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At 7:10 in the morning, Richard walked into his laboratory wearing sportswear and a backpack slung across his body.

As usual, he walked from one end of the corridor to the other end of the corridor, where a row of six laboratories is part of Richard's laboratory, one of which is a public laboratory equipped with expensive instruments, and one One is a preparation room with cheap consumables, one is Richard's exclusive laboratory, and the other three belong to three research groups, which are assigned to three teachers from Peking University to lead students to try the three labs determined by Richard. different research directions.

What is different from usual is that when Richard usually comes to the laboratory, all the laboratories are already on call or working, but today half of the rooms have not turned on the lights.

Because Richard came early.

Richard was once a punctual scholar, arriving neither early nor late. Normally, Richard would come to the lab between 7:30 and 7:45. And when he arrived at the laboratory, a row of six laboratories would be like soldiers welcoming a review, lighting up the lights, cleaning up, orderly and orderly.

The unexpected early arrival allowed Richard to see the other side of the laboratory.

The diligent and careful students are checking the objects in the laboratory, or starting the preparations for the experiment, while the lazy students either did not arrive, or are desperately trying to restore order in the laboratory...

Richard felt like a tourist who entered a hotel room early, and the beautiful scene he imagined was completely replaced by chaos.

"When you leave the laboratory, you should restore the used things to their original state." Richard muttered in English and came to his office.

This is a square room of about 20 square meters. In a school where there is not enough office space, it is a special treatment for visiting scholars.

It was Zhu Jiahao who helped Richard clean the desk. He was humming a song while working. He didn't expect Richard to come now. He couldn't help but look at the clock on the desk and said, "You came early."

"En." Richard nodded unhappily, then looked around the desk, and asked sharply, "Where is the periodical I want? Where did the periodical that I said was put on my desk at the first time go?" ?”

"Ms. Liu took it to see, and said that it will be brought over later." After Zhu Jiahao finished speaking, he added without knowing the current affairs: "You are earlier than usual."

Richard only felt a burst of anger. He knew that he was early, but he didn't want others to point it out.

Richard originally thought that he would not be discovered if he came twenty minutes earlier, but he was obviously wrong.

Everyone knew he was early!

Fortunately, no one knows why he came early.

Richard plopped down on the chair,

The leather cushion made a proud moan.

"Shall I ask Mr. Liu to bring the periodicals?" Zhu Jiahao asked tentatively, looking at Richard who was full of displeasure.

Richard's chin clicked casually. He couldn't let the students feel that he came early on purpose just to read the periodical of "". Although Richard couldn't help coming 20 minutes earlier, it was just to read the journal of "".

In the past period of time, Richard's team failed to achieve phased results despite their efforts. After all, the time was a bit short, and it is normal that the progress is not fast.

However, thinking that Yang Rui had published the paper before his own, even though Richard thought it was an innocuous political paper based on rational considerations and the information he got from Assistant Professor Liu, he still couldn't help but feel the danger.

The stinging danger was noticed yesterday—Richard's old friend in the United States informed him that the journal "" decided to publish Yang Rui's paper.

He didn't get the original text of Yang Rui's thesis, but he had a bad feeling on his intuition.

"" is not a journal that can be published by cats and dogs. In other words, it is impossible for an innocuous paper to be published.

Thinking about it this way, Assistant Professor Liu once speculated with great certainty that either Yang Rui's unexpected speculation succeeded, or he was simply fooled.

Either way, Richard needs the journal itself to prove it.

However, Zhu Jiahao didn't understand Richard's casual nod, and he tried his best to ask again: "Do you mean to let me bring the journal over, or not?"

"yes."

Zhu Jiahao fell ill with Chinese-style thinking, and asked again: "Should I take it over yes, or not take it over yes? Teacher Liu will be back in a while..."

Richard couldn't bear it any longer, and said through his teeth, "Go and get the journal."

Zhu Jiahao shivered but didn't hear clearly, and asked cutely: "What?"

"The professor is here." Assistant Professor Liu came in with his head poking around, pulling Zhu Jiahao out of the Flame Mountain.

Richard didn't bother to talk at all, he hooked his fingers and asked for the journal.

Assistant Professor Liu nodded his heels, handed the journal to Zhu Jiahao in the middle of the room, beckoned, motioned him to give it to the professor, and walked out of the room by himself.

"Stop," ordered Richard, and began to read the periodicals.

Assistant Professor Liu stood helplessly, and gave Zhu Jiahao an unhappy look.

Zhu Jiahao didn't know why, so he looked around innocently.

Richard opened the journal, first scanned the table of contents, then turned to Yang Rui's thesis, and read it carefully.

Assistant Professor Liu quietly observed Richard.

I saw that he frowned first, then furrowed his brows tightly, and sometimes he wanted to throw a book...

In the end, after Richard finished reading the article, he dropped the journal on the desk and made a "bang" sound.

"Fake, it must be fake! Chinese researchers are dishonest, very dishonest." Richard repeated two or three times and asked, "Liu, you have read Yang Rui's paper, what is your evaluation?"

"Shocking!" Assistant Professor Liu used an ambiguous word. Accusing researchers of falsification is a very serious accusation, and with Yang Rui's current situation, Assistant Professor Liu is already a little unwilling to offend him. After all, Richard is the one who will return to the United States, and Yang Rui will probably stay in China's academic circles for decades...

Richard did not hear Assistant Professor Liu's ambiguity, and said heavily: "It is indeed shocking, his thesis..."

Looking down again, Richard suddenly didn't know where to start.

"This is not a small paper." Richard once again pointed the finger at Assistant Professor Liu. A few days ago, it was Assistant Professor Liu who told him that what Yang Rui wrote was just a small paper.

Assistant Professor Liu quickly grabbed Zhu Jiahao and said, "He told me."

"What do you mean?" Richard frowned again.

Assistant Professor Liu vomited out the cause, and then planted the cause and effect on Zhu Jiahao.

Zhu Jiahao looked aggrieved and said, "Yang Rui told me."

"That is to say, you are not sure that this is a small paper?" Richard did not pursue Zhu Jiahao, but still focused on Assistant Professor Liu, and said in a more and more severe tone: "When the news is so uncertain, you Tell me the conclusion, hehe, Yang Rui is afraid that I will do such a thing."

Assistant Professor Liu lowered his head and dared not speak.

Richard didn't continue cursing, he knew that it was his own decision that ruined the last chance.

If he could bear the temptation of top journals and write a small paper in simple language, then he could at least get a little interest, unlike now, where he lost all his principal.

However, writing a small paper first means that when the initial results are obtained, it may not be favored by high-level journals because of the loss of novelty.

If it is not necessary, Richard is unwilling to hang out in low-level journals.

That's out of place.

Although Yang Rui only made phased results, and was not sure about the "authenticity" - at least Richard wanted to re-verify.

However, the staged results also mean that all the early efforts of Richard's laboratory were in vain.

"Call everyone for a meeting, I think, I am not the only one who is disappointed." Richard waved his hand dejectedly.

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