There were less than two months left until June.
All of the academician candidates had submitted 3,000 words of basic materials and were quietly waiting for the first round of evaluation to begin.
Of course, there was a prelude to a storm brewing in this quiet atmosphere.
Even though the first round of evaluation was not the main battlefield where the big names "fought" each other, all kinds of lobbying work and cliques had already begun. Today, it was a dinner party. Tomorrow, it would be a visit from someone they had never met.
Some people enjoyed it and did not refuse anyone. Some people were so annoyed that they signed up for academic conferences and flew abroad.
The entire academic world was surging with undercurrents, just like a pugilistic world.
No, to be precise, this was the underworld.
PLA General Hospital, Institute of Basic Medical Research, Cell Cryogenic Medicine Research Room.
Two research dogs stood in front of a refrigerated incubator and were "happily" doing experiments.
Compared to the universities in China, the name of PLA General Hospital sounded impressive, and its status in the industry was indeed impressive. However, its influence in the two hospitals might not be comparable to that of other universities.
The reason was obvious. It was just like why the Academy of Sciences, which had more academicians, "couldn't beat" Yan University and Aurora University.
Often, the more complicated a place was, the more serious the cliques were. Everyone came from all over the world, so they might not be on the same side.
Compared to people from other factions, everyone was naturally more inclined to nurture their own faction's people.
Not to mention academia, any institution would more or less have some remnants of bureaucracy, and some things were unavoidable.
In contrast, the research dogs at the Cell Cryogenic Medicine Research Room were relatively happy.
If there were no surprises, their instructor, Director Liu, would probably have no hope in this round.
Director Liu knew that the academician selection was just a matter of fate. That was why he had not submitted the 3,000-word document yet. He had not even tried to use his connections.
After all, lobbying and canvassing for votes, regardless of whether or not he was selected, he would still owe a favor.
Not to mention whether or not it was worth it, he had already failed twice.
According to the regulations, if he failed three times in a row, he would be disqualified for one round. Also, the materials that he had submitted before could not be used again. Also, according to the unwritten rule of the academic community, it was very difficult to be selected again after failing three times …
Even some big names were no exception.
It was also because of this that his students could stand on the sidelines and watch the election as if they were watching a play. Unlike the other useless researchers who were dragged out for drinks by their supervisors …
Song Siyuan: "The academician election this time is quite interesting."
Zhuo Ruicai: "What do you mean?"
Song Siyuan: "Did you see the list of people who entered the first round of the primaries?"
Zhuo Ruicai asked in confusion, "I've seen it. Is there a problem?"
"In the past, the academician election was always a fight. The average age of the academicians at Jin Ling University is over 70 years old. They're old universities that are about to retire. There are basically no names on the primary list."
Although Jin Ling University ranked third in the country in terms of the number of academicians, there was a serious aging problem. Even the strong major of physics hadn't had an academician elected for a long time. It inevitably gave people a feeling of a hero past his prime.
However, this year, the decline was swept away. Many young scholars from the University of Jin Ling appeared on the preliminary list. Suddenly, the University of Jin Ling seemed to be returning to its peak.
Zhuo Ruicai: "What's so strange about this? Jin Ling University has a nutty Professor Lu, it would be strange if he couldn't make it back up! Not to mention that Jin Ling University still has a strong foundation, even a second-tier university would be able to rise to the top. "
Song Siyuan shook his head and said, "You can't say that completely."
Zhuo Ruicai: "What else can I say?"
Song Siyuan smiled and said, "Even though Professor Lu is from the Jin Ling University's mathematics department, do you think Jin Ling University can accommodate him? He's not part of the Jin Ling University anymore! Jin Ling University is where it is today because of Professor Lu, but it's also inseparable from its decades of accumulation. "
Zhuo Ruicai was a little muddled, and he asked, "Then which department do you think he belongs to?"
He was only a newcomer in academia. Even though he was in the academic circle, he didn't know much about the gossip.
Song Siyuan glanced at him and said, "You'll know when you look at the academician election."
Zhuo Siyuan hesitated for a second and shook his head.
"I don't know, it can't be the Jin Ling University, right?"
The Jinling Institute for Advanced Study had been in the limelight recently. Under the leadership of Professor Lu, they had made a lot of outstanding achievements and published a lot of high-quality papers. With their strong research and development capabilities in some fields, they had been frequently featured in major first-tier journals.
