Chapter 331 "How many divisions does the Pope have?"

Chapter 331 "How many divisions does the Pope have?" (22)

Dean Song of the School of Physics at Peking University looked at the announcement from the Science Foundation and for a moment he felt like the sky was about to fall.

In fact, the School of Physics of Peking University has not yet reconciled with Chen Xiaoxin. Although there was no conflict between the two parties after the Yang Bo incident, Chen Xiaoxin has never been invited to participate in academic conferences led by the School of Physics of Peking University. Even in the field in which he is good at, Chen Xiaoxin's name is not on the list.

I thought the relationship between the two parties would continue like this, but I never expected that he would directly become the leader of the academic team of the theoretical physics special project, specifically responsible for reviewing and signing the academic content of the project.

What's even more terrible is.
Half of the professors in the expert group are from Peking University’s School of Physics, which means that Chen Xiaoxin is the indirect leader of Peking University’s School of Physics.

"How could this be?"

Dean Song had a terrible headache. Looking at the announcement on the screen, he felt a chill in his heart and a little panic and uneasiness. As far as the field of physics is concerned, Peking University's School of Physics has the highest comprehensive score in the country, especially in the fields of particle physics, condensed matter physics, and nuclear physics, where it ranks first in the country.

As for other fields, it has also reached the first place in the country in many aspects. Even if it did not get the first place, it is still in the first echelon in the country. In short, the School of Physics of Peking University is extremely strong.

Precisely because of this strength, the approval of its funds is very simple. As long as the academicians of Peking University are there to approve the projects, they will basically be approved. But now, this glorious era is over, and Chen Xiaoxin has become the person in charge of approving the projects. It is inevitable that the conflicts between him and Peking University will be blocked by him.

另外
That's theoretical physics.

Although theoretical physics is now in a very embarrassing situation and seems to be stagnant, there are actually still many contents that can be studied, such as the fields of particle physics and field theory. Its research scope has two aspects, namely the structure of elementary particles and the form of high-energy interactions, and basic physics theories such as quantum field theory.

Another example is nuclear physics, which studies the structure, properties and interactions of atomic nuclei, radioactivity and its applications, as well as statistics and condensed matter physics. This is a large branch field that includes so many things, such as solid state physics, low-temperature quantum systems, nanostructures, soft matter physics, etc.

You can say that.
Chen Xiaoxin has mastered the lifeline of domestic physics research! He has mastered the lifeline of physics development in top universities! He can give money to any project he thinks is good, and if he thinks any project is not good, then the project will be cut.

bang bang bang-

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, breaking the depressing atmosphere in the office.

The energetic old man walked in. When he saw Dean Song, he said urgently, "Xiao Song! What should we do? Given the relationship between Peking University and Chen Xiaoxin, how can we apply for funding in the future? I'm afraid he will reject all of them."

"I think"

"That's not the case."

Dean Song replied thoughtfully, "It's just that the approval process has become more difficult, and new requirements have been put forward for the research content of the project."

The old man sighed, his brows full of melancholy and helplessness, and said bitterly: "This is simply too sudden, even inexplicable. He is so young, how can he take on such an important responsibility? I think it's a bit ridiculous."

Nonsense?

You only see his age, but not his achievements and status!

Dean Song knew that some old academicians of Peking University were actually a little dissatisfied with Chen Xiaoxin. It all came down to the idea of ​​seniority. Even though Chen Xiaoxin had achieved world-class achievements in the academic field, he was still a so-called junior.
"Mr. Jiang."

"In fact, except for his young age, Chen Xiaoxin is qualified for that position." Dean Song said, "He has a very high status in the international academic community, especially in the fields of mathematics and physics, and all his research results were completed independently."

Academics are in the shape of a pyramid. Those who stand at the top need to oppress those below. This also means that the achievements of one person are often accompanied by the sacrifices of countless people. As the saying goes, one general's success is built on the sacrifices of countless people. Those who can stand at the top must have corpses everywhere under their feet.

