Li Xin used all his skills to explain the deviation of the number jù as a real yàn phenomenon in the letter.

Father Li watched behind him and said, "One more sentence, just say that the letter is not clear, and I hope to talk in detail in person." Send the letter tomorrow, and you can go to Wuhan with Xiao Deng. ”

The journal "Organic Chemistry Bulletin" is located in Wuhan.

Li Xin looked tired and said, "Explain in person, isn't it even more difficult to explain?"

"Let Xiao Deng bring 2,000 yuan, and if you can't explain it clearly, I can't help it. Father Li then said: "Control the impact to the minimum, if you really can't drag it out, you can drag it for as long as you can, and then slowly figure out a way in the future." ”

Li Xin was not satisfied with this result, and said mournfully: "Can't you find two friends and say hello?"

"Your father, I am the director, not the prime minister, who am I going to say hello to, besides, I am really embarrassed to open my mouth for what you did. "Father Li has actually found someone, but like he said, this kind of thing is really difficult to find someone to solve. Because Wei Zhenxue's paper has been published in foreign journals, the journal has also notified East China Institute of Textile Technology. If these two suppress and do nothing, it will be equivalent to planting a time bomb for themselves, in the final analysis, the news has already spread, and it is too late to suppress it.

Li Xin's face flushed when his father said: "I was in a hurry to graduate, but I did it for three months, and I couldn't do anything, so I guessed a few numbers as soon as my head was clouded, and everyone else did the same......"

"Others don't get caught, you do, that's the biggest difference. Father Li tasted it lightly and continued: "Don't think that you can pass the test easily, you go this time, you have to find a way to make the periodical agency handle it a little easier, as long as you don't publish the journal, you can say that you go to Wuhan, and then go to Shanghai, and find the school to explain." ”

"Got it. "Li Xin is weak.

Father Li sighed and said, "I'll find someone to accompany you to Shanghai when the time comes." You don't have to worry too much. ”

Li Xin was a little relaxed at this time, and asked again: "You are the person who posted the article, have you found out? Is someone behind my back?"

"I used to be a media science institute, but now I am doing research in a Hong Kong company, a native of Hedong, and I have nothing to do with you. "Father Li also got public information.

As soon as he heard the word Hedong, Li Xin, who was already suspicious, stared at him and asked, "Where are you from Hedong?"

"The city of the south or something. ”

"Nanhu City?"

"Seems to be, you know?" Father Li frowned.

Li Xin nodded slightly and said, "The last time I went to Vice President Jing's house to see her daughter, there was a guest in their family who was from Nanhu City, Hedong Province, a student from Peking University, and I had met a few times. ”

"Have you offended someone?" said Father Li, who heard the subtext.

"I wanted to teach him a lesson, but it turned out that people knew the people of the Department of Higher Education. Li Xin no longer concealed it, first told Meng Liang's situation, and then said: "I think he must have bought this Wei Zhenxue and rectified me." I can't spare him. ”

Father Li touched his chin, but he fell into deep thought.

"Dad, it must be him, he didn't run. Li Xin thinks that he has found the crux of the problem and wants his father to prescribe the right medicine.

Father Li thought for a long time, shook his head and said, "Even if someone else fixes you, what can you do with this method?"

Li Xin was stunned: "He's framed." ”

"What are you framing for? Did someone frame you for falsifying your paper?" Father Li is actually angry, and the road he designed for his son is likely to be cut off like this.

Li Xin was out of options: "Then I'll go to Wuhan?"

"Hurry up and talk to others, your father's relationship is not needed, you can rely on yourself. Father Li put his hands behind his back and went back to the bedroom.

Li Xin hesitated for a moment, casually stuffed a few clothes into his bag, and went downstairs.

Father Li stood behind the screen window, watched his son's back disappear, and lit a cigarette.

He actually wanted to help, but like he said, there were very few facts he could do about it.

The so-called not knowing the size of the official until he goes to Beijing, the director is actually a big official in Beijing, but if compared with the local officials at the same level, the cadres at the department and bureau level are indeed weak.

After all, a provincial department-level cadre, especially a department-level cadre with real power, can be written down on a single page, and there are often as many as thousands of people and things under management, but correspondingly, a department-level cadre of a ministry can usually only manage one office, with fewer contacts, fewer rights in hand, fewer resources for exchange, and fewer relationships that can be used.

Of course, the most important thing is that Father Li has little to do with the academic world.

