Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Yang Rui doesn't know what Wei Zhenxue's research level is, but he has to admit that this guy is a good teacher.

No matter how low-level questions students ask him, Wei Zhenxue can answer with a deadpan face. No matter how well the students do, he is still deadpan, but facing students with zero experience, Wei Zhenxue's patience is obviously more valuable.

In addition, Wei Zhenxue also took the initiative to be an experimental assistant for Yang Rui. Although it was just weighing the weight of the substance, or doing some titration operations, it did reduce Yang Rui's workload.

Mechanical analytical balances are not easy to operate, and half an hour passes after weighing eight times out of ten. Although the students who are helping in the laboratory, except for cleaning the test tubes, Yang Rui dare not entrust them with any part of the experimental procedures.

Unlike the students of later generations, the students of West Fort Middle School have basically never done physics and chemistry experiments. It is too demanding to transition to the accuracy of one ten-thousandth of a sudden. This is tantamount to asking students who have just started learning football to play official games. Not to mention that it will not work, it may also have the opposite effect.

The thesis that Yang Rui was going to write was an accurate measurement. If he made a mistake with a decimal point, it would be embarrassing instead of gaining fame.

It was also because Wei Zhenxue was able to help and Yang Rui didn't have a competent experimental assistant, so he resisted his usual low EQ nonsense and didn't drive him back. Instead, he found an empty berth in the dormitory and packed it three meals for him.

Although he had a faint sense of guilt and excitement for using cheap labor, when Wei Zhenxue persisted for four days and still had no intention of going back, Yang Rui couldn't bear it at first.

Taking advantage of the materials in his hand running out, Yang Rui sat next to Wei Zhenxue, coughed, and said, "Researcher Wei, don't you need to do your own experiments?"

"Just call me Old Wei." Wei Zhenxue carefully operated the analytical balance, as if he was doing his own experiment.

Yang Rui patted his forehead, and said kindly: "Old Wei."

"Um."

"You haven't gone back for such a long time, what will happen to the experiments in your research institute?"

"Anyway, the analytical balance is broken, so I can't continue my experiment." Wei Zhenxue replied as a matter of course.

Is balance so important? Yang Rui said suspiciously: "The analytical balance is broken, you can do other parts first. When the funding for the second half of the year arrives, just buy another analytical balance.

The funding of the Coal Research Institute should not be particularly tight. "

"Um."

"My experiments here are one after another. No matter how long you stay, I will not lend you the balance." Yang Rui changed the direction.

Wei Zhenxue said calmly: "I know, it can be seen that you still have to prepare for the next experiment in advance."

Yang Rui was inexplicably surprised, and said, "You know you're still not going back?"

"What are you going back to do? Go to the chemical store every day to look at the packaging of the instruments?" Wei Zhenxue was not slow at all, recorded the numbers while speaking, and then went to the cabinet to get the reagents, ready to weigh the next set, leaving Yang Rui alone in a daze .

Yang Rui chased after him: "Has your experiment stopped?"

"Otherwise, what do you think I'm going to the chemical store for?" Wei Zhenxue said after a pause, "Why, are you in my way?"

"No, no, you helped me a lot, I feel a little sorry, I thought I couldn't delay you..."

"You can't delay me." Wei Zhenxue's eyebrows drooped on both sides, forming a horoscope, and said in a slightly heavier tone: "You will know later. Some people don't like others. I published two articles last year, and this year they were published. Changing the laboratory, in fact, even if the analytical balance is not broken, there will always be an instrument that will break. At that time, I still have no funds to buy the instrument, and the result will be the same. They don’t want to see me, and I don’t want to see theirs. Face, it's better to stay here with you."

If this is an outsider, they may think that this is a rivalry among colleagues. Yang Rui was full of suspicion, looking at Wei Zhenxue, thinking: With a guy like you with low EQ, do you still need to change the laboratory? Do you still need to sacrifice a piece of equipment? Furthermore, the equipment is not so easy to break. If it breaks in the second half of the year and the funds have arrived, wouldn't it be a waste of money?

Thinking of this, Yang Rui looked Wei Zhenxue up and down, and said: "You said something weird, you have been criticized."

Wei Zhenxue was still in the midst of deep grief, feeling guilty when he was seen, and muttered: "I'm just telling the truth. The director doesn't do anything every day. When he sees that someone else is about to publish a paper, he runs over to help, and then I have to write my own name, and sometimes I have to be the first author. After doing this, who will focus on research in the future? I said a few words to him, but he became angry."

Of course people are going to be angry, this is called anger from embarrassment, the so-called curse is not short...Yang Rui looked at the uncle Doubi in front of him, and sighed: "Fortunately, you were born 30 years earlier, and you can enter the research institute with this level of awareness... "

Wei Zhenxue asked: "What kind of enlightenment?"

Yang Rui asked sternly: "Are we doing research for the purpose of writing papers and earning fame?"

"of course not."

"Well, that's a good answer. Since you're not doing it for fame, I won't write your name in my thesis. I'll leave room for the second or third author." Yang Rui notified Wei Zhenxue with a smile.

