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

Chapter 135 The mastermind behind the scenes
Zhang Muchen yawned.

He opened the door and bumped into Liu Wuyang, who was coming out.

Good morning, Sister Yang.

Zhang Muchen greeted her, his eyes subconsciously glancing at her.

Liu Wuyang changed her usual style, replacing her usual black stockings and high heels.

She was wearing a light gray suit skirt and a white shirt underneath.

What's most noticeable is that she's wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses today.

Those eyes, which always carried a hint of allure, were now hidden behind the glasses, instantly transforming her entire demeanor from a seductive, succubus-like style to a composed, business-like one.

Tsk, Yang Jie with her office lady style is pretty good too.

Suitable for a dogeza (lower kneel).

Cough
"Sister Yang, would you like some xiaolongbao? I have some in my room."

"No, I've put on lipstick." Liu Wuyang shook her head.

Before she could finish speaking, her eyes narrowed slightly as she recalled how this guy had suddenly smeared a face mask all over her face last night.

His face immediately turned cold.

"I haven't settled the score with you for what you did last night."

As she spoke, she gracefully stepped forward, lightly lifting her ankle, and her flat shoe precisely tapped Zhang Muchen's calf.

"You'd better sit still during today's meeting, do you hear me?" Liu Wuyang said, her arms crossed, her tone laced with warning.

"I heard you, I heard you." Zhang Muchen shrugged.

"Don't worry, I'm just a little karaomi in this kind of situation." He held up his little finger. "I'm invisible, nobody even glances at me."

Liu Wuyang tilted her head and snorted, her tone cool: "That's for the best."

……

Zhang Muchen and his group took a taxi to the square outside the Jinling Conference Center.

At this moment, the huge digital screen directly in front of us is displaying the meeting topic in a loop:

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

Zhang Muchen got out of the car and looked up at the particularly eye-catching digital screen.

The girls behind her also stopped in their tracks. Even Wang Shishi, who was usually so cheerful, stopped smiling at this moment, and a hint of nervousness appeared in her eyes.

"I was very nervous when I first attended this kind of meeting."

Liu Wuyang gently patted Chu Youting's somewhat stiff shoulder.

"But practice makes perfect, and this is definitely not the last time you'll attend this kind of meeting."

After she finished speaking, her glasses curved slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

"Thank you, Teacher Liu." Chu Youting nodded softly.

"Let's go."

Liu Wuyang led the way toward the main entrance of the conference center.

After passing through security, the main venue was already quite full.

Zhang Muchen stood at the entrance of the passageway and looked around.

They were all unfamiliar faces, mostly over thirty years old. Many of them had gray hair and looked like senior professors.

Suddenly, his gaze stopped.

Near the front row, he saw a familiar figure—Professor Li Changqing.

Zhang Muchen narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the elderly man seated near the front.

Being able to sit in that position is enough to prove his academic standing.

"Sister Yang, Professor Li is over there."

Zhang Muchen nudged Liu Wuyang with his elbow, gesturing for him to look in a certain direction from the front row of the venue.

"Let's go say hello."

Liu Wuyang followed his gaze and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Zhang Muchen turned to the three girls behind him and smiled, "Come on up, I'll introduce you to the professors from the Academy of Sciences in a bit."

When the three girls heard the words "Academy of Sciences," they were all stunned at the same time, and their eyes met.

"A professor, or from the Academy of Sciences?"

Wang Shishi's eyes widened: "Dude, where did he meet all these people?" Chu Jiuli's eyes flickered, and he murmured softly, "I don't know, but why does he know everyone?"

"Tsk tsk, you don't know how good my social skills are?"

"Let's go, let's go, don't fall behind."

Wang Shishi grabbed Chu Jiuli's arm and excitedly chased after her.

Behind her, Chu Youting was a beat slower.

She tilted her head back, her gaze quietly fixed on Zhang Muchen's back.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Chu Youting's eyes sparkled, filled with a hint of admiration and a strange flutter in them.

This tall boy always seemed to possess an irresistible attraction. Many of the things he did and said seemed unbelievable to her.

Chu Youting blinked and quickly followed after him.

Front row of the venue.

Professor Li Changqing was talking quietly with several middle-aged scholars.

"Professor Li, it's been a long time." Zhang Muchen approached, his tone gentle and polite.

"Oh, it's Xiao Zhang."

Li Changqing looked up, then turned his gaze to Liu Wuyang beside Zhang Muchen, and his smile deepened: "Little Liu is here too."

"Professor Li," Liu Wuyang nodded with a smile.

"Xiao Zhang, did you bring these people?"

Li Changqing's gaze fell on the several girls with a youthful, student-like air behind Zhang Muchen.

“They are my classmates, and they are very interested in brain-computer interfaces.” Zhang Muchen turned slightly to let the girls move forward a bit. “These two are in the top ten of the grade, and they often get full marks in math. They have a very good chance of getting into Tsinghua or Peking University.”

He gave a formal introduction of Chu Jiuli and Chu Youting.

Upon hearing Zhang Muchen's introduction, the two girls politely greeted Li Changqing.

“Excellent, excellent. Right now, our team is in dire need of young people like you. If you can come to Tsinghua or Peking University in the future, you can work as assistants in my lab.”

After Li Changqing finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Wang Shishi beside him: "This student, judging from her grades, isn't she quite good?"

"Uh..." Wang Shishi's lips stiffened.

“Not bad at all,” Zhang Muchen interjected. “They can all get into Tsinghua or Peking University.”

Wang Shishi pursed her lips.

Dude, aren't you afraid of biting your tongue?
Li Changqing smiled and joked, "Then come to my lab. My lab technicians are eagerly waiting for pretty girls."

"Professor Li, what's making you so happy?"

A steady voice, tinged with a hint of amusement, came from behind.

Zhang Muchen turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in his forties wearing gold-rimmed glasses walking over.

"Professor Wang, I'm currently chatting with some promising students from Tsinghua and Peking Universities."

"Oh?"

Wang Yingyuan adjusted his glasses, his gaze then falling on Chu Jiuli, Chu Youting, and Wang Shishi.

"Hello."

He smiled and extended his hand, his tone gentle: "My name is Wang Yingyuan, and my main research area is neurology. My team is currently researching treatment options for Alzheimer's disease."

Chu Jiuli gently reached out and shook his hand, her voice tinged with nervousness: "Hello, Professor Wang."

Zhang Muchen stood to the side, looking somewhat uneasy.

The moment Wang Yingyuan mentioned Alzheimer's disease, he had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next second.

The system voice sounded.

[Task Completed: Attended the academic conference held at the Jinling Conference Center]

[Reward for the mission: 2 RMB cash, Alzheimer's disease-specific injection (three courses of treatment)]

[Host Chu Jiuli, you encountered your graduate advisor, Wang Yingyuan, at the conference.]

He is also the mastermind behind stealing your research results.

(End of this chapter)