"Play the piano randomly! What's going on in the graduate school? Even if you are a targeted student, you should explain it clearly to the students! The teachers in the Graduate Admissions Office are so perfunctory about the top students who want to be admitted to the graduate school? Forget it, I will ask about this."

After listening to Kong Mingde's description, Du Shaodong got angry casually.

No one is too upset.

Kong Mingde, opposite the phone, changed the topic like a person who was fine: "By the way, how to reward this paper? Does the school have a plan? After all, it is better to sign the name of this paper unit Jiangda."

"Give it according to the school's regulations! It's a coincidence that the little guy is not there. I remember that two years ago, the school rewarded the corresponding author of the top issue with 500,000."

"Two hundred thousand is not much, I will inform him of this good news when I look back."

"But since he has no problem after your assessment, when telling him the good news, he should cooperate with the school's publicity. Just now, Lao Liu called me and said that this incident had a great response on the Internet. Taking advantage of this momentum, he just happened to promote the school."

"The key point is our Mathematical Institute!"

"Okay! I know it! That's it. I'll call the publicity portal and ask them to arrange it."

...

In the Jiangda campus community, in the study room of Long Xuepin, director of the Graduate Entrance Examination Office.

Xue Qingsong was sitting opposite Director Long.

The tea on the table was already cool, but I didn't touch it.

"Director Long, look at my affairs..."

"Old Xue! You are stupid!"

"It's not me that you are also an elderly person in the Graduate Enrollment Office. Why is the work so rough? Someone comes to consult about your Graduate Enrollment and you can do your explanation. Oh, you tell them that the information is lost? What is this? What does the students think? Isn't this a handle handing over to others to hold a grudge?"

"This... I read the student's file at that time. I really didn't know that this would happen!"

"Oh, students look ordinary, you can handle it casually? To put it bluntly, our locations are all for students. Forget it, I won't say anything empty talk. Teacher Xue, you should be ready for transferring jobs. In this way, don't think about sitting in the office. The media laboratory below is short of individuals. You have learned this before, and the equipment should still be familiar. I suggest you go there to make up for it."

"Ah? No, Director Long..."

"Stop talking, this is the best. The school is not sure that the trend of the graduate admissions office will be investigated this time. I have seen the work of the graduate admissions office over the years. I believe that there is no major principle issue, which can stand the investigation, but if you really have to be serious, you will have to review one by one, and there are fewer messy things? After sorting it out so carefully, do you think you can still sit in the office? Don't you have a butt?"

"You don't care what your colleagues think is a trivial matter. What reason does it really matter to fire you? Who can I ask for advice? Take the initiative to make an internal review and apply for a job transfer!"

Xue Qingsong didn't say anything anymore and could only lower his head silently.

If he had known this today, he would have offered a presentation to Ningwei as a Bodhisattva!

Laboratory administrator?

His former target was the position of Lao Long!

Well, this dream can be shattered.

Xue Qingsong almost couldn't remember how he walked out of Director Long's house. He walked along the campus like a ghost, passing by the canteen. The street lights in front of the door were very bright. He stopped by a strange thing and stood in front of the bulletin board. There was still a notice of criticism posted on the bulletin board. The name in the copy was so dazzling.

"... Ning Wei, a senior student in the School of Mathematics and Applied Mathematics, School of Mathematics and Statistics, majoring in Mathematics and Applied Mathematics, School of Mathematics and Statistics,..."

"squeak……"

Xue Qingsong tore off the notice and criticized it hard, kneaded it into a ball, and held it tightly.

Lao Xue didn't know that there was another junior boy who was being directed by a girl, and the same thing as him was revealed on the campus, so he had to keep it carefully.

...

I don’t know how many people can’t sleep on this night when they toss and turn, but I would rather sleep very comfortably.

The next day when I opened my eyes, I heard muttering and laughing in the bed.

I turned around, touched my phone, and looked at the time. It was already tens of ten. Although this time was definitely not early, there were no classes on Friday morning. According to the urination of the other three people in dormitory 302, it is rare to get up before nine o'clock when there is no class.

Ning Wei lay on the bed, poked his head out, and saw three people under the bed standing in front of Xu Ruixuan's table, flipping through his cell phone, laughing from time to time, and then patting the other person's shoulder.

"I said, what are you doing early in the morning?"

"Ha, I'm awake for you? You're so popular, you're really so popular this time! Do you know how popular the question Liu Cong asked on Zhihu yesterday?"

When he heard this topic, Ning Wei wanted to cry a little.

"How many?"

"The popularity of 48.6 million is now the number one hot list! Mr. Xuan's answer is in the first place, and he has been liked 18,000 times! It's only one night! If there are a few more days, what would that be? There is also good news. Mr. Xuan's answer has been directly reprinted by many public accounts, and it is available on Weibo!"

"Not only that, many people sent me private messages last night!" Xu Ruixuan raised his head and said proudly.

"I..." Ning Wei wanted to kill someone, so he quickly picked up his phone, opened Zhihu, and clicked on the hot list.

As expected, the number one hot list is the question Liu Cong mentioned anonymously.

18,000 likes is a trivial matter, and the comments below have also increased to more than 2,000.

Ning Wei glanced at him and what made him feel relieved was that many comments were asking about Jiangcheng University in all aspects.

Well, although the answers discussed by the three of them are indeed outrageous, they can help the school promote the benefits of being unintentionally planted.

After all, I have been in Jiangda for four years and I am still very emotional.

To be strict, Jiang University’s teachers are very good and very responsible.

I have to be stopped after class, so it is common to answer students' questions patiently.

Ning Wei often did this when he was a freshman. He never encountered any professor who had been impatient. Even when the get out of class was over, he would still patiently explain the problem thoroughly until he felt that he understood.

OK...

Anyway, it's already like this.

After closing Zhihu, he decided not to pay attention to the three bitches in the dormitory. He would rather try to untie the whitelist restrictions on his mobile phone.

Very good, no one makes harassing calls anymore.

Ning Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

This mobile phone number has been used for seven years since the first year of high school. I have changed my phone once, but I have never changed my number before. I have given it up and I am really reluctant to let it go.

He crawled out of bed with his cell phone and ignored the three of them, flipping through comments and entertaining himself. He planned to wash up and go to the cafeteria for breakfast and continue the turbulence algorithm he realized yesterday.

The phone rang when the person was still in the bathroom.

When I saw it, it was another strange number.

Subconsciously connect.

"Are you Ning Wei?"

"yes!"

"Wow, you really want to be better! God of study, I admire you so much!"

"Thanks!"

"Ah..., nothing is wrong, just call and ask! Goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

After hanging up the phone, Ning Wei looked at the phone with a headache, thought about it, and then changed it to the whitelist filtering mode again.

It seems that this number will still be changed.

Thinking of it, I couldn't help but feel a little more resentment towards a graduate student at Maima University in Canada.

Isn't it because this person is hanging, he needs to change his number?

After brushing my teeth in a depressed state, I washed my face and just walked back to the dormitory when a knock on the door suddenly came.

"Is this the dormitory of Ning Wei of the School of Mathematics?"

The girl's voice sounded very crisp.
Chapter completed!