But Chen Xiaoxin is like an outlier, who suddenly fell to the top of the pyramid. He is not like those professors or academicians. He has no scientific contribution but is a correspondent, parachuted in as the first author, put his name on the application of others' books, let his subordinates do his own projects, and let others help supervise graduate students.
Chen Xiaoxin has never eaten anyone. He has climbed to the top of the pyramid on his own, and on a global scale.

Mr. Jiang smiled awkwardly and then said, "Xiao Song, I am actually most worried that he will use two sets of standards, one for other universities and another for us. You'd better communicate with the higher-ups and ask for someone else to review it, or... several of us academicians can write a joint letter together."

"No, no, no."

Dean Song shook his head repeatedly and said seriously: "I think there is something complicated behind this matter. It is probably the intention of the higher-ups. My idea is to wait and see what Chen Xiaoxin's review criteria are, and then make plans."

finally.
This is all Mr. Jiang can do.

When he left, Dean Song's face was full of melancholy. In fact, he guessed the reason. He wanted to use Chen Xiaoxin to rectify the chaos in funding applications because Chen Xiaoxin was really suitable. First of all, his academic ability was top-notch, not only in the country, but in the world. Secondly, he was young enough to be more creative in facing things.

The key point is that his identity means he is not afraid of being suppressed by the academic clique. His background is so powerful, so powerful that it is outrageous.

"Ugh"

“Finally he took action!”

Although I knew this day would come sooner or later, I didn't expect it to come so suddenly.

Dean Song silently took out his cell phone, found Chen Xiaoxin's private number in the address book, and hesitated whether to call him to reach a settlement with Chen Xiaoxin.

at last.
He still didn't make the call.

VIP waiting area.

Chen Xiaoxin sat alone in the corner, flipping through the popular science magazine in his hand, but his mind was thinking about other things.

Ever since the Science Foundation issued the announcement, he has received many calls. He didn't know how these people knew his number, but they had only one purpose. That was to get close to him. However, Chen Xiaoxin did learn something from it. Some academicians and old professors had joined forces to reject the appointment.

I can understand their difficulties. After all, if we use a completely new standard to judge the quality of a project, then almost none of the projects led by these academicians and senior professors will be able to pass the review.

In the past, Chen Xiaoxin thought that the academic level of those old professors should be particularly high, and their academic qualities should be particularly good. It was not until he became a professor at Fudan University and came into contact with those so-called old professors that he found that the situation was not what he thought.

There are indeed very good old professors, but many of them are not that good. Apart from being a bit old, the rest are mediocre. But it is precisely because of their age that they have a sense of academic authority.

in fact
This situation exists all over the world, but it is a little different here because the pace of development is too fast. Many years ago, one scientific research achievement was enough to be evaluated as a professor, but now it may not even meet the standards for a doctoral degree.

"Hey"

"It really offends people!"

Chen Xiaoxin sighed deeply, pressed his temple, his brows full of pain and helplessness.

In the current situation, many older scientific researchers, that is, the group of old professors, actually no longer have the academic level that matches their status. If they apply for a project, I will not approve it because most of the projects lack innovation and foresight, and are probably just lazy work. If they are not approved, I will be disrespectful to my elders. If they are approved, it will become a stain on my life. Who approved that rubbish project? Oh, it turned out that it was Chen Xiaoxin who approved it. Oh my god. It's embarrassing to think about it!
"Uncomfortable."

"We're stuck in a vicious circle!"

Chen Xiaoxin was so conflicted that his facial features were almost distorted. On one side was the moral bottom line of science, and on the other side were the social conventions. He stood at the crossroads of fate, in a dilemma.

Forget it
That's it.

I will think about this issue again during the final review.

At this time,

Chen Xiaoxin boarded the plane as soon as the airport broadcast sounded. It only took two hours from Beijing to Shenhai. He woke up in a daze and found that the plane was about to land.

