Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Pei Xi took a deep breath, her hands were trembling, she raised her head, turned her phone to the page for identifying plagiarism, handed it to Minister Ren, and then looked at Yang Zhaolin: "You left the team because of her, I don't say anything, now she actually The core content of the obvious plagiarism, cousin, do you want me to bear it?"

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

They looked at each other for a while.

Blatant plagiarism?

What does it mean?

Yang Zhaolin also frowned. He stopped calling Meng Fu, looked at Pei Xi, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Duan Shenmin also paused.

"What do you mean?" Pei Xi took a deep breath, and stopped looking at Yang Zhaolin, "Go and see for yourself, how much of this paper is her own originality."

As soon as this sentence came out.

A group of professors at the scene looked at each other in blank dismay.

Pei Xi's paper made waves in November last year, but not many people studied it, because a few steps were very obscure, and the results were somewhat Schrödinger-like.

On the one hand, Minister Ren was still scrolling down bit by bit.

The more you turn, the less smiles you have on your face.

Looking at Minister Ren's expression, Yang Zhaolin couldn't help but frown.

He began to recall Pei Xi's thesis. It has been several months since Pei Xi's thesis. During this period, all the theorems deduced by her were used in the laboratory. Yang Zhaolin could not remember the specific content of Pei Xi.

The main reason is that Pei Xi's writing was too succinct and Yang Zhaolin couldn't see anything.

He glanced at Pei Xi, then called Meng Fu, the phone was connected, he calmed down, and told Meng Fu about the SCI paper, "Your paper is going to be used as the cover over there."

Meng Fu responded. She was eating, and she reacted calmly when she heard the cover: "That's it, then take it."

It seems to be discussing what the weather is like today.

"Well," Yang Zhaolin asked: "Cousin, is this paper your original work?"

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

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

Looking at Yang Zhaolin's expression, Pei Xi couldn't hold back, and curled her lips mockingly: "Cousin, don't you know the paper I wrote last year? I applied for the algorithm patent, and there are a total of nine main formulas on her." , five of them are similar to mine, you still don’t understand? That’s right, you have to give her credit for applying for the cover of an SCI paper, who will admit plagiarism?”

Yang Zhaolin frowned.

He was different from others, he knew that Meng Fu was under Dean Li's subordinates, and he didn't believe that Meng Fu would lie about it.

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

Pei Xi had someone do a professional appraisal, and the analysis of several mathematical formulas was very clear.

It's 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. Instead of talking to Yang Zhaolin, he picked up the phone again and made a call.

It was the editor-in-chief of the SCI paper, "Yes, I have some problems with that paper manuscript, and I want to withdraw it... Okay, thank you."

Minister Ren's voice spread in the box, and many people heard it.

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

Otherwise, the dignified Ren family would not entertain a newcomer here, and spend time and energy paving the way for her to find the editor-in-chief of the SCI paper.

Right now, he didn't answer Yang Zhaolin, nor did he answer Pei Xi.

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

In academia, plagiarism is really shameless, especially for scientific research.

If Meng Fu had said the quotations openly and aboveboard, then the Minister would not have had so many troubles.

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

The document "Plagiarism Analysis" clearly stated whether Meng Fu had it, and Minister Ren could see it very 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 speaking, Minister Ren turned around and was about to leave.

But Yang Zhaolin felt a "thump" in his heart when he heard it.

He naturally believed that Meng Fu hadn't plagiarized, but if this happened today, the matter of Meng Fu's plagiarism would not be cleared away, and it would be small if it turned into a black spot, which would affect her voice, and even...

Seriously, she couldn't even keep her status as a researcher at Dean Li's place.

He didn't want Meng Fu to be called a "plagiarist" because of himself.

"Minister Ren, I believe my cousin didn't plagiarize." Yang Zhaolin's mind was spinning very fast. He stopped Minister Ren and said, "I hope you can find out."

Minister Ren did not expect such a thing to happen tonight.

He didn't want to deal with it anymore.

He looked into Yang Zhaolin's burning eyes, and asked, "Have you read Pei Xi's paper?"

Minister Ren said a word and left here directly.

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

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

Pei Xi sneered, took the phone and followed Minister Ren to leave.

