Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Zhao Dannian stayed outside for a week. After coming back, he found Yang Rui with some pride and asked, "What have you done recently?"

Yang Rui said dullly, "I wrote two papers, nothing more."

Zhao Dannian's old wrinkles seemed to come alive, and he twisted a "knot" on his face. He was going to ask casually, showing off his work by the way, but he didn't expect this answer at all, so he continued to ask: "Where are the two papers published?"

"It's still the two previous journals, one in China and one abroad."

"Then why do you look at it, as if you are not happy?"

"The progress is relatively small. Given the current experimental conditions, at most two or three more articles should be published. It's time to cook cold rice." Yang Rui was indeed in a bad mood. As a young newcomer, Yang Rui knows that his background is weak and the strength of his papers is not strong enough. Therefore, he chose relatively familiar journals for his two newly published papers, hoping to increase the winning rate. Foreign journals are themselves searched. Although the impact factor is low, they are in line with the level of the article. Although they have not been searched at present, they are considered as potential domestic journals, which are very useful to improve the reputation of authors.

However, the main reason for not publishing more weighty articles in more weighty journals is the poor laboratory foundation of the Ruixue Group, and the current environment lacks the network paper retrieval function that Yang Rui is familiar with.

In this case, it is very difficult for Yang Rui to copy some powerful articles-high-quality papers often require high-quality citations. It is normal for a paper to cite 20 or 30 items, but to find these items , Yang Rui needs more than just finding twenty or thirty papers. Even if there are enough domestic and foreign periodicals in the library to allow Yang Rui to browse freely and write an article of sufficient weight, it is estimated that it will take one or two months, not to mention that the library in Hedong Province is so backward.

On the other hand, high-quality biological papers usually require high-quality laboratories. According to the standards of the 1980s, you can clone sheep. You just need to build a laboratory of hundreds of millions of dollars. If you want to do a human gene map, you can build a laboratory of hundreds of millions of dollars...

"No one asks under the ten-year window, and you become famous in one fell swoop." This kind of story is actually more suitable for theoretical physics and mathematics in the scientific world. For example, Chen Jingrun, a new hero in the 1980s, doesn't need much experimental equipment, just write a book and leave it to others to read. Hawking has only one finger to move, and he can't do experiments even if he wants to, but he has a clear brain and can still continue his research.

There is no such convenience in biological research. Without one piece of equipment in the laboratory, the key steps cannot be carried out, and the specific data of each experiment may be different. Using broken data to publish papers is to fool domestic journals. If you run into more serious experts, it is difficult for such papers to pass.

Zhao Dannian couldn't understand Yang Rui's displeasure. He pinched his finger and said, "You have published two articles, and now you have published two more. You can continue to publish two or three more? Why do you feel uncomfortable?"

Had it not been for the relationship between the principal and the students, Zhao Dannian would now be ready to touch this young man's head. Could it be that he had used too much and burnt?

When asked by the principal, Yang Rui felt a little strange, so he explained: "I originally thought that the papers published abroad could have some other gains. Recently, there has been no news, and there is no money to update the experimental equipment. By the way, you go. Find the teacher, did you find it?"

"I have identified a Chinese teacher for the time being, and I can come to school tomorrow." Zhao Dannian is still a little interested in the "harvest" that Yang Rui said, but he is more interested in showing off achievements, so he once again grasped the principal's "unpredictable" Smiled and said, "Do you know where the newsletter I published has been sent to?"

"You said it."

"The newsletter on Shanghai has already been published. In addition, with the help of an old friend of mine, the people and things involved in this newsletter will be re-interviewed and published on Shanghai with a name and a surname." Zhao Dannian couldn't wait to show off and wrinkle. Baba's cheeks glowed. China Education News is a national-level newspaper and the only national-level newspaper in the education system. As a town-level middle school, there is not even one in ten thousand chance of being published in such a newspaper.

It can be said that Zhao Dannian can get what he wants because of the right time and place. Not only an old classmate, but a special student can achieve this goal.

Yang Rui did not have the joy that Zhao Dannian expected, and asked specifically: "What does it mean to have a name and a surname?"

"Your name, my name, and the name of Xibao Middle School will all be on the board. From now on, you will be our Hedong Province... at least the typical education in Nanhu area." Zhao Dannian said in a cool tone: "You have to prepare. The reporter from here has arrived in these two days."

