Song Baojun took the cigarette and took out one and lit it on himself, saying, "What does Director He want to express?"

He Jianmin took a stack of A4 paper from his desk and threw it in front of him: "You debated with Professor Ferdinand of Brington University yesterday. I read it. The views were novel and unique, and the content was detailed and sufficient, but there were still some shortcomings. I changed it for you again and you can take a look."

Song Baojun was quite surprised. Could it be that He Jianmin was really kind? He took a puff of cigarettes and picked up the manuscript paper to browse it quickly.

There are more than 20 pieces of manuscript paper printed out, with several markings inside, all of which are not standardized in oral expressions. For example, a sentence that Song Baojun said: "There are all kinds of horses", which has a little grammatical problem, but it is harmless in oral language. He Jianmin changed "all kinds of things" to "all kinds of things", which made him much more standardized.

The same is true for several other minor problems. The changes are nothing more than the non-standard aspects of Song Baojun’s Chazhou Mandarin, which are almost nitpicking and picking on the bones in the eggs, but there is no change to the most important practical theoretical part.

He Jianmin saw the dissatisfaction in his eyes and said seriously: "Why can you get a thousand miles without taking a small step? Don't think that this is a small matter. Any small problem in academics is a big matter! The Soviet Union's Soyuz-1 spacecraft crashed because of a few decimal points! You are not standard in Mandarin, what will you graduate in the future? What will you take to enter society? What will you serve the people?"

Song Baojun sneered: "Can liberal arts and science be compared?"

"I think you didn't realize your mistake. If you go to a big company in the future and write articles for your leader, and he pronounces the typo in front of everyone during the meeting, do you still think this is a trivial matter?"

"Yes, Director He said it well." Song Baojun said: "But after graduation, I just want to go to the construction site to move bricks, so I can't use it if I write articles."

He Jianmin snorted and said, "You are more motivated! Zang Xinhong, vice president of the School of Foreign Languages, asked me, and was preparing to jointly organize with Professor Ferdinand to summarize yesterday's speech content into a paper, and submit it to the American international language journal "Language and Cultural Knowledge". The title is "The Ratio of Chinese and English".

"Oh?" Song Baojun's mind immediately became much clearer.

He Jianmin said: "I am modifying many of the contents you said, and the final manuscript was also determined by me. It can be said that if you don't have me in this paper, you will definitely not be able to complete it. So the signature column contains my He Jianmin's name, do you have no objection, right?"

Song Baojun turned off the cigarette butt and laughed. His throat seemed to be stuffed with a piece of charcoal, which sounded very harsh: "Director He, are you making an interstellar joke? I want to sign a few places where the oral mistakes in my discussion?"

He Jianmin blushed and said reluctantly: "Student Song Baojun, don't be excited first. Let me tell you a fact. You are a student of the Chinese department and learn the knowledge taught by our Chinese department tutors. This is not wrong! We teach you all, so what's wrong with signing a name?"

Song Baojun raised his chin and looked quite condescending: "How many minutes have you ever been to my class?"

He Jianmin just pretended that he didn't hear it and continued: "What's more, you are still a college student. It is an international practice for the instructor to sign the name in the student paper. How much effort has our teacher put into cultivating you? Of course, it's not easy to write a paper. I can give you an appropriate subsidy, just treat it as the manuscript fee for this paper!"

In a university, an important basis for teachers to evaluate professional titles is the number of papers. The second is to see where the paper is published. It can be said that the impact is low in regional journals and will not be included in the evaluation. If published in national academic monographs, there will be extra points; if published in international level, there will be major points. The American journal "Language and Culture Knowledge" has a significant position in the international linguistics community. Those who can publish papers on it are amazing. Moreover, they have published articles in collaboration with the famous Professor Ferdinand. No one is willing to miss this opportunity.

Song Baojun thought about it and understood the other party’s thoughts: Director He is going to plagiarize my things!

He rubbed the green stubble on his chin, and his eyes were very disdainful: "Director He, I think we have made it clear. Last time I attended the October Gala, I won the special award, and the school gave me a special award of 50,000 yuan, but I only got 10,000 yuan. What's going on?"

He Jianmin's face flashed with a hint of embarrassment, and he quickly calmed down and said, "Oh, this matter, I'm about to tell you. As the department chair, I have the right to care about the physical and mental health of the students in my relationship, guide students to be positive and do what they can. I have always cared about students' life. Not long ago, I discovered that many students are big-handed and do not know how to be frugal, and spend money randomly when they take their family money. By the end of the month, they often have no money to eat, they are so hungry that they are pale and thin, and they even go to the canteen to find leftovers. It has a bad impact on the reputation of the school. I have seen it in my eyes and hearts, and decided to persuade everyone to arrange their living expenses reasonably. You, after graduating from high school, think that they are adults, but in fact they are not independent. They have to ask for money from their families when they eat and buy things."

