Chapter 10 Two Suspended Students

"Lao Fu, when did you learn to follow the relationship and hand the slip?" Dean Fu didn't wait for Dean Fu's answer, Cao Weimin, the director of academic affairs, symbolically knocked on the door twice, and strode forward.

Then he closed the door gently, and his voice was not loud, but it was full of energy, and there was a lot of anger in it.

"What kind of relationship can this be?" Dean Fu said this, but his expression and movements were slightly cramped. He was already in charge of the discipline work within the school party committee, and his style has always been tough.

If it weren't for the love of talent, I wouldn't have impulsively asked Director Cao about the change of major.

"I have no relatives with him, no reason, and no entanglement of interests, I sit up straight, what am I afraid of?" Dean Fu's move is indeed selfless, and this statement is not half false.

"Of course I know your Fu Deqing's character, but why do you want to give someone a handle at this juncture?" Director Cao took two steps forward, walked to Dean Fu's office desk, and lowered his voice by three points, "You don't know, in a few months, our school secretary will retire, and how many people will be staring at you!" ”

Professor Yang is currently the deputy secretary of the party committee of the university, and he is very old, and he is almost scheduled to retire in the autumn a few years ago, and he will enjoy retirement benefits according to his regular position.

Now, although in principle, Dean Fu is the most qualified successor, but compared to the other two contenders, he is obviously much younger, so many people feel that this matter is still uncertain.

There are so many high-level pits in colleges and universities, and if you want to go up, you often need to wait for your seniors to retire, Cao Weimin has known him for a long time, so he is naturally anxious for him at this moment.

"They're going to stare at it, and I'm afraid of them?" Dean Fu's stubborn temper came up again, "Rules are dead, people are alive." Aren't these just a few rules for changing majors just a few years ago? ”

"Do we want to train good students in our university, or do we just abide by those rules, and everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door, and everything is fine?" Dean Fu said as he spoke, remembering some of the past, and he was also a little angry, "Our school is a strong electrical school, and other majors have always tried their best to transfer to electrical. ”

"I can't transfer my freshman year, I can't transfer my sophomore year, I can't transfer my sophomore year, and I really can't transfer to graduate school. Those who have to finish reading will lose all their knowledge when they leave school. There are probably two kinds of questions that come to me, either they pretend to win my attention, or they simply come to intercede, saying that they want to change majors, and hope that I can give more points in my major courses! ”

"Nowadays, someone wants to transfer from the top major of our school, first, he does not occupy the quota that others want, and second, it means that he has indeed found the direction he is good at and is interested in."

Speaking of this, Dean Fu's slightly excited emotions just now gradually calmed down, "Actually, in the final analysis, that's what I actually asked. Even if our school is really open for him to choose, there may not be a major he wants to go to. ”

Hearing this, Director Cao didn't believe it, "What's the matter, according to what you mean, the small temple of Yanjing Electric Power can't accommodate his big Buddha?" How capable can he be as an undergraduate? ”

"It's not that he's so gifted or so intelligent." With Dean Fu's vision and insight, he has seen too many amazing and brilliant students in mathematics and science, not to mention anything else, these senior brothers and sisters in his same class, and even the little junior sister Han Ci who came to visit a while ago, all have a much stronger mathematical ability than Meng Fanqi.

"I've met a lot of gifted students, but many of them have been limited to what they know and are familiar with. They explore unknown areas without a vision and vision, blind people touch elephants, and cannot see the whole and systematic thing. It's often half the effort. ”

Dean Fu paused when he said this, and no longer continued to talk at length, but turned around and picked up the questions and contexts that he had sorted out on his table, "No matter how much I say, it's better for you to take a closer look yourself." ”

Director Cao has been in an administrative position for a long time, and he is a little rusty to see the derivation of these formulas. After a while, he sighed softly and said, "No wonder you praise him, it's hard to say what discipline it belongs to." It can be said that this is a very new field, and it may take another four or five years before there will be a mature discipline system and corresponding faculty in China. ”

Maybe it's true that he is too rigid, Director Cao's heart has this idea. Dean Fu asked a very good question in the past, whether our university is to cultivate outstanding students, and if so, such a thing must be done by oneself, and it is our duty to do it.

Seeing Director Cao's attitude change and his willingness to help, Dean Fu didn't know why he felt a sense of relief in his heart. Director Cao did not let go of his friendship and relationship with himself, but was touched by his academic achievements and insights.

This shows that my vision is still very good! He can make this old antique go against his own principles.

"Okay, you send me the details of this student, and I'll check it out for you. If it is convenient, contact him to see what institute he hopes to transfer to to be more convenient for him to carry out research. ”

"Go back, go back, and send it to your phone right away." Dean Fu laughed, pulled Director Cao out with one hand, and patted his back fiercely with the other.

Within a minute of sending people out, he turned out Meng Fanqi's student information that he had written down in the later exchange. The editor's good news was sent to Director Cao.

There are many dreams at night, and it is better to finalize this matter earlier.

But I didn't expect that not long after, Director Cao had already replied, "The student has already gone through the procedures for suspension last week and is taking a year off." ”

"Take a leave of absence?" Dean Fu was stunned, isn't this kid still asking himself questions at school today, what is the situation?

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At this moment, Meng Fanqi was walking on the way to the campus express center with another person who had just taken a leave of absence.

In his previous life, Tang Juan took a leave of absence from Yanjing Electric Power and then went overseas, but now under the influence of Meng Fanqi, the suspension of school is much earlier.

Presumably, Meng Fanqi found something to do, which touched him a lot.

According to the original course, he should have enrolled in a British school after 14 years of twists and turns. Meng Fanqi saw that he had nothing to do, so he pulled him to prepare for the competition together, so that he would not take some detours in the future.

The addition of Don Juan solved the problem of funding in advance, so that Meng Fanqi could start preparing a high-configuration computer in advance, so that many experiments that were originally inconvenient to do were no longer an obstacle.

After a while, the two took away the last batch of accessories for the DIY host, rushed to the south gate of the campus in large boxes and small boxes, and walked in the campus very eye-catching.

"If you want me to say that you kid is not very good at brain, you will send it to the rental house after you place an order! What kind of coolie am I doing here, my father? Meng Fanqi felt very sad and indignant, this kid belongs to the strange thing that can help others and make others angry.