Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 90
I have heard about this upcoming new scholarship program before, which is divided into three parts: undergraduate students, master students and doctoral students.

Each section is open to all applicants for all correspondence.Different from the past, this selection method is based on the unit as the scope, and the undergraduate students are ranked according to the ranking, and the top 5% of the students in the grade are selected.

Different from the previous selection method, the number of graduate students is allocated according to the number of students under the supervisor.Mentors with fewer students usually have only one place, while supervisors with more students have 2-3 places.

The selection method of scholarship recipients for doctoral students is almost the same as that of graduate students.

Just now, some rumors have been released, and everyone is generally complaining that the selection method of graduate students and doctoral students is not fair.

Why not, like undergraduates, graduate students are also ranked by grades. This selection method is doomed to have no way to guarantee absolute fairness.

"No way," Wen Siheng shrugged, "During the meeting, the dean said that it was requested by the founder of the scholarship."

"After all, they are the big party of the school. I heard that they donated a laboratory together this time." He added meaningfully.

Mi Yingying asked curiously: "Did the dean say how many scholarships there are?"

"The first prize is [-], and the corresponding ones are [-] and [-]."

"The third prize can be [-]..." Mi Yingying said in a low voice.

"Since the higher authorities want us to choose, there is no way," Wen Siheng said again, "Think about it, everyone. Let's hold a meeting this afternoon to discuss it."

After introducing the scholarship selection method, Wen Siheng immediately returned to his small office.

Song Qi put on the earphones as usual, as if trying to isolate the world from the outside.

Xiangyi didn't seem worried at all, and took out a small mirror from the drawer to organize her makeup.

"Hey—" only Mi Yingying sighed and lay down on the table.

After thinking for a long time, Mi Yingying sat down at the desk, opened the computer folder, and carefully searched for a wave of projects she had done since she entered school.

Mi Yingying was one of the last few in the postgraduate entrance examination, and just stepped on the line to enter the re-examination.

The grades of the few courses she has taken so far are not very good. If it is calculated according to the grade point, she will never have any thoughts about the scholarship.

But the way of selection seemed to give her hope, and she thought that she had worked hard if she had no credit.

After all, it has only been two months since the school started, and their studio has an exhibition project that has already landed and a competition that is still in progress.

According to KPI, there is no doubt that her output value is much higher than that of Xiangyi who fishes every day and throws all the work to schoolgirls before DDL.

Although she is only a freshman, Mi Yingying feels that her workload is no less than that of Song Qi.

Coupled with the active communication with classmates and teachers in the office on weekdays, Mi Yingying was full of confidence in herself while thinking.

As long as she gets a scholarship, she can replace the old computer that she has used for five years as an undergraduate.

Opening the computer WeChat, Mi Yingying's fingers flew across the keyboard.

[MI: Do seniors want to run for a scholarship? 】

--send

Mi Yingying turned her head and looked around the opposite monitor, secretly observing the reflection on Song Qi's glasses.

He opened a gray interface.

【Song Qi: Not interested】

The reply on the other side was concise and concise, and Mi Yingying couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the keyboard in her hand crackled again.

[MI: Can seniors vote for me then? {crying}]

【Song Qi: OK】

"What..." Mi Yingying whispered, "You promised so readily?"

……

In the afternoon, everyone had a meeting as planned.They moved all the chairs to the aisle between the desks, and Wen Siheng pulled the chair by the window over and sat down.

There was silence for a while, they didn't know where to start.

Wen Siheng finally broke the silence: "I originally wanted everyone to vote for each other, but considering that there are only three people in our group, the voting may be deadlocked."

"So, do you guys have a better way?" he asked.

"I think it's good to vote." Mi Yingying answered immediately.

"Where are the others?" Wen Siheng asked, looking at the other two students.

Xiangyi nodded, and said with a smile, "I have no objection."

Song Qi, who had confirmed that there was no voice from the side, also nodded, and Wen Siheng finally decided: "Okay, if everyone has no opinion, let's vote."

"Everyone can cast a vote, but it is not recommended that everyone vote for themselves, which may cause a deadlock."

As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of waste paper from the file next to him.

After folding twice in half, cut the paper into four equal parts, and distribute three of them to everyone.

After everyone silently wrote down the choice in their hearts, they crumpled the paper and placed it on the table in front of Wen Siheng.

When Song Qi finally finished writing the note, he stood up and handed the paper to Wen Siheng.

"It's all voted? Then we start to disassemble it now?"

In the end, everyone was given a chance to repent. Seeing that there was no response from everyone, Wen Siheng began to spread out the balls of paper and folded them one by one on the table.

The three sheets of paper were laid flat on the table. Wen Siheng grabbed them along the edge and walked to the aisle to show everyone the voting results.

Xiangyi got two votes, and Mi Yingying got one vote.

Although I said it at the beginning, it is not recommended that everyone vote for me, but the disadvantage of not saying it too absolutely is that Mi Yingying and Xiangyi both voted for me.

It was obvious that Song Qi also voted for Xiangyi.

What are you doing?Mi Yingying raised her head and glared at Song Qi.

Not knowing if he felt a little guilty, Song Qi quickly looked away.

Didn't you agree to vote for her?If you don't agree, you don't agree. Why do you have to betray the water at the last moment?
Mi Yingying's face darkened suddenly, her brows were furrowed, and she gave Xiangyi a sideways glance. The other party was obviously very happy, her face was full of red.

"Ah? Is it really me? What a surprise." Xiangyi's tone was exaggerated, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"Pretend what?" Mi Yingying muttered in a low voice, and was caught by Xiangyi next to her.

"Yingying, if you have any ideas, you can speak up, and let's discuss it together." Xiangyi said with a voice between her ears.

"Shua -" Pushing away the chair, Mi Yingying gave Xiangyi a hard look, and then opened the door of the office.

With a slamming sound of the door, Mi Yingying walked outside.

"Ah? Why is Yingying so angry? Is there something wrong with me?"

Mi Yingying, who was outside the door, hadn't gone far, she became even angrier when she heard it, and turned around and opened the door again to come in.

She blushed with anger, gritted her teeth and said, "What the hell are you pretending to be? Who is showing green tea all day long?"

Hearing these words, the corners of Xiangyi's mouth drooped, as if surprised and puzzled, she sat on a chair and raised her head to look at Mi Yingying.

"Yingying, what's wrong with you? Why did you say this all of a sudden? Did I make you unhappy?"

"You!" Unable to control her emotions, Mi Yingying stepped forward and wanted to come forward.

(End of this chapter)