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"The world of young people!" Professor Wang, who read the paper, sighed with deep emotion. ￠￡burning￠￡text￠￡小￠￡say, .ranen.

Wang Yong called a total of three people to help him review the test papers. Two undergraduates graded the previous questions, and the postgraduates specially corrected additional questions. He only needs to select the test papers that are certain to pass the test, and those who are certain to pass the test, or who cannot understand what to say, will be handed over to Wang Yong for decision.

In addition to teaching inorganic chemistry to his freshman year, Wang Yong also teaches sophomore and junior undergraduates. He has hundreds of test papers in his hand.

This is also the treatment only available to undergraduates in the 1980s. After the reform of higher education, although Professor Wang Yongsi still teaches undergraduates, it is impossible to be so intensive. Their focus will shift to scientific research. Go in life.

In fact, if the 8-hour working system is adopted, the time of any professor is not enough. Let alone teach one or two classes of undergraduates every day, those who can spare time to teach graduate students must work time. After all, In addition to the work in the laboratory, they also have a lot of management work and meetings to be carried out. The Chinese tradition is usually that the better a professor's scientific research and teaching level is, the more work that has nothing to do with scientific research and teaching.

Wang Yong is not as good as he can do everything, but he can be busy. Being able to take time to read the test papers is entirely out of his responsibility to the students. Therefore, he is not allowed to work overtime actively and paralyze himself with excellent answers to the test questions.

Wrote a score with a red pen, and Wang Yong drank a strong tea ceremony: "The English level is not good, the answer is a bit interesting, but in order to make it clear, there are too many Chinese words and it seems that it can’t be passed, you help me Write down the name."

"Okay." The graduate student went to get the notebook and turned to the corner of the page, which had already written more than a dozen names.

Wang Yong changed a test paper and said, "The test papers that Richard produced are still level, with good depth and breadth. Our students are a little troublesome to answer, but they can answer well and learn very well."

The graduate student nodded silently. He had to check the literature for some of the questions, so it was naturally difficult to comment.

"Have you seen Yang Rui's paper? Find it out." Wang Yong looked at the time and directly called.

"Li Lu, look for it from the freshman test paper." The graduate student called the undergraduate to come and help.

The two of them shared the approved test papers, found several sets of freshman test papers, and gave them to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong glanced roughly, then nodded slightly, rolled it up, and said, "Give me all the test papers that you passed. In addition, you should find the test papers that other teachers want to pass and send them to Richard's office together. "

"Okay, oh, and also, Professor Wang, Xu Anqing's test paper is also good." The graduate student pointed to the paper in Wang Yong's hand and said, "I put it in the second one."

"Where is it good?"

"I think the thinking is clear, and the answers to the questions are also very targeted."

"Let me take a look." Wang Yong looked at his watch. Although the time was a bit tight, it was still too late.

He took out the second test paper with Xu Anqing's name written on it, pinched it with his hand, and read it one last time. After a moment of thought, he laughed.

"Isn't it good?" The graduate student was showing off his vision.

Wang Yong nodded and said, "In terms of the requirements of undergraduates, it's really good."

"How is it better than Yang Rui?" The graduate student had heard of Yang Rui. Peking University has five, six, seven or eight publications on campus, and there are also various underground publications that are secretly popular. Almost every year, there are literary and artistic youths who want to run newspapers and magazines, and want to win Puli from the school newspaper reporter. Policy awards, let alone the location of public forums or chat rooms like Triangle Land.

No matter how big Peking University is, it cannot withstand so many self-media tossing each other. New students like Yang Rui who have topical characters will be ignored by the old students for a month or two, and then they will become more and more famous, especially His academic achievements are undisputedly strong for students, and graduate students have to admit that, not to mention, just being able to apply for school projects on their own is enough for graduate students and PhDs in various research groups to envy and envy. Hate it.

When Wang Yong heard Yang Rui's name, his eyes were narrowed, and he shook his head and said, "It's not the same, the grade is different."

"What do you mean by different grades?"

"I don't understand the grade? Can you do the same for junior high school students as the junior high school students do? It is a grade for junior high school students to do well, and it is also good for graduate students to do well." Wang Yong said After that, he rolled in Xu Anqing papers, and said: "Don't worry, put away the papers from other teachers before this afternoon."

"Oh." The graduate student smirked and sent Wang Yong away.

Seeing that the instructor went out, the graduate student lost his pen, shook his head and smiled: "The professor is stunned. A freshman, what kind of grade is not inferior, it is not the level of a high school student."

"Everyone can do their own projects. There must be some differences." Junior undergraduates envied this the most.

"Maybe it's because the family is amazing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I heard he is quite rich?"

"Well, who knows, but this is really good in English." The junior undergraduate said with fresh memory, "If Richard is taken care of, this kid will fly into the sky, Bury. The University of California, if I can study there, I would be willing to live less than 20 years."

"People, you don't need to live less than 20 years to go. Besides, you say that if you live less than 20 years, you can live less than 20 years? I still live less than 30 years."

"I live less than 4o years."

"5o years!"

"6o years!"

The seniors faintly joined the battle circle: "After hearing the Tao, you can die at night."

The graduate students and juniors were impressed instantly.

Wang Yong does have the idea of ​​sending Yang Rui to study abroad. In his opinion, Yang Rui, who was able to achieve this level in his freshman year, is a real genius, and such a genius should not be buried in the universities of third world countries.

After a year of study by visiting scholars in the United States and participation in many international conferences, Wang Yong has a new understanding and positioning of China's education level.

In terms of the state of Chinese universities in 1984, the conditions of Tsinghua and Peking University are not even comparable to Cairo University in Egypt, let alone the University of California at Berkeley.

Wang Yong believes that if Yang Rui can go to the University of California, he can definitely make a career.

And Richard is the best opportunity.

At the University of California, professors like him can make a decision for individual foreign students.

Wang Yong showed the paper to Richard and persuaded again: "From the answer to the question, you can see that Yang Rui is the most promising student in our school."

"That depends on the performance of other students." At the door, another professor also came in. Drinking is a little dizzy, the third chapter cannot be completed, sorry