Yang Rui smiled bitterly: "Didn't we say that we are not typical?"

Zhao Dannian asked puzzledly: "What are you afraid of?"

Yang Rui recalled the typical work he knew, and said: "If you are a model, you have to give lectures everywhere, and there are countless people visiting. It is a waste of time. If you write any report materials...

Before Yang Rui finished speaking, Zhao Dannian laughed and gasped while laughing: "You are a typical model, and you have to give a speech everywhere. It's still a long way away. Besides, we don't have the money for you to give speeches everywhere at West Fort Middle School. The fare is for me. I can’t even get it out. Do you know how many typical models there are in the whole country in a year?"

"How many?"

"Thousands of people are indispensable. Just let us in Hedong Province, from model workers to March 8th Red Flag bearers, and these top ten young people, etc. There are hundreds of people at the provincial level alone, and the Nanhu area needs to be evaluated as it is. Have you seen these hundreds of people, one of them came to West Fort Middle School?"

"It seems...no."

"So, the rich have distant relatives in the mountains, and the poor are in the downtown area. No one asks them." Zhao Dannian said with emotion, "We learned from Xibao to the prefectural committee. It takes four or five hours to drive to Pingjiang and one day to Pingjiang. How many I would like to visit and study?"

"It seems, it's a little far away."

"So, don't worry about those, and do a good job of the reporter's interview. In addition..." Zhao Dannian turned around and said: "Come on, the education bureaus at the provincial, city and county levels must send someone to accompany you. In addition to the entourage of other units, it is estimated that there are quite a few people, and you have to behave well recently."

"You just said that the poor are in the downtown and no one asks..."

"Done well, we can get rich all at once." Zhao Dannian's excitement because of honor is beyond Yang Rui's understanding, but the mood of gaining benefits through honor is closer to Yang Rui's thinking mode.

It’s good if Xibao Middle School is a little rich. The sharp school group now subsidizes the school’s hundreds of yuan in water and electricity bills. New houses and teacher subsidies are also paid for by the sharp school group. If it can bear part of the cost, the Ruixue group will naturally be more generous.

On the other hand, in addition to the return class and freshmen, Yang Rui’s sharp school also recruited a few high school students awaiting Yang Rui’s graduation. These students will still stay in the sharp school division of Xibao Middle School. Although Yang Rui is not They will let go, but if they can get better teaching conditions, it will not be a bad thing.

"I only spend four hours a week to receive these people at most." Yang Rui gave a number.

"No problem, no problem." Zhao Dannian chuckled happily, with his hands behind his back, singing Shajiabang's words and passing through the playground: I think Laozi’s team only opened, and there were only a dozen people together. Seven or eight guns...

Yang Rui shook his head and thought: This old man is really unreliable. While he keeps saying that he doesn't want to work hard to establish a model, he hopes that everyone knows that he is going to establish a model.

Here he guessed right and wrong. If Zhao Dannian had not known that his old classmate Huang Weiping was the secretary of the education department, and the education department had already known this person because of the series of articles that Yang Rui published earlier to earn money~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he really did not want to work hard, There is nowhere to go.

However, Huang Weiping or the people behind him are also interested in this matter, and it hits off with Zhao Dannian. It's strange that Principal Zhao didn't want to use this matter.

Looking back, Yang Rui inspected his laboratory and called in He Cheng, who was an experimental assistant. Together with Wei Zhenxue who was resting, the three of them worked hard together to improve hygiene. When Yang Rui wanted to come, the principal's so-called good performance is to do good hygiene.

Wei Zhenxue has almost trained He Cheng and other students, and has recently started his own experiments. However, Yang Rui had to call Wei Zhenxue for help if he encountered a person who was more difficult to do or had to wait for the data experiment. The latter was busy with two people alone, tired enough, cleaned a few important instruments, and fell asleep on the experimental platform. After a while, even the snoring sound was heard.

Yang Rui stared at the ruddy-faced Wei Zhenxue in surprise for a moment, sighed, and closed the lid of the absolute ethanol that was turned up on the experimental platform in the past.

Wei Zhenxue smashed his lips, he looked like a drunkard that I hadn't reached yet.

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