Chapter 151: The Professor (Part II)

Aesthetics belongs to a branch of philosophy, and the specific object of study is a work of art. To put it bluntly, this is a course that allows people to be able to face problems such as "The Golden Vase. Mei" and other famous works sometimes sit and talk about the knowledge of the Tao.

Generally speaking, in order to become an expert in this field, a very important prerequisite is to have an extremely broad range of knowledge, not only to be proficient in the country's literature, history and philosophical system, but also to be able to integrate the Eastern and Western human arts.

Therefore, it is not easy to cultivate an aesthetic talent, and it is not easy to accumulate basic knowledge, even if it is written in the most concise sentences, at least a million words, and it is even more difficult to achieve effortless side references.

However, this is not a problem at all for Wang Kefan, who has an extraordinary memory.

Since he obtained the ability, if the books Wang Kefan has read are translated into English, it will be more than a million words.

The most important thing is that Wang Kefan has always tried to understand thoroughly when he reads books, and when he sat down with Li Cunmei to discuss the Tao before, Wang Kefan's level has not been inferior to the first-class scholars in China.

The day after talking to Henness, the philosophy department of Stanford University's School of Communication and Communication got Wang Kefan out of the paper.

After receiving Thomson's notice, Wang Kefan and Guo Yujing came to the examination room together.

A normal-sized classroom was specially set up as a separate test location for Wang Kefan.

When Wang Kefan and Guo Yujing walked into the classroom, a middle-aged woman was already sitting in the classroom.

When she saw the two of them coming in, she smiled slightly and asked, "Is it Mr. Wang Kefan?" ”

Wang Kefan nodded, and the invigilator woman raised her hand to look at her watch, and said, "There are still 5 minutes before the exam time, you can choose any position to sit down." ”

"Okay." Wang Kefan said.

At this time, Guo Yujing said to the invigilator again: "Invigilator, can I make a small request?" ”

"What requirements?"

Guo Yujing took out a camera from her bag and said, "I hope to film the whole process of his exam." ”

The invigilator shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I can't, the exam will start in a while, and you need to leave." ”

Guo Yujing asked again: "Then can you ask you to do it for me and help me shoot it?" Just press the switch of the machine and put it on the podium. ”

The invigilator thought for a moment, reached out to Guo Yujing for the camera, and said, "Show me, I have to prevent you from using this tool to cheat." ”

"I promise you that this thing will never cheat." Guo Yujing happily handed the camera to the invigilator and added, "I just want to prepare for your evidence collection in advance." ”

"Forensics?" The middle-aged woman showed a puzzled face, "What evidence?" ”

Guo Yujing smiled slightly and said, "When the exam results come out, you will know." ”

Speaking, Guo Yujing walked to Wang Kefan's side, kissed him lightly on the face, and said softly in Chinese: "If you can take a few points, you can take a few points, and you will be angry with the group of people in China who don't have long eyes." ”

As soon as the 5 minutes were up, Guo Yujing was unceremoniously kicked out.

The invigilator picked up the thick brown paper envelope on the podium and opened it, taking out a thick stack of test papers from inside.

What Wang Kefan wants to take today is all the compulsory subjects at the doctoral level of aesthetics, a total of 16 subjects, and the examination time is 8 hours. Ordinary people want to do this, not to mention the energy, but the physical strength is unbearable.

The invigilator didn't know what was going on, and after she sent the test paper to Wang Kefan, she glanced at this Asian face with curiosity, and said in her heart that she was a pervert.

Wang Kefan didn't have time to pay attention to the invigilator's face, Henness was obviously intent on looking at his limits, although Wang Kefan just planned to use the title of professor as a brick, but he didn't want to be looked down upon by Henness.

After getting the exam papers, Wang Kefan immediately buried himself in writing.

The invigilator stood in front of Wang Kefan and watched for a while, and when he saw his efficiency in killing one multiple-choice question per second, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly. But fortunately, she doesn't know much about this piece of knowledge, so on the premise that she can't be sure that Wang Kefan's answer is accurate, her facial muscles will make some shocking expressions.

The invigilator stood beside Wang Kefan for ten minutes, and only after determining that he could not use the camera to cheat did he return to his position, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally turned on the camera and aimed it at Wang Kefan...... The setting of the exam questions is very in line with Wang Kefan's taste.

40 pages, a total of 800 multiple-choice questions, the question types are divided into three types: memory, comprehension and logical reasoning, which are typical American test papers, simple but not simple.

The pencil in Wang Kefan's hand has never stopped since he started to do the question, and often he has the answer in his head just after reading the question.

But even so, it took Wang Kefan more than three hours to complete these 800 questions.

Shaking his sore arm, when Wang Kefan got up to hand in the paper, the invigilator hadn't reacted yet.

"Mr. Wang Kefan, are you going to the toilet?"

"No, I'm done."

The invigilator was stunned for a moment, glanced at the exam time, and then took Wang Kefan's answer sheet with a surprised face.