**

But Yang Zhaolin lowered his head, took out his cell phone, found out the call history, turned to Meng Fu's cell phone, but didn't dial it, thought for a while, and called Dean Li.

He really believed Meng Fu's words.

I also felt that Meng Fu would not plagiarize.

But he and Meng Fu confronted the former minister, and they couldn't solve this matter at all.

"Xiao Yang?" Dean Li is still in his laboratory, and was very surprised when he received a call from Yang Zhaolin, "What can you do with me?"

Yang Zhaolin also knew that Dean Li and Meng Fu had a lot of trust in the past two days.

Otherwise, for a character like Dean Li, it would be fine to invite a 20-year-old girl to do the experiment, and give her the status of an official researcher.

Yang Zhaolin told Dean Li about the whole incident.

Mainly nuclear submarines, papers, plagiarism.

"She solved the algorithm for the nuclear submarine department?" Dean Li's focus was obviously a bit weird, he paused, a little inconceivable, "How did you convince her?"

Yang Zhaolin originally thought that Dean Li was asking about plagiarism.

Unexpectedly, his first reaction was this.

He froze for a moment, then thought about it, not sure: "I didn't persuade her much, so... Duan Duan gave her a reward?"

Dean Li: "..."

There was a slight silence on his side, and it took about a few seconds before he remembered the paper, "You said that SCI papers want to publish her paper, and choose the cover?"

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

"Have you got it back?" Dean Li paused.

"He suspects that there is something wrong with Ah Fu's thesis..."

"Oh," Dean Li said calmly, "Okay, you can send me her thesis."

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

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

Yang Zhaolin leaned on the back of the chair, put his hands on the steering wheel, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Then he quickly sent the thesis written by Meng Fu to Dean Li for reading.

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 plus algorithm.

It is a small point.

Dean Li carefully studied Meng Fu's previous papers to Galton many times. Now that Yang Zhaolin sent it, he can recognize it very clearly. This is what Meng Fu wrote by the way when he proved the problem argument.

Plagiarism?

Dean Li raised his eyebrows. He took his mobile phone and made an overseas call.

There was a time difference at home and abroad, and the phone was answered quickly during the normal working hours. "Dean Li? You have something to do with me."

"I have a paper here, which you were interested in before." Dean Li leaned against the back of the chair, holding the phone in one hand and the paper in the other, and reported Meng Fu's title in an unhurried tone.

They obviously had a deep impression of Meng Fu's thesis, and they knew which thesis it was from as soon as they heard it.

The editor-in-chief responded immediately: "That's it, but they said that there was a problem with the paper, and the author's information was not collected completely."

"I've sent the author's information to your mailbox, and I can put this paper wherever it should be placed." Dean Li said lightly.

The editor-in-chief quickly agreed.

After finally receiving a paper with no problems in quality and logic, he was naturally happy.

Fearing that Dean Li would regret it, he directly asked someone to post the content plan for this issue.

Here, Dean Li hung up the phone.

Print out this paper by Meng Fu, and then print out Meng Fu's previous paper on a thick set of puzzles. After thinking about it later, he asked an assistant to print out Pei Xi's paper.

In Meng Fu's thesis, the ellipse set and the problem set should be considered together.

His collection of puzzles was written in September, and the ellipse is just a branch of it. When she was studying the puzzle, she mentioned the ellipse a little bit, but the process was brief.

There is a difficult machine paper first, and then I look at the detailed process she wrote later when calculating the variance for the nuclear submarine, and I don’t feel peacekeeping at all.

However--

Pei Xi's is different. Dean Li was not very interested in Pei Xi before, and he didn't read her thesis. Now that he took it out to take a look, he could feel that it was not very smooth.

Even some steps are particularly vague.

Seeing this, Dean Li put down the two documents. At first, when Yang Zhaolin called him, he thought it was a coincidence, but now...

Dean Li thinks that plagiarism is really possible.

He turned on his phone and sent a message to Yang Zhaolin——

[What's the relationship between Pei Xi and Meng Fu? 】

Holding the phone, Yang Zhaolin explained it respectfully.

When Dean Li received the news, he fell into deep thought. Then what he thought...may still be true.

Dean Li knocked on the table, and replied to Yang Zhaolin: [Don't worry, she didn't copy. 】

**

the next day.

