerless.

Bai Xi comforted him, "Broaden your horizons. You're only in the first year of high school. Study hard and major in aerospace engineering. If you work in a related field, you'll be fulfilling Grandpa's wish. How are your grades?"

The high school student shook his head: "Not very good. He is third from the bottom in the class."

Bai Xi patted his shoulder.

"When you burn paper for grandpa during the holidays, talk more. Tell him that you are tall and strong now, and the old man will be happy."

The high school student seemed a little helpless: "I have serious academic imbalances. I can get full marks in math and physics, but in Chinese, English, and other subjects, I can only get scores in the 30s..."

Full marks in mathematics and physics?

Although this level of study in the first year of high school doesn’t necessarily require one to be a genius, it’s not easy either.

Bai Xi nodded, maybe it could attract people's attention.

"Okay, I'll just come over and see if you're okay. Let's go."

The high school student grabbed Bai Xi, rummaged through his bag for a long time, took out a badge, and handed it to Bai Xi.

"Sister, this is for you. Thank you for caring about me."

Bai Xi took the badge, which was slightly yellowed.

It is the out-of-print badge of the "Eighth Performance Team" from the first Zhuhai Air Show in 1996.

It may also be the most precious one in this whole package.

Bai Xi didn't refuse and put it in his pocket.

"If you're not good at one subject, you can participate in competitions and get admission. If you study aeronautics and astronautics in the future, we'll have a chance to meet again."

The high school student nodded heavily.

"What's your name?"

"Sister, my name is Wei Hang, Hang means aerospace."

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Luo Hua met Bai Xi outside the venue.

"Did Mr. Bai have a smooth visit to the exhibition today?"

Bai Xi smiled and said, "It's okay. I played a supporting role."

Luo Hua was stunned.

Not long after leaving the venue, Bai Xi received a call.

I took out my cell phone and saw that it belonged to Dean Zhao.

Wei Wei is a little surprised, wondering what she wants from him.

"Bai girl, are you in Zhu City?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"This morning, a foundation from the Middle East called and said they wanted to support Fudan's development in the new energy sector. They said they were your friends..."

middle East? foundation?

Bai Xi pinched his eyebrows...

Is this fast enough?

"I probably know what's going on. I just met an Arab friend. I had a few conversations about it before. He's a bit of a jerk. Just refuse."

"I didn't refuse."

"what?"

Dean Zhao was a little excited.

"Actually, ever since your paper on biobatteries was published in Science a few days ago, it caused a huge stir in the field, and our reputation for bioenergy at Fudan has spread."

Yes, after Xiao Rui got the repaired bamboo slips of "Tao Te Ching", the system prompted that Bai Xi's mission had been completed.

Although she didn't know the system's judgment, after receiving the reward, she handed over the technology to the organization.

What surprised her was that the organization decided to let her announce it directly to the public.

Yang Ru's original words to her were:

"The energy sector has always been a battleground for all major powers. Now that the international situation is tense, if we show our sword, it may actually have adverse consequences."

"And if you were the one to publish this paper, that would be perfect."

"It can create deterrence without triggering conflict."

Finally, Yang Ru jokingly said, "And if everything goes well, this technology might even win you a big prize. After all, your other technologies really can't be made public, so we don't have a reason to give you a prize."

Having said that, Bai Xi naturally did not hesitate and turned around to ask Principal Jin for help.

After all, she really didn't understand the format of publishing and submitting these papers.

Principal Jin waved his hand and forced Dean Zhao to do hard labor, which was truly exploitation at every level.

No, it was just published a few days ago.