Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

After leaving more than a dozen sheets of paper, the ark splendidly left.

Looking at the stack of A4 paper in Xiaotong's hand, Professor Krugman opened his mouth in silence, seemingly hesitating to say how to open it for a while, eventually speaking.

“This is a gift from your brother and it is up to you to decide how to use it. ”

“You can choose to publish in your own name or in other ways, I don't want to interfere with you with my own opinion, even if I would recommend the former… After all, your brother obviously doesn't care much about economic achievements and hopes to be able to use it to help you… Of course, it depends on how you choose. ”

Academia, while punishing academic forgery and plagiarism severely, does not go too far in examining who has accomplished an outcome.

It's like some bad mentors squeeze students and even deprive them of their research results, but as long as they don't make a special fuss and force people to jump off the building, they won't take it seriously.

Likewise, if any generous mentor is willing to give away what he or she has worked so hard for, most of the time academia will acquiesce to the fact that this fool has voluntarily given up ownership of the results.

After all, there are so many people in the world who do scientific research. If you don't follow the "spirit of the contract" and rely solely on "rational analysis" to guess who made the research results, isn't the world a mess?

Besides, nobody's that bored.

Even rules with loopholes are better than no rules.

Theoretically, therefore, if Xiaotong considers this result to be her own publication, whether or not she has the strength to write such a paper, as long as the Ark herself does not say anything, then even if there is doubt, the academic community will acquiesce that this result is her completion.

After staring at the paper in his hand for a long time, Xiaotong took a deep breath and finally said with a firm eye, as if he had made up his mind.

“I've decided! ”

“I didn't choose this academic path for the Nobel Prize or anything, and while I admit it's tempting, … I do want to make my own achievements. ”

“I would be happy to get confirmation from others because of my paper with my brother… but if not, I would always feel… a little weird. ”

She does not exclude working with her older brother on the same subject, nor does she exclude her older brother from wanting to rely more on his mood, but such an achievement is not what she wants if there is a lying down winner who doesn't care about herself.

That may be a bit arrogant, but this is the most real idea she has to face. She hopes to be a scholar worthy of the title of "Professor Lu's thesis collaborator”, rather than a person who will only delay the results of others' research...

Such a person is despised by her heart.

While she admits that she is still weak, his strength has reached the point where even a successful scholar like her mentor, Professor Krugman, would feel stressed...

But she's young, and she believes she has endless possibilities!

Xiaotong looked at her mentor, Professor Krugman, and said seriously.

“I want to publish these things in my brother's name… can I? ”

“Contribution to the journal is definitely not possible, but we are now in the International Forum on Macroeconomics, and the thesis is not the only channel for open research, just…” Professor Krugman looked carefully at Xiaotong and continued, “Are you sure? This is the result of the Nobel Prize, and I suggest you think about it one more night. ”

Without any hesitation, Xiaotong nodded softly.

“I've thought about it. ”

Despite some regrets, Professor Krugman's eyes bore a complimentary colour.

“At my age, young and productive scholars I have met many, successful scholars I have met many, but able to possess scholars of the same quality as you… can be said to be Phoenix Lin Horn. ”

“Perhaps one day I should visit your parents and be able to teach such wonderful children, who must also be quite wonderful. ”

“I'm afraid you'll have to be disappointed, they're just ordinary people," Xiaotong bent over the corner with a sunny smile on his face, "but I love them very much. ”

Professor Krugman laughed and shot his thigh and said, "Whether a person is normal or good is not his academic achievement, but whether he has a strong heart, you are too young and too agitated to know when you are old. Go home and rest. Professor Andis and I haven't eaten yet. If you've already eaten already, don't sit here with an old man. ”

Xiaotong is gone.

There were only two left at the table for four.

Looking at his expression was accompanied by some regrettable Professor Krugman, Professor Andis, who poked his elbow and comforted him with a congratulatory tone.

“You got a good student. ”

“Yeah.” Professor Krugman nodded and sighed softly, “I'm not even sure I would have done it myself if it hadn't been for the Nobel Prize results. ”

“But I have to say, it's a shame for her. ”

Andis lifted his eyebrows: “What a surprise. ”

Krugman: "Accident? ”

“Yes, you old bastard would actually think about things from your own student perspective, I've heard a lot about you, in short, something about making it easy to summon people. ”

“The rumors?” With his mouth shut, Krugman went on to say, "Don't think I'll fit into my office, my students won't be so good. ”

Those bags that he did not recognize were merely “employees” he recruited to accomplish teaching or subject tasks.

Rumors?

Let them talk.

Who cares about these things?

……

In fact, on the way back, the Ark also realized that its approach might be somewhat inappropriate.

But when he thought about it, since Xiaotong and he were in the same category, there was no need to worry about things that would never happen, so he was released.

Improving the Lu-Bewley model is due to his responsibility as an academic. As for giving it to Xiaotong, she hopes to complete the complete thesis, it is due to his care for his sister as a brother...

Of course, he admitted that there might be a drowning ingredient in it.

A Nobel Prize-grade achievement, and he doesn't really care about achievements in economics. Perhaps he didn't even notice that he has always adhered to the principle of honesty in signing academic achievements. In fact, his subconscious desire was that Xiaotong could publish this model in her own name...

Returning from the Grand Inn, the Ark threw the invitation at the desk by the floor window. But just as he was going to sit in front of the computer for a while, his stomach “grunted” without a fight.

With this “gu” sound, the Ark finally realized that when I was in the cafeteria before, I didn't eat this at all...

“Hey, I didn't even eat enough to get out... it's a huge loss. ”

Touched the stomach protesting, and the ark glanced at the wall clock.

It's 9: 30.

If he went to bed right away, he wouldn't have to eat any more, but if he went to bed now, it would have been too early.

Forget it, fuck it.

Anyway, he's not fat enough to eat or drink sea food.

Just as the Ark was preparing to call the hotel receptionist to send them a snack night, the phone in the pocket suddenly rang.

Take a look, it's Sister.

Press the on button and the ark gathers the phone to the ear to say.

“Hello?”

With a few expectations in his voice, Chen Yushan asked cautiously.

“Are you free tomorrow? ”

The ark thought about it and nodded: “I think you're free. Why? ”

“Then wait for me at the hotel tomorrow morning! I'll drive to get you! We agreed to come with me sometime. Don't forget! ”

Just after one sentence, Chen Yushan, who had not been given the opportunity to open the Ark, suddenly called like an attack, quickly hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy noise from the other side of the phone, I haven't returned to the divine ark, and the expression on my face is a bit obnoxious.

“ …… ”

Why did you hang up so suddenly?

Don't you give him a chance to set the pigeon free?

But he wasn't going to let the pigeons go!

Thinking about it, the Ark couldn't help but laugh for a moment.

Where's the trust between people?

But by the way, the call was just in time.

If it weren't for this phone, he would have forgotten about it...