Top Student at Their Peak-Chapter 141 - 88 Attention of the Boss_3

If Xue Song really has this kind of personality, he probably wouldn’t bother to fake Qiao Yu’s paper.

Yes, emotions have already been stirred up. If it turns out to be just a joke in the end, that would be such a shame.

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In Star City, at Railway First Middle School, Qiao Yu also stretched his arms wide.

After having lunch in the cafeteria, he started to correct his senior brother’s paper. Yes, correct, not revise.

Anyway, wherever he thought there was a problem, he’d mark it with a red line and then make a brief note or two of why it needed changes. But even so, it wasn’t until the bell for the end of the second evening study session that he barely finished correcting the paper.

Today’s greatest educational value for Qiao Yu was probably realizing that papers can be divided into different levels of quality.

This world doesn’t just have those excellent papers that captivate you at first sight, but also such garbage papers that make you feel overwhelmed and at a loss with just a glance.

It’s no exaggeration to say that several times Qiao Yu wanted to directly ask this senior brother why he created such a thing. Did he have a grudge against the mentor and was deliberately taking revenge on Old Xue? Or is the way mathematicians show unyielding spirit against the world by writing such a paper to pollute the database?

As for the final review comments, Qiao Yu didn’t write any.

Mainly because it was hard to restrain his emotions.

For an author who wasted his entire evening, Qiao Yu really couldn’t bring himself to say anything nice, so he thoughtfully left a note at the end: "The final review comments for this paper are best approved by the mentor themselves."

After doing all this, he then sent the corrected paper to Xue Song.

Then he felt completely relaxed.

Since Old Xue had already approved his paper and said it had reached submission standards, it meant that he could enjoy the upcoming seven-day National Day holiday without a care and have a good relaxation.

This is the kind of life a young person should have, being able to indulge oneself occasionally.

Of course, another young person didn’t think the same.

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In Xiao Zhou, at Yujiang University.

Xue Song finished his work and was about to open his email for a look. At the top was an email reply from Tian Yanzhen.

Although the reply didn’t explicitly state anything, Xue Song couldn’t help but smile knowingly.

Many times, there is no need to say much in the email. You can see a lot of things just by the response time.

For example, if he read a few pages and wasn’t interested, a big shot could totally leave the paper there for days, waiting until he opened his email on a whim, and then casually give some seemingly sincere but completely useless and templated comments to pass it off.

It gives the impression that he cared a lot, but actually, he didn’t care at all, just putting on a show.

On the other hand, a reply within a few hours with no professional feedback, just some casual comments, seems more genuine.

The next steps were simple.

The paper has been converted to PDF format, and now it’s just a matter of going through the submission process. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Most decent journals have their submission systems on their websites.

For Qiao Yu, this was completely unfamiliar territory, but for Xue Song, who regularly submits papers, it was second nature.

He had all of Qiao Yu’s information: name, work unit, research field, contact email, then chose the type of paper, filled in the title, abstract, keywords...

When writing a cover letter for Qiao Yu, Xue Song also casually applied to avoid a few notorious reviewers from related academic fields and suggested two reviewers he thought were very suitable.

This probably counts as an invisible perk of studying abroad under a big shot; having a powerful mentor always lets you know a few things others might not, allowing you to make the most strategic decisions when submitting papers to international journals.

After finishing all this, just as he was about to shut down his computer and leave work, another email from Qiao Yu arrived.

Really, Xue Song, whose feelings had more or less calmed down, couldn’t help but fume a bit after glancing at Qiao Yu’s email.

Especially after opening the attachment and seeing Qiao Yu’s densely packed notes and the final suggestion, he couldn’t suppress his anger.

Without hesitation, he took out his phone and directly called his beloved student.

"Qin Jingru, come to my office now."

"Huh? Boss, now? It’s so late, are you still in the office?"

"Yes, why don’t you guess why I’m still at the office at this time? If you can’t guess, make sure I see you within fifteen minutes, or don’t ever show up in my office again!" With that, Xue Song hung up the phone.

If Qiao Yu had to comment, this was still just as unreasonable as ever.

He clearly said to have them guess first, but hung up before they even had a chance.

This is like forcefully turning a multiple-choice question into a true or false one.

It’s just that, for students, no matter what kind of test the mentor gives, they have to bear it.

Xue Song gave fifteen minutes, but Qin managed to rush into the mentor’s office, gasping for breath, in just ten.

That’s probably because he was a single guy without a girlfriend.

If he was with his girlfriend at Xiao Lake, he’d struggle to make it back even if the ride-share driver stepped on the gas pedal till it broke.

"Boss, I’m here."

With a thump, a stack of printed papers was slammed onto the desk.

"Take a look first."

Qin nervously picked up the paper and glanced over, subconsciously swallowing.

He’d only sent this paper to the mentor yesterday, but there were already notes in red all over the margins.

"Hurry up, don’t waste time, flip through a few more pages, especially the last one!"

Qin hardened himself and flipped through a few pages, then quickly turned to the last page, seeing the eye-catching red text at the bottom.

"The final review comments for this paper are best approved by the mentor themselves."

Opposite him, Xue Song, seeing Qin had turned to the last page, spoke again: "Guess who reviewed your paper?"