Sun Zhuo, who became famous at a young age, is naturally unconvinced: "Fairness means that everyone is on the same starting line, with the same initial conditions, and then rewards are given based on their performance. Is there any other explanation?"
Li Donglai looked at his unconvinced look and smiled, this little guy is really young and energetic.
He reached out to rub his hair and explained with a smile: "Nan Risong is from the grassland. He grew up on horseback since he was a child. He even learned Chinese when he was more than ten years old. Moreover, the educational conditions in the grassland are backward.
There are also very few qualified teachers. In addition to studying every day, he also needs to graze and help his father treat patients.
And you grew up in the capital, living a carefree life. The only thing you did was study, and you had specialized teachers to help you.
In this case, is it fair for you to ask Nan Risong to take the test like you?"
"This..." Sun Zhuo had nothing to say for a moment, but the young man's character still made him unable to help but feel dissatisfied: "Then he doesn't have to go to Beijing University to study. He can give this opportunity to others."
Li Donglai said with a smile: "Nan Risong's admission to Beijing University is a decision made after comprehensive consideration by the above. There is no doubt that it will play a huge role in promoting the development of medical services on the grassland."
Sun Zhuo nodded silently. He was a genius, but he was not ignorant of the world.
We also know that Nanrisong does not represent a person, but the herdsmen of the grassland.
After graduating from Beijing University, he returned to the grasslands and the contributions he was able to make were unmatched by ordinary people.
After thinking about it, Sun Zhuo lowered his head, but was unwilling to admit his mistake.
On the other hand, Nan Risong was open-minded and came over and said with a smile: "Brother Donglai, classmate Sun Zhuo is actually right. My grades are so bad, it really embarrasses our class."
As he said that, he looked at Sun Zhuo expectantly: "Classmate Sun Zhuo, you are the best in math in our class. Can you teach me math in the future? I am stupid. If I can't learn, you can beat me."
I."
Seeing Nan Risong's attitude, Sun Zhuo became even more embarrassed. His fingers were tangled together like a little girl, "It was my fault just now. I shouldn't have treated you with that attitude. It's up to me to teach you.
Let me tell you, I have a clever way to learn..."
Seeing that the two people who were originally at war with each other reconciled under Li Donglai's advice, Chen Shu, who had been watching silently from the side, gave him a thumbs up. He is indeed the second squad leader, a man that I, Chen Shu, admire.
After some quarrel, Sun Zhuo, Nan Risong and Chen Shu all forgot about the question just now, and took Li Donglai to eat together in the cafeteria.
Li Donglai frowned.
Because that question was a 'wrong right question', and he gave a 'right wrong answer'.
Forget it, a multiple-choice question is worth two points. If you don’t delay your total score, you will still be the first in the class.
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School of Medicine, Office of Mrs. Du.
Assistant teacher Ma Zonglan stood aside and watched Master Du sullenly correcting the test paper with a red pen, and he was full of curses in his heart.
Most professors would leave the easy task of grading test papers to teaching assistants, but Mrs. Du did it herself every time.
Seeing Master Du's face getting darker and darker, Ma Zonglan's heart skipped a beat.
It is estimated that the results of this exam are not ideal, and I don’t know how many students will suffer.
As a medical student, Ma Zonglan was often tortured by Mrs. Du when he was studying, and he sympathized with the students' plight.
She turned around and looked at it, poured a cup of tea, put in Mrs. Du's favorite tea leaves, and brought it over.
"Teacher, take a rest and drink some tea."
Mrs. Du, however, acted as if she hadn't heard anything. She took out a paper from the test paper and said angrily: "You can get such a simple question wrong. I think classmate Li Donglai has been slacking off recently!"
Li Donglai was very familiar with the name Ma Zonglan.
Mrs. Du often mentioned him and said that he was the best student in the pharmacy major.
He actually got a simple question wrong. No wonder Mrs. Du was so angry.
"It's just that I made a mistake on one question. Students can be sloppy sometimes." She defended Li Donglai in a low voice.
Mrs. Du raised her head and stared at her: "This is not a problem with the question, but a problem with the attitude. How can we do scientific research with such an attitude? I originally thought about letting him join the project team next semester, but now it seems that it is not necessary.
Already."
Ma Zonglan felt sorry for Li Donglai in his heart. The project team Du Shitai mentioned was undertaking a key project of the ministry, with the purpose of developing a new drug to treat dysentery. Once successful, the project team would definitely receive praise from above, and the members would also become famous.
Becoming an academic master is just around the corner.
Most of the members of the project team are well-known professors from Beijing Medical College, and there are only a few places allocated to students. Every student who can enter the project team is proud of this.
Although Li Donglai has published two internationally influential papers, he has not made any special contributions in the pharmaceutical field. Du Shitai was able to think of letting him join the project team because of his outstanding achievements.
What a pity!
"Don't be angry, teacher. Young people will inevitably make mistakes. I will hand out the test papers for you and let the students review them carefully."
Ma Zonglan smiled, reached for the test paper, and pulled it twice, but it didn't move.
I saw Mrs. Du staring at the wrong question with a red "X" on it, her brows knitted into knots.
"What's wrong, teacher?" Ma Zonglan asked in a low voice.
"It doesn't seem right." Mrs. Du replied in a daze.
"It's not right in the first place, that's why you drew an X on him." Ma Zonglan didn't understand why.
"No, the standard answer to this question may be wrong." Mrs. Du put the test paper on the table, turned around and rummaged through it from the cabinet at the back.
Her actions devastated Ma Zonglan.
Mrs. Du personally ordered the question and the answer was calculated by Mrs. Du herself. How could it be wrong?
"Okay, I found it!" Mrs. Du dug out the latest laboratory data from the cabinet and turned to the corresponding page according to the catalog.
When she saw the chart above, she sat blankly in her chair, looking surprised.
"Professor Liu's laboratory has just discovered that this drug is not a constant-ratio elimination. It has not yet been announced to the public. How could Li Donglai know? Did Lao Liu tell him?"
Mrs. Du shook the phone and connected to Professor Liu's office.
"Hey, Lao Liu, I'm Lao Du."
"Hey, Master Jue, what's the matter with you?"
"I have a drug digestion kinetics data chart measured by your laboratory."
"How about it! This discovery by my old Liu must be big enough. Once published in a journal, it will definitely cause a sensation."
The arrogance on the other side made Mrs. Du couldn't help but pinch her eyebrows. This old Liu was indeed a good expert in scientific research, but his personality was too domineering.
She pursed her lips: "What I want to ask you is, has your data chart been leaked?"
"Leaked? Impossible. Apart from giving you a copy, only a few core team members know about it." Professor Liu on the other side of the phone vowed, "What do you mean by asking this? Could something have happened?"
Mrs. Du nodded: "Something happened, something big happened!"
