Nian Niu nodded on his face, feeling that Zhang Mingde was still a little conservative. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The standard reflected in this article is comparable to that of doctoral students at major universities. It is estimated that Zhang Mingde saw that the author was an undergraduate student and gave a second prize. If the author is a doctoral student or a professor, even if the first prize is awarded, it is nothing. The Year of the Ox is a bit upset for the author.

"Two professors, have you finished your paper?" While the two were reviewing the manuscript, Cong Xiaojun, president of the Jurisprudence Research Association of the Binhai Law Society, walked in. Cong Xiaojun is the dean of the Law School of Beikai University and is the number one person in Binhai City's legal circle.

Zhang Mingde said hello to the dean, handed over the list of winners, and reported: "President Cong, we have almost reviewed it. This year, 105 papers were received at the annual meeting, and 18 first, second and third prizes were selected, including 3 first prizes, 5 second prizes, and 10 third prizes. ”

Cong Xiaojun nodded and said hard, "Is there a paper from the organizer in the first prize?" ”

"No", Zhang Mingde replied truthfully. "The quality of the articles submitted by the Binhai Intermediate Court is average, and if you reluctantly win the first prize, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public."

"We still have to consider the feelings of the organizers. After all, they put their time, energy, and money into the annual meeting. "Zhang Mingde is purely academic. As the president, Cong Xiaojun thinks more about the balance of interests and a good face.

"President Cong, there is a paper in Binhai Intermediate Court to be awarded the second prize, and I personally think that it still has the strength to win the first prize." Ox Nianhua took the opportunity to recommend. "It's just..."

"What's it?" Cong Xiaojun took over the conversation. It is good that the Binhai Intermediate Court has the strength to win the award, and it is indeed easy to attract criticism if it pushes a garbage paper as the first prize.

"It's just that the author's education is too low, and winning the first prize will inevitably lead to controversy."

"Lao Zhang, Lao Niu, your concepts are a little backward. We have always judged heroes by the quality of articles, not only by academic qualifications. Otherwise, whoever has a high degree of education will be chosen, and that won't become an academic competition? "Zhang Mingde and Niu Nianhua's learning is still good, but there is no overall situation. President Cong had no choice but to make his own decisions about this matter.

"I don't think there is any problem in winning the first prize for this article." After reading the papers of Han Dong and Song Qingshu, Cong Xiaojun made a final decision. In this way, an unlucky ghost who was originally going to win the first prize was kicked down by Cong Xiaojun.

The Binhai Jurisprudence Annual Conference was held in mid-November as scheduled. The venue is located in the Binhai Intermediate People's Court. Han Dong and Song Qingshu both received invitations and served as guest speakers at home. Han Dong knew that he had probably won the lottery, otherwise it would be impossible to give himself such a face-revealing thing as a speech, to himself as an undergraduate. But it is unclear how many prizes he won.

Han Dong's guess was right, in addition to the leaders, the guests who spoke at the annual meeting of jurisprudence were the authors of the award-winning papers. After getting the agenda of the annual meeting, Han Dong looked at it, except for himself and Song Qingshu, most of the winners were teachers from universities in Binhai and researchers from the Binhai Academy of Social Sciences.

Occasionally, there are individual doctoral and master's students who hang behind their supervisors. The words "first-year student of Binhai University" on his author's profile are the most abrupt introduction.

At least 200 people sat in the hall of the annual jurisprudence conference. Han Dong found his seat and just sat down, a fat man of medium stature hurriedly ran in. In the winter, he was actually covered in fine sweat. He saw that Han Dong's expression was a little weird, and smiled embarrassedly: "Traffic jam, it's late." Han Dong didn't look over his head and continued to listen to the speech of the leader on the stage.

The fat man was very familiar with himself, and after listening to two unnutritious speeches by the leaders on the stage, he began to inquire about gossip, "My name is Mingguang, a doctoral student at the Law School of Beikai University, buddy, your surname?" ”

"Han Dong, a freshman at Binhai University." Han Dong replied lightly.

The fat man looked surprised, "Dude, you can, your mentor is really good to you." On this occasion, most of the people who are willing to take students to participate are proud protégés. ”

"For example, buddy, my mentor is Cong Xiaojun." He saw that Han Dong didn't react at all, and the effect of pretending to be forced was not obvious, so he patiently explained, "Cong Xiaojun knows, right? Dean of the Law School of Beikai University, Executive Director of the Jurisprudence Research Association of the National Law Society. ”

He thought to himself, praise me, praise me, say I'm awesome, hurry, I can't wait. It's a pity that Han Dong disappointed him, but he still said in a light tone, "Jiuyang."

In Han Dong's eyes, he had no impression of which great god Cong Xiaojun was. He is a scholar in the legal circle, and this Dean Cong wants to come to the whole country, but he is only a general. He was a little annoyed with the fat man's boasting, and this man was too self-familiar.

"Well said. You should be the second author of the tutor's article, right? The fat man didn't get 32 likes in Han Dong, so it didn't matter, and he continued to gossip and ask.

"I'm the first author myself." Han Dong replied sullenly.

"Dude, you are really good at bragging, just like me, although I am a doctor from Beikai University, but I also hung the name of my mentor, and I won the second prize of the annual meeting."

"You know what the second prize means, right?" Seeing that Han Dong was a newcomer, the fat man didn't know much about it, so he took the trouble to explain: "Among the papers participating in the Quanhai Jurisprudence, there are only three first prizes and five second prizes. Buddy is the second prize, which means that in the coastal area, in terms of jurisprudence, buddy can be ranked in the top ten. ”

This fat man brags and is not afraid to flash his tongue. Winning the second prize can be ranked 10th in the Coastal Legal Circle? If you get the first, isn't Binhai City invincible?

Seeing that Han Dong didn't answer, the fat man asked a little boringly, "Dude, what about your paper?" Han Dong took out the agenda of the meeting, "Now, here." ”

"Yo, you were also scheduled to speak at the annual meeting? What a coincidence. Buddies were also invited to speak. It looks like you got at least the second prize, no, the third prize. Not bad, either. The fat man found out that Han Dong was really the first author, and he didn't mention the mentor's support. In his opinion, Han Dong was so stingy that he was lucky, and he actually won a third prize.

Han Dong was about to answer, when he saw Song Qingshu walking over quickly. "Brother, do you want to know any good news?" Song Qingshu found Han Dong's seat in the venue, and regardless of the fact that the leader of the Law Society on the stage was speaking, he said to Han Dong with a wink.

"If there is a fart, let it go", Han Dong has nothing good to say about this guy.

Song Qingshu didn't mind Han Dong's tone, he was awesome, naturally he had a bit of a bullish temper. "Our paper won the first prize." This news has not yet been released, and Song Qingshu also heard about it from the leaders of the hospital. He told Han Dong as soon as possible and was going to surprise him.

Unexpectedly, Han Dong's expression was faint after hearing this, as if he had already expected it. "That's it?" Song Qingshu was ashamed, Han Dong's realm, tsk, it was really a high mountain. After knowing the result, he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night, pulled his girlfriend Wan Mingzhu, and played a small game that was not suitable for children all night. I didn't expect Han Dong to be so calm.

Masters, absolutely forced to be masters!

The fat man next to him listened to their conversation with his ears pricked up, his eyes widening. I'm rubbing, these two can really brag. A freshman undergraduate student claimed to have won the first prize at the annual meeting.

No, I'm going to laugh for a while. The fat man seemed to have heard the funniest joke.