Yu Feng's paper is concise and impeccable in appearance, but the content is quite boring. This is a bit like her. She looks very beautiful from a distance, and her mentality of eagerness for quick success and instant benefits will make people shatter their imaginations.

After reading it for a few minutes, Yang Rui couldn't read it anymore. He bounced the paper and said politely: "If I were asked to review the manuscript, you would not be able to pass this article."

"How should I change it?" Yu Feng of course knew that her paper could not be approved. She had submitted several submissions, and she could not publish it from national journals to provincial journals. She came to her door because Yang Rui carefully revised Yao Yue's paper.

Yang Rui didn't know the cause and effect, but it was impossible for him to modify it for Yao Yue, so he just smiled and said, "For these two papers, it's better to rewrite it than to modify it. Personally, you can start over."

"The second article is rewritten." Yu Feng made a pitiful expression and said, "If you write another article, which direction should you write?"

"It's a little deeper." Yang Rui put the paper on the table and pointed: "The experiment you did is too simple, and the words are useless. The results of the analysis have no guiding significance..."

Yu Feng couldn't listen: "You want to say nothing is useless."

"The text is pretty good." Yang Rui stretched and said, "Rewrite it."

As he said that, Yang Rui stood up and took a look at seeing off the guests.

Yu Feng's face looked a little bad, and he said with a brilliance: "You have revised the articles for Yao Yue, and help me see what's the matter?"

"Yao Yue helped me."

"I can help too." Yu Feng rolled up his sleeves and chuckled twice in an instant, making the atmosphere much lighter.

Yang Rui was not affected by her emotions and spread her hands and said, "It's too late, you're fine now."

Of course, it’s not that there is nothing to do. The laboratories are just small factories. The more workers, the higher the productivity. If workers don’t have money, of course, the more they are, the better.

However, Yu Feng showed too strong offensiveness, so it was not pleasing to ask Yang Rui to modify the paper for granted. He rejected Yu Feng because of the idea of ​​rushing to trouble.

Yu Feng's personality was not easily discouraged, and his eyes turned, and he said, "If I can help you, can you help me revise the paper?"

"That depends on what's going on."

"Don't you want to teach a lesson for a few students? I'll help you." Yu Feng looked in the direction where Cao Baoming left.

Yang Rui asked with a "Oh" and said, "How do you help?"

"Don't worry, I have a way. I'll find a name for you to deal with them. You can change a paper that can be published for me and you need to be published in a national journal." Yu Feng actually hadn't thought about it yet, so he wanted to get a paper first.

Yang Rui laughed out loud: "Papers published in national journals are not that cheap. We children are just fighting, so we change the paper. Xibao Middle School does not have to produce hundreds of papers a year."

Yu Feng blushed: "Then you offer the offer."

Yang Rui curled his lips and said, "You go and do it first. If I am satisfied, I will give you a new research direction. If I am not satisfied, you can go home by yourself and don't wander in front of me."

"What should I do after I have a research direction? What should I do later?" Yu Feng was obviously not satisfied with this answer.

"I'll talk about it later." Yang Rui almost said whether he loves or not.

Yu Feng wanted to make a look, but she still didn't do it. She put away her paper and said, "Don't be slouching."

"No." Yang Rui smiled faintly, not taking Yu Feng's obedience seriously.

Yu Feng sighed inwardly and went out. She knew better than Yang Rui's difficulty in writing a paper. The two articles she has found several teachers before finally carving them out.

Unfortunately, the teachers she can call are not very good. The experts and professors who are capable of publishing papers one by one are so busy that they don’t care about her at all. If they are willing to pay attention to her, their own papers may not be able to be published.

Yu Feng’s so-called careful crafting, except for the true crafting of the text and article structure, the barren content can be seen at a glance.

Although Yang Rui is young, his papers are extremely important, and with Yao Yue's examples in front of him, Yu Feng can only put his hope on him.

It is also very important to have a good research direction. The academic community pays attention to hot issues. For example, scientists in the 19th century were studying how to obtain elemental elements and follow the trend. Even if they cannot obtain elemental elements, they can get familiar with them by using some scraps. It is even less difficult to publish papers. But if anyone must study compounds at this time, then no one will pay attention to them. Celebrities who study elemental elements do not care about compounds, and celebrities represent the public in the scientific community.

However, hot topics are hot topics, and how to get into hot topics is very skillful. Yu Feng's previous two papers are both vulgar and popular topics. It's not that she doesn't want to get involved in hot topics, but that she doesn't even understand hot topics, so how can she write thought-provoking papers.

Yang Rui's promise has not yet met Yu Feng's expectations, but now she knows that this is the best condition she can get, and it is hard to say anything else.

Yang Rui watched her leave, touched her chin for a while, picked up a journal that she had not finished reading, and started reading while roasting the fire.

After a while, the smell of roasted potatoes wafted out of the stove. Yang Rui found the cotton gloves, turned on the oven, took out a potato, and let the rest stay in the oven. Then he took out a plate of ribs from the wooden cabinet outside the window, flipped it over, and stuffed it into the stove.

