Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Yu Feng's essay is well-defined and impeccable in appearance, but the content is rather boring. This is a bit like her, she is very beautiful from a distance, but her eagerness for quick success will make people disillusioned.

Yang Rui looked at it for a few minutes, and couldn't stand it anymore. He flicked the paper and said in a polite manner: "If you let me review the manuscript, you won't be able to pass this article."

"How should I change it?" Of course, Yu Feng knew that her paper could not pass. She had submitted her paper several times, and she could not publish it all the way from a national journal to a provincial journal. She was also because Yang Rui carefully revised Yao Yue's paper. Just came here.

Yang Rui doesn't know the cause and effect, but it is impossible to modify her like Yao Yue, so he just smiled and said: "For these two papers, modification is worse than rewriting. Personal suggestion, you can start from the beginning."

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

"A little bit deeper." Yang Rui put the paper on the table and clicked: "The experiment you did is too simple, and the written text is useless. The results of the analysis are not instructive..."

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

"The writing is still good." Yang Rui stretched out and said, "Rewrite."

With that, Yang Rui stood up and made a gesture of seeing off the guests.

Yu Feng's face was a bit ugly, and Tu said in a humble opinion: "You have revised the article for Yao Yue, help me see what's the matter?"

"Yao Yue helped me."

"I can also help." Yu Feng pulled up his sleeve and chuckled twice in a flash, making the atmosphere a lot lighter.

Yang Rui was not affected by her emotions, and said, "It's late, there is nothing wrong with you now."

Naturally, it is not really nothing to do. The laboratory is a miniaturized factory. The more workers there are, the higher the yield rate. If the workers don't want money, of course, the more the better.

However, Yu Feng's offensiveness was too strong, and the request for Yang Rui to amend the paper was of course unpleasant. He rejected Yu Feng out of trouble.

Yu Feng is not easily discouraged, his eyes rolled and said, "If I can help you, can you help me revise the paper?"

"It depends on what's going on."

"Don't you want to teach a few students? I'll help you." Yu Feng looked towards Cao Baoming's departure.

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

"Don't worry, anyway, I have a way. I will find a name for you and clean them up, and you will change a paper that can be published for me to be published in a national journal." Yu Feng actually didn't think about it, so I wanted to corrupt one first. Let's talk about the thesis.

Yang Rui laughed haha: "The papers published in national journals are not that cheap. We kids fight, we just change a paper. Xibao Middle School doesn't have to produce hundreds of papers a year."

Yu Feng blushed: "Then you make a price."

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

"After I have a research direction? What should I do later?" Yu Feng was obviously dissatisfied with this answer.

"I'll talk about it later." Yang Rui almost said that love could not go.

Yu Feng wanted to make a face, but after thinking about it, he still didn't do it, put away his paper, and said, "Don't be silly."

"No." Yang Rui smiled faintly, and didn't look at the cleverly pretended Feng Feng.

Yu Feng sighed secretly and went out. She is more aware of the difficulty of writing a paper than Yang Rui, and she has found several teachers for the current two papers before finally sculpting them out.

It's a pity that the teachers she can invite are not very good. Those experts and professors who have the ability to publish papers one after another are so busy that they won't pay attention to her at all. If they are willing to pay attention to her, their papers may not be published. .

Yu Feng's so-called meticulous carving, except that the text and article structure are really carved out, the content is barren at a glance.

Although Yang Rui is young, his published papers are extremely heavy. With Yao Yue's example in front, Yu Feng can only put hope on him.

It is also very important to have a good research direction. Academia pays attention to hot issues. For example, scientists in the 19th century studied how to obtain elemental elements and follow the trend. Even if elemental elements are not available, they can be mixed with scraps. Familiar, not to mention publishing papers. But if anyone has to study compounds at this time, then there is no reason. The celebrities who study simple substances don't care about the compounds, and the celebrities represent the general public in the scientific community.

However, hotspots are hotspots. How to cut into hotspots is very sophisticated. Yu Feng’s last two essays are vulgar popular topics. It is not that she does not want to get involved in hotspots, but that she does not even understand hotspots. How to write thought-provoking essays.

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

Yang Rui watched her leave, touched her chin and thought for a while, picked up a journal that she hadn't finished reading, and read it while she was burning.

After a while, the smell of baked potatoes wafted from the stove. Yang Rui found out the cotton gloves, opened the oven, took out a potato, and left the rest in the oven, then took out a plate of ribs from the wooden cabinet outside the window and turned it over. The whole time, also stuffed into the stove.

The old stove oven is not the same as the electric oven. Its temperature is lower and the roast is more even. Yang Rui likes to roast it a little bit, and it always has a special fragrance.

