The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 120 The Most Powerful Brain

Inside the Mercedes, a faint fragrance permeated the air.

Wang Rulong sat in the back seat, his expression as serious as ever.

No, perhaps it's not so much that he's serious, but rather that he naturally has a stern face.

Although he is middle-aged, Wang Rulong exudes a sense of competence.

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling subtly on Zhang Muchen, carefully examining the boy who was so close to his daughter.

Zhang Muchen looked up and met Wang Rulong's gaze.

He smiled slightly: "Uncle, you are more serious than Shishi is."

"Ah."

Wang Rulong took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes and handed it to Zhang Muchen.

"I can't," Zhang Muchen waved his hand.

"Ah."

Wang Rulong nodded indifferently, took out a cigarette, and prepared to light it.

"Uncle, secondhand smoke is more harmful than direct smoking, especially in enclosed spaces."

Wang Rulong paused slightly as he lit the lighter.

“Shishi is still developing, and secondhand exposure is more harmful at this stage,” Zhang Muchen said.

Wang Rulong gave him a deep look, put the cigarette back in the pack, and casually tossed it into the car's storage compartment.

Wang Shishi, sitting to the side, was dumbfounded.

Even he himself wouldn't dare to stop his father from smoking, yet Zhang Muchen dared to?
Wang Rulong doesn't smoke much, but whenever he does, it's always because he's having some troubles. If you try to persuade him to quit smoking at times like these, you'll almost always get a cold rebuke.

But now, he actually put the cigarettes away?
Wang Rulong remained calm, leaning back in his chair.

"Which university are you planning to apply to?" he suddenly changed the subject.

Tsinghua and Peking Universities.

It was quiet inside the car.

Wang Rulong's eyes flickered slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he slowly asked, "What major?"

"medicine."

Wang Rulong's expression visibly paused for a moment.

Studying medicine?

This answer surprised him somewhat.

He himself had studied medicine, but later dropped out to start his own business. Now, hearing a young man firmly say that he wanted to study medicine, he immediately became interested.

“The medical schools at Tsinghua and Peking Universities are not the best in the country,” Wang Rulong said in a deep voice.

Zhang Muchen nodded: "Yes, the best medical school is Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

Wang Rulong gave him a deep look.

This kid also has a clear understanding of medical universities in China.

But Wang Shishi, standing to the side, was deeply worried.

Her biggest fear was that her father would scrutinize Zhang Muchen.

Especially when it comes to grades.

But she didn't know that Wang Rulong had been misled by Zhang Muchen's confident and composed attitude. This, combined with Wang Shishi's earlier mention of getting 150 points in English, further convinced him of her abilities.

Wang Rulong secretly categorized Zhang Muchen as a top student.

At this moment, Zhang Muchen quietly added fuel to the fire.

"Actually, I usually like to read books related to clinical practice. Last time I was at my uncle's house, I saw a few books on pharmacology and clinical diagnosis on the bookshelf, so I flipped through them. The books were really good."

Wang Rulong raised an eyebrow, looking at him with interest: "Oh? You can understand it?"

"Of course." Zhang Muchen smiled slightly.

"If you don't believe me, Uncle, you can go home and look at page 48, paragraph 3 of 'Fundamentals of Pharmacology and Therapeutics,' which discusses the first and second phases of drug metabolism."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "And there's also paragraph 5 on page 16 of 'Principles of Internal Medicine,' which contains the basic principles of inspection, palpation, and auscultation."

Wang Rulong's gaze sharpened slightly.

Hey kid, are you trying to play some kind of brain game here?

He silently noted down what Zhang Muchen had said, deciding to verify it when he got back. Across from him, Wang Shishi's eyes lit up.

She secretly gave Zhang Muchen a thumbs-up, her face beaming with joy.

Wang Shishi completely trusts her good buddies.

After all, he had already demonstrated his extraordinary memory in front of his third uncle, Wang Ruhu, last time.

Dude, you're awesome!
Looking out the window at the scenery, Zhang Muchen felt it was time to unleash his trump card.

"Uncle, do you know about brain-computer interfaces?"

"Brain-computer interface? I've heard of some."

Zhang Muchen took out his phone, opened the email, and handed it to Wang Rulong.

The 3rd Nanjing Brain-Computer Interface Industry Innovation and Development Conference...

"Brain-computer interfaces encompass multiple disciplines, including neuroscience, artificial intelligence, and medical engineering," Zhang Muchen said calmly.

“I just happened to get a few spots at the conference, and I plan to give one to Shishi so she can go and see what it’s like.”

Wang Rulong narrowed his eyes slightly: "You think you can get a spot at this kind of summit?"

Zhang Muchen remained calm and opened his phone's photo album to show a group photo from the dinner party.

In the photo, an elderly man with half-white hair and a refined demeanor sits in the center, next to Zhang Muchen.

“Thanks to Professor Li from the Chinese Academy of Sciences.” Zhang Muchen pointed to the person in the center of the photo, “This is Professor Li Changqing, the head of the brain-computer interface laboratory.”

“He had talked to me before that if I could get into Tsinghua or Peking University, I could join his lab. That’s why I chose Tsinghua or Peking University.”

Listen.

Choose Tsinghua or Peking University.

This tone.

Wang Shishi clicked her tongue, looking at Zhang Muchen who had a nonchalant expression.

Dude, you're so bluffing you've even started to believe it yourself?

Wang Rulong stared intently at Zhang Muchen for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Are you interested in brain-computer interfaces?"

“Of course.” Zhang Muchen smiled slightly. “This is a technology that could revolutionize the future.”

He pressed his advantage, continuing, "Uncle, this summit is a rare opportunity. If Shishi is also interested, I suggest she attend to broaden her horizons."

He paused for a moment and added, "Of course, it wasn't just us who went; Teacher Liu was also there as an invited guest."

"Teacher Liu?" Wang Rulong was taken aback.

"Yes. Professor Liu has resigned and joined the Academy of Sciences laboratory."

Wang Rulong fell into deep thought, his fingers lightly tapping his knee.

"I'll call and ask Teacher Liu. If it's true, you can go with her."

Wang Shishi's eyes lit up, and she looked up in surprise: "Dad, it must be true!"

"If it's true, you should spend more time there interacting with those professors and broadening your social circle."

He turned to look at his daughter, his gaze deep: "I'm telling you to study hard not just so you can get into a prestigious university, but so you can grow up in a better environment. At the very least, you can't be surrounded by bad influences."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang Muchen.

This kid can't rely solely on his words. I need to observe him more closely.

Shouhong Villa.

Wang Rulong got out of the car and went straight to his bookshelf, where he found two very thick foreign language books.

One is "Fundamentals of Pharmacology and Therapeutics", and the other is "Principles of Internal Medicine".

He slowly turned to "Fundamentals of Pharmacology and Therapeutics", found page 48, and focused his gaze on the third paragraph.

He then took out his phone, opened a translation app, and took a picture of the book page to recognize it.

A few seconds later, the translation results appeared.

Exactly the same as what Zhang Muchen said.

Wang Rulong's eyelids twitched slightly.

"This kid's got some skills."

(End of this chapter)