Chapter 1339 Raising the Flag

early morning.

The gentle breeze blows on the body, which is extraordinarily comfortable.

Little White Fang turned over, holding the pillow in his arms, wanting to sleep for a while... But, the pillow is so rough.

Little Baiya was startled, and immediately opened his eyes, and saw a somewhat unfamiliar wooden wall, white ceiling and crystal lamp...

"Where am I?" Little White Fang sat up abruptly, then lifted the quilt in confusion.

Fortunately, the clothes are all there.

Thinking of this, Xiao Bai Ya couldn't help frowning, feeling that something was wrong.

"Big Sister, you're awake." A shout quickly attracted the people in the room.

"Big sister woke up?"

"Finally woke up."

"I'm so drunk."

"How much did she drink?"

"Have a small half cup."

"Oh my God, she drank half a cup last time, but she almost demolished the lecture theater."

"I mean half a glass without water."

Xiao Baiya frowned, lifted the quilt, stood up, and said: "Everyone is standing, what are you talking about whispering?"

A group of people who poured into the room heard a familiar voice, and immediately stood at attention with their legs together.

"Someone tell me about the situation, I forgot." With half a glass of white wine, the little white teeth were broken.

Fortunately, everyone knows the big problem with the eldest sister. The girl who was the first to enter the door raised her hand happily and said, "Let me tell, let me tell."

Little White Fang turned his head away.

"Wait for me." The girl suddenly patted her head and ran out of the room. After a while, she came back with a drawing board and said with a smile on her face, "I guess you can't remember, so I drew it on purpose." It's..."

Everyone looked over in bewilderment, and there was indeed a stick figure on the drawing board.

"Miss Bai,

You were drunk last night, just like that, hanging on Yang Rui's shoulders... We have no choice but to bring you back, what else should we do...Xiao Min and I carried you, and died, and then we Move into my house..."

With a few simple words, she was stunned to draw four pictures.

Little Bai Ya gradually came back to his senses, and a sentence inexplicably popped up in his mind - "Take me home".

Xiao Bai Fang's cheeks turned red instantly.

"What happened to me at that time." Xiao Baiya recalled yesterday's scene.

Fortunately, her voice was low enough that no one else could have heard it. As for Yang Rui who heard it, she should have heard it.

Little Baiya was uncertain.

That's why Yang Rui couldn't bring himself home because his voice was too low yesterday.

Little White Fang thought to himself.

If a girl gets drunk and is taken back by a boy, it will be in the news, and the person involved may be jailed for the rest of her life.

It's just that, do you want to see Yang Rui next?

What if he asked for another simulation?

Thinking of this, Xiao Bai Fang's cheeks became more and more red.

"I'm fine, let's all go back." Xiao Baiya suddenly stood up, and ordered imposingly.

"Today is the weekend, so I have nothing to do when I go back." A group of people were not happy anymore, the party yesterday was not too noisy, and if they went back during the day, the weekend would be wasted.

Xiaobai Ya's eyes widened, and he said in a voice that hated iron and steel, "Can't you study if you have nothing to do? You, have you figured out fluid mechanics? Have you done today's 100 differential equations? Xiaomin, Don't hide, the music department has to practice the piano every day, you squat here and recite the score for me today..."

Xiaomin grinned at the beginning, but when she heard the latter, she found that she could stay and was happy again.

Little White Fang has a peculiar charm, or an aura that makes others want to play around him, and Xiaomin is one of them.

The boys were all driven back to class by Xiao Bai Ya, and Xiao Bai Ya left a few girls behind, trying to see if he could talk to them about their mood problems.

At this time, a boy turned his head cautiously and asked, "Big sister, what about the flagpole?"

"Send it back."

"Oh."

The flagpole attached to the primary school was lost and recovered, but when the flag was raised, the flagpole seemed a little crooked.

...

Yang Rui spent the weekend restlessly, and on Monday, he couldn't help feeling a little sleep deprived.

This thought lasted until he met Dean Liu.

If one word were to be used to describe Dean Liu, it would be quite appropriate to describe him as haggard.

I saw Dean Liu's two bird's nests were sunken and blackened, his hair was messy and sparse, his coat was wrinkled and rumpled, and even some of it was dirty.

"Are you going out to dig a trench?" Yang Rui couldn't help being shocked when he saw Dean Liu like this.

"I'm old, it's just like this if I haven't slept for two days." Dean Liu sighed, like an old man basking in the sun, slowly took off his coat and hung it on the clothes support in Yang Rui's office.

Yang Rui came to his senses, but he still asked, "Why didn't you sleep?"

"It's for you." Dean Liu said unhappily: "We quarreled all night and there was no result, so we had to continue the quarrel the next day."

Dean Liu's expression is unbearable to read, it is an expression of emotion and despair.

"Arguing now?"

"If there's a quarrel, I won't be able to come if the quarrel doesn't come out." Dean Liu said: "The principal organized a closed-door meeting, and if he can't come up with a plan, he won't let people go out."

Yang Rui sounded a little funny, but he showed no sympathy. Instead, he curled his lips and said, "If you dare to lock you up, it will take two days to give me 10 professorships."