"Director He means..."

"I think it's inappropriate for you to get a huge sum of 50,000 yuan at once, and it's easy to encourage extravagance and waste." He Jianmin spoke righteously and even waved his hand to strengthen his determination: "I'll help you save the remaining 40,000 yuan for your own good. Otherwise, what should you do if you use it indiscriminately and go astray? Our school leaders also have the responsibility to know?"

Song Baojun sighed and said, "So that's the case. Why didn't Director He say it earlier? I have already reported to Director Yan of the Education Department, and he said he would thoroughly investigate the matter."

He Jianmin suddenly widened his eyes: "Hey! What are you kidding? Why didn't you notify me before reporting to Director Yan?"

"Then you privately occupy my bonus, why don't you notify me in advance?" Song Baojun sneered constantly.

"Why are you a student ignorant? I won't inform you because I'm doing your best! Okay, I'm telling you now, right? The bonus is kept by me." He Jianmin slapped the table and stood up, took out a handkerchief and wiped sweat, and walked around the office.

Song Baojun said: "Do I agree to you keep the bonus for me?"

He Jianmin pointed at him and said, "Okay, okay, sit down and don't move. I'll call Director Yan to explain."

"Oh, by the way, I also told Teacher Jiang Yihui in our class. Director He might as well explain to Teacher Jiang Yihui."

He Jianmin was stunned and released the phone: "How many people did you tell me?"

Song Baojun squinted at the other party, a cold light burst out from his eyes, and he said word by word: "Director He, I just want to tell you that the money is mine and no one can take it away."

He Jianmin covered up a hint of anger on his face and smiled and said, "Haha, of course this money is yours, no one is greedy for your money. I just keep it for a while so that you won't spend it. This also reflects the little care of our school leaders for students. Don't be too careful. This way, since you are in a hurry, I will transfer it to you immediately."

"I would like to thank Director He for his kindness."

He Jianmin printed out a receipt with a dark face and said, "Look at it, there is no problem and I will transfer the money to you. I have to explain something in advance. I can only transfer 20,000 yuan to you first, and the remaining 20,000 yuan will be settled next month."

When Song Baojun saw the words on the receipt, he said, "I have received a bonus of 40,000 yuan from the special program of the October Gala, and he frowned and said, "Director He, one is one, two is two. Write as much as you give, don't play with this kind of flower head."

He Jianmin has never seen such a difficult student in his life. He almost wanted to smash the computer on the spot and said coldly: "Do you think I would be greedy for you tens of thousands of yuan? He Jianmin, I, have been engaged in education for decades and have worked diligently. I dare not say that the silkworms will not be able to die until the silkworms die, but there are still tears that can only dry out after the candles turn into ashes! As for it? Is there no trust between us teachers and students?"

"It is better to write clearly in black and white." Song Baojun was still unmoved.

So He Jianmin was so dark that he printed a new receipt while cursing: "The young people nowadays really don't know what respect for teachers. If you have a little money, you don't know who your surname is! What's the use of playing a broken piano? Isn't it trained by the school?"

Song Baojun reported to the bank account and He Jianmin transferred 20,000 yuan, and agreed to make up for the remaining 20,000 yuan next month, and said seriously: "That paper..."

Song Baojun put away his bank card and turned around and left, saying without looking back: "Let's study and study again."

"You! Hey, hey, what's your attitude!"

...

Back in the dormitory, Tan Qingkai was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, with a smile on his lips, and he didn't touch his beloved online game "World of the Devil" anymore.

"Silly Kai, who else are you talking to about Fat Letter? You smile so slutty."

Tan Qingkai was so excited that he hurriedly covered his phone, not wanting Brother Jun to see the content inside, and smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'll just chat."

Guo Jun happened to go to the next dormitory to play mahjong today, and sat at the table to soak instant noodles. He immediately exposed the report: "Brother Jun, this kid is picking up girls! Yesterday you were speaking on stage, and he was flirting with the audience and wanted to destroy the reputation of our class!"

"Oh? How do you say this?" Song Baojun responded and went into the bathroom to wash his face.

Tan Qingkai hurriedly said, "Brother Jun, don't listen to him nonsense. Just because I look like this, can I still pick up girls?"

When Guo Jun heard this, he was furious and said angrily: "Silly Kai, don't tell me that you didn't have any contact with Qianqian from the Foreign Languages ​​Academy! You have a fucking Lin Mengxian and want to continue to pick up a second girl. She is obviously not as handsome as me and wants to take two boats with one foot. Do you still ask me to wait for the lonely people to live??"

Song Baojun poked half of his head out of the bathroom and asked, "Oh, what's going on? Where did Qianqian come from?" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!