I can see health

Chapter 17 Mentor Interview

Instructor interview, one-on-one one-on-one.

All candidates are entered sequentially in the order of their test numbers.

As for the type of interview and what content will be tested, only those who enter will know.

After so many days of exams, the six applicants for the cardiology department are already familiar with each other.

Except for Jiang Qingyan, who didn't integrate into everyone's circle, everyone else would chat occasionally.

Among the six, Jin Miao's undergraduate degree is Kyoto University.

"Jin Miao, you are an undergraduate or from Kyoto University, so you should know Professor Yang." A girl wearing glasses sat beside Jin Miao.

"I'm fortunate to have listened to Professor Yang's class." Jin Miao smiled. "In addition, during the internship, I followed a doctoral brother under Professor Yang."

"Then you have the highest chance of being admitted this time." The girl said, "I see that your initial test scores ranked first among us, and your performance in the second test is also very good."

Jin Miao shook his head slightly, and sighed: "I didn't pass the skills test yesterday. I think Lu Chen's performance is good, and he has a high chance of going ashore."

This is really Chi Guoguo's Versailles speech!

The results of two A's and two B's are already ranked third among the crowd.

The girl pursed her lips, her heart continued to be contemptuous, but she still said: "I don't think so, I heard that Lu Chen didn't do well in the first test, after all the first test takes the most weight, I think you are the most likely. "

Hearing the girl's words, Jin Miao couldn't help showing a faint smile: "Hey, the final choice belongs to Professor Yang. We can't figure out his routine, so let's prepare for the interview."

……

Five minutes later, Jia Bo walked into the waiting room.

"Student Jin Miao, the first interview!"

Jin Miao stood up, took a deep breath, and walked into the interview room.

……

In the waiting room, Lu Chen took out his notes and began the final sorting process.

Jiang Qingyan sat beside him.

Lu Chen glanced at her from the corner of his eye, she was very calm.

Oh, that's not true either.

Her expression has always been the same, with little dynamic change.

About 10 minutes passed.

The door of the interview room was pushed open.

Jin Miao walked out of the interview room with a faint smile.

It seems that his interview process went relatively smoothly.

But this time, the students who finished the interview were not forced to separate, but sat together with the students who did not conduct the interview.

As soon as Jin Miao sat down, the students at the side asked him about the content of the interview.

……

"Lu Chen, the second one!"

Lu Chen's heart tightened slightly, he put away his letter and put it in his bag, got up slowly, arranged his clothes, and walked to the interview room.

When he passed Jia Bo's side.

Jia Bo smiled at Lu Chen, patted him on the shoulder lightly, and whispered, "Student Lu Chen, I wish you good luck."

Lu Chen was taken aback for a moment, then smiled in response.

For some reason, he always felt that Jia Bo was weird.

But now I can't control so much, throwing away the distracting thoughts in my mind, Lu Chen slowly pushed open the door of the interview room.

The interview room is very large, and it should be a place for some large meetings.

There is a rectangular mahogany table in the center of the room, with a pot of green plants placed in the four corners, and a large fish tank in the center, which contains many colorful fish that Lu Chen does not know.

There is only one person in the interview room!

Lu Chen looked intently.

He is about 50 years old, wearing a white coat and sitting at the head of the mahogany square table, looking down at the documents in his hands.

He should be Professor Yang Feng.

The deputy dean of Kyoto University School of Medicine, the authority of Huaxia Cardiovascular Medicine, and one of the main authors of internal medicine books.

This seems to be different from the scene I imagined, where a row of experts sat in front of them and asked questions.

Lu Chen approached slowly, and then he saw Professor Yang Feng clearly.

His appearance is very ordinary, and he belongs to the kind of person who is thrown into the crowd, and it is almost impossible for you to recognize him again.

Hearing the movement from the door, Yang Feng raised his head.

"Student Lu Chen, come on, sit down!"

Yang Feng's attitude was very kind. He smiled and pointed to a seat in front of him, motioning for Lu Chen to sit down.

"Thank you, Teacher Yang."

Lu Chen obediently sat in front of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng held a stack of information sheets in his hand, which should be the information materials of all candidates.

"Student Lu Chen, you are the one with the lowest score in the preliminary test among the six students."

Yang Feng cut to the chase, picked up Lu Chen's information sheet and asked directly.

"Do you think you have any advantages over others?"

Is it so direct?

Direct "heart-to-heart talk" without any other professional knowledge assessment?

Lu Chen paused, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Yang, I may not be as good as other students in terms of the preliminary test results alone, but the test scores do not represent everything."

"Compared to other classmates, I may know you better.

"Know me better?"

A smile appeared on Yang Feng's slightly kind face.

"Did you know that the first classmate Jin Miao came in, his undergraduate degree is at Kyoto University, and he once worked as an intern in our department."

"Do you know me better than him?"

Lu Chen smiled slightly, sat up straight, and looked at the boss in front of him without showing any weakness.

"Mr. Yang, I have carefully studied the papers you have published in recent years and the major fund projects you have hosted."

"In the fields of chest pain center construction, acute myocardial infarction diagnosis and treatment system, and stroke, you are worthy of being one of the pioneers in my country."

