Mage Joan

"Can't score?" Old Franklin looked at his old friend in surprise.

"Yes, I can't score." Mr. Tennyson nodded solemnly. "The value of Dr. Vinda's thesis has exceeded our highest scoring standard. If you ask me to score... I want to score 1,000!"

"Is it really that exaggerated?" The old man Franklin widened his eyes. "The reviewers may have different opinions. Scholars are still reserved at least."

"Hold your shit!" Mr. Tennyson sneered. "I'll just say it clearly. If the reviewers don't kneel down after reading this paper, it can only prove that their level is too low to be qualified to review this article."

The old man Franklin squeezed his eyes at Qiao Ann and said half-jokingly: "Boy, I'm sorry, I can only wrong you! Others' papers are rated 100 points because they are only 100 points, and your articles get 100 points. , But because the full score is only 100 points."

Mr. Tennyson nodded in sympathy, and suddenly had a whim.

"Maybe this is a good opportunity to prompt the Austrian Law Society to make major reforms!"

"How to reform?" Old Franklin asked.

"Either modify the academic scoring rules, increase the maximum score, or create a new journal with a higher impact factor than "Australian Research". What do you think?"

"Either way, I have no objection."

Qiao Ann pretended to have a well-behaved face in front of the two old seniors, but failed to sell cute, but instead caused the old man Franklin to roll his eyes.

"Can you have a fart opinion! Brat! Do you know, you are the kind of catfish that breaks the rules!"

"Huh? Me... catfish?"?~?

Qiao An felt aggrieved, and subconsciously touched the corners of his mouth, and imagined that he had two catfish-like beards... it seemed quite stylish?

"Whether it is changing the scoring rules or creating a new journal, you are the only beneficiary!"

"Looking at the entire academic circle, you are the only one whose papers are of high quality. I think the temple of Austrian Law Exploration is too small to support your own great god, and you are the only one, so academic reform will not be just for you. service?"

"This kind of forced reform is actually equivalent to setting up a scoring system for you alone and creating a special issue for you to publish papers. It doesn't matter to you. Some colleagues are afraid that the jealous eyes are about to bleed. I don't know how much. People pierce your villain privately!"

"Ah? Is it so serious?" Qiao An hurriedly poured a gulp of iced watermelon juice and was shocked. "Forget it, don't change it. I don't want to be an early bird and be targeted all day long."

"As soon as this paper was published, your kid immediately became a new benchmark in the academic circle. Even if you don't want to be tired of fame, you can't help it!" The old man Franklin pretended to have a deep face, which looked a bit scary.

"Then I don't publish this paper, is it okay?"

Just as Qiao An was about to retreat, he was stopped by Mr. Tennyson with a stern look.

"Old guy, don't scare young people! The academic circle is not your politics. How can there be so many red-eye diseases that can't be seen by others? Qiao'an's achievements will only win him the praise and sincere admiration of his peers, even if there are so few. A villain is just a loach in the pond, and he can't get over many waves!"

Mr. Tennyson scolded his cynical old friend first, then put on a face of a kind elder, comforting the young mage, don’t believe in the alarmist talk of the old man Franklin.

"Whether you modify the scoring system or create a new journal, although the motivation for the reform is yours, it will certainly benefit more scholars in the long run."

"You are right, I was so thinking too!"

Qiao An nodded repeatedly.

"Dr. Vader, there is actually one thing I always wanted to tell you, but I couldn't find the right opportunity."

Mr. Tennyson put away his smile and his expression became particularly serious.

"There have been several times before, our editor wrote to you, hoping you can serve as a reviewer, why do you always refuse?"

"Well..." Qiao An scratched his head with a guilty conscience, "I was worried that I would not be able to be fair and objective and give an impartial evaluation, so I declined."

"Old man, don't listen to this kid's nonsense, just listen to this silly polite remark, he doesn't think so in his heart!" Old man Franklin picked up the wine glass and sneered.

Qiao An was so angry that he kicked the old dean under the table, but it didn't work.

"Let me tell you, you ask Qiao An to review the manuscript, whether it is for the author of the paper or Qiao An himself, it is a torture comparable to torture."

"The quality of the vast majority of the papers you asked him to review, don't you know how to count them?"

"If you are a super genius like Qiao An, don't you feel irritable, your blood pressure soars, and feel that it is too hard to wipe your **** when you see that kind of leaky water injection article?"

"If Qiao An doesn’t tell the truth, the courtesy flattery is a waste of time for him, and it’s not good for the author of the paper. But if he tells the truth, it’s equivalent to asking Qiao An to help the author rewrite one. A paper, not to mention that he did not have the energy, is a heavy blow to the author of the paper, and it is likely to leave a psychological shadow and he will withdraw from the academic circle."

Finally, the old man Franklin smiled and concluded:

"The tradition of peer review only has the meaning of communication when the level of the author and the reviewer is not much different, and for an out-of-the-world freak like Qiao An, even if you give the full score of the "Australian Exploration" article He sees, it’s hard for him not to get bored, and you should stop torturing him with such trivial matters."

Mr. Tennyson frowned unhappily. Although he agreed with his old friend's opinion, he still thought that Qiao An needed to make some changes.

"My child, in terms of personal academic achievements, no one alive today dares to say that he is better than you. If you continue to focus on scientific research, you will not be in touch with your peers or participate in social activities, which is tantamount to wasting your own money. social influence."

"I hope you can spare some energy while doing academic work, accept news interviews, host seminars, start a new journal, or create a scientific research award named after your own surname, and you can also publish a biography or memoir. Supporting younger generations will be of great benefit to your future career development."

"But I'm only 20 years old...Is it too early to publish any memoirs now?" Qiao An protested weakly, feeling a little sad inexplicably.

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