Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Geng Jian came to the administrative building with small steps, went up to the stairwell on the second floor, and saw Miao Sui wearing an old patched military uniform with a military medal pinned to his chest, holding a card in his hand, facing the corridor.

His wife, Fei Jie, was also plainly dressed, with a backpack and a water bottle on her waist, looking like a logistics soldier fighting a protracted war.

Geng Jian hurriedly turned to the direction of the corridor, looked up at the words on the card, it was the four-character scripture that Miao Sui kept chanting, plus the name: Geng Jian! Pay off your debts!

The two big exclamation marks are also written in red paint, which is very eye-catching.

Geng Jian's blood rushed to his head in an instant.

He has been to the administrative building several times, and he has also participated in many activities organized by the party committee for student party members, probationary party members and activists. Therefore, Geng Jian clearly knows that at least half of the more than 20 rooms on the second floor are courtyard houses. lead.

As long as these people walked out the door, there was no one who couldn't see Miao Sui, but whoever saw Miao Sui, there was no one who couldn't see the cards, and whoever saw the cards, couldn't see the word Geng Jian.

In the current environment, the word "Geng Jian" is about to become famous in the biology department, and it is about to become famous.

Geng Jian has always wanted to be famous. The Biology Department of Peking University is the leader in the country. If he can make a good impression on the students and the teachers during his four-year student career, he will go smoothly in related fields in the future.

However, Geng Jian never thought that one day he would become notorious.

"What enmity do we have, you want... like this!" Geng Jian looked at Miao Sui and the young woman Fei Jie, his fear was greater than his anger, and he also sensed that something was wrong.

Miao Sui and Fei Jie were very calm. Most of the time, he just stood there, neither obstructing other teachers' comings and goings, nor shouting loudly.

Only when someone asks, Miao Sui will say what he has prepared.

Geng Jian asked the same thing, Miao Sui glanced at him and said, "It's not hatred, it's just that the old man's death day is approaching, I don't like this, how can I get the money back and buy him a new vase, our whole family's money is here. "

The young woman Fei Jie gave Geng Jian a sympathetic look, and said, "My mother-in-law is crying at home, and there is nothing we can do about it. You are a student, and you can't afford so much money, so we have to ask the school for it."

Taking advantage of being a woman, Fei Jie can ignore logic and only talk about "reason".

Geng Jian doesn't care about other people's death dates,

Hastily said: "Didn't we agree that if I have the money, I will return it to you? We agreed yesterday, and this morning, Miao Sui, you also agreed, but after only a few hours, you came back to make trouble. People like you!"

"I originally thought that if you have money, you will definitely return it to us, but I didn't expect that after one day, you have prepared 80 cents." Geng Jian couldn't help but blush when Miao Sui said.

When he went back to school yesterday, Geng Jianguang was angry and regretted. He didn’t go to raise funds. In fact, what he thought was that after graduation, in two years, after his family was settled down, he would see if he could pay back the money if he had the opportunity. sum of money. Even if this cannot be done, Geng Jian hopes to delay it for two more days, and wait for the impact of the incident to fade before talking about other things.

How could he have expected that Miao Sui and Fei Jie were so "decisive".

Fei Jie looked at Geng Jian again with a sympathetic expression, and then said in a soft and calm tone: "620 yuan, according to the current interest rate, would cost 100 yuan a year anyway. I'm not saying that I want to ask you for interest, but You can't give me 80 cents at a time, how long will it take to pay it back, besides, we are still waiting for the money to buy another vase."

"That shouldn't be found in the school." Geng Jian was full of grievances.

Miao Sui said indifferently: "The school has money, otherwise, if you give the money, we will turn around and leave."

"I don't have any money yet..."

"Then it depends on your school." Miao Sui quietly held up the sign.

Geng Jian turned his head back, looked at the guide, and said, "I really don't have the money to pay them back. Besides, they smashed a vase on me with their hands. I really had no choice, so they forced me to write IOU."

"We have your classmates to testify that you broke the vase, the fragments of the vase are still there, and the purchase receipt is also there." Miao Sui immediately gave a sentence.

The instructor took a breath and said, "Let's go to Dean Liu's office first."

Geng Jian lowered his head and followed, entered the corridor, and whispered: "Can't we ask the school police to chase people away first?"

"What should we do when we come back later? Dean Liu must first understand the situation and try to solve the problem as much as possible." The instructor repelled Geng Jian with a single sentence.

Although the crackdown is severe now, it is not indiscriminate arrest, especially in Beijing, where those with a criminal record and no job may be unlucky and unfairly treated, but Miao Sui is wearing an old military uniform with a chest Wearing a military medal and the purpose is to ask for money, so it is inconvenient for the school police to manage.

In fact, there are more debt collectors in various places now. State-owned enterprises can sell their goods but cannot get the money back, so many of them cannot maintain normal production. Many state-owned enterprises and factories have set up their own debt collection departments. Apart from being punished by the other party's factory, most of them were dealt with coldly by the judicial department.

