After the press conference of Qishan Music Company, the public's attention to Nomookin returned to normal levels. On the other hand, even without the mixing of the water army, those bear children who "don't need a reason for a black person" and the majority of "non-literary and abnormal youth" are still tirelessly scolding Wang Kefan day and night, as if as long as they scold Wang Kefan a few more words, they can stand at the peak of human morality, and from then on, they will be famous all over the world and worshiped from all directions.

Nomoojin continues to receive praise from all sides, and Wang Kefan still plays the role of a street rat. Under the general trend, Han Baichuan couldn't control the direction of public opinion at all, and everything he had worked hard to do was completely lost.

The domestic actions are taken care of by Song Mengyao, and Han Baichuan can no longer make any tricks, in this rare balance, Wang Kefan no longer has to be distracted to watch out for Han Baichuan, and devotes his energy to his thesis.

Wu Fei Rabbit left, a week, and it passed in the blink of an eye.

At the end of April, San Francisco is getting warmer.

Quietly, the dress of the girls in the university can already make honest male teachers feel embarrassed.

The not-so-honest Thomson sat in his office, holding a telescope, and watched from afar at a girl running laps on the playground. The girl's chest shook so much as she ran that it was almost dying.

"My God...... It's just two balls......"

As he was talking, there was a knock at the door, which frightened Thomson and quickly hid the binoculars. He hurriedly pulled his pants first, and put the object in place, which was in fact too frightened to go back, and when his heartbeat slowed down, Thomson sat down in his chair and said in a deep voice, "Please come in." ”

Wang Kefan and Guo Yujing walked in from outside the door, and Thomson was stunned when he saw the two, and he was very surprised: "It's done?" ”

Wang Kefan nodded, put a document that was not thin, and put it on the desk.

Thomson picked up the folder and flipped through it to the last night to look at the corner marker. The expression on his face became more and more unsettled.

"Page 46!?" He exclaimed. "Mr. Wang Kefan, it's only been a week, how can you write so many things?"

"Thomson, it's not a week. In fact, it only took 5 days for Kefan to write these things. Guo Yujing explained, "Two days ago, he was reading the books you listed for him. ”

"It only took 2 days to ......" Thomson has seen Wang Kefan's performance. But at this time, listening to Guo Yujing say this, there is still a feeling as if she is listening to a myth.

"Unbelievable......" Thomson shook his head and asked again, "Mr. Wang Kefan, are you sure that these things you wrote are not shoddy?" ”

Wang Kefan smiled and said, "As long as the books you let me read are not rubbish." Then what I write is not shoddy. ”

"What are you doing with those books?"

"Even the punctuation marks have been memorized."

The corners of Thomson's mouth twitched twice, he turned back to the first page of the document, and casually glanced at the title of the large article, and at first glance, he was intrigued.

"On the Mutual Roots of Comedy and Tragedy in the Role of Comedy from the Uncertainty of Aesthetic Carriers" ......"

After reading the title, Thomson couldn't help but read two paragraphs first.

After reading the first two paragraphs, he couldn't help but raise his head and say to Wang Kefan: "Mr. Wang Kefan." If there is not much difference in the level before and after this article. I think we should have a good chance of becoming colleagues. ”

Wang Kefan nodded calmly and asked another question that surprised Thomson very much.

"Professor Thomson. Can I use this essay as my doctoral dissertation for my Ph.D. application at your university? ”

Thomson was puzzled: "Mr. Wang Kefan, if this article is regarded as a doctoral dissertation, then the attribution of the research results belongs to Stanford University and you personally, but in terms of national attribution, this article will be branded by the United States." Are you really going to do that? ”

"Professor Thomson, this matter is very complicated to say." "In short, within China, our people are more willing to trust foreign standards, especially American results," Wang explained. It is only when the affiliation of this article is affiliated with the United States that my compatriots will choose to believe me. Professor Thomson, you know, my reputation in China is a bit unsatisfactory......"

"What a tragedy......," Thomson shook his head, not knowing whether he was talking about the tragedy of Wang Kefan or the tragedy of China's environment.

