My brother became a playboy

Not long after I got off the plane with Zhao Xing, I got a piece of news from the research group—my doctoral supervisor, the director of the special committee of the research institute, was promoted to the dean of the institute.

This is really unexpected news. All along, my doctoral supervisor has been concentrating on academics. There have been waves of internal strife in the research institute, and he has never gotten involved. Since the institute, four deans have passed away. Originally, I thought that a new dean would be transferred to our institute from other institutes in the system.

Even if it is an internal promotion, there are still several vice presidents and assistant presidents waiting to be fed in the research institute. Under normal circumstances, it would not be my doctoral supervisor who is dedicated to academics.

Of course, that is under normal circumstances. If under abnormal circumstances, for example, my doctoral supervisor really fights for it, he still has a great chance of winning.

In the chat group, "Congratulations to Academician Li for becoming the dean of our hospital" was posted. The group of hundreds of people suddenly showed the momentum of thousands of people. My doctoral supervisor, Academician Li, sent a red envelope in the group very down-to-earth , everyone's atmosphere became more enthusiastic.

My brother Teacher Bai chatted with me privately, let me watch the group, and said: "Go and congratulate me."

I didn't reply to him, pretending I didn't see it, I was calming my emotions, because it was obvious that all the clues were connected—the hands behind the scenes were none other than my teacher, the new dean of the institute .

I have never understood why the teachers in my team would falsely accuse me.I am active outside, the project of the team will be very easy to get, and there are advantages in the awards and awards. Everyone will soon know that if there is no manpower to support him, his life will be very difficult-and those who are qualified to support him must have great energy in the academic world, and I will bow my head and admit it people.

I also don't understand why the teachers don't care about it, why do students who have graduated get involved? I claim to be very lenient to students, and all students who are about to fail to graduate come to me, regardless of whether they are under my name or not. For students, I will help them revise large and small papers overnight, and try my best to push them to graduation.

Who can convince the teachers in my team, and the students I have been with, to break their promises and take risks?

My teacher, the new Dean Li, obviously can.

I can even think of how he would persuade young people who are hesitant in the face of the benefits that are at their fingertips. He would say: "This matter, you have to suffer a little bit of grievance for Minglang, and it will make a big fuss. Only when you pay attention can you investigate thoroughly." Over the past few years, what he has done is too absurd. He is unfair to Mingming, and he is also unfair to young teachers. How can such a person be allowed to continue doing it? Don't be afraid, you are helping Minglang, not harming him. He. When he comes out in the future, if he troubles you, I will dissuade him. "

I made this judgment not subjectively. When I was in trouble, he had an ambiguous attitude; when I came out, he avoided seeing him; my brothers and seniors in the academic world were strangely silent throughout the incident; My experience of doing scientific research in prison is fairly smooth...

Combining that after I came out, the dean went in, and he became the biggest vested interest. I am [-]% sure that this matter was caused by him, and the remaining [-] point is only a phone call away.

I didn't have to wait too long for this call. About an hour later, my tutor called me.

I first turned on the recording function of the mobile phone, and then connected the phone. The first thing my teacher said was: "Have you turned on the recording, kid?"

I neither admitted nor denied it.

"Those who made mistakes go to jail, and those who didn't make mistakes are exonerated. Isn't this a good ending?"

I sat in the warm lobby and watched Zhao Xing check in not far away. I asked, "Why do you want to be the dean? Your status is already high enough. Do you study scientific research every day, aren't you happy?"

My teacher coughed a few times and said, "It's different whether you can stamp it or not. It's time to report the heating bill at home, and the approval process will always be stuck for a long time; if you want to apply for a project, obviously all the materials are complete. , but because the procedure has not been completed, the best opportunity was lost after a delay of ten days and a half months... I have suffered too many losses, Mingming, I don't want you to follow me to suffer losses, I still want to call you Be a younger academician."

He spoke so sincerely and sincerely, I believe that there are some real feelings in his words. He is indeed worried about me, but it is also for his own benefit.Few people can resist power, few people can give up and go further, and my teacher is not immune.

In a power struggle, necessary sacrifices are worthwhile, and I was his chosen pawn.

I believe that at the beginning, I was not in the scope of his consideration. When I was in college, I came across the option of eight years of undergraduate, master and Ph.D. The teacher assigned to me by the school was not him, but he once saw When I was doing experiments in the laboratory, I got my report card from the college counselor. The next day, I "snatched love" and became my tutor directly.

He always "herds the sheep" to his students and only provides general guidance. Many of his students feel pain about this and always feel that they are fighting alone, but I adapt well to this. Two SCI papers, the reason why I have been studying for eight years is that my teacher has kept me for a whole year-he is used to asking me to bring my juniors to write papers, and I can't find a suitable one for a while. Alternatives.

After I graduated with a Ph.D., he put his main energy on the research institute, and I followed him to "fight the country". He rose step by step, and I worked hard occasionally. Everyone knows that we belong to the same faction.

He needs a chess piece to complete his plan, but everyone is very busy and has serious business to do. After thinking about it, maybe I thought of me.

After all, I'm divorced, have no family, no children, and I can even do scientific research on a stand-alone computer. It's really a good candidate, isn't it?

Besides, over the past few years, I have helped him less and less, and I have been involved in his projects less and less. People outside no longer recognize me as a student of Academician Li, but start to recognize him as Cui Minglang's teacher.

If he hadn't thought of suppressing me, I could write my name Cui backwards.

So, everything is logical.

I went to jail, he took advantage of the situation, and the current phone call is just an olive branch from him, thinking about the nearly 20-year teacher-student friendship between us.

I remained silent, and he said softly again: "In this matter, the teacher has wronged you, but don't worry, I will not treat you badly in the future."

"After a few days, I will be stable and I will hold a team meeting to discuss raising your position."

"You are my smartest student, and you will be my only successor. You will have a long way to go in the future. Don't just look at this hurdle in front of you."

"When you come back from a business trip, come to the teacher's house for dinner, huh?"

If it were an honest person, they might refuse righteously and quarrel hysterically.

It's a pity that I am not an upright person, I am ups and downs in the mud, and I have long been familiar with how to maximize benefits.

The matter has come to this point, it is done, and I have no benefit in falling out with my mentor. From a legal point of view, it is someone else who framed me, and my mentor is "innocent."

I watched Zhao Xing turn around, strode in my direction, and decided to end this conversation.

I said: "When I go back, I will go to your house to eat dumplings made by my teacher."

My tutor hung up the phone with a smile, and privately sent me a red envelope with a beaming cover. He said, "Xiao Ming, you are my favorite student!"

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"Xiao Ming, you are my favorite student!"

At the age of 28, I was selected for the Outstanding Youth Award. My mentor patted me on the shoulder and said with a big smile.