Pei Xi went home and took a nap, and her father said that her mother's condition had deteriorated again.

She went to the hospital to see Yang Baoyi. Yang Baoyi took a sedative but was still awake. She glanced casually and listened to the nurse beside her telling her about Yang Baoyi's condition.

Pei Xi listened casually. She had to go to the research institute later, and was going to leave after the nurse finished speaking.

If you feel bored at this time, use your mobile phone to scan the news.

Naturally, she doesn't read entertainment news, all she reads is science and technology research news, and the app is also a foreign software that circumvents the wall. Among the massive news, a news that has just been released not long ago caught her attention.

Pei Xi blinked, then slowly moved her fingers to bring back the news just now.

That is the journal for SCI papers.

What is released is the core content and cover of the next SCI paper.

Pei Xi saw Meng Fu's paper on it.

The smile on her face disappeared instantly.

Minister Ren believed in Pei Xi, and she knew it herself. Minister Ren withdrew Meng Fu's paper last night. Why is the paper now on the front page of the SCI journal?

Pei Xi's fingers holding the phone turned white.

Yang Baoyi hadn't finished her physical examination yet, but Pei Xi couldn't wait any longer, she took her mobile phone and dialed Yang Zhaolin, "I didn't want to worry about what happened last night, can't you just leave after getting the meritorious service? Are you proud to publish the paper on the cover of SCI again? I’m afraid that others won’t know how Meng Fu’s paper was written?”

On the other side of the phone, Yang Zhaolin, who had just gotten up and received a call from Pei Xi, suddenly woke up when he heard this sentence.

However, Pei Xi hung up the phone after only one sentence.

Yang Zhaolin frowned.

SCI papers?

What happened?

He hurriedly took his coat and went outside. By coincidence, Duan Shenmin sent a message to Yang Zhaolin, telling him to go to Minister Ren's office as soon as possible, and also asked Meng Fu to go too.

Yang Zhaolin hadn't had breakfast yet, and he didn't know anything about it, so he called Meng Fu right away.

The call was answered quickly this time.

On the other side of the phone, Meng Fu was still eating. Jiang Xinchen came back yesterday, but within two days, his eyes became sharper.

"Cousin?" Meng Fu held the chopsticks in one hand and the phone in the other, speaking slowly.

She has always spoken like this, her voice is a little cold, but the ending is always slightly lazy.

When speaking, it seems to soothe the hostility in people's hearts.

Always calms down quickly.

Yang Zhaolin was originally very angry, and his chest seemed to be blocked, but now he heard Meng Fu's voice, his anger gradually calmed down, and even his voice was much gentler, "Ah Fu, do you have time to come out now? "

Meng Fu took a piece of food with his chopsticks, raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Now?"

Opposite her, Su Cheng lightly raised his head and glanced at her.

"Well," Yang Zhaolin followed Minister Ren out with deep eyes, "there is a problem with the thesis."

Meng Fu said "Oh", she hadn't received Duan Shenmin's money yet, and she wasn't very interested, "Okay, I'll be right over."

Yang Zhaolin sat in the driver's seat, "I'll send you the address."

She hung up the phone, put the phone aside casually, and after eating her last bite of food, she received Yang Zhaolin's address, which was an office of the research institute.

"Going out?" Su Cheng had almost eaten, he put down his chopsticks, took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands slowly.

Jiang Xinchen seemed to be very hungry these two days, and he didn't lift his head while eating.

He didn't raise his head until Meng Fu said he was leaving.

"Go and get a thesis." Meng Fu opened the chair and stood up, and went to get his coat, "I'll ask Su Di to take me there, and you take Xinchen to sign the real estate certificate, and he's going to sign up today."

Time is tight.

Hearing this, Su Cheng raised his eyebrows, his clear eyebrows were calm, and his tone was calm: "Okay."

**

Minister Ren's studio is very large.

With more than a dozen professors coming in together, the whole studio will not feel crowded.

Dr. Wu and others are there.

Yang Zhaolin and Duan Shenmin arrived almost at the same time, they looked at each other, and then walked into the office, Yang Zhaolin glanced at the office calmly, his whole person was still gentle and refined.

Pei Xi was sitting on the chair on the left, looking down at her phone, so that no one could see the expression on her face.