Oven-roasted beef is also more flavorful. Unfortunately, the domestic supply of beef is scarce and the slaughter method is also different. It is not easy to get meat suitable for grilling steak. In contrast, with the Xibao Meat Joint Factory as his back, Yang Rui can always find suitable pork ribs, which are small ribs in the usual sense. The selected ribs should be fat and thin, like pork belly, but not as many as five layers.

With the current domestic breeding conditions, if you want to raise local pigs into small ribs, you need not only to feed them meticulously and carefully for a whole year, but also to have the talent for gaining weight.

Fortunately, Xibao Meat Factory slaughters thousands of pigs a month. It is relatively easy to choose a suitable pot of pork ribs. Yang Rui found a young man in the compound, and took out two pieces of big unity, enough spare ribs for half a month.

On the contrary, seasonings are relatively scarce. Except for salt, pepper, pepper, etc. are not as many as you want. It is basically impossible to pour as much as you want, like later generations.

Yang Rui sniffed the scent that had not yet diffused, put away his saliva, and continued to eat potatoes to relieve his greed.

Steaks have to be marinated before they can be tasted, and it is not so easy to prepare for splitting. Yang Rui doesn't have time to make it every day. He plans to make such a good thing for dinner.

Or lunch and dinner are also good. The time between lunch and dinner is the hungry time second only to the night without supper.

After eating up a potato slowly, the steak finally exudes a real aroma.

Yang Rui took a deep breath, only to feel that the essays had become fragrant, and the noise outside had become insignificant.

Until Huang Ren crashed into the dormitory: "It's fighting."

Huang Ren yelled out of breath as soon as he entered the door, and then said, "Cao Baoming and Li Tieqiang are in a fight. They are in the cafeteria."

"For what?" Yang Rui is not surprised. Conflicts will happen any time. Even when nothing happens, students will fight. The most uncontrollable impulse of teenagers is the pleasure of **** flesh, even more. Not to mention that the current West Castle Middle School is full of uneasy factors.

Huang Ren shook his head and said: "It's not particularly clear, that is, when it comes to the different meals, they don't have subsidies for a few people. Our sharp learning group has subsidies, so we grabbed them.

"Are our people at a loss?"

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

While talking, Yu Feng knocked on the door and walked in. She glanced at Huang Ren, but smiled and said, "How am I doing?"

"what have you done?"

"I just asked about the food in the cafeteria. I heard that you are subsidizing students?" Yu Feng said proudly: "What I am best at is talking. Would you like to see the results?"

"You were in the cafeteria just now!" Huang Ren pointed at Yu Feng, not what to say.

"Nonsense." Yu Feng rolled his eyes.

Huang Ren blushed involuntarily, and then quickly said: "We have to pass some more people. There are more students in other classes than ours."

"Then let's go." Yang Rui didn't say anything, grabbing the clothes and locks and going out.

Yu Fengchai asked at the back: "What about my paper?"

"I'll talk later." Yang Rui said, turning a corner, and yelled at Hongrui's class, calling out all the boys who were studying.

Li Xuegong stood at the door, took apart the mop and the stool, and divided it among the students at the door. He raised a stool leg and said to Yang Rui: "This seems to be our first collective activity~www.NovelMTL.com~ Yang Rui was taken aback for a moment. , Nodded and said: "So, it seems to be. "

"Next time I will say that we are a study group, will we be a little guilty." Li Xuegong sighed, carrying a stool leg, like a dead man, stepped onto the playground.

Shao Gong’s son, Shao Liang, waited for Li Xuegong to go out. He took down Li Xuegong’s stool in three or two and threw him twice in front of Yang Rui. He smiled and said, “Don’t listen to him. Isn't it smart, physical, artistic?"

With a wry smile, Yang Rui picked up another stool leg and rushed to the cafeteria.

Cao Baoming did not give everyone a chance to play "sportsmanship".

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

Cao Baoming excites some of the guys who said the wrong thing, and threw them into the bad bucket in the cafeteria, and was not allowed to come out.

In winter, the West Castle Middle School, which is halfway up the mountain, is as cold as snow. People will be cold when they touch cold water, not to mention the disgusting rotten bucket.

Many students lost their appetite when they saw this scene, let alone resisted.

When Yang Rui and the others arrived, the students in the bucket of bad water almost had a nervous breakdown.

"Will it be too hot?" Huang Ren said in a low voice after looking nauseous for a while.

Yang Rui patted Cao Baoming on the shoulder indifferently, and said with a smile: "It's pretty good. Someone will make irresponsible remarks in the future. You can use this treatment method. It is painless and noninvasive.

Huang Ren was helpless for a while: "Now, they are going to sue the teacher first."

"All members of the Hongrui class passed the pre-examination. They were jealous, and it would also affect our review progress... Guess who was the loser after the complaint?" Yang Rui is quite aware of the school discipline under the baton of the college entrance examination.

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