Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

"My name is Zhang Fangxu, from Bian Province. I graduated from Geng Provincial University. In 12, I was recommended to Jingcheng University for master and doctoral studies. At the beginning, I studied under Professor Zhang Minghui. Professor Zhang Minghui is a respected old professor. He is knowledgeable and humorous. Inner respect."

"But then Professor Zhang passed away on business, because Professor Meng Zezhi also studied number theory, so I switched to his name to study for a Ph. D. As in the title, I posted this video today to expose this Professor Meng Zezhi ugly face."

"At the beginning of 14, I had a new understanding of Goldbach's conjecture, so I carried out in-depth research on it, and finally got the research results two years later. Just because I I spent too much time on the research, and there is a rigid requirement for doctoral students in Beijing University to publish two papers in Chinese core journals, so I split this research result into two papers..."

"These two papers, one is "New Thoughts on Goldbach's Conjecture" and the other is "Paragroup Goldbach's Conjecture."

In the video, Zhang Fangxu bent down and brought up a thick stack of manuscript paper from under the table, flipped it to the camera, and said: "These are the manuscripts I saved when I was doing research. Maybe it's out of vanity. Talk to my classmates and roommates about my research content, I hope they can stand up and testify for me."

"After the thesis was finished, I went to Professor Meng, hoping that he could give some guiding opinions. After reading my thesis, Professor Meng said that there was something wrong with the conclusion, and he had to study it carefully. Let me go back and wait for news."

"It is generally difficult for doctoral students of our major to publish articles in domestic core journals alone, unless the supervisor signs the first author, or can get two letters of recommendation including those of his supervisor. That is to say, no matter Which method is it, if Professor Meng doesn't let go, the chances of my thesis being accepted are very slim."

Speaking of this, Zhang Fangxu seemed to be suppressing something, his eyes opened angrily, and the veins on his forehead burst out: "I have been waiting like this for nearly two months. After two months, the paper was published in the It was listed on the "Hua Guo Mathematics Journal."

Zhang Fangxu grabbed two "Journal of Huaguo Mathematics", spread them out under the camera, and said through gritted teeth, "You are not mistaken, the author column of these two papers only has the name of Meng Zezhi."

"Afterwards, I went to Meng Zezhi to make a theory, and he threatened me that if I dared to disclose this matter, he would have thousands of ways to prevent me from graduating."

As he said that, Zhang Fangxu put down the two magazines in his hands, and then pulled out a bank statement, which was printed exactly one year ago, and the words 'Meng Zezhi' were circled in red pen.

"Then, Meng Zezhi transferred 6 yuan to me."

Zhang Fangxu's eyes were reddened: "At that time, my dad happened to be sick and hospitalized, with chronic renal failure in the late stage, and the family spent almost all their savings on dialysis treatment for him..."

He clenched his hands tightly, choked up and said, "He took my weakness, I can't beat him..."

Speaking of this, his tone changed, his face flushed from the neck to the back of his ears: "I keep the bank statement, just for today—"

"Someone will definitely ask why I have the courage to stand up today!" Zhang Fangxu took a deep breath: "Because I finally graduated."

"I was supposed to graduate in June, but without those two papers, I couldn't meet the mandatory graduation requirements of two Chinese core journal papers stipulated by Capital University, so I was forced to postpone my graduation for half a year. "

"I've graduated now, so I don't have to worry about Meng Zezhi threatening me with his degree certificate, so I must stand up today and expose Meng Zezhi's ugly face..."

"The world is getting worse." The taxi driver couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Meng Zezhi listened, retracted his gaze from the phone screen, and looked up at him: "Why, my brother also cares about these current affairs news?"

"I don't really care about it," the taxi driver said with a smile. "It means that when I have free time, I like to browse Weibo post bars and so on. This matter has become a trending topic. It's hard to know."

Hearing this, Meng Zezhi opened Weibo and took a look.

Of the nine recommended positions in the hot search, the top three are all about him.

#Tutor Stealing Student Research Results#

#Zhang Fangxu Meng Zezhi#

#江江学校Professor Meng Zezhi of Peking University#

He randomly clicked into a trending search, swiped down, and all big V comments were forwarded.

[Professor of Peking University, it's so terrifying! 】

[A mouse dropping in the real version spoils a pot of porridge! 】

[This is the Yangtze River scholar? 】

[I feel sorry for Zhang Fangxu! 】

[Strongly request Beijing University to give us an explanation! 】

[The corruption in academia is still so heinous! 】

[Coordinated in Seoul, South Korea, said that he just saw reports about this incident in the news, and it was really embarrassing to throw it out of the country. 】

……

Meng Zezhi directly filtered out these insulting or unnutritious words.