"That's not a question of whether to give it to you, but a question of who will let it out." Dean Liu sighed, and said, "If you don't think about it, ten of them will be taken out in the second half of this year. Even if our biological A little more from the department, don't other departments also have quotas, this can't be a pig's brain like a dog's brain..."

"If that's the case, I can't take the quota." Yang Rui knew that they didn't follow their own ideas when he heard Dean Liu said this, and refused without hesitation: "You are going to block my way , I will not take these 10 professorships."

Dean Liu was stunned for a moment, and after a while, his lips trembled, and he pointed to his dark eye sockets and said, "Did I stay up for two nights, is it for nothing?"

"I've said it all, to solve it systematically, you have to find a way for me to come back with a new quota. I don't want it to come from internal planning."

"If you don't want it, you have to." Dean Liu seldom raised his voice, and said on the verge of explosion: "Now the Department of Physics and Chemistry have given up their places. What can you do if you don't want it? If you don't want it, it will become our biology department Did you bully someone?"

"Aren't you just using me to suppress people? I won't borrow this reputation." Yang Rui said very bluntly, and raised the warning level, saying: "If you insist on giving the ion channel laboratory, you will force me to resign .”

Once everything has been said about resignation, there is no room for change.

Dean Liu sighed heavily, and said after a long time: "I know you have concerns, but let's talk about the benefits first, 10 professor titles, I don't say, even if you open a research institute alone, you can approve it. If you don’t come out, the professor is not a Chinese cabbage.”

Although some professors are not even worth Chinese cabbage, the title of professor itself can grow cabbage.

Yang Rui shook his head and said, "I'm not indifferent to 10 professor titles. If Peking University can't get them, I'll think of another way. I can't let people poke my spine."

For an ordinary associate professor, it is very difficult to evaluate the title of a professor, not to mention how long it will take to meet those hard conditions, even the quota, it will get stuck. For example, in some departments, there are only 12 professors in total, so you have to wait for one to get one, and in the process of waiting, how many people have made achievements and gained experience?

If this phenomenon is not particularly serious in local universities, the professors in key universities are quite difficult to evaluate. It is not the case that the conditions are particularly hard. Generally, they are not given until the age of fifty. It only takes 10 years for a ten-year-old professor to give up his seat. If it is given to a 35-year-old young man, he can last for 25 years.

In fact, this is not only the case in China, the lecture professors in foreign countries are even more difficult. For example, Kant, the three philosophers who rushed together, wanted a professor of philosophy but couldn’t get it. It was not until the age of 46 that Kant got the professorship of logic and metaphysics at the University of Königsberg. So, for the next ten years, Kant didn’t publish a single word, so he devoted himself to research, and in the end, he really made him the throne of criticism.

The professional titles of Chinese universities in the 1980s were even rarer than those of later generations. This is mainly due to the pressure from two aspects. On the one hand, the professors who have returned to the city have resumed their duties. If they want to continue to play their light and heat, they must continue to occupy their due positions. On the other hand, the students who studied abroad gradually came back. The early international students who went out in 1981 and 1982, and the short-term international students who went out in 1984 and 1985, all embarked on the broad road of serving the motherland. Get a high-level job title.

No one can tell if a sea turtle with a higher degree like Wei Xingsi occupies a professorship, because he can get a similar position if he stays abroad.

Under all kinds of contradictions, the middle-level researchers are the most injured.

Their political ability is relatively weak, and their academic ability is also relatively weak. They have to be ranked according to their seniority.

Yang Rui is not willing to infringe on the interests of these people.

Not that his heart had softened. From Yang Rui's point of view, if it is the world of scientific research, it doesn't matter whether researchers who are promoted based on seniority can survive or how they live. That's where the value lies.

However, a university is not simply a research institution, it also shoulders educational functions, and this part can only be undertaken by middle-level teachers.

Top scholars like Yang Rui are so busy with their scientific research that they don't have time to care about ordinary students.

Ultimately, the normal education available to the average student is provided by middle-level teachers.

For the sake of a few names, Yang Rui would not be able to grab their honor.

This gift must be presented by someone above.

In fact, Dean Liu knew Yang Rui's thoughts, but this was not something he could do. After thinking about it, he said, "Yang Rui, your request must be very embarrassing."

"I have more than one request. There are many times when they are in trouble." Yang Rui didn't care.

"If you really decide, I'll help you get it from the Ministry of Education, but you have to think about it, if there is more here, there will be less there. Don't blame the lack of funding when the time comes." Dean Liu thought Bring Yang Rui into the army.

Yang Rui snorted, and said: "I'm afraid that the master will be overwhelmed by their achievements, and they won't be able to provide funds. To be honest, I don't like the funds of ministries and commissions."

As a researcher, to what extent can the credit be the highest?

According to Dean Liu's opinion, only the Nobel Prize will count.

So, can Yang Rui win the Nobel Prize?

Dean Liu looked at Yang Rui, his heart was in a mess and he didn't know what to say—could Yang Rui really do this?

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