"The opinion within our magazine is still hoping to eliminate the impact...... Come, don't patronize talking, drink and drink, Researcher Wei drink more......" Zhong An, the editor-in-chief of "Organic Chemistry Bulletin", stood in the box of the Beijing Hotel and vigorously persuaded Wei Zhenxue to drink. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This time, it was Zhong An who invited Wei Zhenxue to a banquet and tried to capture him with sugar-coated cannonballs.

Wei Zhenxue did not refuse, persuaded him to drink, and said with a smile: "I don't know how to eliminate the influence, you can do what you like, just don't affect my publication of papers." I have to say in advance that the conclusions of the papers in your journal are different from the conclusions of my papers, and I have to redo his experiments before I have my papers, and I have to explain ...... in the papers."

"That's right. The editor-in-chief, Zhong An, drank the wine and asked while pouring it: "Which journal is your paper published in?" Why don't I ask for you, write a little less comparison, and ensure that you can also publish it." ”

Wei Zhenxue said indifferently: "It's on "Biochemical Systems Ecology". ”

"Biochemical Systems Ecology?"

"Biochemistry ......" Wei Zhenxue dragged a sentence in English, his paper was translated by Yang Rui, but he is also working hard to learn, just academic English is not so difficult.

The editor-in-chief stopped pouring the wine, and said in surprise: "Is it the biochemical system ecology of the United States?"

"yes. Wei Zhenxue said happily: "After I redid this Li Xin's paper, I found that there were more things that could be written, and I could make a good paper, so I found someone to translate it into the UK, but I didn't expect that after I sent it, people agreed to publish it, and luck ...... luck."

"It's not luck, it's strength. Zhong An smiled reluctantly, he couldn't influence foreign journals.

"There is some strength, and there is no shortage of luck. Wei Zhenxue laughed.

Zhong An could only continue to compliment him according to his meaning: "The main thing is strength, without strength, you can't go to foreign journals, foreigners are biased against us Chinese, some good articles are sent abroad, the result can't be on, researcher Wei is powerful, powerful." ”

"Hahahaha, you say that, it's a bit powerful. Wei Zhenxue entered the stage of self-selling and boasting in an instant: "When I wrote this paper, I originally wanted to use other people's results and forget it, but I couldn't do it, there were a few data, how to calculate how it was not suitable, originally, it would have passed after fooling around, I was more serious, so I pushed it from back to front, and the result is like this." But ah, we are stupid people have stupid blessings, such a paper is transformed and published in foreign journals is quite easy, and ah, I also wrote another article based on this, cuddling the grass and beating rabbits, and I am about to publish it again. ”

"You have two papers at once, and both of them have been published in foreign journals?" Zhong An was really a little awe-inspired.

Wei Zhenxue laughed again and said, "Yes." Awesome. ”

Zhong An's solemnity disappeared in an instant, he raised his thumb, and even said "Awesome", which felt like coaxing a child.

Until the two of them got drunk, Zhong An didn't find a way to eliminate the influence.

Back at the guest house, Zhong An called the journal office, reported the situation to the editor-in-chief, and said: "This person who writes the paper has a bit of an outgoing personality, and I am worried that even if he changes the paper, this person will be known to everyone." Then we are more passive. ”

"Have you seen the paper, and how is the level?"

"I looked for an acquaintance from the Institute of Organic Chemistry, and the evaluation was relatively high, thinking that it was a good paper that could be published in a foreign journal, and the data and experiments in it were reasonable and clear, and it was complicated to change. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Otherwise, let's cancel Li Xin's paper internally, and then don't mention Wei Zhenxue's paper, it shouldn't be noticed. ”

"If no one notices, how was it discovered this time? Forget it, or publish it in the newspaper to revoke, just arrange it in this issue, I will explain to Director Huang, you go and inform the original author of the fake paper, what is it called?"

