There was a dead silence on the phone.

Old Yu and Tao Ran didn't speak, and both of them were a little red through the phone line.

Let us be civilized, with a flush complexion and a springy eyebrows.

Both of them have similar feelings. They have been doing all their lifelong learning and were killed instantly by the 18-year-old. You said you were 18 cm and I recognize you. After all, we are old... Are you going to make a fuss or make trouble at the age of 18? Nezha?

"It was indeed written by three tutors?" Yu Laozhei asked again with unyielding heart. The psychological shadow this time was a bit large, and he didn't want to ask for it.

On the other side of the phone, Tao Ran's heart was also upside down, and said mutely: "Yes... and it's the chief writer of the mentor Qin..."

"Good boy!" After a few minutes, Old Yu finally recovered a little. He smiled bitterly with relief: "Good things, good things..."

"Congratulations to No. 1 Xiuda, these three mentors will definitely be the pillars of SRC in the future!"

Tao Ran choked when he heard this.

No... Mr. Yu, you are a little unauthentic now...

Why is it classified as SRC? Are there a lot of steps you omitted?

This person has not left the job. Even if he leaves, you will be the first student. Okay, yes, you can fight with the two principals, but... we don't want to let go...

They are all places for learning, so why is the heart of scholars so dirty...

Not daring to say that, pretending not to hear this topic, Tao Ran coughed lightly and asked, "Old Yu, this paper...you see..."

"This paper definitely has the potential to win the top ten papers of the year." Before he could finish his words, Academician Yu said firmly: "I know that the First Cultival Master is now very popular, and there are so many eyes staring at you. Only by truly taking out something can you suppress the mouth outside. Your luck is really good. At the most suitable time, the most suitable results have appeared."

"Wait for my news."

Daishan, Academician Yu hung up the phone after saying this. Looking at the traffic outside, he sighed sincerely: "It's really the Yangtze River's waves that push the previous waves... If you don't work harder, you won't be able to save the waves of the previous waves."

"You actually found the key to my subject, and I have received this love. Then... let's open the door after that."

He constrained his eyes and turned on Momo, found a number and clicked on the voice directly.

"Editor Yao. Are you there?"

If it is someone else, such as a contributor, the answer at this moment must be: "If you have something to say, be busy, send the manuscript to the submission box. Don't ask if you are there."

However, Momo was quiet for less than a second, and a expression of a handsome man immediately came out, a smiling yellow man. Editor-in-Chief Yao's voice immediately rang: "Hello, Academician Yu, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Is there anything I can help?"

Academician Yu was obviously much more rude, and he was polite and went straight to the point. He didn't ask if the other party was busy now: "Is the fourth edition decided next week?"

Because there is no need. He knows very well that no matter how busy the other party is, he will definitely say he is free.

Huh? Is my confidence still very sufficient? Is there no problem finding a sense of existence among others? Why did I just want to be autistic...

"It has been decided..." "Please remove it."

Editor-in-chief Yao: “…”

I saw what I didn’t have in my hands? Is the phone right?

I fell! This editor-in-chief didn't want to talk to you, and rolled his eyes at you.

As soon as he spoke, he was suspicious of life. After three seconds of silence, Editor-in-Chief Yao smiled and said, "Old Yu, is this... are you going to publish a paper?"

Without nonsense, a WPS file was sent directly. A voicemail was accompanied by: "This paper will be published in the newspaper next week and will be exclusively published. I have confirmed all the arguments and it is feasible. You are going to adjust the page."

Yanjing, the headquarters of Xiuxing Weekly, Editor-in-Chief Yao opened the document. If Academician Yu wanted to publish the paper, except for a few people, the others left the Tao and had nothing to say, and the unique version was uncontroversial. However, when he just glanced at the paper, he pushed his glasses in shock.

On the causes, development, and possibilities of Yin Ling.

First author: Qin Ye, the instructor of the First Practical Practice Department.

Second author: Su Feng, Lin Han, tutor of the First Practice Department of Practice.

"Not Academician Yu?" He was stunned: "Qin Ye? I haven't heard of his name before, the exclusive version? Academician Yu is supporting his apprentice? Is this too much, right?"

It’s not that he looks down on anyone. Academic things rely on time to accumulate, and no one has ever become famous in obscurity. Long-term experiments and meticulous writings. If a person does these two things, even if he doesn’t write a paper, he will have a little reputation in the world of practice. He will never have heard of them.

And Qin Ye, this name is so strange that it is terrible that it will be exclusive when it comes to it. Why?

With this curiosity, he looked carefully.

For a minute, his frowning brows had stretched out.

After three minutes, he gasped and grabbed his cell phone in his hand, his eyes fixedly.

