Chapter 185 Jia Rang's Heart
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In the first [Works Promotion Room] of Xumi, which was proposed by Harold and Kavi, approved by the Council of Magistrates, and allocated funds for purchase and decoration,
A shy scholar with silver hair, silver eyebrows, narrow eyes sat in the backstage. He lowered his head from time to time and reached out to touch several glass jars in front of him, with obvious nervousness on his face.
Not far from the preparation room, a scholar was shaking a hand-cranked projector, adjusting the playback speed of the image to keep the audio synchronized at all times.
At this time, the promotional video he recorded for the topic had reached the end. He guessed from the whispers and admiring expressions of the audience that his topic would definitely be well received.
He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, but he still controlled his hand speed very well.
"...This is the end of my presentation. Thank you for your patience."
The sound recorded by the phonograph stopped abruptly, and all the lights in the projection room came on. At the same time, thunderous applause and cheers broke out from the audience.
Then, businessmen and plantation owners lined up to walk onto the stage and skillfully and orderly put their business cards, letters of advice, etc. into the paper boxes that the scholars had prepared in advance.
The young scholar excitedly thanked everyone who passed him a note, and shook hands with future customers who extended their hands to him with a big smile on their faces.
After everyone returned to their seats, he bowed to the audience, took the record off the phonograph and movie projector, rolled up the film, and
After putting the materials into a box and placing them on a cart along with a dozen potted plants he had brought, he slowly pushed the cart to the preparation room.
As soon as he entered the preparation room, he immediately dropped the cart and danced happily: "I succeeded, I succeeded!
I am also going to be a partner of a big businessman! Ha, you didn’t approve my funding application and lost such a good project in vain, you really deserve it!! "
Hearing his shout, a group of people opened the curtain and rushed into the preparation room. No matter they were old people, children, or young and middle-aged people, they all surrounded him in the middle, shouting and laughing.
"real?!"
"The stingy House of the Order is unwilling to invest. There are many people who invest. I say that gold will shine wherever it is!"
"As expected of my good son!"
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Amid the noise of the crowd, the four-wheeled cart thrown aside seemed particularly lonely, and the small preparation room seemed to become particularly narrow, making people feel a little breathless.
The young man with silver hair and silver eyebrows silently carried the pots of plants out of the car and put them on the ground, and carefully loaded the things he brought with him.
Pushing a cart onto the stage and behind the curtain, he quietly checked the equipment, placed the record on the phonograph turntable, and pulled out the film and fixed it on the film reel.
After finishing all the work, the preparation time is about to end. As the curtain gradually opens, he and his work appear before everyone.
Below the stage, hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at the silver-haired young man in the green academic uniform on the stage, with many emotions including scrutiny, curiosity, expectation, greed, etc.
The silver-haired boy exhaled, easing his tension. The words of his predecessors echoed in his mind:
The implementation of the new plan of the Faith Council has given all scholars who want to prove themselves an opportunity.
As long as you can convince the residents of our Xumi City, even if you are a scholar whose research topics and papers have been repeatedly ranked as inferior by the Ministry of Education, you may still be able to rise to prominence. 】
Recalling the mocking eyes of his classmates and the encouragement of his friends, the boy gritted his teeth secretly and bowed to the audience.
The lights in the room went out one by one from the back to the front, and the space inside was shrouded in darkness. Only the screen in front of the audience seats was emitting light.
At this time, no one could see the silver-haired boy and his bottles and jars. The only thing worth paying attention to and the only thing that could be seen here was the glowing screen.
The boy walked to the hand-cranked projector, put down the phonograph needle, and slowly turned the handle of the projector.
As the record and film turned, images appeared on the screen, and a slightly shy but clear male voice echoed in the dark space.
"Hello everyone, I am Radu, a scholar from Ami Lido College. Today I will bring you the work 'The Heart of Jia Rang'..."
"...I discovered that some ripe fruits give off a gas that makes other fruits ripen faster..."
Seeing and hearing this, some businessmen in the audience were already whispering.
A thin businessman watched and turned his head to the businessman wearing several gold chains beside him, and whispered:
"Interesting findings, but not very useful to us."
The businessman wearing the gold chain nodded in agreement:
"Our half-ripe fruits will mature quickly once they are picked. If he finds a gas that can keep the picked fruits in their original state for a long time, I will definitely vote."
"The name has a good meaning, but why is the ripening fruit called Jiarang? It would be more accurate to call it Jiashi."
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The video continues to play. In the video, the silver-haired boy, Radu, has just demonstrated how to use an expensive synthetic transparent bag to collect the "fruit ripening agent" emitted by a basket of apples.
The boy did a good job of cutting the film. After setting up the device, a transparent bag filled with gas appeared on the screen the next second.
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"So a basket of apples can only produce that much gas?"
The thin businessman was even more disappointed. He shook his head and said to his friend, "Gas collection is also a problem. In my opinion, this project is not worth investing in."
The merchant with the gold chain agreed, and then offered a different opinion: "But if we can sell it until winter, we should be able to make a lot of money."
"See what's said later."