What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

The three academicians suddenly seemed to lose their senses.

All three of them have a special connection to the 13th inning.

Although at this moment all three of them hold high positions of power and control the highest resources in their respective industries.

However, the reason why the three of them are where they are today is not because they are so strong, but because none of them are qualified to enter the 13th inning.

The so-called 13th inning still doesn't have an official name.

All the three academicians knew was that this institution was located in the capital and was staffed by unfathomable top experts.

All three of their teachers worked for this organization.

This led to the three of them having an almost obsessive desire to reach the 13th inning.

Unfortunately, all three of them were rejected by 13 companies, and they were eliminated in the first round.

Although the three of them did not know the full picture of the 13th inning.

But they know that becoming an academician is just the starting point for the 13th Bureau's talent selection process.

Bureau 13 does not handle any specific scientific research results; it only plays a role in the top-level framework.

But the older men present were well aware of this.

Every new breakthrough in the scientific community today is inextricably linked to Bureau 13.

That's where the elite of 1.4 billion people were distilled.

Qin Ze will likely be the youngest among these elites.

……

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at the same time.

Xidu Hotel.

The hotel was unusually heavily guarded today, with a sentry every two steps.

All members of the Yunji project live here.

Zhou Jiahao and Bai Huiyan were not very worldly, and they just thought these sentries were quite scary.

Qin Ze, on the other hand, had already gotten used to it.

He even felt that being a visible sentry was more comfortable than being a hidden one.

but.

He had some reservations about coming to the capital this time.

Logically speaking, since I've put together this project, there should be some buzz about it.

but.

After the military planes picked them up and took them to the capital, they stayed in a hotel.

No one received him, and he did not go out.

Only two young officials came and asked about the test flight.

Qin Ze didn't know whether this was a blessing or a curse.

You could call it a blessing.

After all, he had taken it upon himself to conduct a test flight, and it caused quite a stir.

But if you were to call it a disaster...

Yunji's research and development has exceeded expectations.

No matter how big the disaster, it should be able to be offset.

Moreover.

Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it should be dealt with decisively.

"never mind."

Qin Ze lay on the sofa and sighed softly.

"Don't dwell on things you can't understand."

"You'll forget about it someday."

Relaxing his mind, Qin Ze closed his eyes and entered the system.

The project was successfully launched.

However, Qin Ze's situation is not optimistic; his account is about to run out of money again.

The problem lies with the fact that the Yunji project is too complex and cannot be monetized in the short term.

It's been dragged on until now, and the system is about to shut down.

"Next time, learn from this experience and do something small and easy."

Qin Ze sighed softly and logged out of the system.

Fortunately, Yunji has now come to an end.

Anyway, it was time to pay the bill.

When Qin Ze joined the program, he remembered that the lowest level of research stipend was 300,000 yuan, and the lowest was for graduate students doing odd jobs, which was 8,000 yuan a month.

Although I only have a bachelor's degree, I am still a key researcher, so I should be able to receive at least a stipend of 300,000 yuan.

This will solve the problem for a period of time.

Just as Qin Ze was settling accounts.

Sudden.

"Knock knock knock!"

A rapid knocking sounded on the door.

Qin Ze immediately opened his eyes, calmed himself down, and slowly walked towards the door.

As soon as the door opened.

He discovered that Song Zhiyu was standing at the door.

"Chatty Senior? What brings you here?"

Song Zhiyu looked at Qin Ze with a dark expression: "I already told you, don't call me 'noisy senior'."

"Okay, Mr. Chaochao," Qin Ze asked. "What's up?"

Song Zhiyu pouted after hearing this: "I was on vacation when the principal called and said that you guys had arrived in the capital and asked me to look after you."

Song Zhiyu had no idea what had happened.

The principal only said that Qin Ze and a few students had gone to the capital to report.

They are all young and unfamiliar with the place, so they hope Song Zhiyu can help take care of them.

After listening, Qin Ze astutely asked, "So, senior, you're from the capital?"

Song Zhiyu: "Yes, my home is here."

Qin Ze laughed: "That guy's got some nerve!"

"..."

Song Zhiyu was also impressed.

The principal had originally asked her to take care of Qin Ze, and she thought to herself that it would be fine if she didn't see Qin Ze, but she actually missed him quite a bit.

When we met, his mouth was just too rude and offensive.

"What brings you to the capital?"

Qin Ze: "They won't let us talk about things related to the project."

Upon hearing this...

Song Zhiyu didn't ask any further questions; she was perceptive.

Northwestern Polytechnical University is involved in many projects, many of which are state secrets.

Since she wasn't allowed to ask, she didn't dare to ask.

I was genuinely happy for Qin Ze.

Generally speaking, project teams that are invited to the capital are considered quite good.

Furthermore, the fact that Qin Ze and his group were accommodated at the Xidu Hotel indicates that this project has likely come under the scrutiny of the central leadership.

After all, this hotel is usually used to entertain state guests.

"No matter what, this is the capital."

Song Zhiyu advised.

"Your words and actions represent the school, so you must not bring shame to the school."

Qin Ze: "Don't worry, teacher, I'm here."

Song Zhiyu: "It's precisely because you're around that I feel uneasy. You need to control your tongue."

Qin Ze: "..."

"Have your superiors informed you of the schedule or anything?" Song Zhiyu then asked.

Qin Ze replied truthfully, "Not yet, they just told us to wait at the hotel."

"Oh, then there must be a procedure involved."

Song Zhiyu was very sensible.

"It's not appropriate for an outsider like me to inquire about things related to the project."

"but."

"If you encounter any problems with your life in the capital, please feel free to contact me."

Qin Ze nodded: "Thank you, teacher."

"in addition."

Song Zhiyu took out her phone from her bag and quickly typed in a message.

I've sent my home address to your phone.

"Bring everyone over when you're less busy."

"This can be considered the teacher fulfilling their duty as a host."

Qin Ze glanced at the address and nodded happily.

"Okay, I'll let Jiahao and Senior Bai know."

Anyway, I'm just idling around in the hotel, and I can't even get any good food.

If you take a stroll around Chaochao's senior's house, you might even be able to sample some authentic local snacks.

After Song Zhiyu left.

Qin Ze immediately informed Zhou Jiahao and Bai Huiyan about the matter.

They were all looking forward to it.

The only thing they didn't know was when their superiors would summon them.

The guard just kept saying to wait for news.

But nobody knew when the news would come.

So at 8 p.m., Qin Ze, unable to contain himself, found Zhou Jiahao and Bai Huiyan.

The three tentatively left the top floor of the hotel and found that the guards did not stop them, so they slipped out with peace of mind.

Anyway, it's almost dark, and the superiors can't be looking for them in the middle of the night, can they?

Qin Ze sent a message to Song Zhiyu, informing them that they would arrive in half an hour.

Then, at Bai Huiyan's suggestion, the three of them went to a nearby supermarket and bought some fruit and red wine as gifts.

As he left the market, Qin Ze hailed a taxi.

The taxi driver asked in perfect English, "Where to?"

Qin Ze took out his phone: "No. 31, Xishan".

"Where to?" the taxi driver suddenly turned around.

"Is No. 31 Xishan not detailed enough?"

The taxi driver suddenly forced a smile: "Enough! Absolutely enough! But let me make this clear, I can't drive this far, so you'll have to find someone to pick you up."