When he returned home, he was too tired to get up. The busy schedule and the huge pressure in his heart made him fall asleep again on the sofa. He didn't know how much time had passed when he woke up. He found Yan Xiaoxi holding his head and looking at him tenderly.

"woke up?"

Yan Xiaoxi bit her lip tightly, her eyes full of heartache, and asked softly: "Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat."

"Not very hungry."

Chen Xiaoxin yawned, slowly sat up, held the little fairy in his arms, and murmured, "When did you come?"

"Just arrived."

"I found your WeChat but you didn't reply to me. I was worried that something happened to you, so I ran back to check on you." Yan Xiaoxi said delicately: "Then I saw you lying on the sofa. Is it because of the academic leadership group that you are under too much pressure?"

“Yes!”

“It’s mainly that group.”

Chen Xiaoxin pursed his lips and answered bitterly: "You should also know the old professor's question. In the past, due to special reasons, the professor evaluation was actually very loose. One could become a professor with just a scientific research achievement. Then, after so many years, through this method of cannibalism, each of them has become an authoritative figure."

"If you were in my position, with two projects in front of you, one project topic is not outstanding, but the applicant is authoritative, and the other project topic is innovative and pioneering, but the applicant's qualifications are mediocre. If you have to choose between the two, how would you choose?" Chen Xiaoxin asked.

Yan Xiaoxi was speechless, not knowing how to answer. It seemed that no matter what she chose, it would be wrong.
"It's out of human nature."

"You should choose someone with authority," Yan Xiaoxi pursed her lips and said softly, "but out of respect for science, I think you should choose someone with average qualifications."

As soon as the words fell,
Yan Xiaoxi twisted her body and said gently: "You must have the answer in your heart. You will definitely choose the latter. In fact, there is no difference. Even the most authoritative person is not authoritative enough in front of you."

"That's true."

Chen Xiaoxin said arrogantly: "Who dares to claim authority in front of me?"

"cut."

"I told you you're fat and you're out of breath." Yan Xiaoxi reached out and gently pinched his cheek, angrily saying, "This circle is all about seniority. Even if you have great abilities, you can only rank at the back."

These words are cruel and realistic. Due to special reasons, many old professors have already stood at the top of academia, but in order to consolidate their positions, they need to continuously produce heavyweight academic results. However, their own academic abilities are not good enough. In the end, there is only one way, which is to exploit young scientific researchers.

Using various threats as bargaining chips, young people are forced to produce frantically under the pressure of survival. If a young person publishes in a top journal, he or she can be the first author, while those old professors may not contribute anything, but they must be the corresponding author.

in fact
That's okay.

What's even more excessive is snatching one work.

The key point is that this kind of thing is very common and happens every day. After all, you are just a postdoctoral fellow or a specially appointed associate professor without even a formal position. If you don't agree to give up the position of first author, you will be ostracized in minutes, and you will not even be allowed to enter the laboratory. Once the probation period is over, you will be kicked out.

Chen Xiaoxin curled his lips, his face full of dissatisfaction, and suddenly, he remembered a sentence.

--pope?
——How many divisions can he have?
"Humph!"

"You rank people by seniority in front of me." Chen Xiaoxin said stubbornly, "How many world-class scientific research achievements can he have?"

Yan Xiaoxi broke free from his embrace and sat directly on someone's lap. She gently hugged his neck and stared at him with her eyes, saying softly, "I just like your unruly look!"

finished,

The plump red lips fell on Chen Xiaoxin's face like raindrops.

ferocious!

Strong!

I've been holding it in for several days, it's time to try it.

"Ouch!"

"Baby? Aren't you having your period?" Chen Xiaoxin asked painfully while being violated.

"almost."

"I've had some chest pain lately, and it might come soon." Yan Xiaoxi bit his lip and said softly, "Also, the report meeting has been settled."

"Oh"

Chen Xiaoxin frowned, looked at the tender little fairy, and asked carefully: "You don't have breasts. How can it hurt?"

(End of this chapter)