Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

This semester seems somewhat different from previous years for the faculty of chemistry at Jinling University.

At the first class meeting of the school, the instructor who usually saw the head of the Divine Dragon but did not see the tail rarely appeared in the classroom. Without a word, he threw a document into the hands of the Academic Committee, indicating that he would send it.

“… Jinling Institute of Computing Materials internship documents? What are you doing sending us this freshman year? ”

“Damn, what's your salary? ”

“Ten hours of work are required per week, which is roughly 1,000 per month based on hourly rates. Yes, I can. I live on 800. ”

The leaflet had not been distributed, and the students in the first class were discussing it as if it had blown up a pot.

Same goes for Monkey Han, who wonders what's on this leaflet.

But for her, it's just weird.

Sitting next to Han Mengqi, a girl who looked slightly taller, poked her in the arm and asked curiously.

“Monkey, are you interested? ”

In total, there are only eight girls in one class, which adds up to exactly two bedrooms. This little girl, Li Fang, is her roommate and girlfriend.

“Not interested...”

Han Monkey shook her head and stuffed the leaflet in the drawer.

First, she is not interested in an internship of $1,000 a month, and second, she intends to change her major in the next semester, without the need for this scientific resume.

Honestly, she still can't figure it out. Freshman year is basically a general curriculum, not to mention doing chemical experiments, but remembering how the chemical equations are spelled out well. What good would it do to go to an internship?

“Well, quiet everyone, listen to me,” the conductor clapped his hands, indicating that everyone was quiet, cleared his voice, said in a routine tone, "In order to cultivate research-based talent and in response to the national new energy strategic layout, our hospital and the Jinling Institute of Computing Materials have reached a cooperation agreement. ”

“The contents of the leaflet, I'm sure you've probably read it all over, I won't repeat it again. Simply put, you can think of this as an internship for material research. ”

“All the work you need to do is probably some simple work, which requires a minimum of 10 hours per week and is focused on weekends. Students interested in the study, or intending to study later, may consider it. There are few opportunities for undergraduates to participate in the research, so take good care of yourself. ”

At this point, a student raised his hand and asked, "Teacher, is this an internship? ”

As soon as he heard this, the mentor laughed at the student and said, “The director is your senior, do you feel unreliable? Anyway, I think it's a lot more reliable than the part-time jobs you guys are looking for out there. ”

Senior?!

In the classroom, there was a whispering conversation about who the bull was.

Finally, someone couldn't help but wonder, raise their hand and ask, "Teacher, which senior is so cheap? ”

When he heard the question, the conductor laughed and said, "Ark, computational material science, who else could we be besides Kim Dae? ”

Students in the class sucked in a breath of cool air, and a thrilled expression appeared on their faces.

Lu Shin!

Though by the time they arrived, Lu Shen had flown up to Princeton, his legend had been passed down by his rising senior sisters.

From Zhou's guess to Goldbach's, from the Cole Prize for Mathematics to the Crawford Prize, he, the youngest professor at Princeton University, has achieved countless achievements under the age of 23 in his lifetime.

I didn't expect the director of the Institute of Computational Materials to be the big man.

Has the old man not been satisfied with his mathematical achievements and begun to advance to the chemical field?

In contrast to the shocked adaptation team, Han Mengqi, after hearing the name, was completely stunned there, with no movement for half a day.

The instructor threw down the phrase "Interested students report their names to the class leader” and then stopped talking, leaving time for the students to discuss it themselves.

Once again, the classroom chirped, and the classmates were excited to discuss it.

“The senior I know said that it would be better to say that this opportunity to participate more often, and that later writing on his resume would be a scientific resume. And this institute, it seems, is one of the research units of the country's key projects. ”

- Dude couldn't help but say, "That's gonna be fierce, right? ”

“Focus on participation," a boy patted the shoulder of the fellow next to him, giving him a "you know” look, "Opportunity must be the senior sisters, but you don't have to pay to sign up. ”

“You don't have to pay for it, but it looks like you'll have to take two more math classes after you report it. ”

“Learn? Anyway, it's not a credit, it's not an exam. It's not up to you whether you go or not. ”

Keep your head down, Han Monkey thought for a long time.

She thinks differently than her classmates.

Although she has been trying very hard to keep up with the Master's footsteps, even though she has done her best, nothing has changed. Whether it's the Cole Prize for Mathematics or the Crawford Prize, every glory is beyond human reach.

She's still sitting here, even in the eyes of her classmates, but that's all.

In fact, she tried to vote for her resume at Princeton University after she failed her college entrance exam, but did not receive a response from an international admissions officer. She didn't even tell her sister about it.

She is also somewhat clear, it is impossible to mathematically catch up with the master's footsteps.

But outside of mathematics, there may be a slight possibility...

Thinking about it, Han Mengqi's little hands were squeezed gently and the confusion in her pupils gradually dissipated.

Seeing his best friend keep his head down and don't talk, Li Fang looked at her with some concern and asked.

“Maggie? What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong...”

A glimmer of firmness appeared in his eyes, and Han Mengqi suddenly raised her head.

“I intend to sign up! ”

……

Carbon nanomaterials institute, in an office.

Looking at the graduation application on hand, Professor Lee sighed.

“Of all my students, your abilities are my favorite, and it's a shame not to continue reading. Honestly, I don't want to let anyone go. ”

Qian Zhongming shook his head and insisted on his point of view: “Not only is there a university where research can be done, but I am very interested in this emerging discipline of computational materials science, and I hope that the professor can complete it. ”

Professor Li eventually sighed and signed the document, although he said he was reluctant to let go.

“Remember to write a self test and prepare your graduation defense, the process still has to go. ”

The Institute of Computing Materials in Jinling is well treated and offers full-time contracts in addition to internship contracts. According to the open remuneration standard, the base salary of a master's student is 8,000 yuan with bonuses and other benefits, which, in horizontal comparison, is still higher than that of most peers.

Although Li Rong-en had originally intended to arrange new research and development posts for Zhongshan when he graduated, it seems that there is no such fate anymore.

Looking at his students, Professor Lee paused and said solemnly: "Go, Professor Lu is a very skilled person, I'm sure you will learn more with him. ”

Put away the sealed document, Qian said faithfully and honestly.

“Thanks.”

Professor Li nodded and did not speak.

Anything to say at this time is superfluous, and everything goes without saying.

Liu Bo, who had been silent beside him, suddenly made a decision and said.

“Professor, I would also like to apply for graduation. ”

Looking at his other student, Professor Lee laughed.

“Give me the application and I'll sign it for you. ”

Liu Bo was very wounded: “Professor, don't you bring any to save? ”

Professor Li joked: "No graduation? All right, I'll keep you for another year. ”

Liu Bolton panicked. “I can't do this, Professor. I've got the offer. ”

Professor Li laughed and waved.

“Come on, don't bullshit me here. ”

“Two people, get out of here. ”