I sent an exciting message to the project group in the afternoon, and I clearly asked the veteran members of the research team to see the reply. However, I waited all afternoon and even went to have dinner in the middle. In the evening, there was still no reply.

Xue Song and Qiao Xi didn't even give a reply. This was because they didn't take him seriously as the leader of the research team.

Although he has little money, scientific research cannot be measured in money!

This is a project that all the big names in the Fields Medal want to join.

Qiao Yu felt that this trend was not right. Just when he was thinking about how to let everyone know that he was angry, and quickly realized that he had made a mistake, there was finally news on WeChat.

Sent by Senior Brother Chen.

"Junior brother, the work content of the past two days has been sent to you by email."

"How can I just post it? I made a request in the group this afternoon! Senior Brother Chen, are you slacking off?"

"Hey, don't mention it. I saw the message in that group during the teaching meeting in the afternoon, and I was just about to reply when I was scolded by the vice-dean."

"No? You were scolded during the meeting? No way, right? Senior Brother Chen, you are so shameless? Don't say it just because you looked at your phone."

Qiao Yu couldn't care less about being angry and asked curiously.

After all, Chen Zhuoyang is no longer a student, but a college teacher.

In his impression, Principal Zhang from his middle school was always kind and cheerful every time he talked to nice people.

A dean of a second-level college refused to give face to his senior brother during a meeting. He couldn't imagine the scene.

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"Hey, don't mention it. In fact, it's not all because of looking at the phone."

As soon as Chen Zhuoyang finished sending this message, his cell phone rang.

Qiao Yu, who was opposite, directly sent a WeChat video.

Then he clicked to connect, and as soon as he saw Qiao Yu's face full of curiosity, the voice came over.

"Senior Brother Chen, tell me, what's going on? Why would a good dean want to discipline you? It also makes my ordinary day happy."

Chen Zhuoyang smiled bitterly...

Fortunately, he had long been accustomed to Qiao Yu's way of speaking, so he simply relayed the news Zhou Yang told him.

"...That's probably it. Maybe Dean Zhang felt that the instructor was getting in the way?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Is there such a thing? No, Senior Brother Chen, you can't be too soft! If you are bullied, it means that our teacher is being bullied, and if our teacher is bullied, it means that I am being bullied!

Let me tell you, next time he talks about you, just ask him directly which paper his student has published in the top journals and let him know. By the way, ask him as a teacher what papers he has published in the top journals before. Who are you to say that to you?"

After hearing what Qiao Yu said, Chen Zhuoyang said helplessly: "No, there's no point in asking. I haven't published any papers in top journals! Junior brother."

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying? Senior Brother Chen! Um... did you put water next to you?"

"Huh?" Chen Zhuoyang glanced at the water glass on the table next to him and nodded subconsciously.

"Pick it up and take a sip, hurry up."

Chen Zhuoyang picked up the water glass without knowing why and took a sip.

"How is it simple? What I want to tell you is that publishing the top journal in my research group is as easy as drinking water. Even the four top journals are nothing! But I have a request."

Chen Zhuoyang took a deep breath and asked piously: "Junior brother, what are your requirements, just tell me directly."

"It's also very simple. Next time I tell you in the group that when I receive a reply, you must reply quickly. Set a good example for the other two team members. Is that okay?"

"This is absolutely no problem!"

There were no question marks this time, and Chen Zhuoyang answered sonorously and effectively.
Chapter completed!