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Chapter 13 Worker Ants

There was a tense atmosphere in front of the entrance of Kyoto University. A human wall of college students and security guards gathered at the entrance of the campus formed a confrontation. A few leaves fell from the dead trees and fell to the ground. The cold wind blew from here.

The wind blew between the two groups of people. Those slogans and flags fluttered faintly. The unique desolate atmosphere in winter pushed the sense of solemnity at the scene to a higher level.

Although the entrance to the university is still open normally, with pedestrians constantly coming in and out, under the pressure of this scene, it seems a bit strange.

Kitahara and Miyagawa, who came out of Tokyo University, are not afraid of such a situation. After all, there are many talented people at the University of Tokyo, and various protests are not uncommon within Tokyo University. Holding signs, holding flags, and even

There are people who openly streak. However, it is indeed rare to accuse a vice-principal by name.

The man and woman walked forward openly. The security guard did not stop them. He just looked at them and let them in. The campus of Dongyang University has always been free to come and go. Except for the research office area, the public can

You can play and watch inside at any time.

As I walked into the campus, the trumpets of the students protesting behind me gradually became quieter. However, the solemn atmosphere became heavier. Most of the students in the campus corridors were in a hurry, and they did not have the kind of 20-year-old, sunny-looking students.

The feeling of unkempt hair. From time to time, a team of about five security guards would pass by on patrol. The afternoon sun shone on the school lawn, making it look pale.

Miyagawa seemed to feel an unusual sense of depression in the campus. He frowned slightly and looked around every corner of the campus, trying to find some life. He kept walking and stopping, and finally Miyagawa found himself under a teaching building.

, discovered a new book seminar in the history department. The information about this seminar brought back memories of her and Kitahara starting a reading club at the university. Miyagawa immediately excitedly pulled Kitahara into the classroom on the first floor.

"Slow down, don't be in such a hurry. The seminar hasn't started yet." Kitahara said with a smile, stretched out his hand slightly and then looked at the seminar poster posted outside the classroom.

The poster on the wall displays a newly printed book called "The Eastern Land Parade to the Tang Dynasty".

It's obviously a history book.

It is said to be a new discovery of recent historical data.

Scholars unexpectedly discovered the travel notes of an ancient Eastern envoy to the Tang Dynasty from the archives. Because it is an extremely important first-hand historical material, it has very high historical value for restoring the human customs and official exchanges of the past Eastern countries, so Kyoto University

Immediately, scholars reviewed and published the book.

The so-called punctuation mainly means adding punctuation.

Carry out sentence segmentation.

After all, there is no punctuation mark between sentences in ancient Chinese, which does not conform to modern reading habits. Therefore, the ancient version needs to be corrected.

Kithara stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Miyagawa, who was about to walk into the classroom, and pulled her back, "Don't you take a serious look at the poster outside? Otherwise, what book is being lectured on and who is the speaker?

I don’t even know. Don’t just sit there, in the fog, wandering around.”

Being reminded like this, Miyagawa stuck out his tongue quite embarrassedly, and then went to the corridor with Kitahara to read the poster.

At the bottom of the poster is an introduction to the reviewer of this ancient book—Professor Kayo Fujimura. He is a scholar of Eastern history at the Graduate School of Literature at Kyoto University, and is the dean of the school. He has a high position of authority.

At first glance, his resume is astonishing, and his papers are extremely prolific. He has published more than 170 papers. Based on his research career, on average, he can do one piece of research a month. This is really an exaggeration.

Because the publication process of a normal paper takes nearly more than a year. Taking into account the writing time, it is obviously very good to publish it within one and a half years.

However, although it seems impossible, such scientific research weirdos do exist in reality.

On the side of the poster is Fujimura's profile picture. He has eyes, a high hairline, most of the top of his head is bald, a hooked nose sticks forward, his eyes are particularly sharp, and he looks very offensive.

Sex. This temperament is consistent with his productive essay style.

Kitahara looked at this poster and felt a bit incongruous. A scholar who produces prolific papers must be utilitarian in his writing. It is impossible to do this if he does not chase hot topics and cater to the preferences of journal editors.

Highly productive. As long as the paper hits a hot topic, it can often be published smoothly even if the research depth is not enough.

This is the secret to high productivity.

But the problem is that collating ancient books is obviously not a kind of paper publication.

It's more like sitting on the bench.

In today's ivory tower of universities, only papers published in prestigious journals are hard currency.

Other scientific research activities, such as writing books, teaching, reviewing, etc., have nothing to do with a scholar's success in the academic system.

Teaching assistant, associate professor, professor.

This is the hierarchy within the university.

Only by publishing enough papers can you be promoted to the next level.

Until he finally gets tenure.

Before obtaining tenure, as long as a sufficient number of papers are not published, you will be out.

Fired from university.

Once you are fired, your career path in academia will be cut off.

This is the cruel paper elimination system.

In this quiet ivory tower, countless scholars who have not obtained tenured teaching positions are like worker ants, who must constantly work hard to publish their papers. Scholars who have obtained tenured teaching positions, after making profits, can

In order to gain fame, he began to publish some words telling people not to be too eager for quick success in academics, and suddenly he became a defender of academic style.

This Professor Fujimura must be such a typical example.

The corners of Beihara's mouth raised slightly, and he walked into the classroom, found a seat, and sat down. Miyagawa followed closely beside him.

As soon as I sat down, I could already hear people whispering:

"Did you hear that?"

"What did you hear? This Professor Fujimura is Principal Takeuchi's lackey."

"What? No?!"

"He is the dean of the Graduate School of Humanities and a member of the school committee. When he voted for Takeuchi, he voted for him."

"When you say that, I don't even want to attend this seminar."

"There is no way, this is the world on campus now. Everyone is following Takeuchi's lead."

Hearing the whispers, Miyagawa quietly turned his head and said with some dissatisfaction, "Why are there so many discussions about this Vice Principal Takeuchi? Even when I come to attend a seminar, I can hear Takeuchi's name.

.”

At this moment, the footsteps of "click, click, click" sounded. A middle-aged man wearing a suit jacket walked into the seminar room. His appearance was the same as that of the scholar on the poster. The person who came was exactly

Professor Fujimura, he looked dusty, with an extremely confident expression on his face, as if he was holding some great authority in his hands, and his walk gave people a sense of swagger. Behind him, there were also people from the college

Several young teachers. They followed suit, hunched slightly, like retinues of knights traveling, serving an extremely important person.
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