"Among them, you recently published this "Coronary Atherosclerosis T1-weighted Characterization with integrated anatomical reference" in the "Journal of Cardiovascular Magnetic Resonance", which evaluates vulnerable atherosclerotic plaques in vitro and in vivo, and clarifies the CATCH sequence Diagnostic performance for intraplaque hemorrhage..."

"Another paper..."

"There is one more..."

Yang Feng's eyes were first appreciative, then gratified, and finally a little bit shocked by Lu Chen's words.

This kid really studied him!
Still more in-depth research!
With so many papers he published, many of them are just as the corresponding author to give a general direction, but the specific paper writing is done by the students under him.

So he didn't even understand some of his own articles clearly than Lu Chen.

However, there is another situation, which does not rule out that other professionals have already made relevant preparations, and it is enough for him to come and endorse.

After a long silence, Yang Feng continued.

"The first paper you were talking about, do you see any limitations in the whole experiment?"

Limitations, to put it simply, are shortcomings and deficiencies.

To talk about the advantages of an article, it may be very general to talk about, for example, the topic is novel, the discussion is detailed, and so on.

Even if you don't look carefully, you may be able to ramble a little bit.

But when it comes to shortcomings, it is difficult to say something dry if you don't have your own in-depth research!
After listening to Yang Feng's question, Lu Chen was silent for a moment.

He really didn't think about the limitations of the thesis.

After all, his level of knowledge is limited to undergraduate!
Most of Professor Yang Feng's papers are already the ceiling of the subject, and it is not easy to understand, not to mention the shortcomings.

Lu Chen thought for a moment, and said, "Teacher Yang, with my current level of knowledge, I have no ability or qualification to comment on your paper."

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, as if it was the same, the person sitting opposite him was an undergraduate student, not his doctoral students.

It is indeed embarrassing for him to talk about the limitations of his thesis.

However, Lu Chen suddenly changed the topic.

"But at the end of this paper, Mr. Yang, you yourself talked about the limitations of the paper."

"I remember it like this. The sample size of this experiment is insufficient, and the main experimental population is in northern China, so it is not widely representative."

"Secondly, this study is a multi-center collaboration, and there is no uniform standard for all the detection indicators. There may be errors in this regard."

Lu Chen tried his best to recall the contents of this paper.

In fact, thanks to the well-known paper Yang Feng asked, with a high impact factor, Lu Chen studied it carefully.

For another paper, he might not be able to answer it.

Hearing this, Yang Feng was finally able to confirm.

Lu Chen had really "studied" him, instead of simply reading his papers and memorizing them for him.

"Well, not bad. I saw your results in the written test and skill test yesterday, and they were also very good." Yang Feng said comfortingly, "I still have a place for a master's degree, which is also the last one. Would you like to come to my master's degree? "

Master degree again?

Why do you always have a master's degree?

Lu Chen sighed slightly in his heart, but still kept a smile on his face: "Mr. Yang, as long as it is your student, whether it is a master's degree or a master's degree, it is a very happy thing."

"But personally, I can't lie to you, I prefer to study for a master's degree."

Yang Feng shook his head and smiled, "You children all want to study for a master's degree. Don't you know that the master's degree has more room for development, at least in terms of the doctoral exam, the master's degree has more advantages."

"Go back and think about it!"

"Well, thank you Teacher Yang for your kindness."

When he walked out of the interview room, Lu Chen was still a little dazed.

It turns out that the tutor interview is so simple, less than 10 minutes, without any exam questions, the tutor will just chat with you.

But in this way, the maneuverability of the final result is too great.

Judging from the current situation, Yang Feng, like Jia Bo, both secretly and explicitly want him to study for a master's degree.

However, Lu Chen's heart is relatively firm, and he doesn't think about studying for a master's degree for the time being.

After returning to his seat, he heard Jia Bo shouting loudly.

"Next, Jiang Qingyan!"

Facing everyone's eyes, Jiang Qingyan slowly got up.

Her attire today is quite formal, in a light shape, wearing a slim white shirt.

"Come on." Lu Chen whispered.

"Ah."

Jiang Qingyan nodded slightly, then walked to the interview room.

……

The time for Jiang Qingyan to enter the room was also very short, less than 10 minutes.

"Next, Feng Dinghan."

……

In less than an hour, the tutor interview was over.

"Students can leave now."

"At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, the admission list will be announced on the school's official website for graduate students. Students who are admitted must go to the graduate school to report at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, otherwise they will be deemed to have given up automatically!"

After the exam was over, everyone left one after another.

Today, there is no rain.

Lu Chen and Jiang Qingyan did not walk together.

Back at the hotel alone, Lu Chen finally relaxed completely.

Although the content of the re-examination is not much, the knowledge of the re-examination is more detailed than that of the initial examination, and there are more things to consider.

In the afternoon, Lu Chen took advantage of his spare time to visit the scenic spots in Kyoto.

It's not the peak tourist season, Lu Chen is riding a bicycle in the streets and alleys alone, which is quite interesting.

Back at the hotel, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

There seemed to be no movement in the room next door, and Lu Chen didn't care.

That night, he slept soundly.

When I woke up in the morning, I opened my eyes and looked at the phone beside the bed, it was exactly eight o'clock.

(End of this chapter)