Yu Xiaochun saw that her persuasion worked and was very happy, rushing back to report gossip to Qin Wenrou.
Ao Xinghao snorted, "Think it through, once you make your move there’s no going back, a bet’s a bet, don’t complain later."
You guys have no brains; anyone who looks down on is a fool!
Everyone nodded eagerly, "We’ve thought it through, we’ve thought it through."
Soone couldn’t resist placing another bet, of course, all betting that Lan Qingxin would fail.
Ao Xinghao registered and collected the money one by one, showing them no kindness.
Office building.
Professor’s office.
Gou Dachun comforted Huo Zhen, had so lunch, and returned to his office early to grade the senior students’ exam papers.
While grading, a notification popped up on his computer: "You have new mail, please check."
Gou Dachun suspiciously opened his email.
He didn’t seem to have anything lately that required an email response.
Could it be spam?
He clicked it open.
He sat there stunned for a full ten seconds.
Then, he sprang from his seat, waving his arms, and excitedly announced to all his colleagues, "A big shot has revised my paper, ah ah ah ah, a big shot finally noticed !"
His colleagues looked at him as if he were crazy, "Co on, Teacher Gou, which big shot are you talking about? Could it be Ao ng who’s helped you revise?"
Ao ng looked up and spat, "With his lousy research level, revising his paper would drive nuts."
This ti, Gou Dachun wasn’t at all angry at Ao ng’s taunt.
Instead, he smiled and continued, "Wanna know which big shot revised my paper? Buy lunch, and I’ll tell you!"
The professors: "..."
They all bowed their heads, busy with their own end-of-term grading work, ignoring him.
Gou Dachun swallowed his saliva in frustration, "Fine, fine, I’ll tell you, okay?"
He cleared his throat, "It’s Queen!"
Queen?
Empress?
The bigwig who recently published a groundbreaking paper that shocked the international dical field and is a hopeful contender for the next Nobel Prize in dicine?
The professors all looked up in unison, "Say that again?"
Even Ao ng couldn’t believe it, "Are you crazy, Gou Dachun? Making jokes about Queen?"
Gou Dachun pitifully turned his computer screen towards everyone, "Look, although my academic level is a bit low, my lectures are a bit dull, and I’m not that popular with students, I never joke about academic matters, okay? This email is really a response from the Empress. I previously sent an email to the Red Society asking her to look at my paper, but it was like it sank into the sea, and I didn’t expect the Empress to suddenly be in such a good mood today to make a few revisions for ..."
The crowd was curious and gathered around, indeed, Gou Dachun’s ssy academic paper had several directions for revisions and data problems pointed out by the bigwig, making it imdiately different.
Everyone there were professionals, imdiately seeing that if revised seriously according to the bigwig’s ideas, Gou Dachun’s paper could definitely be published in a prestigious academic journal.
"Whoa..."
Everyone exclaid endlessly, "Gou Dachun, getting these few pointers from Queen is equivalent to earning a few million effortlessly..."
Even the usually aloof Ao ng couldn’t help but pout, "Hey, Mr. Gou, how about we go eat at the faculty cafeteria tonight. Tell how you emailed the Red Society, you’re quite sothing."
Gou Dachun was so thrilled he almost went mad with joy.
Isn’t that right?
It’s because he has good character.
Oh no, wait, in his previous email, he lied a little to Queen, saying he was so poor he could hardly afford to eat and was a poor village teacher. Shouldn’t he send an email to confess and apologize?
He must repent!
From now on, he wants to be an honest person who never lies, worthy of the guidance given by the bigwig.
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