Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

If you are not happy, you must vent.

　　 Li Xin became unhappy, so he asked the familiar Meng Liang to trouble Yang Rui.

　　 Now it's Yang Rui's turn to be unhappy.

　　Theoretically, Yang Rui can go to Jing Yulan’s father for help. He is the vice president of China Silk Company. For a newly recruited graduate student, he is naturally handy and he can knead as he wants.

　　 Just doing this always makes Yang Rui feel weird.

　　 Without the traditional method of telling the teacher, Yang Rui's own rights are quite small.

　　 "Let's start with him as an in-service doctor." Yang Rui spent a quarter of an hour thinking about this, and then it took an hour to find someone for help.

　　 The first choice for inquiring about news is naturally Wang Yaping, the chairman of the student union.

　　 This position is long-sleeved and good at dancing. It is difficult to be wary of knowing a lot of people and being a student.

After half a day, Wang Yaping asked clearly, and came to Yang Rui’s dormitory to report and said: “Li Xin wants to apply for Professor Li’s doctorate. It seems that he has already met. However, Professor Li wants a full-time Ph.D. Doctor, it’s not certain whether the school can agree or not. The two talked for half an hour yesterday, but it’s not clear how it turned out."

　　 "What kind of person is Professor Li?" Yang Rui asked.

　　 "He is a professor from Tsinghua, who is like Tsinghua."

　　Yang Rui smiled: "Which kind of people are people like Tsinghua?"

　　 When the Peking University speaks of Tsinghua University, it is the same as the Tsinghua University when it comes to Peking University. Wang Yaping slapped the words in his mouth twice and spit out a word: "Fangzheng."

　　Yang Rui smiled: "Aren't there more Fang Zheng professors at Peking University?"

　　 Li Xin shook his head: "It's all from Tsinghua after the adjustment of the department."

　　As soon as these words came out, the two laughed together, and the students in the dormitory inside the door probed their brains, wondering what they were talking about.

　　 After laughing, Yang Rui breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I can't make Li Xin so easy, I have to find some trouble for him."

　　 "How to find?" Wang Yaping is naturally interested in this.

　　 "I haven't figured it out, do you have any ideas?"

"We can find a few more people to apply for Professor Li's Ph.D. If they are employed, I dare say that if this news is released, some people will definitely be happy. I know a few graduate students who graduated two years ago, and tell them, even if If he doesn't come, the news has spread." Wang Yaping's interest was not in vain, and he did think of a practical way.

　　 Yang Rui couldn't help but praised: "This is a good way to kill people without seeing blood. This is no ordinary trouble. Okay, just use yours. You deserve to be the president of the student union."

Wang Yaping nodded happily, and then retorted: "The student union's job is not to rectify people. We serve our classmates. This Li Xin is from the East China Institute of Textile Technology. He can't be regarded as a student before he was admitted to Professor Li's doctorate. ."

　　 "Yes, yes, but the work of spreading the news has to be left to you."

　　 "No problem, what are our brothers being polite?" Wang Yaping said in a big way. For him, this is indeed a simple matter.

"Thank you. This trick is a bit of a draw from the bottom. Unless Professor Li decides on the candidate, otherwise, with so many people competing, it would be too difficult for him to get this PhD degree." Yang Rui paused and asked: "A doctor from a bad guy, wouldn't it be too bad?"

Wang Yaping said disapprovingly: "Our school is not the only one who accepts doctoral students from Professor Li. He probably won’t be staring at Professor Li’s doctoral program. At that time, if our school fails, he will go to another school. Don’t do it anyway. Just be alumni with us."

　　 "That's right." College students in the 1980s were already extremely precious, and PhDs were even rarer than diamonds. But on the other hand, there are not many master students who are qualified to take the Ph.D. and they are generally older. For example, Li Xin is already 30%. Before they go for the Ph.D., they will fully communicate with their doctoral supervisors. It is normal to find that the competition is fierce, and it is normal to take the second place. It is rare that more than a dozen people go to test a tutor.

In addition, the current professors are allowed to recruit fewer doctoral students. For example, there is no doctoral degree in Tang Central. Even if it is allowed, there are usually one or two places per year. In this case, the supervisor will be careful to the doctoral students. Most candidates are trained as disciples. Communication before the exam is naturally indispensable. If someone is selected, most candidates will also be persuaded.

　　Wang Yaping spreads the news, whether it attracts people who want to be "on-the-job doctors" or ordinary "doctors", it will greatly increase the degree of competition. Wang Yaping thought about it and laughed and said, "I'm trying to contact a few seniors. Li Xin, a graduate student of East China Textile Engineering College, is not enough."

　　 Yang Rui's heart of revenge was a little extinguished, and he felt that the trouble to Li Xin was a powerful response.

　　 However, he obviously underestimated Li Xin's execution of revenge.

　　 Early the next morning, the head teacher who had never seen him appeared in the classroom.

　　 After a brief introduction, the head teacher ordered: "Yang Rui, you come with me."

　　 Yang Rui got up helplessly, and the students behind were all talking:

　　 "Do we really have a class teacher?"

　　 "The first semester of freshman year is almost over, how long do we have to live in the shadow of the top pick in the college entrance examination? How come the head teacher comes to Yang Rui?"

　　 "You haven't heard, Yang Rui is among the project applicants that the formula came out a few days ago. People can work on a project independently, and there is a funding of 2,000 yuan."

　　 "That's experimental funding, and it's not specifically for him."

　　 "Project! Know what a project means? You can do your own invention."

