Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

If you are unhappy, you have to vent.

Li Xin was unhappy, so he asked Meng Liang, whom he knew well, to trouble Yang Rui.

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

Theoretically, Yang Rui could go to Jing Yulan's father for help. He is the vice president of Zhongsi Company. For a graduate student who has just entered the job, he is naturally at his fingertips, and he can knead as he wants.

It's just that doing so always makes Yang Rui feel weird.

Without the traditional move of suing 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 matter, and then spent an hour looking for help.

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

This position is good at dancing, can know quite a lot of people, and has the status of a student, so it is hard to be wary.

In half a day, Wang Yaping made a clear inquiry, reported to Yang Rui's dormitory, and said, "Li Xin wants to apply for a Ph. Doctor, whether the school can agree or not is not certain, the two chatted for half an hour yesterday, but the result is not clear."

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

"He is a professor from Tsinghua University, the kind of person from Tsinghua University."

Yang Rui smiled: "What kind of person is that person from Tsinghua University?"

Peking University people talk about Tsinghua, just like Tsinghua people talk about Peking University, they are always full of words. Wang Yaping rolled the words in his mouth twice, and spit out a word: "Fangzheng."

Yang Rui smiled: "Don't we have more Professor Fangzheng at Peking University?"

Li Xin shook his head: "They all came from Tsinghua University after the adjustment of the departments."

As soon as this remark came out, the two of them laughed together, causing the students in the dormitory inside the door to probe their brains, not knowing what they were talking about.

After laughing, Yang Rui took a breath and said, "We can't make Li Xin so easy, we have to make trouble for him."

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

"I haven't figured it out, what's your idea?"

"We can find a few more people to apply for Professor Li's Ph.D. If they are employed, I dare say that some people will be willing to release this news. I know a few graduate students who graduated two years ago. Let them talk about it. If I don’t come, the news will spread.” Wang Yaping’s interest was not in vain, he did think of a practical solution.

Yang Rui couldn't help but praised: "Your method is good, killing people without blood, this is not an ordinary trouble. Okay, I will use you, you are worthy of being the president of the student union."

Wang Yaping nodded happily, and retorted: "The work of the student union is not to punish people. We serve the students. This Li Xin is from the East China Institute of Textile Technology. Before he was admitted to Professor Li's Ph.D., he could not be regarded as a student of the school. .”

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

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

"Thank you anyway. This trick is a bit of a drudgery. Unless Professor Li confirms the candidate, it will be too difficult for him to study for this Ph.D. after so many people compete." Yang Rui paused and asked: "The bad guy is a doctor,

Will it be too bad? "

Wang Yaping said disapprovingly: "Professor Li is not the only one accepting doctoral students in our school, and he probably won't stare at Professor Li's doctoral program. At that time, if our school can't do it, he will go to another school. Anyway, don't Just be alumni with us."

"That's right." College students in the 1980s were extremely precious, and PhDs were even rarer than diamonds. But on the other hand, there are not many master students who are qualified to get a doctorate, and they are generally too old. For example, Li Xin is already in his 30s. Before they go to take a doctorate, they will fully communicate with their doctoral supervisors. Finding that the competition is fierce, it is normal to settle for the second best. It is rare for a dozen people to take the exam for a tutor.

In addition, the current professors allow fewer doctoral students to enroll. For example, there is no doctorate under the Tang Concentration. Even if it is allowed, there are usually one or two places a year. In this case, the supervisor will also be careful about the doctoral students Most of the candidates are trained as disciples, and communication before the exam is naturally essential. If someone is selected, most of them will also persuade other candidates.

Wang Yaping spread the news, no matter whether the attracted ones are those who want to be "on-the-job doctors" or ordinary "doctorates", the competition will be greatly increased. Wang Yaping laughed out loud after thinking about it, and said, "I will try to contact a few brothers. Li Xin, a graduate student of the East China Institute of Textile Engineering, is not enough to watch."

Yang Rui's desire for revenge died down a bit, and he felt that the trouble he caused Li Xin was a powerful retaliation.

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

Early the next morning, a head teacher whom I had never seen before appeared in the classroom.

After a brief self-introduction, the head teacher ordered: "Yang Rui, follow me."

Yang Rui had no choice but to get up, and the students behind him talked a lot:

"Do we really have a head teacher?"

"The first semester of freshman year is almost over, how long do we have to live under the shadow of the top scorer in the college entrance examination? Why did the class teacher look for Yang Rui as soon as he came?"

"Haven't you heard that Yang Rui was one of the project applicants that came out of the formula a few days ago, and he can start a project independently, with a funding of 2,000 yuan."

"That's experimental funding, and it's not dedicated to him."

"Project! Know what a project means? You can make inventions by yourself."

"That's called scientific research, not invention..." Bai Ling couldn't take it anymore, and ended the small discussion among the students with one word.