"But Mr. Wang Kefan." Thomson then added, "You only have a bachelor's degree in China, and you can apply directly to our school for a doctorate degree, which is probably not passable. ”

Guo Yujing smiled and said lightly: "Professor Thomson, please tell the president that I want to build a building for my alma mater." ”

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Money can make grinding ghosts, and there is nothing to talk about with a doctorate.

Especially when Wang Kefan's article passed the review of "Humanities" for the first time and was told that it would be published in the latest issue of the journal immediately, the board members of Stanford University, together with the president, immediately interviewed Wang Kefan.

Humanities is a magazine that is on par with world-class magazines such as Science and Nature, and can be called the "Times" of the academic world. There is not a single article that can be published in Humanities that is not a master-level work. In particular, Wang Kefan also published 46 pages in one go, accounting for nearly two-thirds of the pages of the magazine, and in terms of word count, it is almost as good as other people's 20 articles.

After counting the experts and scholars in this field in China, those who can achieve Wang Kefan's achievements can be counted in one slap since the founding of New China. The only surviving expert in this field is Li Cunmei.

In the conference room, John Henness, the president of Stanford University, put down the previous issue of "Humanities" magazine, raised his head, and smiled at Wang Kefan.

Wang Kefan sat at the end of the conference table, facing Henness.

In addition to Henness, there were five other people sitting on either side of the table, all of whom were school trustees.

Henness leaned against the table with his fingers crossed, looking quite curious: "Mr. Wang Kefan, with your ability, why didn't you take the entrance examination to a good school at the beginning, and then get this Ph.D in one go, but only came to Stanford University to apply now?" ”

"Because it wasn't needed at the time." Wang Kefan said simply, "As for why I chose Stanford University, it is entirely because my fiancée is also from your school, and I believe that the school that can train her must be a pretty good school." ”

"Interesting answer." Henness raised his eyebrows and continued, "But there has never been a precedent for our school to award a doctorate through this procedure, Mr. Wang Kefan, can you convince me?" ”

"Absolutely." Wang Kefan said, "Generally speaking, a degree is awarded because students have gone through the necessary educational process to obtain the degree, and have passed the professional test in the process, so as to acquire relevant professional knowledge and establish corresponding thinking methods. In human terms, they not only passed all the exams, but also passed the graduation thesis. And neither of these hard indicators is a problem for me.

As for the so-called precedents, there are precedents for everything in this world, and Stanford University itself was founded to commemorate a student who died of illness, and I think that in a school that is based on the spirit of liberal and individualized education, all the precedents, all the exceptions, should be regarded as a concrete interpretation of the school spirit. These exceptions and precedents are not, in fact, really special cases and precedents, and they are different only because they are rare or unseen, not because they are rare and cannot be found. ”

Henness was stunned by Wang Kefan's English.

After pondering for a long time, the old man finally understood Wang Kefan's words, and couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Wang Kefan, you speak English better than the Americans."

Wang Kefan said modestly: "If I need to continue, I can also prove to everyone here that my level of Chinese, German and Russian is not inferior to English." ”

"I see." Henness looked left and right, and then asked an old woman, "What do you think, Ms. Green?" ”

"I want to know when that building will be cashed in."

Wang Kefan said: "We can sign a contract, and Stanford University can give a specific date for payment. ”

Green nodded, succinctly, "Principal Henness, I'm fine." ”

Seeing that it was almost over, Henness said to Wang Kefan: "Mr. Wang Kefan, we will arrange an exam for you in three days." After passing the exam, there is a dissertation defense, and after passing the defense, you can become an alumnus of Stanford University. ”

Wang Kefan smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

Henness nodded lightly and said, "In addition, in view of your research ability in human sciences, after discussion and voting by the school board yesterday, we have approved your application to become a professor in the philosophy department of Stanford University. For reasons of keeping the ceremony as simple as possible, the letter of appointment from the professor will be awarded after you have defended your dissertation. Of course, if you don't pass the defense, you will still be a professor at our school. ”

With that, Henness paused, and added: "The youngest professor of humanities in the history of the university." (To be continued.) )