Geng Jian ran to the administrative building in small steps, and when he went up to the stairwell on the second floor, he saw Miao Sha wearing a patched old military uniform, with a military merit medal pinned to his chest, holding a card in his hand, facing the corridor.

His wife Fei Jie is also dressed plainly, carrying a backpack and a kettle around her waist, looking like a logistics soldier fighting a protracted war.

Geng Jian hurriedly turned to the direction of the corridor, and looked up to see the words on the cards, which were the four-character scriptures that Miao Sha kept chanting plus the name of the person: Geng Jian!

The two big exclamation marks are also written in red lacquer, which is very eye-catching.

Geng Jian's blood surged to his head in an instant.

He has been to the administration building several times, and he has also come to participate in a number of activities organized by the party committee for student party members, probationary party members and activists, so Geng Jian clearly knows that at least half of the more than 20 rooms on the second floor are college leaders.

As long as these people walk out of the door, there is no one who can't see Miao Crushed, but if they see Miao Crushed, there is no one who can't see the cards, and those who see the cards won't not see the word Geng Jian.

In the current environment, the word "Geng Jian" is going to be famous in the Department of Biology, and it is going to be famous.

Geng Jian has always wanted to be famous, and the Department of Biology of Peking University is the leader of the country, if he can make a good impression on his classmates and teachers in his four-year student career, it will be very smooth to break into related fields in the future.

However, Geng Jian never imagined that he would become notorious one day.

"What grudges do we have, you want to ...... This way!" Geng Jian looked at Miao Sha and the young woman Fei Jie, his fear was greater than his anger, and he also sensed that something was wrong.

Miao Sha and Fei Jiebiao were very calm, and most of the time, he just stood there, neither blocking the other teachers' comings and goings, nor yelling.

Only when someone asks, Miao Sha will say what he has prepared.

Geng Jian asked the same, Miao Sha glanced at him, and said: "It's not a grudge, it's just that the old man's death day is coming, I'm not like this, how can I get the money back and buy a vase for him again, our whole family's money is here."

The young woman, Fei Jie, glanced at Geng Jian with some pity and said, "My mother-in-law is crying at home, and we can't help it.

Taking advantage of women, Fei Jie can only talk about "reason" without logic.

Geng Jiancai didn't care about other people's deaths, and hurriedly said: "Didn't we say okay, I'll pay you back if I have money?" We said it yesterday, and this morning, Miao Sha also agreed, but it was only a few hours, and you came back to make trouble, where are people like you!"

"I originally thought that if you have the money, you will definitely return it to us, but I didn't expect that after a day, you would prepare eight cents." Geng Jian couldn't help blushing when Miao Sha said.

Yesterday when he returned to school, Geng Jian was angry and regretful, where to raise funds, in fact, he was thinking that after graduation, in two years, when the family was settled, and then see the opportunity to not pay back the money.

Where did he expect that Miao Sha and Fei Jie would be so "decisive".

Fei Jie glanced at Geng Jian with a pitying expression again, and then said in a weak and calm tone: "62o yuan according to the current interest, how can it be 1oo yuan a year, I didn't say that I want to ask you for interest, but you can't give it to me like this for 8 cents at a time, how long will it take to pay it back, besides, we are still waiting for the money to buy another vase."

"Then you shouldn't be in school." Geng Jian is full of grievances.

Miao Sha said indifferently: "The school has money, otherwise, if you give the money, we will turn around and leave."

"I don't have any money right now......"

"Then it's up to your school." Miao Sha held up the sign quietly.

Geng Jian turned his head back, looked at the guide, and said, "I really don't have the money to pay them back, besides, they touched a vase in their hands and broke it on my body, I really had no choice, so they forced me to write an IOU."

"We have your classmates testify that it was the vase you broke and the fragments of the vase are still there, and the purchase slips are also there." Miao Sha then gave a sentence.

The instructor took a breath and said, "Let's go to Dean Liu's office first."

Geng Jian lowered his head and followed, entered the corridor, and whispered, "Can't you ask the school police to drive people first?"

"What if we come back in the next day? Dean Liu must first understand the situation and solve the problem as much as possible." The instructor repelled Geng Jian with a word.

Although it is a strike hard now, it is not indiscriminately arrested, especially in the territory of Beijing, where those who have a criminal record, those who do not have a job may be unlucky and treated unfairly, but Miao Sha is wearing an old military uniform and a military medal on his chest, and the purpose is to ask for money, so it is inconvenient for the school police to manage.

In fact, now there are more people collecting debts in various places, and state-owned enterprises can sell their goods and cannot get the money back, so that there are not a few people who cannot maintain normal production, and many state-owned enterprises and factories have set up their own debt collection departments, and they go around all year round to collect debts.

