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

Chapter 136 Little Pomelo's Major Direction
[Host Chu Jiuli, you encountered your graduate advisor, Wang Yingyuan, at the conference.]

He is also the mastermind behind stealing your research results.

When they met again, Wang Yingyuan showed no remorse; instead, he mocked and ridiculed you, questioning your abilities and worth with disdain.

Chu Youting silently stood up for you and publicly threw a bottle of water at Wang Yingyuan.

[The situation was about to get out of control; security guards arrived to maintain order.]

Professor Li Changqing suddenly appeared and came to your rescue.

[New Mission: Take Chu Youting to invite Li Changqing to dinner to catch up]

[Reward: 10,000 RMB]

"Neurology is a very complex discipline."

"It has a complex system and very high academic threshold. There are very few universities in China that offer systematic courses in neurology at the undergraduate level."

"The lab I work in is one of the few research teams in China that has the qualifications to conduct independent neuroscience research."

Wang Yingyuan, adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses, spoke eloquently.

Zhang Muchen's thoughts were pulled back by his words, and his eyes gradually darkened.

"If any of you are interested in neurology, you can add me on WeChat. I have always been very passionate about mentoring students."

After saying that, he took out his phone and opened the WeChat QR code interface.

In that instant, the somewhat reserved atmosphere immediately relaxed considerably.

The girls all showed a hint of approval. This professor was not only professional, but also approachable.

Chu Jiuli took out her phone. But just as she pointed the camera at the screen, Zhang Muchen's phone suddenly reached out and blocked the QR code scanning interface.

Chu Jiuli was taken aback and looked up at him in surprise.

“Professor Wang,” Zhang Muchen said calmly, “I’ll add you first.”

After saying that, he turned his head and gently touched Chu Jiuli's phone with his own, signaling her to put it away.

Chu Jiuli frowned slightly, said nothing, and silently put her phone away.

What's wrong with this guy now?
"Are you also interested in neurology?" Wang Yingyuan asked with a smile.

Zhang Muchen raised the corner of his lips: "I'm interested in mental illness."

The air fell silent.

Wang Yingyuan's smile froze for a moment.

Zhang Muchen pretended to be nonchalant, glancing at his time: "Professor Wang, I was just kidding. The meeting is about to start, I need to take my students back to their seats."

He waved to Li Changqing, who was not far away, and said, "Professor Li, we'll head over now."

After saying that, Zhang Muchen casually tugged at Chu Jiuli's sleeve and led her outside.

Chu Jiuli followed Zhang Muchen's footsteps in a daze.

What on earth is he doing?
But that last movement felt like it was protecting me?
Chu Jiuli was puzzled.

The meeting begins.

Leaders from Jinling City took to the stage and delivered a brief opening speech. Their words were few but precise, expressing the high importance they attached to this academic exchange.

Then, the lights dimmed, and the first presentation officially began.

The large screen lit up, and the head of a top domestic research team slowly walked onto the stage to begin presenting the interim results of their "brain-computer interface dynamic feedback model".

Zhang Muchen sat on the far right, with Chu Youting beside him.

The girls sat up straight, their eyes fixed intently on the screen and the presenter.

Only Zhang Muchen was looking down at his phone.

He quickly typed "Wang Yingyuan" and "neurology" into the browser's input box.

A moment later, the search results appeared.

Wang Yingyuan is a professor at the Third Medical University and a neurology expert. He has long been engaged in research on Alzheimer's disease and is one of the few scholars in China with an interdisciplinary background in basic medicine and artificial intelligence.

Zhang Muchen stared at the introduction, his fingertips tracing the outline slowly, his expression gradually deepening. "I never imagined that such a top expert would ultimately have to plagiarize others' work."

He closed his phone and gently looked up.

On stage, the presenter explained experimental data graphs, neural signal acquisition curves, and structural models of real-time brain-device interaction.

The speaker used a lot of technical jargon, but the logic was clear.

Chu Youting sat next to Zhang Muchen, her small face tilted up, her eyes bright, as if she were completely absorbed in the report.

"Little Yuzu, you seem to be listening very attentively," Zhang Muchen said, turning his head to the side and lowering his voice.

Chu Youting nodded: "Yes, I think it's very interesting."

"Then if you get into Tsinghua or Peking University, go hang out with Sister Yang, join her lab, and let her mentor you."

Upon hearing this, Chu Youting's eyes lit up, but then she hesitated slightly: "But..."

"But what?" Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow.

"I want to study artificial intelligence."

She spoke softly and sweetly as she glanced at Zhang Muchen.

"AI?" Zhang Muchen was taken aback.

This was the first time he'd heard Xiaoyouzi mention AI. He'd assumed that attending this conference would make her more interested in medical or basic scientific research.

"I just heard that person on the stage say that AI calculations are very powerful." Chu Youting pointed to the screen, her eyes shining.

Zhang Muchen followed her gaze.

The PPT is showing a flowchart of "Brain-Computer Interface Feedback Modeling Based on AI Inference". The speaker mentioned that deep neural networks are introduced into the model building process for dynamic learning and training, which can iterate and generate an efficient path in a short time.

Zhang Muchen narrowed his eyes slightly.

This meeting seems to have had a profound impact on the two girls.

He remembered that the system did not mention Chu Youting's future major, but perhaps she really would embark on the path of artificial intelligence because of today's meeting.

It seems that Chu Jiuli, under Wang Yingyuan's guidance, will embark on a research path in neuroscience in the future.
Zhang Muchen touched his chin and smacked his lips inwardly.

"Could I have unintentionally influenced their lives?"

Zhang Muchen looked up at the stage and suddenly realized that she was influencing a crucial juncture in the sisters' future.

Putting aside Little Yuzu, her future has become bleak because of some things.

In the future, Chu Jiuli truly embarked on the path of neuroscience.

Bringing them to Jinling was originally a spur-of-the-moment decision, and could even be described as an arrangement with a playful mindset.

But little did they know that such a decision might become a turning point in their lives.

Zhang Muchen reached out and scratched his cheek, his gaze shifting to Wang Shishi, who was on Chu Youting's other side.

He noticed that Wang Shishi looked slightly tense, her face was taut, her hands were unconsciously clasped together, but her eyes were fixed on the stage.

"Huh? Could this meeting... also have some impact on her?"

Zhang Muchen quietly leaned over and gently patted Wang Shishi's shoulder.

"Bro, are you also interested in this report?"

Wang Shishi pursed her lips and met Zhang Muchen's gaze.

"Dude, I need to poop, but I don't have any toilet paper."

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Damn it, I knew no meeting could affect this bastard.

Zhang Muchen rolled her eyes at her.

"I have some toilet paper. Come with me, I need to use the restroom too."

Zhang Muchen sighed and stood up helplessly.

(End of this chapter)