Wei Zhenxue opened his mouth, lowered his head, and said, "I know, I didn't stay here just to be the second author."

"I know, you are hiding from the quiet." Yang Rui was in a good mood after making sure that he didn't need to share the right of authorship. He made an exception and greeted: "Is it really okay for you not to go to the research institute? Will you not be fired for absenteeism?"

"My father-in-law is from the Academy of Coal Science, just ask him to tell the director." Wei Zhenxue handed over his background indifferently.

Yang Rui turned pale with shock: You idiot, did you know to find your parents when you were absent from work? What did you do long ago? Didn’t you know that the reason why he asked him to get you an analytical balance was because his own integrity would not allow others to gossip?

Yang Rui felt powerless for such a character that would only appear in such a high-level drama, and he was reluctant to part with the only experimental assistant at present, so he thought for a while and said, "Well, I will pay you 50 yuan a month, Find a more comfortable place for you, and you can be my experimental assistant for a while. You can also use the things in the laboratory. If I don’t participate, I won’t sign the paper you ** wrote.”

"Okay." Wei Zhenxue had no intention of kneeling and kowtowing at all, as if he was the protagonist.

Yang Rui sighed and said, "Tell me about the papers you have written."

""Comparison of Solubility of Tungsten", "Utilization of Bituminous Coal", "Several Methods to Improve the Utilization of Bituminous Coal"..." Wei Zhenxue said a series of treasures, there are a total of eight papers, all with a strong 80 in their names The style of domestic papers in the 1990s.

Yang Rui felt relieved, he could tell his level by hearing the name of the thesis, this Wei Zhenxue is a character whose heart is higher than the sky, and his fate is thinner than paper, in the future, at most the level of a third-rate graduate student.

Fortunately, I didn't meet a big cow, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with. Yang Rui thought about it again, with such a low EQ, it is not easy to become a master, just like the stunningly talented Nikola Tesla, who was tortured to death by the copper-stinking Edison in the end.

After a few casual compliments, Yang Rui released Wei Zhenxue, continued to check his experimental results, and started writing the first part of the paper at the same time.

To measure the absorption coefficient of q10 by ultraviolet spectrophotometry, you must first have an ultraviolet spectrophotometer. This thing was still a precious item in the 1980s. It was larger than the freezer in the store and was more valuable than the freezer. The ten thousand in Yang Rui's hand The yuan was spent, and it was not enough to buy such a one.

Therefore, Yang Rui had to find a way to borrow someone else's UV spectrophotometer from another research institute.

As a high school student, it is naturally difficult to borrow such an important instrument rashly. Yang Rui had to write some papers first, and then consider borrowing equipment for experiments.

On the other hand, although it is not difficult to re-measure the absorption coefficient of q10, it still needs to be very detailed to prove that the existing absorption coefficients in the literature are wrong, especially the absorption coefficients listed in foreign literature are wrong. instruction of.

Yang Rui pondered and wrote for a while, but felt that he was not doing well, and looked at the "Visceral Biochemical Medicine" at hand from time to time, but it was also difficult to continue.

This journal was ordered by the Xibao Meat Factory, and Yang Rui borrowed a few copies to use as a reference for writing thesis.

The paper format in the 1980s is very different from that of 30 years later, and the biggest difference is the difference between the writing method of English papers and Chinese papers.

As a miserable graduate student of science and engineering, Yang Rui's previous papers were all in English. There is no way around this. The brand of domestic journals has been wiped out by human relations. It can be said that there are not a few valuable books left. The people who publish articles on them are most likely to be guys with mixed titles.

A slightly better school will require graduate students to publish at least one thesis in the first district before they can graduate, and most of the journals classified in the first district are in foreign languages.

If a graduate student does not start practicing and writing English journals from the first and second years of research, and he is ugly, it will be very troublesome for him to graduate.

In his previous life, Yang Rui was a fat man. He had to work hard to write papers. After getting used to writing, he felt that English papers were easier to write than Chinese papers.

Because the semantics of English words is relatively simple, professional-related words can be whatever they say, and a long word can be created when necessary, and the desired words and articles can be retrieved from the database without hindrance.

Chinese translation is too complicated. One word has a number meaning. If you write a paper on the frontier of the subject, you can write another article just by explaining it.

After writing like this for half an hour, Yang Rui gave up, tore off the two pages he had written, and started writing in English.

Writing papers in English first, and then translating them into Chinese for publication, was the main way for returnee scholars to write sloppy papers around 2000. However, as the value of domestic journals decreased year by year, the rewards given by schools decreased day by day, and the level of high-end students increased. As a result, this recycling technology has also begun to be transmitted to the student population.

Yang Rui is not sure whether his small article can be published abroad, or what kind of taboos it has, but if it is to be published in China, it is better to write it in a way he is familiar with. Anyway, this paper will not exceed 2,000 words. Even if you need to look up an English dictionary, it is easier and more fluent than writing in Chinese.

Soon, in the laboratory of Xibao Middle School, there was only the sound of flipping books.

At some point, Wei Zhenxue had already stood behind Yang Rui, staring at the English letters that filled the page in astonishment. You are reading, if any!

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