Miao Sha and his wife listened to Wang Bi's guidance, learned the advanced experience from Shenzhen, only held up the sign and did not shout, and did not even splash red paint, even if they were caught in the police station, they were not afraid.

The instructor also had no experience in dealing with this kind of thing, so he was even more annoyed and said, "I ask you if the IOU is true or false."

As soon as he finished speaking, the instructor waved his hand again and said, "Okay, don't tell me, the dean will ask in a while, you should make it clear. [,!] The mood was supposed to be good, so I let you ruin it."

The last sentence was precious information, and Geng Jian hurriedly asked, "Why is the dean in a good mood?"

This time, it was the instructor's turn to look at him with pity: "Our department may have presented a good paper, and Dean Liu is happy, and you hit the muzzle."

Geng Jian smirked twice, except for giggling, he didn't know what to do.

The corridor is full of offices on both sides, the door is open, and there are always teachers or office staff who have nothing to do, poking their heads out to look at the sign held by Miao Sha.

Today's buildings are narrow and cramped, office buildings are generally one floor as two floors, two floors as three floors, per capita office area is small, there are many people in the office, the Department of Biology is a medium-sized department, an office to sit more than a dozen people, the door of the basin and towels are placed - a bathroom floor one, usually want to wash your hands, wash your face or something, you have to do it in the office.

In this way, when Miao Sha stood at the top of the stairs holding a sign that read "Geng Jian!

Geng Jian passed through the corridor, only to feel that the sight behind him was hot, and this kind of heat did not turn to the front until he entered Dean Liu's office.

"Dean Liu." The instructor whispered hello.

Geng Jian also shouted: "Dean Liu."

"What's the matter?" Dean Liu didn't raise his head, and his voice couldn't hear joy or anger.

"This is Geng Jian." The instructor really didn't want to be the introducer.

Dean Liu raised his head at this moment, looked at Geng Jian seriously, and after a while, said, "Don't be in a hurry for a while, you wait a minute, I'll deal with other things first."

"Good, good." The instructor nodded again and again, no one wants to be a person who reports bad news, it would be better to have a good news to dilute it first, he smiled and said, "I heard that there is a good paper?"

Dean Liu really smiled at the corner of his mouth, coughed lightly, and his tone became approachable: "It's not just a good paper, it's a "bsp;" The American journal Cell? The instructor was excited all of a sudden, he himself is an undergraduate graduate, after entering Peking University, although he has also done some research within his ability, but the three journals are still like holy books, out of reach.

Dean Liu nodded slightly and said, "It's right to look up."

"Just looked up?"

"People's letters, how can we open them and read them, wait for someone to come, let's read them together." Dean Liu is indeed very happy.

This was in 1984, only a few years before the reform and opening up, and the native scholars of Peking University hardly made a few decent papers, and the most powerful ones returned from overseas.

Of course, even with the addition of scholars who have returned from overseas, there are still very few papers that can be published in Science, Nature and Cell.

Now a "Nature" or "Science" paper belongs to the academician-level configuration, and some old academicians are used to papers in Chinese journals, and it is normal to have no "Nature" or "Science" papers.

But in any case, as the best university in China, Peking University's goal is always to accumulate more and more good papers, and the same Asian universities, such as Nanyang Technological University in Singapore, produce nearly three digits of S-level papers a year, not to mention the University of Tokyo, which is currently the strongest, in both absolute quantity and quality.

Now Peking University is almost hungry for good articles.

A "Cell" is like a box of delicious cakes to Peking University, and a "Cell" is like a car of delicious cakes to the Department of Biology of Peking University, plus 200 bottles of drinks.

Dean Liu smiled like Santa Claus and said, "The envelope sent by "CE11" is very clearly written on the letterhead, it is a confirmation letter sent back to the author, let's wait and see.

The instructor responds to the chorus.

Geng Jian cowered in the corner of the sand, curious, happy, and a little lost.

He got into trouble and was not directly left behind, which is a happy thing, but if he got into trouble, others have a gift bag that fell from the sky, and then, the person who took the gift bag is more important than himself who got into trouble, and it is not surprising to be lost.

"It'll be here in a while, our first top paper of the year." Dean Liu smiled and patted his desk, and a thin international email was placed in the center of his office.

Momentary.

There was a knock on the office door accompanied by a "report" sound.

Dean Liu stood up and said with a smile: "Here, I'm talking about you, ah, the letter sent by "CE11" is waiting for you to open the mystery."

The same paper has different lengths, different positions, different times of the table, and different natural meanings.

Geng Jian, who had been keeping his head down, also looked at the door.

Standing at the door was Yang Rui, a classmate wearing a custom linen shirt, a handmade belt and handmade Italian leather shoes.

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