The ancient stove oven is different from the electric oven. It has a lower temperature and a more even baked one. Yang Rui likes to roast it, and it will always have a special fragrance.

The beef roasted in the oven is also more flavorful. Unfortunately, there is very little beef in China and the slaughtering method is different. It is not easy to get meat suitable for grilled steak. In contrast, with Xibao Meat Union Factory, Yang Rui can always find suitable pork ribs, which are small ribs in the usual sense. The selected rib meat should be fat and thin, like pork belly, but it will not have as many as five layers.

With the current breeding conditions in China, if you want to raise small ribs with flowers in the local pigs, you not only have to feed them carefully and carefully for a whole year, but also have to have the talent to gain weight.

Fortunately, Xibao Meat Union Factory slaughtered thousands of pigs in a month, so it was relatively easy to choose a suitable pot of pork ribs. Yang Rui found a young man from a large courtyard and took out two pieces of great unity, which was enough for half a month's ribs.

On the contrary, seasonings are relatively scarce. Apart from salt, pepper, pepper, etc., you don’t have as much as you want. It is basically unlikely to pour as much as you want in later generations.

Yang Rui smelled the scent that had not yet floated, put away his saliva, and continued to eat potatoes to satisfy his cravings.

The meat steak needs to be marinated before it can be tasted, and it is not so easy to divide and prepare. Yang Rui doesn’t have time to make such a good thing every day. He is going to use it as dinner for such a good thing.

Or lunch and dinner are also good, the time between lunch and dinner is second only to the hungry night without late-night snacks.

After eating all the potatoes slowly, the meat steak finally exuded a real fragrance.

Yang Rui took a deep breath and felt that the papers had become fragrant, and the noise outside became insignificant.

Until Huang Ren crashed into the dormitory: "The fight started."

Huang Ren yelled panting as he entered the door, and then said, "Cao Baoming and the others fought with Li Tieqiang and were in the cafeteria."

"For what?" Yang Rui was not surprised. Conflicts would happen at any time. Even when nothing happened, students would hit them. The most uncontrollable impulse for teenagers was the pleasure of fists, not to mention that the current Xibao Middle School was full of uneasiness.

Huang Ren shook his head and said, "It's not that it's very clear, but when the food is different, they don't have any subsidies for a few people. Our Ruixue Group has subsidies, so we snatched it up."

"Are our people at a disadvantage?"

"No. Cao Baoming and the others defeated two or three on the spot..."

As she was talking, Yu Feng knocked in and saw Huang Ren, but smiled and said, "How am I doing?"

"What did you do?"

"I just asked questions about food in the cafeteria. I heard you give subsidies to students?" Yu Feng said proudly: "What I am best at is conversation. Do you want to see the results?"

"You were in the cafeteria just now!" Huang Ren pointed at Yu Feng, not saying anything.

"Nonsense." Yu Feng rolled his eyes.

Huang Ren couldn't help but blushed, and then said quickly: "We have to go over some more people, there are more students in other classes than us."

"Then let's go." Yang Rui grabbed his clothes and locks and went out.

Yu Fengzhuan asked behind, "What should I do with my thesis?"

"Let's talk about it when you come back." Yang Rui said, turning a corner, then yelled at Hongrui's class, and called out all the boys who were studying.

Li Xuegong stood at the door, took apart the mop and the stool, and gave it to the students who were out. He lifted a stool leg and said to Yang Rui: "This seems to be our first collective activity."

Yang Rui was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "That seems to be."

"If we are in the study group next time, will we feel a little guilty?" Li Xuegong sighed, held his stool legs, and stepped onto the playground like a dead soldier.

Shao Gong's son Shao Liang and Li Xuegong went out, and took off Li Xuegong's stool in a few seconds. He threw it in front of Yang Rui twice, and said with a smile: "Don't listen to him, the study group also needs to do sports, isn't morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor?"

Yang Rui smiled bitterly and picked up another piece of stool leg and rushed towards the cafeteria.

Cao Baoming did not give everyone the opportunity to show his "sports spirit".

In fact, the small conflict ended shortly after Huang Ren left.

Several guys who said the wrong thing were excitedly stripped off their clothes by Cao Baoming and threw them into the canteen's rotten water bucket, and were not allowed to come out.

In the middle of the mountain, Xibao Middle School is as cold as snow. People will be exposed to cold water, let alone a disgusting bucket of soy water.

Many students lose their appetite when they see this scene, let alone resist.

When Yang Rui and others arrived, the students in the rotten water bucket were almost mentally broken.

"Will it be too much?" Huang Ren felt nauseous for a while and whispered.

Yang Rui patted Cao Baoming on the shoulder indifferently and said with a smile: "It's pretty good. If someone talks about it in the future, you can use this method to treat it. It has good painless and non-invasive effects."

Huang Ren was powerless for a moment: "Now, they have to tell the teacher first."

"All members of Hongrui class passed the pre-examination, and they felt jealous, which would affect our review progress... Do you guess who will suffer after complaining?" Yang Rui was quite clear about the school discipline under the baton of the college entrance examination.

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Chapter completed!