Tokyo Barrister: Start the law firm bankruptcy

Chapter 267 The Storm at the Seminar
On the podium of the classroom, several chairs were placed on it, sitting on Professor Fujimura, and several college guests invited from outside.Meanwhile, several young teachers from the Graduate School of Humanities sat in the first row to support Fujimura.From time to time, in the name of asking questions, they boasted about Fujimura's research. They seemed to be competing with each other, and even faintly formed a competitive trend, as if they were afraid of flattering the dean, but they were not loud enough.

Perhaps in the eyes of those young teachers, the occasion of this seminar is an excellent opportunity for them to show their loyalty to the dean.However, for the audience at the scene, it was a kind of torture.For most of the seminar, there wasn't much content about "A Parade in the Eastern Land and Repatriation to the Tang Dynasty", but a lot of flamboyant content.And in the content of Fujimura's lectures, it is also boring, and it seems that it does not reflect the level that a scholar who has published so many papers should have.

Looking at those young teachers, Beiyuan laughed heartily.When I was in college, because I had a good relationship with some young college teachers.Therefore, he also knows the survival rules of young teachers in the university.If you want to survive, you have to keep publishing papers and attracting scientific research projects to avoid being eliminated.

In terms of publishing papers, perhaps relying on one's own true talents and knowledge can still fight alone.

But for scientific research projects, it is not something that one person can do to win more scientific research funds for himself.

And the dean of a college often has this kind of power.

Especially when it comes to endorsing young scholars.

With the backing of the Dean's network, it would not be difficult at all to attract more funding for scientific research.

That's why these young academics are now scrambling to get Fujimura's ass at the seminar.

on the podium.

Fujimura's complexion was a little flushed, as if he had drunk some wine, and he looked a little drunk. He obviously enjoyed the atmosphere of the seminar. His sharp eyes scanned the classroom and listened to the young teacher below. Praise to him.Everything that happened at this moment proves the success of his academic career.

Now he is the dean.

He also wants to go further and become a special honorary professor of the university.

That is an extremely high honor that Kyoto University scholars can obtain.

Of course, behind this title, there are also full economic benefits-extremely generous pensions, private driver arrangements, school villas, children's education, and being able to make a strong mark in the history of the university.

It can be said to be both fame and fortune.

But to become a special honorary professor, besides the thesis, more achievements must be produced.

The university system is like a pyramid of hypocrisy.

If you want to keep climbing, you need to focus on publishing papers continuously.However, when you reach the upper part of the pyramid and want to climb to a higher place, it tells you that if you want to go one step further, you have to write a book, and you have to produce more successes other than papers. Can only indulge in impetuous publication style.

This newly reviewed "Eastern Land Parade and Repatriation to the Tang Dynasty" is the result of Fujimura's desire to hit the special honorary professor.

Of course, he has already taken care of the relationship online.

This is why he voted for Takeuchi to become the vice president, because when Takeuchi asked him for votes, he clearly supported him in applying for a special honorary professor.

He voted for Takeuchi to become vice-principal.

Takeuchi voted for him to be a special honorary professor.

Hold hands with each other and vote for each other.

Everything seems to be so smooth.

Fujimura sat on the chair, took a sip slowly, and looked at the young teacher with eyes full of sympathy. It seemed that the young teacher and him, who had become the dean, did not live in the same world.

At this time, under the stage.

Kitahara didn't focus on Fujimura, instead his eyes stayed on the back of a girl in the third row of the classroom.This girl wore a high ponytail, her pale neck was exposed from the side, her hands were placed on the table, trembling slightly, her sitting posture was stiff and tense.Her clothes were a little bulging, as if they were filled with something, and they were unnaturally puffed up.

This girl is obviously a little abnormal.

As if preparing to act.

Although she couldn't see her front, but only from her back, she seemed to be staring at Professor Fujimura on the stage.

The anomaly of unidentified objects in the clothes is associated with the scene of the group of students standing at the gate protesting, confronting the security guards, and people whispering to Professor Fujimura at the seminar.In the current atmosphere at Kyoto University, it would not be surprising if some students made bolder protests.

"Have you noticed her?" Kitahara turned his head and whispered to Miyagawa, "Maybe, wait a minute and she will do something in the seminar."

At the moment when the voice fell.

There was only a "bang", and the girl with the high ponytail stood up suddenly from the seat, and the chair fell to the ground due to her sudden movement, making a sound.It seemed that it was unexpected that some audience members would stand up directly, and the lively academic talks on the stage came to a halt.Fujimura raised his head curiously, and looked at the girl.

All of a sudden, the eyes of the listeners in the classroom fell on this girl.

"Nourishing, nourishing, nourishing." The girl with the high ponytail slowly unzipped her clothes.The moment the zipper was taken off, what was inside the clothes was exposed.It is a well-made slogan.The girl slammed on the stool and jumped onto the table.

"You...what are you going to do?!" The present host saw this scene and couldn't help shouting.Recently, the atmosphere at Kyoto University has become extremely tense because of Takeuchi's appointment.All eyes are on whether the protests against Takeuchi on campus will escalate.For some faculty and administrators who just want to get by, have nothing to do with themselves, and hang on high, they just want the escalation of action not to happen on their premises.

The girl with the high ponytail obviously had trembling hands, but she still raised the banner in her hand without hesitation, looked at Professor Fujimura in the field, and shouted loudly: "Fujimura! You shameless person! Plagiarizing someone else's work! How do you have the face to hold a seminar here!"

The slogan she held up with both hands was suspended in the air by the height of the table so that everyone could see it clearly.There is a writing brush on it: "The dean of the Graduate School of Humanities blatantly plagiarized other people's works! I request the university to punish me!"

Plagiarism, this harsh word, echoes in the classroom.

It seemed that they did not expect such a sudden turning point, and the audience who were still drowsy suddenly regained their spirits.

The host on the stage panicked, but Fujimura was quite calm, as if he had seen strong winds and waves, and was unmoved.The young teachers sitting in the first row looked at each other, and soon someone was the first to react, "Call the security guard! Go and call the security guard!" Swiping, two or three young teachers rushed out of the door, rushing to call the security guard .

Following the girl's sudden outrageous behavior, the whole classroom suddenly boiled up.

Miyagawa, who was sitting in the back, opened his eyes suddenly when he heard the woman's voice, as if he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.She couldn't see the full face of the girl with the high ponytail.However, she heard an extremely familiar voice.Although she has been away for several years, she can still recognize it at this moment.

The girl's voice is Hirose Chinatsu.

It was what Miyagawa, her best friend from high school, had said to Kitahara on the train.

(End of this chapter)