Miao Sui and his wife listened to Wang Bi's guidance and learned from the advanced experience from Shenzhen. They only held up signs and did not shout, and they did not even splash red paint. They were not afraid of being caught in the police station.

The instructor also has no experience in dealing with this kind of thing, so he was even more annoyed, and said, "Let me ask you, is the IOU thing true or not?"

As soon as the words were finished, the instructor waved his hand again and said, "Okay, don't tell me. After a while, the dean asks, so you can make it clear. Be careful, and don't say a few words, hey, you say you , Dean Liu was in a good mood today, but let you ruin it."

The last sentence is precious information, Geng Jian hurriedly asked: "Why is the dean in a good mood?"

This time, it was the supervisor's turn to look at him with sympathetic eyes: "Our department may have published a good paper, and Dean Liu is happy, so you hit the gunpoint."

Geng Jian giggled twice, besides giggling, he didn't know what to do.

There are offices on both sides of the corridor, the door is open, and there are always teachers or office workers who have nothing to do, sticking their heads out to look at the sign Miao Sui raised.

Nowadays, the buildings are narrow and cramped. In office buildings, one floor is generally used as two floors, and two floors are used as three floors. The per capita office area is small, and there are many people in the office. The Department of Biology is a medium-sized department. There are more than a dozen people sitting in an office, and there are washbasins and towels in front of the door. There is one bathroom on each floor. Usually, if you want to wash your hands, wash your face, etc., you have to do it in the office.

In this way, when Miao Sui stood at the stairs holding a sign saying "Geng Jian! Debts and repayment!", half of the people in the office building could spot it.

When Geng Jian passed the corridor, he felt that the eyes behind him were hot. This kind of hotness did not turn to the front until he entered Dean Liu's office.

"Dean Liu." The director greeted softly.

Geng Jian also called out: "Dean Liu."

"What's the matter?" Dean Liu didn't raise his head, and his voice could not be heard.

"This is Geng Jian." The director really didn't want to be the introducer.

Dean Liu raised his head now, looked at Geng Jian seriously, and said after a while, "I'm not in a hurry, just wait a moment, I'll deal with other things first."

"Okay, okay." The supervisor nodded again and again. No one wants to be the one who reports bad news. It would be great if there is good news to dilute it first. He smiled and said, "I heard there is a good paper?"

As expected, Dean Liu smiled, coughed lightly, and his tone became more approachable: "It's not just a good paper, it's "Cell"."

"The American journal "Cell"?" The instructor suddenly cheered up. He himself is an undergraduate graduate. After entering Peking University, although he has done some research within his ability, the three journals of CNS are still like holy books. out of reach.

Dean Liu nodded slightly, and said, "It's right to look up."

"Just looking up?"

"How can we open their letter and read it? When someone comes, let's read it together." Dean Liu was really happy.

This was in 1984, just a few years before the reform and opening up. The native scholars of Peking University hardly produced a few decent papers, and the outstanding ones were all returned from overseas.

Of course, even including scholars who have returned from overseas, there are still very few who can publish papers in "Science", "Nature" and "Cell".

Now a "Nature" or "Science" paper belongs to the academician-level configuration. Some old-fashioned academicians are used to publishing papers in Chinese journals. It is normal to have no "Nature" or "Science" papers.

But in any case, as the best university in China, the goal of Peking University is always to accumulate more and more good papers. Universities in Asia, such as Nanyang Technological University in Singapore, produce close to three digits of CNS-level papers a year, not to mention the current strongest university, the University of Tokyo, which ranks first in both absolute quantity and quality.

Now Peking University is almost hungry for good articles.

An article of "Cell" is like a box of delicious cakes to Peking University, and an article of "Cell" to the Department of Biology of Peking University is like a cart of delicious cakes, plus 200 bottles of drinks.

Dean Liu smiled like Santa Claus, and said: "The envelope sent by "Cell" is clearly written on the head. It is a confirmation letter to the author. Let's just wait and see. Hey, so I said , Big journals are different, and every envelope is made differently."

The instructor responded repeatedly.

Geng Jian huddled in the corner of the sofa, curious, happy, and a little bit disappointed.

He got into trouble and was not directly punished, which is a happy thing, but when he got into trouble, someone else had a gift bag that fell from the sky. Then, the person who got the gift bag was more important than the person who caused the trouble, and it was not wrong to be lost. strangeness.

"It will be here in a while, our department's first top-level paper this year." Dean Liu patted his desk with a smile, and a thin international mail was placed in the center of his office.

for a moment.

There was a knock on the office door, accompanied by a "report".

Dean Liu stood up abruptly, and said with a smile: "Here, I'm talking about you. Hey, the letter sent by "cell" is waiting for you to solve the mystery."

The same paper, with different lengths, different locations, and different publication times, naturally has different meanings.

Geng Jian, who kept his head down, also looked towards the door.

Standing at the door was Yang Rui, who was wearing a custom-made linen shirt, a handmade belt and handmade Italian leather shoes.

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