Chapter 177: Cheng Kite & Zhou Mo 1
Zhou Mo: You weren't infected by me, were you?
Han Shen: No.
Then he sent another sentence: There is surgery in the morning, and I will rest at noon.
Han Shen actually did what he said, began to take the initiative to explain the itinerary, and began to change.
Zhou Mo smiled lightly.
She said, "Okay, I'll look for you at noon."
"Senior sister, what's wrong? Laughing so happily? Zhao Xiaoshuang couldn't help but wonder when she saw Zhou Mo holding her mobile phone and smirking.
Zhou Mo suddenly had a cold face, "Is the thing that Director Shen explained to you done?" ”
Zhao Xiaoshuang: "......" obediently buried himself in his work and didn't ask more.
These days are this year's doctoral admission double time, and Shen Qingyi, as a member of the double jury, participated in the doctoral re-examination organized by the college.
This year, a person originally applied for Shen Qingyi's doctorate and passed the preliminary examination, but when he was notified to participate in the duplex, he sent an email to tell Shen Qingyi that he had also passed the interview of a medical school in the imperial capital, and people did not need the preliminary examination, and directly applied for the interview after the assessment, and he had been interviewed.
Shen Qingyi suppressed his temper, read the email, forwarded the email to Zhou Mo, and asked Zhou Mo to write a word of blessing on his behalf.
The tutor is also a human being, and he was pigeoned by the student, how can he not be angry, but he is angry, and he still has to reply a few words with grace and good luck for you.
Shen Qingyi felt angry and couldn't say anything, so he could only ask Zhou Mo to write a few sentences on his behalf.
Zhou Mo also felt that it was a pity that the atmosphere of Shen Qingyi's group was not ordinarily good, and looking at the whole country, such mentors were rare.
Most of the current tutors have deteriorated, and the news of students jumping off the building abounds, and I can probably estimate what the atmosphere is in the current academic circle.
The Mentor is no longer a Mentor, but a Boss.
Students are no longer students, but cheap labor.
The tutor is engaged in a side hustle, opening a company and others to engage in PY transactions, and the private work, company affairs, and trivial matters of life are all handed over to the students.
As a result, squeezing and PUA abound, and graduation is not given, because once the student graduates and leaves, there is no one to do the teacher's work.
Students do these jobs, and they don't have a labor contract and don't have to pay a salary, what a perfect "slave".
Before, the junior sister of Fallot tetralogy that Zhou Mo helped was.
Her tutor Gan Liyan is a well-known PUA tutor in the college, letting that student do private work, and always loves yin and yang, oppressing, suppressing, and sneering.
The school sister originally had tetralogy of Fallot, and Gan Liyan made such a fuss, the school sister was sick, and the person was almost gone.
It doesn't matter how the students are being treated by the PUA Academy, but as long as it involves human life, the college will be instigated, and the school leaders will run to condolences one by one, saying that they will solve the difficulties for her.
In fact, I was afraid that if she said it, the college would lose its reputation, and the leaders above would not be able to save face.
Gan Liyan also realized the seriousness of the problem, and it was estimated that she was also interviewed by the college, and when she graduated, she quickly signed the student's thesis and review opinions, and she didn't dare to get stuck at all.
"Senior sister, look at the large group of masters and doctors in our hospital, there are activities." Zhao Xiaoshuang reminded.
Zhou Mo boarded WeChat and took a brief look at the table tennis and badminton competitions organized by the graduate student union of the college.
"Not interested."
"The first prize has a prize of 1,000 yuan."
"That's not interesting."
Zhao Xiaoshuang saw that Zhou Mo was not in high spirits, and asked, "Is it because of those people in the West Building?" ”
At that time, Zhou Mo worked as an assistant in the graduate office, responsible for statistical awards, and had an unpleasant quarrel with some people in the West Building.
This table tennis and badminton competition was organized by the Graduate Student Association, and many of the people in the Graduate Student Association were from the West Building.
The so-called graduate student union, like the undergraduate student union, is a student organization that "solves problems" for teachers but "opposes students".
"Senior sister, you have an unpleasant quarrel with those people in the West Building, is it because of Senior Sister Cheng Yuan?"
"Hmm." Zhou Mo asked: "You are well-informed enough." ”
When she helped Cheng Yuan, Zhao Xiaoshuang had not yet enrolled in school.
"I HEARD SENIOR BROTHER SUO SAY THAT THIS MATTER WAS QUITE BIG AT THAT TIME," ZHAO XIAOSHUANG ASKED: "CHATTING WITH MY CLASSMATES A FEW DAYS AGO, I HEARD THAT SENIOR SISTER CHENG YUAN WENT TO A BIOMEDICAL COMPANY CALLED ONEPAPER AFTER GRADUATION, AND IT SEEMS THAT SHE HAS RECENTLY LEFT HER JOB. ”
"She's leaving?" Zhou Mo was surprised, "Is it a physical reason?" ”
Zhao Xiaoshuang: "I don't know very well. Is her illness serious? ”
"Well," Zhou Mo said, "I heard her say that she had surgery when she was a child, but the best age for surgery for tetralogy of Fallot is about one year old, and she only did it when she was nine years old, and it was a palliative operation, which didn't seem to be very successful." ”
"The world is impermanent," Zhao Xiaoshuang sighed, "Senior Sister Cheng Yuan, I heard that she is very good." ”
"Yes, she gets a first-class scholarship every year, and her experimental skills are particularly solid, and she is one of the few people who can pass the statistics and experimental ability."
In these majors, they are basically either engaged in statistics or experiments, and there are very few of them.
Zhou Mo himself is purely engaged in statistics, mainly focusing on data processing, and experiments and the like are rarely involved.
"It is estimated that those people in the West Building are pink eye." Zhao Xiaoshuang said.
"The whole atmosphere in the West Building is like that," Zhou Mo has been there for three years.
From teachers to students, they are all patients with "pink eye", and the tutors of the same teaching and research department can tear their faces and break up unhappily in the office next door.
also brought the students under his hand together to squeeze each other.
The teachers formed gangs, and the students followed in line, and Zhou Mo didn't like the atmosphere over there very much.
Zhou Mo's previous mentor was a veteran in the academy, and his status was there, and professors younger than her did not dare to make mistakes, but Zhou Mo was quite passable.
Thinking like Cheng Kite, when encountering a mentor with average ability, bad personality, and poor character, it is basically equivalent to going to hell.
The group was suppressed by the teacher, and the classmates of other teachers were excluded outside the group.
It's sad to think about it.
Zhou Mo was only glad that he was lucky, he changed places when he was studying for a doctorate, and he didn't have to face the mess in the West Building.
Zhao Xiaoshuang: "Senior sister, if I were you, I would go to participate in this competition, you played table tennis so well, take the first one and come back, and be angry with them." ”
Zhou Mo: "How can I take the first place, the organizers of the event are them, which means that the referees are them, I will not be angry with them, I will only be angry with myself." ”
Zhao Xiaoshuang: "These people, no one cares about them?" ”
Zhou Mo smiled but did not speak.
The dean is from the teaching and research department over there in the West Building, how to manage?
Zhou Mo didn't answer and asked: "Xiao Zhao, do you think Director Shen wants to go to the First Courtyard of Dongda just because of the good treatment given there?" ”
Zhao Xiaoshuang was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand something.
"Yes, our academy is lifeless, all of them are gangsters, and there is serious internal friction."