Hui Province, the provincial capital of Daishan City.
There is a lot of traffic and people. In a low-key villa, Academician Yu was looking at a LED screen, and three middle-aged men in white coats stood in front of him. The above content is "On the evolution of Yin spirits and the adaptation to the larger environment."
"Stop." Academician Yu rubbed his eyebrows and waved his hand, and immediately an assistant brought tea. He sighed, frowned and looked at the LED screen: "No."
The three middle-aged men gave a wry smile, and the one in the center sighed: "There is too little information. You have been working on this topic since you came back from Bao'an. We have collected only a few dozen cases of 'possible' mutation in various places. The cardinal number of Yin spirits, this topic is likely to be untenable."
Academician Yu did not speak, and closed his eyes gently.
He recalled seeing the young man that day, and he vowed to say that the mutation of Yin spirits is not an exception, but has existed since ancient times. It's a pity that I was too busy with my work, so I returned to Daishan the next day, otherwise, if I listened to his class more, there would be new sparks.
He never thought it was a shame, there must be my teacher in a three-way trip, rest on your laurels, and the yang world will never gain an advantage against the vast number of yin spirits.
"Our argument is too thin." After more than ten seconds, he opened his eyes and said, "You should contact the First Cultivator immediately and ask them to send all the content of the instructor's public class... Wait."
At this moment, his phone suddenly vibrated. He picked it up and looked at it, "Tao, a student of the '89 class, sent you a message."
Who is it
Academician Yu couldn't remember who it was. Every day he passed in front of him at least the top leaders of major research institutions, Zhou Xianlong's level. He opened it and looked at it. It was random, but suddenly he saw words that he was interested in.
Is Teacher Qin...
Rarely, he sent a voice: did he write it
Tao, Class of 1989: Yes, can I spare you a moment
Yu: hair.
Soon, a wPS file was sent over. The other white coats waited quietly for Academician Yu, who immediately opened it and looked at it.
Title: On the Variation Causes, Development, and Possibility of Yin Spirits.
In an instant, his eyes lit up. The body couldn't help sitting upright, and all the white coats were stunned.
This is what Academician Yu is interested in.
Something that could interest this old man must be esoteric scholarship. In the entire cultivation world, there are no more than ten people who can talk to his peers. This... Which big boss sent this new research
My heart was shaking, but no one dared to disturb it.
Academician Yu couldn't notice other people's moods at all, because after reading three sentences, he only had one feeling.
Master!
If this person is not in a special institution, at least he is a provincial-level cadre! If in a special agency... He immediately started thinking about his old friend.
No... It's not Lao Chen, this is not his style of writing, his age, with his name hanging on it, he can write whatever he wants, with a sharp point of view? does not exist.
It's not an old horse, an old horse will be more gentle, and the beginning of this article is only a few hundred words, but it is peaceful but sharp, but not offensive...
Who the hell is this!
However, he soon stopped caring about it.
For someone like him who has been studying academics all his life, a good article is absolutely equivalent to the Bugatti Veyron in the eyes of car lovers, and the winter spirits in the eyes of drinkers. The author will talk about it later! This argument was very close to himself, and he was too eager to see what other experts thought.
The first argument, he looked at fast, fast, but every word was imprinted in his head. Three minutes later, a voice suddenly appeared in the silent room.
Snapped!
Academician Yu's eyes were shining, he slapped the armrest of the wooden chair hard, and said softly, "It's beautiful."
"Using corpse hunters to prove that Yin spirits will evolve under special circumstances, and their strength will increase significantly after evolution... This argument is simply the finishing touch! And it's impossible to refute, there's no blame!"
"Why didn't I think of chasing the corpse!" He let out a sigh of relief and continued to read immediately.
At the beginning of this, he looked forward to the following content even more.
three minutes later.
"Common yin spirit... And this kind of spiritual body? Parasitic human body since childhood? Born with yin, the host is born with yin and yang eyes, and the common yin spirit is half yin and half yang. As the host grows up, once it erupts... The consequences are unimaginable?"
"This argument... The proof is actually that kid from the Seven Star Treasure House... living evidence... There is even a way to force out the common yin spirit... Xiao Li!!"
A white coat came over immediately: "Teacher."
"Go to the Seven-Star Treasure House immediately! Bring that armor... How many armors are there? Half-human and half-ghost! Bring him to me immediately! Little Wang!"
"Teacher." Another white coat immediately cupped his hands.
"You! Immediately open my underground research room, check all equipment, and keep it running!"
"clear."
After these instructions, the room was quiet again, but in the next ten minutes, the sound of slapping chairs sounded from time to time. It was almost Academician Yu who had finished reading a paragraph and had to slap it to express his feelings. His face was already flushed with excitement, and he even waved his hands twice.