"Li Xin, a graduate student at East China Institute of Textile Technology, but has graduated. ”

"Then notify the school, and then let the school notify the students, and see what he has to say, if it is published in our journal, and there is a reasonable explanation, then we will not be blamed. ”

Zhong An nodded and said, "When I left the club, I asked people to send a letter out, and it should be here now." ”

Neither of them took Li Xin to heart. The journal department is the journal department, reviewing the journal, publishing the journal, and each issue has graduate students and doctoral students send letters over, but it seems that they have been arrested for fraud, and it has been like this in the past two years. It can be said that the periodical itself is also a big fire.

Of course, Li Xin himself is even more popular.

He hurried to the post office, got the telegram from the school, and then waited for another day in confusion to get the express.

In these years, students have to transfer the organizational files from the school to the unit, and if they change units, they usually need to continue to transfer the organizational files, and through this context, the life trajectory of ordinary people has been determined.

After Li Xin graduated from the school, he was assigned to work in the middle silk, and the school received a letter from the periodical agency, and did not hesitate to transfer the letter, and sent an urgent telegram.

Tearing open the express mail and seeing the contents inside, Li Xin, who was still expecting something good, suddenly turned green as oil.

Thesis fraud may be common, but proven paper fraud is not.

Moreover, the results will be dangerous.

Li Xin returned to the dormitory in despair, staring at the two pages of letter in front of him in a daze.

Of course, he was a fake, as the letter said.

Still as stated in the letter, Li Xin saw a faint glimmer of hope, and the editor-in-chief of the journal asked for his explanation.

Li Xin knew that the hope was extremely slim, because just the content of the letter could explain something, and Li Xin himself knew that he was indeed a fake, which made it difficult to prove his "innocence".

However, no matter how slim the hope is, he has to try, Li Xin is unwilling to wait for death.

It's just that Li Xin himself doesn't know what to do.

"Write a reply letter first?" Li Xin thought so, picked up a pen, but couldn't drop a word.

If it's written wrong, it becomes evidence.

You should first ask the journal for the manuscript of the paper they are talking about. Li Xin thought so, and was worried that it would be too late.

"Knock knock!"

"Li Xin, I'm Meng Liang, I saw you back. Meng Liang's loud voice sounded outside the door, accompanied by the sound of pounding on the door.

Li Xin gasped in annoyance and shouted, "There is something to do today." ”

"You had something to do yesterday, you had something to do two days ago, and I had something to do too. In the past few days, Meng Liang has been looking for Li Xin a lot.

"I'm really in trouble. Li Xin opened the door helplessly.

"I know, I know. Meng Liang drank some wine, entered the door a little drunk, stood against the wall, and said, "The notice of criticism is hanging, do you know?"

"Channel criticism?"

"My circulars criticized. Meng Liang stared at the red eyes and said, "The museum knows it, and the school knows it, hehe, you don't know." ”

Li Xin was still holding the letter paper in his hand, and said annoyedly: "I also have my own troubles." ”

"My troubles are for you. Meng Liang stumbled into the room, lay on the sofa, looked up at the ceiling, and repeated: "You provoked my business, you provoked it." ”

"You ......" Li Xin was helpless, and said, "I can't help it." ”

"Why can't you do it? You have a way, you just don't want to do it. Meng Liang sat up straight, stared at Li Xin with red eyes and said: "I was notified and criticized, you don't help, I admit it, but you have to help me cancel it, you have to cancel it for me this year, otherwise, you find your father and help me transfer to the Ministry of Civil Affairs." ”

Li Xin couldn't cry or laugh: "You are a person in school, how can you be transferred to the Ministry of Civil Affairs?"

"I don't care, I've lost my face, and I can't get my title, if you don't help, what should I do?" Meng Liang slid down the sofa to the ground and simply lay there.

Li Xin frowned: "You're almost as crazy as a drunk, and you can't still spill it with me?"

"I can't help it, just ...... Sprinkle, I'll sprinkle, what do you do? Meng Liang was angry, and his words were not good.

Li Xin fanned the wind with his hand, closed the door, opened the window, and looked back again, Meng Liang was already half drunk.

Li Xin lowered his head and unfolded the envelope in his hand, and suddenly felt a strong sense of fear, as if he would also end up in such a situation.

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