Pei Xi took a deep breath, her hands were trembling. She looked up and turned her phone to the page where the plagiarism was identified, handed it to Minister Ren, and then looked at Yang Zhaolin: "You left the team because I didn't say anything. Now she was shakingly plagiarizing the core content. Cousin, do you want me to endure it?"

When everyone at the scene was stunned when they heard Pei Xi's words.

For a moment, they looked at each other.

Bright plagiarism?

What does this mean?

Yang Zhaolin also frowned. He stopped the phone call he was about to call Meng Fu and looked at Pei Xi, with a heavy voice: "What do you mean?"

Duan Shenmin also paused.

"What does it mean?" Pei Xi took a deep breath and stopped looking at Yang Zhaolin. "You go and see how many of this paper are originally created by her."

As soon as this sentence came out.

A group of professors on the scene looked at each other in surprise.

Pei Xi's paper caused a stir in November last year, but not many people studied it, because there were a few obscure steps, and the results obtained were a little Schrödinger-like.

On the one hand, Minister Ren was still turning down little by little.

The more you turn your face, the fewer the smiles you will have.

Yang Zhaolin looked at Minister Ren's expression and frowned.

He began to recall Pei Xi's paper. It had been several months since Pei Xi's paper. During this period, the laboratory used the theorems she inferred. Yang Zhaolin didn't remember Pei Xi's specific content.

The main reason was that Pei Xi wrote it too concisely at that time, so Yang Zhaolin couldn't see anything.

He glanced at Pei Xi, then called Meng Fu. The phone was answered. He calmed down and told Meng Fu about the SCI paper, "You have to use your paper as the cover there."

Meng Fu responded, she was having a meal, and when she heard the cover, she responded calmly: "That's it, then you take it."

It seems to be discussing the weather today.

"Well," Yang Zhaolin asked: "Cousin, is this paper original by you?"

"Yes, 100%." ​​Meng Fu raised his eyebrows on the other side of the phone.

Yang Zhaolin hung up the phone, turned to Pei Xi and said firmly: "She won't copy."

Looking at Yang Zhaolin's expression, Pei Xi couldn't help but cursed her lips and cursed her lips: "Cousin, don't you know the paper I wrote last year? I applied for the algorithm patent. There are only nine main formulas on her, five of which are similar to mine. Do you still understand? Yes, I have to apply for the cover of the SCI paper for her meritorious service. Who would admit that she copied it?"

Yang Zhaolin frowned.

He is different from others. He knows that Meng Fu is under Dean Li, and he doesn't believe that Meng Fu will lie about this.

He turned to Minister Ren and explained: "Minister Ren..."

The professional appraisal that Pei Xi asked someone to do was analyzed very clearly.

Not very long.

Minister Ren finished reading it in a short while.

He returned the phone to Pei Xi, and the smile on his face disappeared. He did not talk to Yang Zhaolin, but picked up his phone again and dialed a phone.

I called the editor-in-chief of SCI paper, "Yes, just that paper, I have some problems with it, and I need to revoke it... OK, thank you."

Minister Ren's voice spread in the private room and many people heard it.

Before this, everyone clearly realized that Minister Ren admired Meng Fu very much and wanted to win her over.

Otherwise, the Ren family would not have invited a newcomer here, and they would have spent time and energy to pave the way for her to find the editor-in-chief of the SCI paper.

At present, he did not answer Yang Zhaolin, nor did Pei Xi.

But the meaning of this sentence is very obvious, and he believed in Pei Xi.

In the academic world, plagiarism is indeed shameful, especially those engaged in scientific research.

If Meng Fu had quoted it openly, then Minister Ren would not have had so many things.

But many people heard Meng Fu's answer on Yang Zhaolin's phone, but she didn't.

Whether Meng Fu has any, the document "plagiarism analysis" is clearly stated, and Minister Ren can also see it clearly.

He hung up the phone, looked at Yang Zhaolin, paused for a moment, and his voice became much colder: "Don't send your cousin's information to me."

After saying that, Minister Ren turned around and was about to leave.

