Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

"Right." As if thinking of something, Dean Fu clenched his left hand into a fist, put it to his mouth, gave a light cough, and said with a slight embarrassment: "About this year's graduate student enrollment..."

Meng Zezhi's eyebrows drooped, and he said calmly: "When the school started, didn't Dean Fu say that I won't enroll me this year?"

"That's not..." Dean Fu opened his mouth, smiled helplessly, then stood up and picked up the hot water bottle at hand to fill the cup in front of Meng Zezhi: "...Is the situation special!"

Meng Ze knows but smiles silently.

"I'm sorry for this matter." Dean Fu took full responsibility on himself without hesitation.

To be honest, from the perspective of Dean Fu, there is nothing wrong with making such a decision, but Chen Yinglong's methods are too vicious, and what the predecessor did at the time was indeed somewhat unreasonable.

Dean Fu directly set out the conditions: "The newly-built welfare houses in the school have been almost renovated. They are on Nanmen Street. They will definitely be handed over to the teachers a year ago. Among them, there are 80 sets of 240 sets. The ten-flat duplex room is prepared by the school for academicians. The above means that you can give you one set at half the price on the market."

This condition is really too rich, which is equivalent to giving away 8 million to Meng Zezhi's junior.

Meng Zezhi raised his brows slightly: "Dean Fu has something to say!"

Dean Fu told the truth: “Isn’t that Professor Meng’s blockbuster if he doesn’t mingle? Goldbach guessed that next year’s Fields Medal will definitely have yours. With the Fields Medal in hand, the next year’s two Professor Meng’s name must be on the list of co-opted academicians."

The Fields Medal is the most famous worldwide mathematics prize and is known as the "Nobel Prize" in mathematics. Every four years, 2-4 mathematicians who have made outstanding contributions and are under the age of 40 are selected.

The academicians of the two academies are co-opted every two years.

"What we can think of, and other schools can definitely think of it. Isn't this preventing them from robbing people? The school has no choice but to start first."

The predecessor was the Yangtze River Scholar selected in 2014, and then signed a five-year special professor contract with Beijing University, which means that the contract expires in another year.

The most important thing is that they are also engaged in research, such as physical chemistry. No matter how many ideas, without the help of cutting-edge laboratories, they will not be able to produce good scientific research results.

But mathematics is different, especially for those who study number theory, purely theoretical things, as long as you have the ability, you can find research results by just squatting in the middle of the day. The laboratory is a worthwhile experience for mathematicians. Nothing.

In this way, the only thing that can make Meng Ze know his heart is probably only the salary.

"That's it," Meng Zezhi smiled: "Since everything is worth it, Dean Fu can rest assured that my feelings for Jingcheng University are extraordinary. Under the same treatment, I will definitely choose Jingcheng University first."

This is really a bit utilitarian, and it doesn’t match the capital of Beijing University. Just think about the cold reception and blind eyes he has suffered over the past four months... or utilitarianism is better, and utilitarian at least does not hurt. Money!

Dean Fu thought so, and Meng Zezhi thought so.

Hearing this, Dean Fu smiled and said, "What about the enrollment quota?"

"Just follow the usual practice in previous years." Meng Zezhi said.

In the past, I accepted two doctoral students and five graduate students every year.

"Good." Dean Fu replied repeatedly.

That's how it feels to exhale.

After leaving the dean's office, Meng Zezhi breathed a sigh of relief and felt better. Even when he started walking, he felt as if he was stepping on the wind.

When I got home, Zhu Zhengqing was not there.

Meng Ze knew whether he was there, found the medicine and took it, took out his phone and continued to scan Weibo.

[...God, Professor He also forwarded this statement. 】

【Shock…】

[Shocked...+1]

[So what is sacred Professor He Lao? 】

[Upstairs is optimistic, Professor He is a physics researcher, downstairs...]

[...Upstairs, my father is a hero of two bombs and one star, and my mother is Professor Ge, who is respected by Western countries as "Mrs. Curie of China"...]

[...He himself is an academician of the Academy of Sciences, he is known as the father of automation control in China, and he has won the honorary title of National Outstanding Contribution Scientist. 】

[After my research, two hours have passed since the official blog of Beijing University of Science and Technology issued this statement. A total of more than 500 people have reposted it. Excluding the news media and big Vs that join in the fun, most of the remaining people All are the best from all walks of life. So the question is, what is Meng Zezhi's ability to allow Beijing University to pull so many experts and professors to endorse him? 】

[Haha, what can Meng Zezhi have? The papers are all stolen from the students. I think that Beijing University did this purely to save their face. However, it is clear that they underestimated the power of Chinese netizens. 】

【major discovery! ! The Chinese Journal of Mathematics has cancelled two papers published by Meng Zezhi in the journal on the grounds of academic fraud. 】

[I seem to hear the sound of slaps in the face. 】

[Beijing University: Fuck, my face hurts! 】

[Awesome, my "Chinese Journal of Mathematics" is really a good knife. 】

[You guys upstairs are out, guide the truth scanner, you will thank me. 】

Seeing this, Meng Zezhi exited the page, entered the words truth scanner in the search bar, and searched for a big V with more than three million fans.

He clicked in, and what he saw was a long Weibo that had just been posted for less than half an hour.

[Who still remembers the wedding of the century yesterday? So, here comes the climax—

Don't talk nonsense, just go to the picture.

#孟则知和许佳晴的婚证写真#

Friendly reminder, Xu Jiaqing is the bride at the wedding of the century yesterday.

#许佳晴的病历#】

[... More than 20 bruises and cartilage contusions? abortion? ...Is it what I think? 】

[Domestic man? 】

[To be precise, it was a scumbag who caused his wife to miscarry due to domestic violence. 】

[It's disgusting to me. 】

…

[Hehe, I don’t know what Beijing University would feel when it knew that the person they were desperately defending was such a disgusting guy? 】

[No wonder the movie emperor Chen and the others will collectively speak up to support Zhang Fangxu, it turns out that the lady boss is the victim! 】

[Distressed Zhang Fangxu. 】

[Distressed the boss. 】

From academic fraud to character problems, the newlywed wives of entertainment industry predators were affected, and most of China was shocked in an instant.

While everyone was eagerly waiting for the action of Jingcheng University, the official blog of Jingcheng University fell silent. Despite the bombardment of netizens' messages and private messages, it remained unmoved.

Until two hours later, a short video was circulated on the Internet.

The video was shot downstairs in the International Business Building. It was during the rush hour when Chen Yinglong came out of the building. Media reporters who heard the wind rushed up and surrounded Chen Yinglong.

"Excuse me, Mr. Chen, it is true that Meng Zezhi, the professor of Beijing University who stole the research results of students from Beijing University, is the ex-husband of your new wife?" Yu Ji shouted in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, President Chen is not accepting interviews now..." The secretary and bodyguards hardly protected Chen Yinglong behind him.

The reporter said: "Mr. Chen, did your wife Xu Jiaqing really have a miscarriage caused by Meng Zezhi's domestic violence?"

Hearing this, Chen Yinglong's expression changed slightly, as if he was holding back something. He reached out his hand to stop the secretary's maintenance, and the scene fell silent for a moment.

"I don't know why my wife's privacy will spread out. I reserve the right to pursue legal investigations." Chen Yinglong took a deep breath: "About this matter, the past is over. I hope you don't expose me again. Wife’s scars should be regarded as being considerate of a victim’s feelings. As a husband, I can only say, please everyone!"

After speaking, Chen Yinglong bowed to the camera with a ninety degree.