The 18-year-old Bai Ling is bright and charming, with both invincible youth and arrogance. Ordinary boys feel ashamed and dare not talk to her.

This invisibly gave her a little authority.

Amidst the humming noise in the classroom, Bai Ling simply got up and opened the door, and followed Yang Rui.

The head teacher is also a young man, in his twenties, with unsqueezed pimples on his chin.

He took Yang Rui to the corner of the stairs, saw no one around, and asked, "Yang Rui, teacher Meng Liang from the library, do you know him?"

"I've seen it, I don't know it."

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

Yang Ruihun said nonchalantly, "That was a reckless fate."

"Although Mr. Meng works in the library, he is also your teacher. He asked you to clean the library. If you don't want to, you can report it to the school. How can you give him face on the spot?" The head teacher said with a heavy face, "Now, Mr. Meng Liang I have already reported your situation to the school's Academic Affairs Office, so you are now passive."

Bai Ling, who was hiding and listening to the corner of the wall, broke into a sweat for Yang Rui.

Peking University has a relaxed style of study, which is compared to the 1980s. The current school still has great authority, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the lifeblood of the students is in its hands. The Academic Affairs Office can not only directly issue punishments ranging from warnings to expulsion, but also write the punishments into the files. In this era when private enterprises do not exist, putting the punishments into the files is a matter that will affect your life. It is difficult for an enterprise to be a gatekeeper.

Yang Rui, on the other hand, had a disapproving expression, and said lightly: "I didn't show embarrassment to Mr. Meng on the spot, maybe I refused his order, which made him feel damaged, but his order exceeded the norm, so I have to make my own judgment , He can’t just say what he says, otherwise, if Teacher Meng asks me to go to Tiananmen Square to put up big-character posters, I will go too.”

"Don't talk nonsense." The teacher in charge raised his voice a little, then lowered his voice, and said, "I didn't come to trouble you, otherwise, the Academic Affairs Office would call you directly. The current situation is that Teacher Meng responded to your situation , and there are students from other schools testifying, you have to find a way to win Teacher Meng's understanding, understand?"

"I don't quite understand." Yang Rui's tone became blunt, and he said, "It's obvious that he wanted to torment me out of a certain mentality, and I refused to be tormented, so why did I want to ask for his understanding."

Yang Rui didn't want to argue with reason, he knew in his heart that things like this were a matter of muddleheadedness. He just felt uncomfortable. After all, he decided to "let go" Li Xin just now, let alone pursue Meng Liang.

Now being bitten back, Yang Rui suddenly felt a disgusting feeling of man-machine battle, elegant shots, happy pursuit, and then being counter-killed by the computer.

"Student Yang Rui." The class teacher actually had a headache. At this time, he bit his head and said in a serious tone: "You must first be clear that you are a student, and Teacher Meng Liang is a teacher. Respecting teachers is a tradition. Secondly, you are To put it bluntly, Mr. Meng has witnesses. Third, you volunteered to work as a student worker in the library. It is a normal order for Mr. Meng to give you a job, not the random order you said..."

"Isn't it random to clean up the library as big as two classrooms in a week? Is it because I am ignorant, or are the students in our school all robots?" Yang Rui didn't back down at all. He was really not afraid, and there was only a flame of displeasure 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 the benefit." Yang Rui acted cleverly.

The nervous Bai Ling who was listening was stunned behind the wall, and accidentally laughed out loud.

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

Bai Ling hesitated for a moment, then walked out.

The aggressive young head teacher saw that she was such a beautiful female college student, his feet softened first, and he accidentally revealed his true self: "You are Bai Ling."

He met Bai Ling at the New Year's Eve party, because she was a beautiful girl with one of the best biological coefficients, and she was in his class, so he remembered it deeply.

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

Peking University’s head teacher system is in vain, which is very consistent with Peking University’s style of study. There was also an anecdote that a homeless man pretended to be the head teacher of a certain class in a certain college of Peking University, and was discovered after working hard for a year.

Students majoring in biological sciences, that is, when they first met the class teacher at the beginning of the semester, most of them didn't even remember it.

The young head teacher was a little embarrassed, and immediately sullenly asked, "Are you eavesdropping?"

"Just passing by, I think what Yang Rui said is right." Bai Ling clearly supported it.

The head teacher was stunned for two seconds, seeing the beautiful female college student supporting the handsome guy Yang Rui, he suddenly felt uninterested, and sighed: "This matter is not up to me, Yang Rui, I am advising you to make big things small, small things. In fact, it is For a small matter, just apologize and it’s over, it’s nothing special. Don’t let people with ulterior motives deliberately make things big. Okay, think about it carefully, and come to my office if you need it. "

The head teacher flicked his sleeves, not taking away a single cloud.

When the people walked away, Yang Rui touched the back of his head and said with a smile: "I didn't even know the head teacher had an office."

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

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