Minister Ren was on the phone with someone, and seemed very irritable.

The atmosphere of the whole studio is very strange.

Duan Shenmin paused, then lowered his head, and asked Pei Xi in a low voice, "Xixi, what's wrong?"

Yang Zhaolin also looked at Pei Xi.

Pei Xi raised her head, glanced at the two of them, ignored Yang Zhaolin, focused her gaze on Duan Shenmin, and said calmly: "The content of the SCI journal's game of chess has come out, and her paper is the cover."

"Didn't the appointment as minister be canceled last night?" Duan Shenmin paused.

Pei Xi smiled silently, and glanced at Yang Zhaolin, "Who knows?"

After finishing speaking, don't say any more words.

**

When Meng Fu came, there were at least ten people in the studio.

Wearing a mask and a hat, she politely knocked on the door.

"Ah Fu!" Seeing her, Yang Zhaolin turned sideways and beckoned her to come over.

Meng Fu took off his hat, pulled off his mask again, and waved casually at Yang Zhaolin. Then, without looking at anyone, he was the first to lock on Duan Shenmin, and reminded Duan Shenmin unhurriedly: "Captain Duan, have you paid for your hard work this time?" beat."

Duan Shenmin was still thinking about the SCI paper, but when he heard Meng Fu's voice, he was taken aback.

Looking up at Meng Fu's face, it took a while to react, and apologized: "Sorry, I forgot."

With the mask hooked in his hand, Meng Fu was easy to talk, "It's easy to talk."

Beside Duan Shenmin, Pei Xi sneered.

Yang Zhaolin ignored her and just wanted to introduce Meng Fu, "That's Minister Ren."

appoint?

Meng Fu greeted politely, "Hello."

Minister Ren finally finished making the phone call. He focused on Meng Fu and was taken aback by her overly pretty face before he asked, "Did you do this?"

For a moment, everyone in the studio looked at Meng Fu.

"What?" Meng Fu raised his eyebrows.

Minister Ren changed a slide, which was exactly the preview in the SCI journal.

Looking at the slide, Meng Fu didn't seem surprised that his own paper was used on the cover of the SCI journal. He just rested his chin on his hand, "This cover is not bad."

She evaluates.

It is much better aesthetically than those straight men and straight women.

"I'm not asking about your content." Minister Ren narrowed his eyes. "Don't you have anything to say to Pei Xi? Look at the place where you bumped into Pei Xi's thesis, and you still want me to apply for a thesis and meritorious service? You Do not explain."

Meng Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, but didn't react much.

Minister Ren didn't want to watch her continue to perform, so he reached out and pressed the remote control, and the slides changed instantly.

It became a comparison chart between Meng Fu's thesis and Pei Xi's thesis.

Looking at the comparison chart, Meng Fu was also shocked when he looked at the 54% comparison.

Pei Xi saw Meng Fu's astonishment. She supported the table with her hands, and the sarcasm in her eyes was obvious: "Didn't you dismiss SCI papers? Minister Ren just told the editor-in-chief that he would withdraw your paper, and you couldn't help it." ?”

"No." Meng Fu looked at the comparison chart, then smiled, stretched out his hand and dragged out a chair, and sat on the chair with his whole body. "Do you suspect that I plagiarized Pei Xi's thesis?"

Pei Xi corrected Meng Fu, "It's not suspicion."

Minister Ren looked at Meng Fu, but didn't speak.

In the studio, the professors who knew about this incident last night were all there, and they couldn't help but look at Meng Fu, frowning.

These people hate this kind of academic fraud.

Meng Fu casually played with the phone, resting his chin on one hand, looking at the thesis, "I just bumped into my thoughts."

"It's so obvious every time the idea hits?" Pei Xi stretched out her hand and pointed to her head, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

So much in academia already constitutes plagiarism.

"I will send this analysis report to SCI journals." Pei Xi no longer cared about Meng Fu, and only looked at Minister Ren. "I wrote this paper in October last year. I won the award in early November and applied for it in December." I got a patent, cousin, can you prove it to me? In early October, when you took me to my grandma’s house, I showed it to you, and I started researching this topic that day.”

Hearing Pei Xi's words, Yang Zhaolin also opened his mouth, "Pei..."

