Zhou Mo: You weren’t infected by me, were you?

Han Chen: No.

Then he sent another sentence: I have surgery in the morning and will have a rest at noon.

Han Chen actually kept his word and began to take the initiative to explain his itinerary, which started to change.

Zhou Mo smiled lightly.

She said: Okay, I'll see you again at noon.

"Senior sister, what's wrong? Are you smiling so happily?" Zhao Xiaoshuang couldn't help but wonder when she saw Zhou Mo holding her cell phone and giggling.

Zhou Mo suddenly had a cold face, "Have you finished what Director Shen told you?"

Zhao Xiaoshuang: "..." She buried her head in her work obediently and didn't ask any more questions.

These days are the re-examination time for this year's doctoral admissions. As a member of the re-entry review panel, Shen Qingyi participated in the doctoral re-examination organized by the college.

This year, a person originally applied for Shen Qingyi's Ph.D. program and passed the preliminary examination. However, when he was notified to participate in the duplex examination, he sent an email to tell Shen Qingyi that he had also passed the interview at a medical school in the imperial capital and that they did not need to take the preliminary examination. I applied directly for the assessment and then had an interview, and he passed the interview.

Shen Qingyi suppressed his temper, read the email, and forwarded it to Zhou Mo, asking Zhou Mo to write a blessing on his behalf.

Tutors are human beings too. How can they not be angry when they are overshadowed by their students? But when you are angry, you still have to respond gracefully with a few words of "blessing for the future and good luck to you".

Shen Qingyi felt angry and couldn't speak out, so he could only ask Zhou Mo to write a few sentences for him.

Zhou Mo also felt that it was a pity that the atmosphere in Shen Qingyi's group was not very good. Looking across the country, such mentors were rare.

Most of today's tutors have deteriorated. News of students jumping off buildings abound. You can probably estimate what the atmosphere is like in the current academic circle.

The mentor is no longer a mentor, but a boss.

Students are no longer students, but cheap labor.

The tutor is engaged in side business outside, opens a company and engages in py transactions with others, and leaves all the personal work, company affairs, and daily chores to the student. Anyway, whether the student can graduate or not depends entirely on the tutor's words. The power of life and death is in the hands of the tutor, and the student cannot It's never okay to listen.

As a result, oppression and PUA abound, and students are not allowed to graduate, because once the students graduate and leave, there will be no one to do the teacher's job.

Students do these jobs without labor contracts and without being paid. What a perfect "slave" they are.

The junior sister with tetralogy of Fallot whom Zhou Mo helped before was...

Her tutor, Gan Liyan, is a well-known PUA tutor in the college. He lets the school girl do private work and is always arrogant, squeezing, suppressing, and sarcastic.

The school girl originally had tetralogy of Fallot, but when Gan Liyan made such a fuss, the school girl got sick and almost died.

Why is it that the student is so ignored by PUA College, but as long as human life is involved, the college becomes intimidated, and the school leaders rush to express condolences one by one, saying that they will help her solve her difficulties.

In fact, she was afraid that if she spoke out, the college would lose its reputation and the leaders above would lose face.

Gan Liyan was also aware of the seriousness of the problem, and was probably interviewed by the college. When she graduated, she quickly signed the thesis and review comments of the junior girl, without daring to get stuck at all.

"Senior sister, look at the large group of master's degree students in our college, there are activities." Zhao Xiaoshuang reminded.

Zhou Mo logged on to WeChat and took a quick look. It was a table tennis and badminton competition organized by the graduate student association of the college.

"Not interested."

"The first prize has a bonus of 1,000 yuan."

"That's not interesting either."

Zhao Xiaoshuang saw that Zhou Mo was not in high spirits and asked, "Is it because of those people in the West Tower?"

The West Building is where Zhou Mo studied for graduate school. At that time, Zhou Mo was working as an assistant in the graduate office and was responsible for statistics and awards evaluation. He had trouble with some people in the West Building.

This table tennis and badminton competition was organized by the Graduate Student Association, and many of the graduate students were from the West Building.

The so-called graduate student union, like the undergraduate student union, is a student organization that "solves problems" for teachers but "opposes" students.

"Senior sister, is it because of Senior Sister Cheng Yuan that you had a bad time with those people in the West Building?"

"Hmm." Zhou Mo asked, "You are well-informed."

When she helped Cheng Yuan, Zhao Xiaoshuang had not yet entered school.

"I heard from Senior Brother Suo that this matter was quite a big fuss at the time," Zhao Xiaoshuang asked, "I was chatting with my classmates a few days ago and heard that Senior Sister Cheng Yuan went to a biomedical company called Onepaper after graduation. She seemed to have resigned recently.

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"She resigned?" Zhou Mo was surprised, "Is it because of health or?"

Zhao Xiaoshuang: "I'm not sure. Is her illness serious?"

"Well," Zhou Mo said, "I heard from her that she had surgery when she was a child, but the optimal age for surgery for tetralogy of Fallot was around one year old. She had it only when she was nine, and it was a palliative surgery. It didn't seem to be very successful.

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"Everything in the world is unpredictable," Zhao Xiaoshuang sighed, "Senior Sister Cheng Yuan, I heard that she is very good."

"Yes, she has won first-class scholarships every year, and her experimental skills are particularly solid. She is one of the rare people who can pass both statistical and experimental abilities."

Majors like these are basically either statistics or experiments, but rarely both.

Zhou Mo himself is purely engaged in statistics, focusing mainly on data processing and rarely involves experiments.

"I guess those people in the west building are suffering from pinkeye." Zhao Xiaoshuang said.

"The whole atmosphere of the West Tower is like that," said Zhou Mo, who stayed there for three years.

From teachers to students, they are all sufferers of "pink eye". The tutors in the same teaching and research section, who are in the next office, can break up and break up.

He also brought his students with him to exclude each other.

The teachers formed cliques and the students followed suit. Zhou Mo didn't like the atmosphere there very much.

Zhou Mo's previous tutor was a senior figure in the school, and her status was there. Professors younger than her did not dare to make mistakes, so Zhou Mo was doing well.

For someone like Cheng Yuan, meeting a tutor with average abilities, bad character, and extremely bad character is basically equivalent to going to hell.

In the group, I was suppressed by the teacher, and outside the group, I was ostracized by other teachers’ classmates.

It’s sad to think about this day.

Zhou Mo was just glad that he was lucky. He changed places when he was studying for his Ph.D., so he didn't have to face the mess in the West Building.

Zhao Xiaoshuang: "Senior sister, if I were you, I would participate in this competition. You are so good at table tennis. If you come back first, you will piss them off."

Zhou Mo: "How can I get first place? They are the organizers of the event, which means they are the judges. If I participate, I won't piss them off, I will only piss myself off."

Zhao Xiaoshuang: "No one cares about these people?"

Zhou Mo smiled and said nothing.

The dean is from the teaching and research office in the west building. How should we manage him?

Zhou Mo didn't answer and asked instead: "Xiao Zhao, do you think Director Shen wants to go to the First Hospital of Dongda University just because of the good treatment there?"

Zhao Xiaoshuang was stunned for a moment and seemed to understand something.
Chapter completed!