Chapter 1246
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The night the exhibition ended.
The BBC broadcasted the interview.
In addition to the specimen itself on display, it also broadcasted the protest of more than 30 professors at the exhibition office.
Online.
On Twitter.
On Facebook.
On all social media platforms dominated by Westerners, after the BBC broadcasted the second half of the content, it suddenly exploded.
"Even Martin Karplus was rejected? What does Celestial Trade want to do! "
"And Michael Levitt, I know him, he's an outstanding alumnus of Cambridge University!"
"Although I don't understand these names, they rejected us from participating in the research? Why? "
"I feel like I've returned to the Cold War era, and an iron curtain is falling from the Pacific Ocean …"
"This is an obstruction to academic freedom!"
"…"
The voices on social media were divided into two distinct factions. Some people expressed understanding since it was Celestial Trade after all. The other group of people were indignant and condemned Celestial Trade for its lack of social responsibility and for using the Cold War mentality to obstruct academic freedom.
Of course, most people had the mentality of watching the drama unfold. After all, the exhibition hall of the Heart of the Sea could be freely entered and exited. Many tourists took photos and posted them on their social media accounts. Many people had also satisfied their curiosity about Martian creatures from the television.
As for "academic freedom" and "Cold War mentality", too few people paid attention to it.
In the eyes of most people, it was just a few specimens. What was there to fuss about?
The debates that took place on Facebook and Twitter were not something the kids in China could participate in. However, many people still learned about the whole story from the BBC video moved by the overseas party and expressed their views on their social media accounts.
It was just different from Facebook and Twitter.
On Weibo.
On WeChat.
The entire Chinese cultural circle was using Future 1.0.
It was a completely different scene.
"Celestial Trade is a fortress!"
"Haha, I'm pissing those foreigners off. The International Space Station doesn't let us play. High-precision machine tools are embargoed on us. After half a century of technology blockade, I didn't see you guys shouting about academic freedom and science without borders. Why are you here now?"
"Martin Karplus? I haven't watched the World Cup for a long time. Which team is he from? "
"Hahahaha, so what if he's a Nobel Prize winner. Without your help, we Chinese scientists can still do the research!"
"I asked you to join the Earth Defense Alliance, but you didn't. Why don't you participate in research? Just ask your president. "
While the social media was in a heated discussion, the traditional media also did a certain degree of coverage on this matter.
Finally, the committee of the Earth Defense Alliance stood up and held a press conference to talk about this matter.
Standing in front of the camera, Kelvin said, "The details of the Earth Defense Alliance's research on extraterrestrial creatures and civilizations will be selectively disclosed to the international community. This is a decision made by the representatives of the various countries for security reasons. Please do not read too much into it. "
But how could he not over-interpret it?
For the behemoth that was the Earth Defense Alliance, any sign of trouble could be put on the table by the major think tanks as a case study to analyze the meaning behind it. In particular, the professors mobilized their own students and called on those who were concerned about this incident to sign a petition on the White House website. By now, there were more than 100,000 people. According to the rules, the White House had to respond to this incident.
However, just when everyone was guessing how the UA would react, the response from the White House was quite flat. The United States was discussing this matter with the Earth Defense Alliance member states, but there was nothing else.
Whether it was a coincidence or not, shortly after the exhibition was held, an abandoned rocket launch site in B City restarted operation under the operation of NASA and SpaceX. The new Falcon rocket that was originally sealed in the warehouse was reinstalled on the launcher, and preparations for launch began quietly.
…
After entering February, scientists from all countries had almost finished working with each other, and the research on Devil Worm was gradually on the right track. The four newly built isolation rooms were put into use, and the efficiency of scientific research was several times faster than before.
After several meetings with members of various countries on the issue of Mars and the million-ton ship that was about to be completed, Jiang Chen took the space elevator back to the surface.
Before going home, Jiang Chen first went to Coconut Island and used the interdimensional material transmission device to send the small freezer containing the sample cells to Lin Lin's laboratory. Then he returned home after a business trip for almost half a month to continue the unfinished game …
Coro Island mansion.
It was night, and the evening breeze was gentle. The coconut trees outside the window swayed with their green shadows and covered the shameful moonlight.
"You're in the headlines again." Natasha rolled her eyes and tried to change the topic.
"You're the man in the headlines."
The topic was interrupted.
Seeing that she didn't succeed in diverting Jiang Chen's attention, Natasha gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes again.
"… I found out that you have a lot of fans in Russia. Guess what happened today? During lunch break today, the new beautiful translator from the embassy asked me excitedly with the cover of the Moscow Times. She asked me what kind of person you are and if I could introduce her to you … "
"Oh? What kind of person am I? "
Natasha rolled her eyes at Jiang Chen, who had a smirk on his face. She clenched her teeth and shook the sweat-soaked hair on her forehead. She breathed heavily on the muscular chest, rolled her eyes, stuck out her tongue, and made a face. She looked like she was about to die. "Dammit, are you really an Asian? I suspect you are … "
"I am?" Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow.
"Alien."
Natasha adjusted her disordered breathing and looked at Jiang Chen with a serious expression.
"…"
The speechless stare lasted for a minute.
Jiang Chen smirked as he patted the perky curve and listened to the high-pitched moan.
"Don't try to get away with it. You still need 972 push-ups and 1720 squats. Jean is counting for me."
"To be precise, it's 972 and 1727." The watch flickered, and Jean's emotionless electronic voice sounded on the bedside table.
"Oh, God, kill me!" said Natasha, rolling her eyes. "Give me a quick death."
"That won't do, Miss Agent." Jiang Chen smirked. "Let's make this clear. Whoever loses will be punished."
As soon as she heard the word punishment, Natasha's face suddenly collapsed and she looked like she was about to cry.
[I shouldn't have played this game with him.
This guy is insane!]
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