When Pei Xi said so, Yang Zhaolin knew that she would not take it lightly, and wanted to investigate this matter to the end.

"Meng Fu, you should first contact SCI to withdraw the paper," Minister Ren didn't want to hear anymore, "I called them, but they didn't withdraw."

"I won't withdraw." Meng Fu raised his eyelids and looked at Duan Shenmin: "That's why you won't send me money?"

I went to find Duan Shenmin again.

Pei Xi stood up abruptly and walked straight out the door.

Yang Zhaolin grabbed Pei Xi's hand, "What are you doing?"

Pei Xi broke free and sneered, "Report to SCI."

The SCI will definitely be made public. Once it is made public, Meng Fu's reputation will be really bad. Even if it is cleared up in the future, other people will have preconceived ideas.

Pei Xi turned around and continued to walk out the door.

"Wait," Meng Fu was finally willing to read the slide seriously. She glanced at it and saw the connection between her and Pei Xi's formula, "You wrote it in October?"

"That's right," Pei Xi stopped, she stood at the door, looked at Yang Lai, with a half-smile: "Cousin, you don't want to give false testimony, do you?"

Meng Fu withdrew his gaze, one hand was still operating the phone, and the fingertips of the other hand were tapping on the table, "There is indeed a connection between these two papers."

Yang Zhaolin was taken aback for a moment, and he suddenly looked at Meng Fu.

Pei Xi seemed to have expected this a long time ago, with a mocking expression on his face.

Minister Ren didn't have time to argue with Meng Fu, "Over there, you can cancel the SCI papers yourself..."

"So, if you think you wrote it before me, I just copied you." Meng Fu put away the phone, she turned sideways, looked at Pei Xi, and asked softly, "I wrote it before you?"

Pei Xi was taken aback.

She didn't know what she thought of, but suddenly her pupils shrank and she glanced at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu didn't look at her at all.

Just pressed the phone.

The slide behind Minister Ren changed in an instant. The plagiarized slide was replaced by Meng Fu's WeChat.

Meng Fu was talking to someone via video.

The video was quickly connected.

"What's the matter?" The voice over there was not very neat, and the Chinese was not very good.

"Teacher, can you give me your chat records from September, the equation of the infinite solution of the ellipse." Meng Fu leaned back in his chair and said lightly.

Galton had just fallen asleep, and his voice was a little dry, but he was not angry because the other party was an apprentice he had finally found.

After hearing her words, he paused, then searched the Internet, found the chat records, and clicked on a few pictures of Meng Fu's infinite solution.

Take a screenshot and send it to Meng Fu.

Meng Fu minimized the video and clicked on the screenshot he sent to himself.

The first is a screenshot of the overall time.

Can see the time on WeChat——

9.19.

Meng Fu clicked on the small picture again, it was a manuscript written by her.

Everyone here knows that what Pei Xi told others just now started in October.

After flipping through, Meng Fu cut off the slide link, turned his gaze to Pei Xi again, and asked, "Do you know why your third formula is so vague?"

Duan Shenmin and Yang Zhaolin glanced at each other, but didn't understand.

Naturally, Pei Xi didn't quite understand.

Meng Fu looked at Pei Xi, didn't move away, and just said lightly: "Because E and E' have an orthogonal projection, it has a convergent subsequence, you don't know, so you don't understand the third formula, you can only blur it Write it down, and you can't figure out the covariance."

The studio is still in a state of silence.

Those who are less knowledgeable may not understand much.

After all, Meng Fu has always been like this, speaking briefly, and those who can keep up with her thoughts are at least Meng Xunjin Zhiyuan's level of brain.

But Dr. Wu, who had carefully studied the thesis of the two, immediately became clear. Dr. Wu immediately took a piece of paper, re-wrote a line of formula on the paper, and started to calculate.

"This idea is right, no wonder I always felt that there was a problem before!" Dr. Wu said pleasantly.

Following Dr. Wu's words, the office fell into silence again.

Meng Fu withdrew his gaze. She was holding the mobile phone. From the beginning to the end, she was calm and composed, and only said to Galton over there: "Teacher, someone stole my thesis."

**

This chapter can barely be regarded as three chapters. I wanted to finish writing this plot, so I wrote it from October to November...

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