But Yang Zhaolin felt a "knock" in his heart when he heard this.

He naturally believed that Meng Fu did not copy it, but if this matter was the case today, Meng Fu's plagiarism would not be washed away. It would become a small black spot, which would affect her voice, or even...

Too serious, she couldn't even protect her identity as a researcher from Dean Li.

He didn't want Meng Fu to fall into the name of "plagiarism" because of himself.

"Minister Ren, I believe my cousin did not copy," Yang Zhaolin's heart moved very quickly. He stopped Minister Ren and spoke firmly, "I hope you can find out."

Minister Ren didn't expect that such a thing would happen tonight.

He didn't want to care about this anymore.

He looked at Yang Zhaolin's burning eyes and asked back: "Did you read Pei Xi's paper?"

Minister Ren said something and left here directly.

The other professors also looked at each other and left with Minister Ren.

Duan Shenmin looked at Yang Zhaolin and Pei Xi, not knowing what to say.

Pei Xi sneered and followed Minister Ren with his cell phone.

**

However, Yang Zhaolin lowered his head, took out his cell phone, found the call record, and flipped into Meng Fu's cell phone, but did not dial it out. After thinking about it, he called Dean Li.

He really believed Meng Fu's words.

I also think Meng Fu will not copy.

But he and Meng Fu could not solve this matter at all against the premier.

"Xiao Yang?" Dean Li is still in his own laboratory and received a call from Yang Zhaolin. He was very surprised, "Is there anything you have to do with me?"

Yang Zhaolin has also known that Dean Li and Meng Fu have a lot of trust in the past two days.

Otherwise, such a person as Dean Li, would have invited a 20-year-old girl to do the experiment, and would give her the identity of a formal researcher.

Yang Zhaolin told Dean Li about the whole story.

Mainly nuclear submarines, papers, and plagiarism.

"She gave the nuclear submarine solution algorithm?" Dean Li's focus was obviously a bit weird. He paused, a little incredible, "How did you convince her?"

Yang Zhaolin originally thought that Dean Li asked about the plagiarism incident.

Unexpectedly, his first reaction was this.

He was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while, not sure: "I didn't convince me, just... Columbus Duan gave her a reward?"

Dean Li: “…”

He was slightly silent, and it took him a few seconds before he remembered the paper, "Do you say that the SCI paper wants to publish her paper and choose the cover?"

"Well," Yang Zhaolin thought for a while, shook her head again, "but Minister Ren took her paper back."

"Take it back?" Dean Li paused for a moment.

"He suspected that A Fu's paper was problematic..."

"Oh," Dean Li said calmly, "Okay, send me her paper."

As for the "plagiarism" that Yang Zhaolin said, Dean Li seemed to have blocked these two words, and he never mentioned a single word from beginning to end.

Although he didn't mention it, Yang Zhaolin knew that Dean Li must have believed Meng Fu.

Yang Zhaolin leaned on the back of the chair, putting his hand on the steering wheel, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he quickly sent the paper written by Meng Fu to Dean Li to read.

On the other end of the phone, Dean Li was still in his office, and the incandescent lamp above his head cast a shadow on his entire face.

He clicked on the document Yang Zhaolin sent him and read it from beginning to end.

Theorem addition algorithm.

It's a small point.

President Li has carefully studied the paper that Meng Fu gave to Galton many times before. Now, he can naturally recognize the article posted by Yang Zhaolin very clearly. This is an argument that Meng Fu wrote when he first proved the problem.

Plagiarism?

Dean Li raised his eyebrows, and he took his cell phone and dialed a cross-border phone number out.

There is a time difference between home and abroad, and it is still in normal working hours there, and the phone answers are very quickly, "Director Li? You have something to ask me for."

"I have a paper here, you guys have a crush on it before." Dean Li leaned against the back of the chair, holding a mobile phone in one hand and a paper in the other, and his tone was slow, and he reported Meng Fu's title.

There is obviously a deep impression of Meng Fu's paper, and you will know which paper it is at the same time.
To be continued...