Chapter 942 Have You Published Academic Papers?

Qiao Nian didn't want to go to the afternoon game, and Ye Fangchuan naturally didn't want to.

In the end, only Zhang Yang and Tangning were left for the Qin Si team. They booked Lanting's box, the old place.

Qin Si was afraid of being bored, so he called some people to come. Qiao Nian didn't go anyway, and his celebration banquet was no smaller than the scale of the medical association.

...

Back to the apartment.

Qiao Nian first went back to the room to take a shower, put on a bathrobe and sat at the desk.

She had Erlang's legs crossed, her white collarbone exposed under her bathrobe, and her whole person could not be sloppy, and when one sat there, there was a kind of dick-like aura.

Qiao Nian had no inspiration for a while because he hadn't drawn a design for a long time.

She opened the old-looking laptop, called up the drawing software, pulled out a drawing book from the drawer, unzipped the shoulder bag, found the 2B pencil for drawing from the pencil bag, and took out Take out the knife, and sharpen the tip of the pen without any hassle.

Seeing that the pencil was about to be sharpened, at this moment, the phone she left on the table lit up.

Qiao Nian glanced over there, thinking that it was Yuan Yongqin's call to urge her to write, but who knew that it was Huang Lao.

She dropped the half-shaved pencil and picked it up with a headache. Although it was a little dry, Qiao Nian's tone was still patient and polite: "Hello, teacher."

"Am I disturbing you?" Huang Lao had a more calm power than Nie Mi, his voice sounded turbid but clear, giving people a gentle feeling.

Qiao Nian leaned back on the chair, stared lazily at the brushes and white paper on the table, lowered his eyelashes, and said, "No."

"Teacher, do you have something to do with me?"

She knew that Mr. Huang was not someone who would bother her when he was okay.

At least from the college entrance examination to now, Huang Lao has not called her a few times, only the day when the college entrance examination results came out, he called her to congratulate her on winning the national champion.

Later, she came to Beijing, and her family held a school entrance banquet for her. Huang Lao also called her to explain that she didn't know she was going to hold a school entrance banquet before. The entrance banquet…

Apart from these two times, Qiao Nian narrowed his eyes, as if he couldn't remember when he had called her.

Just today, the other party made two calls in a row.

She asked directly, and the other party didn't practice Tai Chi. She asked her in a gentle tone: "There is something. Have you published academic papers in academic journals or websites?"

"??"

Qiao Nian was distracted for a moment, and hummed, as if he did not expect Huang Lao to ask her this.

Huang Lao's tone was quite calm, and he said softly: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll ask you."

Qiao Nian put his hand on the desk and tapped lightly, knocking twice, thinking for a moment, just when the other party was about to give up: "No? No..."

She seemed to remember something, and replied slowly: "...It seems that an article has been posted."

Huang Lao's tone on the other end of the phone was obviously a little unexpected, or he didn't expect it: "Have you sent it?"

"Well." Qiao Nian turned on the computer, dug out his previous documents, and asked succinctly, "Can the website also be?"

"As long as it's an academic website."

"Okay." Qiao Nian pulled out his records, leaned back in his chair, and said, "I sent you the link."

*

On the other side, the Yufu lounge.

The celebration banquet of the Medical Association was held in the banquet hall on the third floor, and it was not over yet.