He then looked down.

[Am I the only one who thinks it's weird? According to Zhang Fangxu, Meng Zezhi can sign himself as the first author on the paper, which means that these two papers are his research results, so why does he have to use up all his resources? What is the means to snatch these two papers? 】

[...Why do journals have such a rule that the papers published by the students are easily stolen by the tutors. 】

[Here is Copti.The default rule in the academic world: Master students publish papers, in principle, the supervisor is the first author; doctoral students publish papers, the supervisor must be the first author.A paper in which the supervisor is the first author and the graduate student is the second author is deemed to be written solely by the graduate student.Whether it is a school or a journal, why do they acquiesce in the emergence of such unspoken rules?

Because for journals, for the sake of personal reputation, the supervisor must sign the name of the paper, and he must check the quality of the paper. In this way, it saves a lot of trouble for the journal.As far as the school is concerned, the tutor is fixed and will not leave the school easily, while the students are mobile and do not belong to the school once they graduate.The tutor provides ideas for the students, and the school provides scientific research funds. If the research results belong to the students, then once the students leave, the school will be empty! 】

[However, Zhang Fangxu also said that the train of thought was his own and had nothing to do with Meng Zezhi.Besides, he only studies mathematics and doesn't need to go to a laboratory, so he doesn't need any research funds at all, okay?Besides, where does the scientific research fund come from? It is given by the state, the taxpayer's money, and has nothing to do with the school...]

[About why Meng Zezhi snatched my paper, I will reply here in a unified manner, and I won’t repeat it later.Because he was not in a good state of mind at the time, and he didn't have any research results that could be obtained, so he urgently needed two independently completed papers to act as a facade.Of course, this is just my guess. 】

[So this is the Lord's appearance? 】

【Distressed! 】

【Distressed +1】

……

Meng Zezhi frowned slightly, and continued to scroll down.

[Seeing this video, for some reason, I suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by Grandpa Pengci. 】

[I feel the same, I graduated with a Ph. Share your own research content, blame him for being too stupid and sweet, or my conspiracy theory. 】

[Grab two barbies, hurry up, surround them and praise——]

【How dark you have to be in your heart to feel that everything other people do is deliberate. 】

【…】

"The Capital University is here." The taxi driver shouted.

"Well," Meng Zezhi reacted, put away the phone: "How much?"

"Fifty."

Meng Zezhi took out his wallet, took out a hundred yuan note and handed it to him.

"Here, find you fifty."

At this moment, Meng Zezhi's cell phone rang.

He took the money from the driver and put it to his ear, "Hello, Dean Fu?"

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "Come to my office."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Zezhi sighed heavily, then went home, picked up his things, and then dragged his exhausted body to the dean's office.

I don't know how many points and pointers I received along the way, so I don't need to mention it again.

Dean Fu got impatient for a long time. When he saw Meng Zezhi coming in, he asked with a calm face, "You know everything?"

Meng Zezhi nodded: "Yes."

Then Dean Fu stood up from his seat, slapped his hand on the table, and said angrily: "Now that things are getting so big, the Ministry of Education called and ordered the school to quell public anger within today. What should I do?"

"I wrote the thesis word by word, and I also have the manuscript," Meng Zezhi said.

Dean Fu is skeptical about this matter, but now is not the time to pay attention to it: "So what if you have the manuscript, or do you think the group of ordinary people outside who have preconceived it will believe your words?"

Just as he was talking, a bald middle-aged man in his 30s rushed in anxiously: "Dean, something big happened——"

Just ten minutes ago, Zhang Fangxu’s roommate, Zhou Yi from the Department of Biology, posted his ID card, student ID card and two long screenshots of QQ Zone from a year ago on Weibo—in the screenshots, Zhang Fangxu was more than He mentioned his own research once and openly announced that he was willing to be Zhang Fangxu's witness.

What surprised Dean Fu was not this, but after this Weibo was posted, the first person to repost it was Chen Yingdi, who had just won the Golden Horse Award for Best Actor for "Titanic".

His retweeting was like a flood that opened the floodgates, and most of the prominent figures in the entertainment industry followed this Weibo.

Thinking about the number of fans of these people, Dean Fu felt cold.

He originally thought that even if it was for the face of Beijing University, Meng Zezhi must be saved first.

Only now it seems...

He made up his mind in an instant, and then said with a wry smile: "You know, it's not that we don't want to protect you, but the seriousness of the matter is beyond our imagination, for the sake of the reputation of Capital University..."

"I know." Meng Zezhi interrupted him, then put a booklet of the thesis in his hand on the table, and pushed it towards Dean Fu: "So don't worry, someone will rush to protect me."