Not just that, but because of its relaxed academic atmosphere and sufficient funding support, many scholars who were interested in returning to China set this place as their first goal.
Even so, it was a bit unrealistic for the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study to be a separate academic department, right?
After all, it had only been established for a short period of time.
Looking at the confused junior brother, Song Siyuan sighed with emotion and slowly said four words.
"A department of its own!"
The low-level scientific researcher sitting next to him was writing a report. He had a trace of shock and fascination on his face.
A department of its own …
I'm afraid he's the only one in the Chinese academic community!
Zhuo Ruicai also had a fascinated expression on his face.
"It would be great if our mentor could be so awesome."
"You mean Old Liu?" Looking at his junior brother, Song Siyuan couldn't help but laugh, "Don't even think about it. In our unpopular field, being able to become a Changjiang Scholar is already an amazing person. Be content!"
Even though he didn't deny that Director Liu Zuobing, who was his supervisor, was an outstanding scholar, the title of academician wasn't just outstanding.
If everything went well, becoming a Changjiang Scholar would be his ceiling for at least the next ten years.
However, there was nothing to be regretful about. Being a Changjiang Scholar was already very nutty. Most people wouldn't be able to reach this position in their lifetime. If he could reach this position, he would be at the top of the pyramid.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
The two noob researchers immediately stopped talking.
Director Liu Zuobing quickly walked into the laboratory. He first rushed to the side of the refrigerated incubator, glanced at the nematode cells being cultivated in the incubator, and then immediately looked at his student.
"How's the sample?"
Song Siyuan immediately stood up and stammered.
"It's … still alive."
After he finished speaking, he realized that he was talking nonsense.
However, his supervisor didn't seem to say anything. His attention wasn't even on the sample in the incubator at all.
"Submit a sample observation report to me by tomorrow, then immediately pack up, we're going to Jinling the day after tomorrow!"
Go to Jinling?!
What's going on?
Song Siyuan and Zhuo Ruicai were dumbfounded. The other researchers in the laboratory were also dumbfounded. They were all dumbfounded at this moment.
Professor Liu Zuobing took a deep breath and used a serious tone to hide the excitement in his voice.
"This morning, I received an invitation from Professor Lu to participate in the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study's joint project on human dormancy cryonics technology!"
"Human dormancy cryonics?" Song Siyuan suddenly became nervous and said, "But this research project … The public opinion isn't right, right?"
This was a serious issue when it came to science and ethics.
It was fine if they didn't do anything about it. But once they did, forget about running for an academician, even if they already had the title of an academician, they could still be impeached!
However, faced with such a risk, Professor Liu Zuobing did not hesitate at all. In fact, he did not even hesitate.
He said in a serious tone, "Scientific research always requires some sacrifices. I am willing to make sacrifices for the country!"
Song Siyuan: "…"
Zhuo Ruicai: "…"
Noob researchers: "…"
F * ck sake …
Why don't you have such lofty sentiments?
Professor Liu didn't read the students' minds. He spoke in a serious tone.
"I have already applied to participate in the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study's human dormancy project team. The institute is also very supportive of my decision. They want us to go to Jinling as soon as possible to support the national aerospace project! "
Song Siyuan felt that it wouldn't be good if he didn't give a response at this time, so he nodded and spoke.
"… Okay."
Honestly speaking, he was still a little confused.
It wasn't because of human dormancy. After all, his supervisor had shown interest in this kind of research project more than once …
However, he didn't expect his supervisor to choose to participate in this project at this critical time.
As for the century-long aerospace project …
That was too far-fetched!
It might be useful for the director of the institute. After all, supporting the national strategy could be regarded as a political achievement. However, for scholars like them, it was meaningless.
However …
Old Liu seems to be more excited than being elected as an academician?
What is going on …
The two noob researchers watched their supervisor leave the laboratory. They stood next to the incubator and went silent for a while. They then looked at each other.
Song Siyuan's Adam's apple moved as he struggled to speak.
"F * ck me, Old Liu doesn't plan on running for this academician?"
Zhuo Ruicai gulped.
He thought for a long time and could only think of one thing to say.
"Professor Lu is nutty …"
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