I Exchange Black Technology by Crushing the School Bully
Chapter 1281

Excellent Student Showdown!

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Frontier Technology University, Faculty and Staff Auditorium.

Teachers and university leaders of all kinds filled the auditorium. The aura of power was so thick it was terrifying, and the pressure of the big shots spread everywhere. If a poor student accidentally wandered in, they could easily explode and die!

Excellent Youth, Distinguished Young Scholars, Changjiang Scholars, academicians, Nobel Prize winners... The leading figures from numerous fields had gathered in one place. If a missile struck at that moment, human technology would instantly regress by more than ten years, and several fields would be left without leaders.

The bald university president sat upright on the platform, droning on as he read from a document:

"Deepen the adjustment of professional disciplines, promote interdisciplinary integration, strengthen the development of core courses and teaching materials for professional degrees..."

"This year's main line of work is to thoroughly complete the four thematic tasks of positioning, guidance, development, and operations; further clarify and uphold the positioning of cutting-edge technology research and development; highlight our university's educational characteristics; strengthen the research-oriented approach; and standardize the training model..."

"Our university's faculty and staff representatives engaged in heated discussions on the four thematic tasks and put forward numerous constructive opinions and suggestions, which mainly fall into the following categories..."

The entire auditorium was silent, and no one dared make a sound. All the faculty and staff kept their heads down, scribbling in their notebooks.

In the front row, a beautiful woman in a black formal suit was earnestly drawing in her notebook. Her appearance was breathtaking, her face as fair as jade, and she stood out among the attendees, most of whom looked rather unfortunate.

Beside her sat an old man with disheveled hair. He kept rubbing the cigarette case in his pocket, his brows furrowed and his expression

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