Coming out of the classroom, Guo Yujing, who had been waiting outside, stepped forward, handed him a bottle of water, and said, "It's a little faster than I imagined." ”

Wang Kefan took the water and handed the camera to Guo Yujing at the same time.

Guo Yujing took the camera and asked, "How many points can I get in the exam?" ”

Wang Kefan took a sip of water and said in a relaxed tone: "If you are optimistic, you can probably get a full score." ”

Guo Yujing smiled slightly and said: "Then this thing can really come in handy, it takes less than half of the time to answer the question to get a full score, even if you say that you are not cheating, others will not believe it, right?" ”

………… Wang Kefan's answer sheet was immediately sent to the office of the Department of Philosophy by the invigilator after leaving the classroom.

There was only one person in the office, and it was Robertson, the head of the department who was invited back today specifically for the purpose of grading papers.

Robertson is in his early 70s this year, and in the spirit of living to the death and working to death, in addition to giving classes to three doctoral students and two master's students, Robertson usually makes occasional appearances in undergraduate public classes, all in all, he is too busy to touch the ground.

Today, I was called back by the principal to change a paper, and I was naturally quite unhappy.

He glanced up at the clock, and there were still nearly 5 hours left until the end of the exam.

5 hours! How many students can he teach?

"Sure enough, it's a Chinese student, and it actually brings a damn Chinese bureaucratic habit......" Robertson muttered unhappily, picked up the resume of Wang Kefan that he had read many times in his hand, shook his head, and said, "This kind of education level actually passed the professor application, it seems that there are too many Chinese in Stanford University, which has affected the supervision function of the school board, it seems that it is time to work in a different place......"

He muttered quietly, opened the drawer, and pulled out an invitation. From Harvard University on the East Coast of the United States.

The old man, who has always discriminated against the Chinese, silently made a decision in his heart.

Stanford University made a 27-year-old Chinese who had never even had a master's degree a professor in the philosophy department, and such an absurd approach simply broke his heart.

At that moment, the office door was suddenly opened.

Robertson hurriedly put the invitation back in the drawer, but when he looked up, he saw that it was the female invigilator, and he couldn't help but be stunned and asked, "Why are you back?" ”

The female invigilator shook her head, still maintaining the surprised expression she had when she left the classroom, and said, "Professor Robertson, he's done the exam." ”

"Finished the exam?" Robertson's eyes widened, and he shook his head violently, "Impossible, how can it be done in such a short time with so many questions?" ”

"Professor, no matter what, that's the truth." The female invigilator walked up to Robertson's office, put the answer sheet and the thick test paper in front of him, and said, "But maybe he came out of nowhere, anyway, the professor's application was approved, maybe he has given up on the plan to get a doctorate." ”

"Let's take a look first."

Robertson picked up the sheets and walked over to the scanner. - This is what makes Robertson most unhappy, even though the exam papers are corrected by a machine, but he has to let him do it himself.

"Bureaucracy of all evils." Robertson said, turning on the machine and putting the answer sheets in turn.

The machine roared, and through the transparent cover, a green light flashed inside, and the first answer sheet slipped out of the exit.

Robertson casually glanced at the score and was stunned.

Out!

The female invigilator standing on the side was also stunned, and after glancing at Robertson, she immediately opened her mouth and said, "Look at the next one." ”

Roberson didn't even have the time to nod his head, and hurriedly put the second answer sheet in.

The green light flashed, and Robertson hurriedly looked at it, only to see that the machine still displayed: 100% correct!

"Hell yes, could it be that the machine is broken?"

Robertson looked incredulous.

Full marks for the volume, it's not that he hasn't read it. But the problem is that this is the paper of a doctoral program! And it's a mix of 16 courses. And in fact, in the boring waiting time just now, Roberson had already taken a cursory look at the paper, and he asked himself, even if it was himself, it would be difficult for this paper to achieve a perfect score. He is getting older, and many things that need to be remembered that he has not been exposed to for a long time have gradually faded away.

Robertson then put two more sheets of answer sheets in.

Out.

Out.

800 questions, all right! And it took less than half the time of the exam!

"Wait, I still need to fix it myself, maybe it's a problem with the machine." Robertson ignored the female invigilator, took out the exam paper, and buried himself in proofreading Wang Kefan's answers.

Seven hours later, the old man looked up with a dry expression. Faced with the fact that Wang Kefan scored a full score, he was decisively not calm.

"How can this be ......" Roberson stubbornly expressed his disbelief and kept chattering, "Wang Kefan...... Wang Kefan...... There has never been a name like this in the academic world! ”

Suddenly, Robertson's eyes lit up. He turned on the computer and typed in the keyword Wang Kefan.

Half an hour later.

Robertson stared at the content on the screen about Wang Kefan's suffering in China, and came to a conclusion in a deep voice: "He must have cheated." ”

(To be continued)