Mage Joan

"Trust me, boy, the old Tennyson has reviewed the amount of papers in his life. He is a talented young man. He has seen much more. If it is not a truly peerless genius, it is not worth moving!"

Professor Moriarty smiled, and then analyzed the mentality of Avar Tennyson for Joanne.

"It is because of appreciation to you that the old man of Tennyson is even more intolerant of the flaws exposed in the manuscript, which makes him react too violently."

"After he wrote back to you, he was still bitter, and he soon realized that your mistake was entirely due to a lack of systematic education. This should obviously be blamed on your mentor. The old guy went to trouble me angrily, It is justified."

"Is that true?"

Joan's analysis of the mentor was half-trusted.

"However, in his reply, Mr. Tennyson clearly accused my paper of being "a mess"."

Professor Moriarty laughed.

"That's just his angry words!"

"A truly messy paper is only worthy of being thrown into the trash. Will you lose your temper for this kind of thing?"

Joan shook his head embarrassedly.

"The old man Tennyson is also the same. If he sees a garbage paper, he is furious. I am afraid he will have been alive and dead."

After listening to the instructor's words, Qiao An felt much better in his heart, and also added a bit of favor to the stern editor-in-chief.

"Joan, I have read your paper and it is very solid, but you lack academic paper writing experience and do not know that academic papers have their own specific models. It is inevitable to make many low-level mistakes."

"In fact, this is not a big problem, but it is really easy to anger the editor."

Professor Moriarty sat down at the desk, picked up the pipe and filled it with tobacco.

Joan quickly got up and followed the tutor to the desk to listen to his teachings.

A stack of manuscript papers spread out on the desk. It was the manuscript that Duo Er helped Qiao An transcribe.

Joan glanced at it and found that the manuscript was marked by red pens, and there were dense comments.

It seems that although the mentor did not review it for the first time, he spent a lot of energy to help him correct it afterwards.

Joan couldn't help being secretly grateful.

Professor Moriarty lit the pipe and took a deep breath.

In the following time, Professor Moriarty instructed Joan how to revise the thesis and complete the incomplete abstract and index.

The mentor and the disciple discussed the two hours, and the sun slanted westward before dawn.

Qiao An listened intently until he suddenly groaned, and then remembered that he had not eaten all day. Even the stock in his stomach was hungry after receiving the rejection letter. It was already hungry.

Professor Moriarty heard his stomach growl and suspended the lecture, and gave him a smirk glance.

Qiao An's face was flushed blushing, and he quickly covered his uncomfortable belly.

"Duoer!"

The professor stood up, supported the back of the chair, and turned back to call the maid.

"Master, what did you tell me?" Duoer ran happily.

"Get some refreshments, the sooner the better."

Professor Moriarty pointed to Joan.

"Your task now is to feed this poor child."

Duoer chuckled, turned and ran into the kitchen lightly. Within ten minutes, she brought a plate of deliciously baked cupcakes and a hot pot of mellow black tea.

Joan was also polite and sat down to eat and drink.

In a short while, I swept a large plate of refreshments, touched my full stomach, and moved forward to clean up the dishes.

Duoer gave him a charming smile, blinked, picked up the plate and floated back to the kitchen.

After eating and drinking, Joan continued to listen.

The mentor and the student worked late into the night and revised the paper from beginning to end.

Qiao An re-transcribed the revised paper according to the advice of the tutor. If there was no problem, he asked the tutor to review it.

Professor Moriarty smiled after seeing it.

"I don't think there is any problem, Joanne, do you want to submit another manuscript?"

Joan had just been hit by the rejection today, and there are still some psychological shadows.

After hesitating for a long time, he tentatively asked: "If I submit again and choose a non-core journal, would it be better?"

Professor Moriarty glared at him angrily.

"Please! Your kid is a little bit out of pocket!"

Joan's cheeks were hot immediately.

"Then, it's still voted for "Aofa Review"...Isn't this good?"

"Where is not good?" Professor Moriati asked back.

"Will seeing my manuscript again, will Mr. Tennyson be angry?" Qiao An was quite embarrassed.

"You are wrong."

Professor Moriarty leaned back in his armchair and nodded at him with a pipe, a strange smile.

"The facts are just the opposite of your concerns."

"If you are stumped because of a one-time rejection, and you dare not submit to the "Aofa Review" in the future, the old Tennyson will be disappointed with you."

"Conversely, if you have a thicker skin and are not afraid of blows, and continue to submit articles after the revision, the old guy will feel relieved even if he doesn't say anything."

"Is that right……"

Joan scratched his head, deeply touching and complicated, more elusive than magic.

Now that the instructor has made a clear hint, Joanne can't flinch, but has to bite the bullet and agree to submit the revised paper to the Austrian Law Review for a try.

Anyway, it has been hit, Joan has produced some antibodies, even if it was rejected again. It will not cause him a more severe blow than now.

"Joan, if you want to mix in the academic world, you must have a little'rogue spirit'. The thicker your skin, the more you eat."

Professor Moriarty's words sounded like a joke, but his expression was serious.

Qiao An was a little uncertain. The tutor admired the so-called "rogue spirit". Was he playing with his student, or was he really teaching life experience.

Some things have been thoroughly understood by the instructor, but it is inconvenient to help students understand it, but he still has to rely on his own understanding.

Professor Moriarty also told Joan that when submitting a manuscript, in addition to introducing himself, he also needed to provide some necessary information, and all had rules to follow.

For example, is there any fund support for topics related to the thesis?

As far as Joan is concerned, there is no financial support from his father, and it is purely for carrying out research on dry food.

In addition, the authors of the paper are divided into several categories.

For example, corresponding author, first author, second author... and so on.

Joan is undoubtedly the first author of the paper, so whose name is the column of "corresponding author"?

The corresponding author, who is the person in charge of the research group, is responsible for communicating with the editorial department of the journal, as well as the primary responsibility for the quality of the paper, social impact, and even academic morality.

Correspondingly, the academic reputation and economic income brought by the thesis to the research group, the corresponding author will also enjoy the largest share of rights.

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