For eight minutes, he couldn't help but stand up, slapped his hand on the table. He suddenly looked up at Academician Yu's chat box on his phone, then immediately lowered his head and looked down.

Fifteen minutes later, he gasped and put down his cell phone, shook his head gently nervously, and pointed his fingers at the desktop, and became silent.

Aftertaste.

A paper that makes people think of it... In just fifteen minutes, he seemed to be riding a roller coaster. His initial contempt, his eyes lit up after one minute, his caution after three minutes, and his intoxication after eight minutes, he was completely trapped in after fifteen minutes.

"What a sophisticated writing style...What a sharp evidence, sufficient arguments, novel arguments, experienced writing styles, and rigorous logic... Why have I never heard of such a person? Is this a novice? The first tutor of the first major? Not a professor?"

He finally opened his eyes, his eyelids twitched at his phone. It's so weird... I've been hiding the edge for ten years, and once I draw my sword? Is it so sharp?

"Academician Yu." He took several deep breaths and immediately said to his phone: "Which master is this? Or is it a closed disciple they never reveal? This way of writing, logical arrangement, and evidence of arguments for arguments are definitely not like a novice!"

Academician Yu suddenly fell silent.

The young man... is heartbreaking...

I also want to know where this monster is from. I just studied the topic in Daishan and was a quiet and handsome man, but I was conquered by this kid... Then the topic I have been studying for several years was also opened by him... You ask me? I'll hehe!

"How do you feel?" Jumping this topic wisely, Academician Yu started to talk about his skills and said.

how?

Editor-in-chief Yao did not speak immediately, and the various feelings of reading the paper just now emerged again.

If he was just surprised by sufficient arguments, novel arguments, so on, etc., then the feeling that the whole article gave him was shocked.

There was no doubt, no refutation mentality, from beginning to end. After reading it, he even felt: Ah...that should be, this is the truth.

However, this is a paper!

The so-called paper is about to be discussed! It is about to be discussed! It is not just a one-man show, or whatever the author says. It is about to make the major institutions in the world of cultivation controversy! He actually didn't have a controversial attitude after reading it?

It can only be said that the level is too high, and the arguments and arguments are so full that there is no flaw. Such papers are rare since the establishment of the Calendar Practice Weekly.

"Awesome." He sighed: "It's really amazing. This article... may cause earthquakes in the cultivation world. Those areas above the predation areas are likely to open a gap because of it. The level is flawless, and it is more than enough to be a unique version! Even... it is more exciting than the papers of some old doctors!"

"Okay, you can arrange it. Notify the school as soon as possible." Academician Yu finished speaking and hung up the correspondence.

Editor-in-chief Yao sat at the desk, looking at Academician Yu's dim avatar. He pondered for a moment, frowned, and for a long time, he sighed and picked up the phone on the table: "Dr. Luo."

"Ah...oh, hello, Editor-in-Chief Yao." On the other side of the phone, a proud voice rang out: "Is there anything wrong? Is my thesis arranged? I really bothered Editor-in-Chief Yao..."

Editor-in-Chief Yao pressed his temple and interrupted him directly: "That's right, there may be a heavy and exclusive article in the next issue, so your paper will probably be back."

A moment of silence.

After a few seconds, Dr. Luo said in disbelief: "How could it be... Editor-in-Chief Yao, didn't we agree? Why did it suddenly..."

"I meant to read it then. And it's just possible, what are you anxious about?" Editor-in-chief Yao crossed his legs and gently lit the table with his other hand: "Old Luo, everyone knows that sometimes without major papers, you must have other first-class papers on the Internet. The fourth edition cannot be empty. Since it is available now, it must be published... I will mark the three hundred spirit stones you sent onto your account. Be mentally prepared."

Before Dr. Luo could answer, he hung up the phone. For some reason, he picked up Qin Ye's paper and read it again.

Once, again, three times in a row. He finally let it go. He was silent for a few seconds, sighed with emotion, and then grabbed the phone without hesitation.

"Hey, hello, is it Principal Xu?"

Qin Ye didn't know all this. At this moment, he was celebrating the completion of the paper with Su Feng, Lin Han, and ten classmates.

We have overcome the great barrier of academic papers together, cultivated a firm revolutionary friendship, and endured it for twenty days, but now it seems that we have broken free from the shackles on our body and are light-hearted.

In the school bar, the atmosphere was already in full swing. Su Feng stood up with his cup red face and said, "Brothers, come on, everyone raises their glasses together, and toast us how we have been writing papers together!"

"Respect the papers!" "Respect the damn papers!" "Respect the papers I never want to see again!" "Respect all the brothers who leave their names on the papers!" "Thank you all the mentors for giving us this opportunity!"
Chapter completed!