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Chapter 128 Apologizing, No one is here!

Chapter 128 Apologizing, No one is here!

The Internet is in full swing.

In reality, the History Conference Room of Beihe University.

Teacher Song smiled bitterly and said, "I can't stop it. It is said that Professor Zong has already rushed over overnight, and he insisted on apologizing for what happened at that time."

Director Liping rubbed his eyebrows.

"Is there a need to make an apology about Lian Po Lin Xiangru?"

They also just got the news.

Professor Zong is on his way to Beihe University, and it is said that he will personally apologize to Lin Chen.

Director Liping was also speechless.

But there is still a little admiration in my heart.

Academic debate is nothing more than normal.

There are often differences of opinion.

However, after the conclusion of the matter, similar incidents will not occur, and the wrong person will have to apologize to the right person.

And what is Professor Zong's identity?
The status in the academic world is a big coffee.

Apart from Professor Hu Xianhua of Beihe University who can be compared with him, everyone else in front of him is considered a junior.

Such a character apologizes to a student of Beihe University.

It feels incredible to think about it.

And come in person.

Teacher Song sighed: "My uncle is famous for his stubborn temper, and no one can persuade him, but to be honest, regardless of his status, he did something wrong this time, so an apology is enough. lively."

Liping: "Well, since that's the case, that's the only way to go."

"When will he arrive?"

The voice is finished.

Teacher Song's cell phone rang.

Her expression changed, and she said, "Here we are."

Liping got up quickly, ready to meet him.

He took off the suit from the hanger and said, "Does Lin Chen know?"

Teacher Song paused.

"Forget, I haven't told him yet."

"Let's do this first. Let's pick him up first. You can inform Teacher Ren and ask her to tell Lin Chen."

"Communicate well."

"Well, don't worry, Director. According to my knowledge, Lin Chen is a sensible student." Teacher Song said.

Director Liping nodded: "Lin Chen is very good."

"However, it's better to prevent Professor Zong from stepping down in case."

Beihe Railway Station.

Professor Zong closed the notebook in his hand and put the pen in his breast pocket.

He had wanted to come back after the matter was over.

After many days of reading and searching by the inspection team, they finally found the most likely burial place of Emperor Jianwen from the materials left behind by Liu Daxia.

So, the task of this paragraph of time is very heavy.

After thinking about it, the task will take a lot of time, and it would be insincere to apologize at that time.

So, he slapped his thigh.

Hey, that's it for today.

Professor Zong quickly informed Mr. Song, bought a train ticket, and rushed all the way.

He looked at the street and frowned.

He remembered that the road was being repaired when he came last time. It has been half a year and the road has not been repaired yet.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Beihe University was originally good, but it was a pity that they stayed in the wrong place.

lead to a vicious circle.

Useless financial support - poor academic ability - less financial aid - even worse academic ability.

That is, what happened in Mazatlan, Mexico last year. The Department of History of Beihe University participated in it. It made a lot of limelight and got a lot of financial support.

"Why are you here alone?"

Teacher Song asked in surprise.

Professor Zong laughed: "I'm sorry, let's get to know how many more people are needed. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing if there were more people?"

"That makes sense. Hello, Professor Zong. I'm Liping, the head of the Department of History at Beihe University."

Liping also laughed and stretched out his hand.

Only then did Mr. Song suddenly understand, and quickly introduced the two to each other.

"It's so late, why don't you have a meal first?"

Professor Zong raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "Let's go first, and ask Lin Chen to have dinner with him. Your school has produced a talent."

buzzing.

Teacher Song answered the phone, humming a few times.

Then, he said helplessly.

"I'm afraid that's enough."

"Lin Chen isn't at school."

Kyoto.

A dilapidated residential area on the third ring road.

This is where Professor Huang lives.

Today is Professor Huang's birthday.

Professor Huang notified Lin Chen a few days ago and asked him to come with him.

Not many people come today.

They are all students led by Professor Huang.

Two doctoral students, four graduate students, plus Lin Chen.

And Professor Huang and his wife.

"This is Lin Chen. You should have heard of it. By this time next year, he will be your junior." Professor Huang was in a good mood, his face flushed.

The six students looked at Lin Chen thoughtfully.

A man named Liang Kang was the first to take up the topic.

"We have already added WeChat. I asked him for help when I was working on that project some time ago. It's too strong."

Liang Kang gave a thumbs up.

Professor Huang laughed and said: "Yes, in the future you can ask him if you don't understand, don't be too reserved, this guy is actually a pervert that happens once in a hundred years, just look at it, if I'm not too old, I would like to worship him master."

Lin Chen quickly waved his hand.

"Don't say that, I'm just a bit more talented, and I still have to learn from you in terms of professional knowledge."

"Well, it can't be regarded as learning." Professor Huang took a sip of white wine, slammed his mouth and said: "This is what I plan, next year you come to my door, I will teach you some basic theories and methods, and then you will be responsible for helping I'll take the students with me."

"Our school has a counselor policy."

"At that time, you can take care of undergraduate students. When you graduate with a Ph.D., you can stay in school if you want, and you can go to other schools."

"I'm sure other people will be scrambling to grab yours."

After saying this, Lin Chen noticed envious expressions among the other students.

Professor Huang's words properly regarded Lin Chen as his "closed disciple".

Academia is the most circle-oriented.

Some ethos are even more severe than others.

An obvious example.

If graduation defense.

The student's tutor is very good, and the questions asked by other teachers are very watery and amiable.

[I personally experienced my undergraduate graduation thesis. When I was defending, the teacher picked the format, and many other students were severely criticized by the teacher I followed, and the other teachers could only agree. 】

Professor Huang is a well-known professor of Huaqing University.

The resource in hand is not at 01:30.

They have been with the teacher for a long time, and they have never seen Professor Huang take such care of any student.

But think about how powerful Lin Chen is.

The graduation thesis and academic achievements of myself and others are all due to Lin Chen.

There is only admiration left in their minds.

Jealousy is almost non-existent.

People are more mad than people.

Facing someone as strong as Lin Chen, they could only "lie down".

"I basically wrote a rough outline of the paper that Xia Chao argued, and I will take it with me when I leave later. You can write it carefully. As the first author, you can submit and try it yourself. If it doesn't work, bring my name with you. "Professor Huang said.

Try it yourself
Professor Huang's requirements are not low.

At least it is a C journal.

ps: Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket.

First more.

There are two more to come.

I wanted to continue writing the plot of the previous one, but it was directly blocked, and it has not been released for a long time.

This is a re-write, a little slower.

Starting tomorrow, strive for three changes every day.

(End of this chapter)

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