Gu Xiaobai, as the opening of this concert, only took up more than half an hour, the concert has just begun, and it is not yet eight o'clock in the evening, and the night is still very long.

So Duan Guixin couldn't sit still, he ignored the eyes of everyone next to him, blushed his face, pinched his mobile phone and rushed out.

After the defense is over, there will be a list of "recommended funding", which is basically the final list.

But not absolutely, every year there will be a few people who are brushed off the list, this number is very small, but there are always unlucky ones.

Today, Duan Guixin has completed his defense, he is already stable and has already gotten in the car!

He didn't take the two salted fish in his eyes either, and he didn't see them as a threat to himself.

After all, these two salted fish really have no achievements to get their hands on, and they have been dangling in the back three rows for too long, and the foundation is too thin.

But now, he found that he was in the car, but the door was not closed, and someone was desperately squeezing into the car from behind, trying to drag him down!

In the same field, the funded projects and personnel are limited, and for a small subject such as acoustics, at most one or two people are funded every year.

Sometimes, there isn't even one in a year.

Now not only is he competing, but suddenly there are two more salted fish?

Not to mention that these two salted fish are chosen, even if there is one, it may squeeze him down.

Duan Guixin took out his mobile phone and called his teacher Zhao Changchun first.

Then Zhao Changchun called one after another and went out.

Although Zhao Changchun seems to be shouted by everyone in society now, after all, he has been in the academic world for decades, and most people in the field of acoustics still want to give him some face.

At least, that's what Zhao Changchun thinks.

His first call was to his old friend, Zhen Weili.

"Lao Zhen, tomorrow's defense, you are the finale, in this field, you are now the boss and an authority......" Zhao Changchun opened his mouth to compliment first, and then just wanted to ask Zhen Weili to give a low score to the two salted fish, but Zhen Weili had already refused.

"Lao Zhao, what do you think, I suggest that you should not open your mouth. ”

Zhao Changchun on the other side chuckled in his heart: "What's the matter, Lao Zhen, are you also afraid?"

"Retired, you better just rest, don't worry so much, I still have something to do, hang ......up first" Zhen Weili didn't plan to listen to what Zhao Changchun said again, so he hung up the phone directly.

Then he looked up at the huge Lyre in front of him.

At this time, Zhen Weili had unspeakable helplessness and bitterness in his heart.

As a big man in the domestic acoustic industry, when Zhao Changchun called him, he also asked his students to silently sentence this "Bell and Drum Piano" to death.

How could this thing be made, right?

But he didn't expect that in less than a month, this thing would really appear in front of him.

But what really made him feel dislike for Zhao Changchun was not the attitude towards the bell and drum harp, from a professional point of view, it was normal that the bell and drum harp could not be manufactured, but it was not normal to make it.

But the comment given by Zhao Changchun and his student Duan Guixin made Zhen Weili disgusted.

As an insider, he was really suffocated during this time, but he couldn't say it, he could only sulk in his heart.

The thought of being involved in this kind of shit makes me feel like I've stepped on stinky shit.

He can accept Zhao Changchun's original "handling" and later academic misconduct.

This was limited by the environment and conditions of the year, and no one's buttocks were clean.

So at the beginning, he called Lao Hong directly, wanting to find trouble with Gu Xiaobai, but he was sprayed back, and he was almost angry.

But he could not accept this kind of refusal to repent, regardless of right and wrong, desperately suppressing the next generation.

The field of acoustics is already very small, and you are still desperately hitting the next generation, and the more you hit, the more unpopular it is, and the more unpopular it is, the more no one will do it.

Isn't this a self-defeating road?

Have you ever considered the development of academia, the ecological environment, and the lack of successors?

It was at that time that Zhen Weili suddenly felt that he and this old classmate, old colleague, and old partner were actually not all the way.

Of course, there is one point where he and Zhao Changchun are in the same idea.

He felt that Gu Xiaobai was too flamboyant, too rebellious, and thinking about things too simple.

I felt that the "Lyre of Bells and Drums" was an impossible design.

There is no one in China who can have such an appeal, get so much money, and complete such a complex design and manufacturing.

But now, the "harp of bells and drums" stood in front of him.

He felt that Gu Xiaobai had slapped him in the face as many times as he played the piano today.

Now, his whole face is almost swollen.

But what can be said?

Skills are not as good as others, and they are willing to gamble and lose.

He sat on the scene for a while, then got up and stood up.

"Let's go...... I'm getting older, and I can't stand it for a long time......" Zhen Weili sighed and said to a student next to him.

He came today to see the "Lyre of Bells and Drums."

After reading it now, I don't know if I'm happy or lost, and I have mixed feelings in my heart.

This night, whether for Zhao Changchun or Duan Guixin, was a sleepless night.

A "outstanding young man" represents a subsidy of 2 million to 4 million.

But in fact, this money is the least important.

The most important thing is that it represents the highest glory for young scholars, and it represents that they are the best in China in their fields.

With this honor, you can set up your own laboratory, build your own platform, and develop your own discipline......

In a few years, a new generation of academicians and a new generation of industry leaders will emerge from these young scholars.

In order to get this title, many people can do anything to do it.

But this night, for Zhao Changchun and Duan Guixin, was a night that was destined to have no effect.

The next day, Mr. Ben walked to the defense table first.

As soon as he came to the stage, he said: "In fact, I didn't make much contribution to the 'Bell and Drum Piano' project, Xiaobai's thanks, I deserve it, so my colleagues don't have to put this credit on me." ”

"Today is the first time I have stood on this defense podium, and I am not too young, so I don't think I will have a few chances. ”

"But the Bell and Drum Piano will definitely not be the last super-large project of our Baisheng Institute, and we will definitely complete more achievements, and I personally will make more achievements in the next year or two. ”

"Even if you don't vote for me today, I'm sure you'll vote for me next time. ”

As the heavyweight of this defense, Zhen Weili took off his reading glasses, wiped them, put them back on, and said, "Although you said that the Bell and Drum Lyre does not have your credit, I still want to vote for you." ”

"I voted for you, indeed, not for your personal achievements, but for your team and for ...... Let Xiaobai go further. ”

"A new era has come, but we are old and have begun to hinder the development of the times. ”

"It's time for us to give way. ”

"Let me escort you one more time before you give way. ”