Hey look.
A good paper, a brand-new point of view, and a set of substantial arguments are enough to intoxicate a person who is fascinated by academics. He never thought that this paper could give him such a big surprise.
People in the room were called from time to time: "Xiao Zhou, you immediately transfer me the case on July 4th in XX City, SRCXX Province." "Xiao Xu, open SRC's B folder for me..."
"Wonderful... I've heard of this case, indeed, if it is corroborated like this, it doesn't really illustrate the author's point of view? It coincides... This argument is very well chosen!"
"Very well, this is... the third point of argument, as always... Who wrote this? Who set the data? SRC has such a strong unit now?"
Finally, the room was completely quiet.
Elder Yu has closed his eyes many times, he is reminiscing, suppressing the anxiety in his heart. He was eager to prove by experiment that the above arguments were correct. This is just an inferential paper, and one experiment is enough. If successful...
He opened his eyes slightly, but his breathing was a little heavy.
If it is successful... Then the subject that I have been studying has been pushed open!
He no longer has any doubts about the quality of the paper. The whole process is logical, the circle is in-depth, and in the end, it is a matter of course, irrefutable.
"The dissertation...is to be discussed and controversial..." He picked up the paper with his eyelids jumping a little: "But after reading this paper, I feel that it should be like this... Not to mention the arguments and the The fullness of these backbones of the argument, just the arrangement of words, the guidance of logic... This is what the big man wrote? I can't see it?"
Under the excitement of being too excited, he had forgotten what Professor Tao said, and turned to the first page. Finally saw a bunch of names.
At the very top is the bold font, the first author: Qin Ye.
The Bugatti Veyron suddenly turned into a bumblebee, and the winter spirits suddenly turned into lava.
In the fiery hot room, Elder Yu's mood suddenly cooled down, and he looked at the name as if he had eaten SHi.
This... a little embarrassing...
No... how is it you
How old are you? Why do you write such a level of thesis! It's not that my old Yugou sees people as inferior, knowledge is something that must be accumulated over time! You were 18 and walked the 81-year-old road? The mother's womb is beheading ghosts!
"This kid... is Yama? You know so much about Yin spirits!" Elder Yu felt that his temples were jumping. No... Where do you put our faces like this? What about my 80-year-old face! After studying the Yin spirits for most of his life, the big subject of the old age is actually a door opened by a teenage mentor
Then read on, the second author: Lin Han, Su Feng.
Below are the assistants, the dozen or so students who participated in the writing.
His eyes widened to find out the name of an old acquaintance, but... this one really didn't.
Academician Yu feels a little autistic.
"Elder Yu... Where are you going?" Seeing him stand up, the two white coats immediately asked.
"Don't mind me... I'll go out for a walk..." Academician Yu walked to the balcony while rubbing his throbbing temples, looking at the busy traffic outside, he was stunned for no reason: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves... No! The back waves are so weird! I didn't find it. Ghostwriting?"
No, no, let the old man struggle again... The old man still doesn't believe it... The old man feels that his confidence can still save...
As if venting, he nodded to the guardrail, dumbfounded, and said to himself: "The entire thesis, even if the arguments and arguments came from him, but this old-fashioned way of integration, this tacit cooperation between the lines, this kind of comprehension of professional terms. Skillful use, this kind of logical arrangement... I believe he is a provincial and ministerial-level senior official in the government department, and I believe that he has reached my level in SRC. !"
After taking a few deep breaths, he immediately took out his mobile phone, found Tao Ran's number, and immediately started a video.
"Elder Yu?" On the other end of the phone, Tao Ran was also taken aback. Not everyone could receive Mr. Yu's video.
"Who gave him the ghostwriting?" Academician Yu said with mixed feelings: "This level... is definitely written by a person whose pen has been crushed. Who guided him?"
"Isn't it your ghostwriting?!" Unexpectedly, Tao Ran was more surprised than him.
Grip the grass... Was it really made by those boys
In the video, the two old men stared at each other with big eyes. After a few seconds, Academician Yu snorted: "What's my identity? He's not my illegitimate son, why should I ghostwrite him?"
Tao Ran only felt that his heart was beating wildly, so he suppressed his excitement and carefully replied: "Elder Yu... Bao'an City is fully militarized, no one can go out until next semester, not even me. It's even more impossible to access the outside world, and... No one but the two principals has this level of leadership in our school..."
Elder Yu sighed.
Didn't he know about these things earlier
After reading the first paragraph, he knew that it was definitely not from Li Tao and Xu Anguo. Making a phone call yourself is just really unable to admit this disguised failure.
Was it written by that little bastard
This... Old Man Rong will shut himself up for a while...