He knew a few professors, and he also read Li Xin's paper through the relationship, but the conclusion of the fraud could not be overturned.

Academics are very stubborn things, especially science and engineering papers, if they are faked, they are fake, and they cannot be overturned with just a few words, but to explore them with long speeches, which is naturally not helpful to Li Xin.

In the final analysis, Father Li is also helpless about this.

"It's really not good, talk to Jing Cuncheng?" As soon as Father Li's thought started, he extinguished it by himself. On the other hand, fraud is already an iron case, and now it is time to consider the aftermath, at this time, Jing Cuncheng can't help.

……

Wei Zhenxue's paper was published very smoothly, and Wei Zhenxue was overjoyed and full of enthusiasm in the real room.

Yang Rui also received a letter from the publication of a small revision of the paper, which Mao Qiming helped him preach all over the school, although he had not seen the journal and the single book this time, but more people knew about it.

In other words, this is the story of the nine loaves of bread, the first eight loaves are used to pad the stomach, and only when you eat the ninth loaf will you feel full.

And the style of the 203 bedroom seems to have improved all of a sudden.

"What about Yang Rui? I have some questions I want to discuss with him. The boy in the plaid shirt knocked on the door and said something similar to the people in front of him.

Dong Zhicheng, who was lying in bed reading every day, also changed from curiosity to boredom at the beginning: "I'm not here, I'm out." ”

"When will you be back?"

"I can't tell. ”

"Come back in the evening. ”

"It should be, maybe it's possible to sleep in the real yàn room. ”

"Then I'll come back in the evening. ”

"Not necessarily coming back. ”

"It's okay, it doesn't take time to come and see. By the way, I'll leave my question behind, and he can take a look at it when he comes, so that we can talk in the evening. The boy in the plaid shirt said and left a homework book.

Dong Zhicheng glanced at it and shouted helplessly: "Old Mao, Mao Qiming, what about people." ”

Mao Qiming ran in from the dormitory next door and said loudly, "What's wrong?

"Another one came to discuss the problem with Yang Rui, and left a notebook, you can put it away for Yang Rui. After Dong Zhicheng finished speaking, he drilled his head back and picked up most of the famous books, this time, he also read the original book, although he still needed a larger dictionary around him.

Mao Qiming picked up the homework book left by the lattice boy, flipped through it, and threw it on Yang Rui's desk, saying, "The third one, it feels like a dormitory in the Chinese department." ”

"What happened to the dormitory of the Chinese department?" Hou Bing turned over and looked down sleepily.

"The dormitory of the Chinese department is talking about literature and poetry every day, and the books are exchanged for each other, alas, why are you still sleeping?"

"Think, think. Hou Bing rolled up the quilt and said, "Mathematics is thinking, and it doesn't matter where you are." ”

After a while, a soft snoring came from under the covers.

In the evening, Yang Rui returned to dormitory 203, and there were nearly ten people crammed into the room.

"Yang Rui, I read your paper, and I just happened to have an idea. The people in the dormitory were chatting happily, and when they saw Yang Rui, several of them stood up.

Yang Rui opened his mouth and obediently entered the door and asked, "What do you think?"

A small science salon was forced to begin......

In the next two days, there were more people attending, which was also the traditional life of the 80s, everyone gathered for some reason, chatting, bragging, most of the reasons were literary, and occasionally encountering science gatherings, but it was more concentrated.

Fortunately, such a salon does not need Yang Rui to organize, let alone manage it, except for the topic surrounding him in the first two days, everyone quickly gave birth to more things, just using the 203 dormitory as a base.

Not only students from our school participate in such salons, but students from other schools or members of society can also come to the dormitory to chat, anyway, the dormitory area is not closed or the power is not stopped, as long as someone takes them in, you can talk about it as late as you want.

Yang Rui quickly adapted to this atmosphere, sometimes he chatted late, or went to bed during the discussion, or simply went to sleep in other dormitories, now people are not so particular, and it is normal to change dormitories or beds indiscriminately.

Of course, there are often surprises in doing so.

For example, a person who is drunk in front of his dormitory, who has gray hair and has been drunk all night, may not find himself.

Li Xin, who had just returned from Shanghai, found the 203 dormitory and drank for half the night, but he didn't see Yang Rui at all.

When he woke up the next day and saw Yang Rui coming back from outside, Li Xin suddenly felt crazy.

"Where are you going if you're not in the dormitory?" Li Xin's first question digressed.

……