If their thod is really wrong, it would be such a disgrace! In the future, they could no longer claim to be renowned experts and professors in the Huaxia genetic research domain!
Since that’s the case, Jiang Cheng, tell us, where exactly is our research thod wrong?" A relatively elderly, white-haired professor said to Jiang Cheng, with a somber face, clearly in a bad mood.
Because Jiang Cheng’s proposed gene rearrangent theory is indeed quite difficult to understand, he had devised this research thod, but never expected Jiang Cheng to completely reject it, leaving him in an embarrassing situation.
The old professor’s words seed barbed; if an ordinary person heard them, they’d probably get goosebumps and feel flustered. But who was Jiang Cheng? How could he be intimidated by an elderly professor? Jiang Cheng initially didn’t intend to acknowledge the old professor but, seeing him glaring persistently, couldn’t help but coldly retort, "Obstinate and self-opinionated."
"You..." The old professor was nearly blowing his top; Jiang Cheng’s words struck deep into his heart, unsettling him so much that he almost fainted on the spot. "Jiang Cheng, I won’t call you teacher either. Since you say our research direction has errors, then point them out!" Leader Shu quickly rushed forward to assist the nearly collapsing old professor, and coldly addressed Jiang Cheng.
Upon seeing their group leader say this, many professors began chattering, expressing their dissatisfaction.
Yes, yes, Jiang Cheng, since you’re so capable, then tell us how we should study your theory!
"Indeed, we’re just ordinary folk, only Teacher Jiang Cheng is a genius. Then explain why our research thod is wrong and how it should be corrected?
Humph, so people are just so arrogant and conceited, doubting their seniors because of their achievents. When I was researching in the Genetic Domain, so people didn’t even know where they were.
Professor Yan muttered, and other research group mbers, whether students or professors, felt sothing was off but remained silent, seemingly waiting to watch a drama unfold.
Major General Xiang Dong saw this situation, imdiately felt things were amiss, and was sowhat unwell. With a serious expression, he straightforwardly shouted at the scene, "A group of professors making such a fuss! What a disgrace, quiet down!"
Major General Xiang Dong looked very serious, his face seemingly cast in shadow. Many professors, seeing his stance, knew the situation wasn’t good, so they wisely closed their mouths. Simultaneously, they couldn’t help but feel ashad of their behavior—they were, after all, distinguished professors of Huaxia, yet acted like shrews quarrelling in the street, utterly embarrassing.
Brother Jiang Cheng, are you alright?" Major General Xiang Dong beca concerned about Jiang Cheng, caring deeply about his feelings.
However, this was obviously an overreaction; what scenes hadn’t Jiang Cheng encountered? The sight before him was really nothing. Wasn’t it just a group of professors? With a little ti, he could make them willingly submit.
Waving his hand, Jiang Cheng addressed the professors who appeared displeased in front of him, "Are you questioning my assertion that your research thod is wrong? Then I must tell you, your research thod is indeed incorrect."
Firstly, looking from the first point, the direction of the research—how to conduct gene rearrangent? The aspects you aim to prove are already erroneous.
"As for how it’s wrong, it’s roughly as follows..." Jiang Cheng smiled lightly at the many professors with not-so-good expressions, calmly pointing out parts of their research process, beginning to describe their misdirection in research.
Initially, the professors’ expressions remained gloomy, viewing Jiang Cheng as spouting nonsense and nitpicking.
However, as ti passed, Jiang Cheng gradually identified each error in their research process. Slowly, their expressions began to change, with their eyes even revealing peculiar gleams, shaken by Jiang Cheng’s words.
In his discourse, Jiang Cheng used extrely rigorous demonstration thods to prove the errors in their group’s research direction, even belittling so details of their research process as worthless.
The expressions on the professors’ faces began to transform, losing the forr gloominess and slowly revealing contemplative looks.
After a while, they finally understood one by one, realizing their deficiencies.
At this ti, Jiang Cheng was still tirelessly talking, discussing the errors in the research group’s progression, explaining the correct thodologies they should employ. Watching Jiang Cheng articulate the truth, the professors’ faces felt burning, as if slapped.
Recalling the words they used to refute Jiang Cheng earlier, they now couldn’t tear their eyes away, feeling dried mouth and tongue, yet still slowly listening to Jiang Cheng’s speech, almost unable to perceive the passage of ti.
Alright, that’s all I wanted to say; your research thods should be changed as I described, instead of using outdated techniques, otherwise it’s simply impossible to study the Genetic Evolution Potion theory.
"Frankly, all current research on genetic evolution is trash, erroneous; you should change your perspectives and learn to attempt sothing new.
After so ti, Jiang Cheng finally finished what he wanted to say, pointing out all the errors in the research group’s work, also teaching them how to properly conduct research on their topic.
Silence, deathly silence.
The professors present, after hearing Jiang Cheng’s arguntation, pondered carefully over his words.
After a while, finally soone spoke.
Teacher Jiang Cheng, it’s our research group’s fault; how dare we question you, truly profoundly sorry." This was Leader Shu’s remark, feeling his face swelling with sha for his previous arrogant behavior, utterly ridiculous.
Teacher Jiang Cheng, I was wrong too.
"I was wrong too.
Many professors, bowing their heads, apologized to Jiang Cheng with great embarrassnt, their ears seemingly echoing Jiang Cheng’s prior words, feeling they had been remarkably ignorant.
At this point, they were all sincerely willing to respectfully address Jiang Cheng as a teacher, and why wouldn’t they be? Simply because Jiang Cheng truly deserved to be called a teacher!
Although much younger than them, his mindset and depth truly made them submit willingly.
Many professors, heads lowered, stood still, daring not to breathe loudly, feeling ashad of their previous actions, their faces seemingly coursing with lava, unbearably uncomfortable.
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