Everyone Knows I'm a Good Person Chapter 71

Chapter 71

Editor: SimoB

The people in the office were stunned.

They looked at the paper, and then at s.h.i.+ Qing, who was standing there shamelessly…

WTF!

How can there be such a shameless person in the world?!

How on earth does he praise himself so much without blinking an eye, not to mention asking others to do so as well?!

Off to the side, the young Marquis seemed not to notice their twisted expressions. He quite smugly curled his lips and asked them very kindly, “Do you have a problem with what it says?”

His colleagues: “Um…”

s.h.i.+ Qing: “If no one has any problems, we can go look at the prototype now. I’ve also saved all my data if anyone is interested.”

The backs of the people in the office instantly straightened. Their faces were all filled with the glow of integrity.

“Nope, there’s no problems at all!”

“Yep, Professor s.h.i.+’s description is so accurate and true to life! Don’t worry, if there is really an interview, I’ll definitely tell them the truth!”

“I think you’re actually being too humble in your description of yourself. How can Professor s.h.i.+’s greatness be contained by a mere sheet of paper? Professor, I’ll definitely add some stuff of my own when they come to interview me!”

Their mothers might’ve taught them to be honest from a young age…

But what’s the harm in a white lie once in a while?

Qin Yunsheng quietly watched the young Marquis complacently from the side.

Only when s.h.i.+ Qing stepped forward did the motionless officer unpause and trail behind his little boyfriend protectively.

The news that s.h.i.+ Qing had actually developed artificial nerves shocked the entire Inst.i.tute.

Everyone scrambled to come take a look, regardless of age or seniority.

One such person was a gray-haired old man whose hands trembled slightly when he was excited, due to his advanced age.

Technically speaking, he was retired and was no longer involved in research, but he still liked to come back to the Inst.i.tute from time to time.

He had made many contributions to the country in his youth so no one was opposed to his visits. When the old man was feeling good, he sometimes even openly guided the younger generation.

When he looked through the gla.s.s at the animal subject, who had been fitted with a prosthetic limb with artificial nerves, walking around with its natural gait, the corners of his eyes began to redden.

“Oh! Oh my! With this technology, those with disabilities will be able to have an improved quality of life!”

The person at his side helped steady the overexcited old man. “Be careful, elder. Why don’t you have a seat and rest for a while?”

“No, no, I think I’ll take another look.”

The old man insisted on staying and watching the animal, who once had a broken forelimb, run around inside its enclosure. The prosthetic that hadn’t yet been grafted with hair moved and jumped in complete coordination with the other three legs. There were no differences between them, except visually.

The more he watched, the happier he became. Leaning on his cane, the old man flashed a toothless smile at the person supporting him. “How wonderful. Many of our brave soldiers returned disabled after defending our country. Although they have access to resources, their lives are still not the same as before. But now there’s hope…”

The old man tended to repeat himself over and over again, like very old people tended to do. His caretaker listened to him patiently.

The old man: “This must be reported to the press and the government immediately!”

The caretaker: “Yes, you’re right.”

The old man: “Has an experiment been done to restore hearing? Artificial nerves are capable of restoring hearing, so that experiment can be done as well.”

The caretaker: “Yes, I’ll relay that to the researchers later.”

The old man, who had been talking nonstop for half a day, slowly came to a stop.

He squinted his eyes in thought for a moment.

“The one who developed artificial nerves is called s.h.i.+ Qing, right? You can tell he’s a good child just from his name.”

The smile on his caretaker’s face stiffened.

Because this elder’s health was in decline, he rarely interacted with new people during his visits. Especially not the young researchers that were still somewhat impetuous.

As a result, he didn’t know about Marquis Professor s.h.i.+’s reputation in the Inst.i.tute.

But his caretaker knew, ah!

Yet, when met with the older man’s smile as he praised the ingenuity of the younger generation…

The caretaker couldn’t bear to tell him the truth. He grit his teeth.

“Yes… that’s right. He’s a g-good child…”

He felt that his well-meaning lie wouldn’t last long.

The elder was no fool, after all. He might have a high opinion of s.h.i.+ Qing for now, but surely the elder would discern what kind of person he was after paying more attention.

Thinking so, the caretaker went to pick up the elder the day after, as usual. He found the old man sitting cheerfully on the sofa, watching the news on his granddaughter’s phone that was in a case covered with pink hearts.

The old man heard him come in and looked up, waving him over.

“Come quick, little s.h.i.+ is on the news! I told you he was a good child. What a good child. Look at how everyone is praising him. Whether it’s his name or his features, you can tell he’s always been obedient growing up.”

The caretaker was stunned. He rushed forward quickly.

On the screen, there was a reporter holding a microphone and speaking into the camera.

“Only in his twenties this year, this person, who was born a n.o.ble and held the t.i.tle of Marquis from birth, resolutely threw himself into scientific research for the sake of his country. He is Professor s.h.i.+, the scientist who has developed [Artificial Nerves]!”

“His name might be unfamiliar to you, but [Artificial Nerves] should ring a bell. With them, man made prosthetics can move freely like real limbs made of flesh and blood! No need for b.u.t.tons or remote controls! The prosthetic can be controlled directly by the person’s mind! This major discovery will improve the lives of countless people living with injuries and disabilities!!”

The caretaker’s expression became dazed.

The first half was true, but wasn’t the rest of that a bit of an exaggeration..?

The video continued.

“Regarding Professor s.h.i.+’s character, his colleagues gave the most sincere judgments! Let’s look at the phrases with the highest overlap. He’s good-tempered, kind and well-spoken. Always very serious and hard-working and completely unlike the stereotypical second generation. Other than innate talent, the most important quality that allowed Professor s.h.i.+ to develop artificial nerves was his diligence.”

The caretaker: “……”

Were they really talking about the s.h.i.+ Qing he knew?

Was it someone else who happened to have the same name??

Then he saw clips of some of the people being interviewed flash by on the screen.

…They must have practiced a lot.

The shape of their mouths were right too.

The video was also incredibly smooth and unedited.

After confirming all these points, the poor caretaker was dead to the world.

He wanted to grab these guys by the neck and strangle them.

Tell me!

What did you guys sell your souls to the devil for?!

What exactly did s.h.i.+ Qing promise you guys, ah!!??