　　 "That's called scientific research, not invention..." Bai Ling couldn't listen anymore, and ended the students' small discussion.

　　 The 18-year-old Bai Ling is very beautiful. She has both invincible youth and proud style. Ordinary boys are ashamed and dare not talk to her.

　　 This invisibly gave her a little authority.

　　 Amid the buzzing noise of the classroom, Bai Ling simply got up and pushed the door, and followed Yang Rui.

　　 The head teacher is also a young man, in his twenties, and is there any pimples on his chin?

　　 He took Yang Rui to the corner of the stairs, looked around, and asked: "Yang Rui, teacher Meng Liang from the library, do you know him?"

　　 "I have seen it, but I don't know it."

　　 "Did he ask you to clean the library yesterday, you refused?"

　　 Yang Rui said indifferently: "He was fate."

"Although Teacher Meng works in the library, that is also your teacher. He asked you to clean the library. If you don't want to, you can tell the school. How can you give him a face on the spot?" The head teacher said with a heavy face, "Now, Teacher Meng Liang I have gone to the school's academic affairs office to reflect your situation, so you are now passive."

　　 Bai Ling, who was hiding from the corner, immediately squeezed a sweat for Yang Rui.

　　 Peking University has a relaxed style of study, which is relative to the 1980s. The current school still has great authority, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the lifeblood of students is in their hands. The Academic Affairs Office can not only directly issue sanctions ranging from warnings to expulsion, but also write sanctions into the archives. In this era when there is no private enterprise, sanctions into archives are things that affect your life. I want to go formal in the future. It is difficult for a company to be a gatekeeper.

Yang Rui had an expression of disapproval, and said faintly: "I didn't give Ms. Meng a face on the spot. Maybe it was because I refused his order, which made him feel damaged. However, his order exceeds the norm and I have to make my own judgment. , He can’t say what he says, otherwise, if Teacher Meng asked me to go to Tiananmen Square to post a poster, would I go too.”

"Don't talk nonsense." The head teacher's voice became louder, then lowered, and said: "I'm not here to trouble you, otherwise, the Academic Affairs Office will call you directly. The current situation is that Teacher Meng has responded to your situation. And a classmate from another school testified, you have to find a way to win Teacher Meng’s forgiveness, understand?"

　　 "I don't quite understand." Yang Rui's tone hardened, and he said, "Obviously he wanted to toss me out of a certain mentality, and I refused to be tossed. How come I want to win his forgiveness."

　　Yang Rui didn't want to fight **** reason, he knew in his heart that things like this were messed up in themselves, either they passed away, or they were chased down. He just felt uncomfortable. After all, he just decided to "let off" Li Xin, and he was not prepared to pursue Meng Liang.

　　 Now that he was bitten back, Yang Rui suddenly felt the disgusting feeling of a human-machine battle, elegant shots, happy hunting, and then being killed by the computer.

"Classmate Yang Rui." In fact, the head teacher was also a headache. At this time, he bit his head and said in a serious tone: "First of all, you must be clear that you are a student, Ms. Meng Liang is a teacher, and respecting the teacher is a tradition. Second, you are On the one hand, Mr. Meng has witnesses. Third, you volunteered to work as a student in the library. It is a normal order for Mr. Meng to give you work. It is not a messy life as you said..."

　　 "It's not a mess to clean up two classrooms the size of the library in a week? Is it because I am ignorant, or the students in our school are all robots?" Yang Rui did not retreat, he was really not afraid, and there was only an unpleasant flame in his heart.

　　The head teacher changed his tone and said, "It's no good for you to be so stubborn."

　　 "I'm not doing it for good." Yang Rui sold a clever.

　　 The nervous Bai Ling who was listening was taken aback behind the wall, and then she accidentally laughed.

　　 "Who?" The head teacher chased after him with a dark face.

　　 Bai Ling hesitated and walked out.

When the aggressive young head teacher saw that she was such a beautiful female college student, her feet softened first, and she accidentally revealed her bottom: "Are you Bai Ling~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He met Bai Ling at the New Year's Day party because she was The beautiful girl with one of the best biological coefficients is in her own class, so she has a deep memory.

　　 "Have you seen me?" Bai Ling was surprised, she had never met the head teacher.

　　 Peking University’s head teacher system is in vain, and it is very consistent with Peking University’s style of study. There was an anecdote that a homeless man pretended to be the head teacher of a certain class in a certain hospital of Peking University and was only discovered after a year of serious work.

　　The students majoring in biological sciences have seen the head teacher at the beginning of school, and most of them don’t even remember.

　　 The young head teacher was a little embarrassed, and immediately sullen his face and asked: "Are you eavesdropping?"

　　 "Just passing by, I think Yang Rui was right." Bai Ling made a clear-cut support.

The head teacher was stunned for two seconds, seeing the beautiful female college student supporting handsome Yang Rui, suddenly felt uninterested, and said: "This matter is not up to me to decide, Yang Rui, I am urging you to reduce major issues and minor issues. In fact, it was originally. It’s a trivial matter, an apology is over. It’s nothing great. Don’t let people with ulterior motives deliberately make things happen. Okay, think about it carefully. Come to my office if you need it.

　　 The head teacher flicked his sleeves without taking away a cloud.

　　 Waiting for the others to walk away, Yang Rui touched the back of his head and smiled: "I don't even know that the head teacher still has an office."

　　 "He never came to the classroom. If there is no office, there would be no place to work." Bai Ling pointed out the reason sharply.

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