Chapter 775 Mingyu Returns and Stays at School for Her (Part 2)
Knock knock——
Jiang Fuyue knocked twice symbolically, then pushed the door open and walked in.
"You're looking for me..."
When his eyes met the person in front of him, his voice stopped abruptly.
The man was sitting in a wheelchair. He was thin but his back was as straight as a stem.
Hearing the noise coming from the entrance, he subconsciously turned around and a familiar face came into Jiang Fuyue's sight.
The man had thin cheeks and dull eyes, with pupils of a light blue-gray color, like the sky above the imperial capital at dawn after a smog has swept through.
His skin color was sickly pale, probably because he stayed in the laboratory all year round and rarely saw sunlight.
It looks as sad as snow, and purple blood vessels can be seen under the skin.
"Mingyu?" Jiang Fuyue asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"
The man smiled slightly, his lips curled up, and his originally lifeless eyes suddenly glowed, like bluestone under the scorching sun, dotted with bright spots.
"I'm here to apply for a job."
At this moment, Xiao Shan also reacted, stood up and walked to the desk: "Do you know each other?"
Ming Yu nodded: "Yeah."
Jiang Fuyue shrugged: There's nothing I can do, it's just a coincidence.
"You want to be a professor at Mingda?"
"Are you welcome?" he asked with a smile.
Jiang Fuyue: "Of course! But as for the Northwest Research Institute... you don't care?"
"I've completed all the projects I could, and handed over any that couldn't be completed to my colleagues. Before I left, all the handover work had been completed."
This is a desperate move, leaving no way out for oneself.
Jiang Fuyue frowned, "But you stayed there for twenty years..."
All our roots are in the northwest, and choosing to leave is tantamount to giving up everything and starting over.
Ming Yu lowered his eyes, his voice low and hoarse: "You... don't want me to go back to the capital?"
"It's not a question of whether I want to or not, I just think it's a pity to leave like this..."
"Not a pity." The man raised his eyes, his unfocused pupils could accurately find Jiang Fuyue's position, his gaze fixed on her face accurately.
As long as I have you, it’s not a pity at all.
He said silently in his heart.
Just at this moment Jiang Fuyue also looked at the man.
When their eyes met, time seemed to flow back to twenty years ago, when he and she, a young master from the Ming family and a young lady from the Lou family, were childhood sweethearts.
Maybe the relationship between the two is really good, and the elders of the two families even reached a tacit understanding of marriage, and they just waited for the children to grow up.
If the Ming family hadn't suddenly changed their minds, if she had agreed... their children should be in college now, right?
Don’t think about it anymore, there is no “if” in the world.
It's good now, at least she is still alive.
"...Mingyu? Mingyu?" Jiang Fuyue called him twice, "What are you thinking about?"
The man shook his head, swallowed the bitterness on his tongue, and spoke as usual: "I suddenly remembered something about work. What's wrong?"
"Are you sure you want to come to Mingda? Actually, with your qualifications and status in nuclear physics, you can definitely go to the next door..."
"Yueyue," he sighed softly, "If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't be here today."
Okay... Jiang Fuyue was speechless for a moment.
Xiao Shan, who was standing by, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard Ming Yu's very natural and fluent "Yueyue".
And so Mingyu stayed.
To show sincerity, Xiaoshan gave him the highest professorial treatment.
Not only do they provide housing and cars, they also arrange drivers for pick-up and drop-off.
"If you need anything, just ask. Don't hesitate!"
You know, Ming Yu has been sticking to the front line of the nuclear field for many years, braving the danger of radiation, doing life-threatening research, and has never taught in any university, not even in name only.
Mingda University is the first university where he taught, which has extraordinary significance both for Mingyu himself and for Mingda University.
Xiaoshan naturally attaches great importance to it.
After that, there is a fixed recruitment process. After that, Mingyu can submit a course application to the school. The Academic Affairs Office will then review and approve it and open the course selection system.
If nothing goes wrong, classes will officially start in half a month.
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Thanks to the advertising promotion made by Jiang Fuyue as the representative of the award-winning students at the "Top Ten College Students" award ceremony, Mingda University has become a hot topic in the education circle of the capital.
"Mingda? No way? That top fake university? Why do I hear news about it everywhere lately?"
"Yes, it's that Mingda! A talented girl named Jiang Fuyue emerged, and now the whole school is inspired by her."
"I think it won't be long before the pheasant turns into a phoenix!"
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The more people talk about it, the more heated it becomes.
As the popularity grew, so did the fame.
In addition, Jiang Fuyue's speech at the time was recorded by the news channel's photographer and broadcast on the Imperial Capital Channel. That sentence -
"Mingda is an open and people-oriented university that fully respects students' creativity and generously provides material support."
Key point: Material support!
This is extremely tempting for research-based educators!
Research costs money everywhere—
From field investigation to project establishment, not to mention the costs of renting laboratories and purchasing experimental equipment, the cost often reaches hundreds of thousands or even millions!
Add to that the team salaries, travel expenses, food expenses, etc., and it is another considerable expense.
People say that university professors are rich, but the poorest are also university professors.
Due to funding constraints, many studies were forced to be suspended, and even entire laboratories were closed. For these researchers, their early efforts were wasted and all their efforts were negated.
That kind of pain is like having your heart and lungs cut out!
Some people will start to argue: How can there be no money? The school will provide funding, the government will also provide funds, not to mention the sponsorship of commercial organizations and large companies outside the school.
He's still crying poor. I'm afraid all the money was embezzled by the research team?
For such remarks, laymen can only watch the fun and make a fuss, while experts can only smile bitterly and sneer.
A university has new research projects every year, but the school’s funding is limited, so it often can only take care of one thing and not another.
The cake is so small that it’s uncertain whether you can grab one or two bites. Do you still want to eat the whole cake by yourself?
dream!
Moreover, the cake cannot be divided equally. Key projects take the bulk of the share, and the remaining small portion of non-key projects will be ranked based on seniority.
When it gets to you, I'm afraid it won't even be enough to fill your teeth.
Besides, the national funding is not only small, but also the application procedures are complicated and not 100% approved.
The last way is external sponsorship, which may be easier for professors in business and finance schools.
While they were working on the project, they made money at the same time. Not only did they not spend any money, they also made some money.
However, this approach is simply not feasible for projects that are highly disciplinary and professional in nature but have little commercial potential.
Companies are not stupid. If your project cannot bring them the expected profit, they won’t even look at you, so why would they sponsor you?
Stop kidding.
Under the above dilemma, God knows how tempting that condition is?
After all, Mingda is well-known for being "rich".
In short, after the award ceremony, professors from other schools contacted Xiaoshan privately one after another, hinting that they wanted to change jobs.
As long as the conditions in Xiaoshan are met, the deal will most likely be done.
After the news that Ming Yu also chose to teach at Ming University came out, more people jumped ship.
"Ming Yu? Is that the Ming Yu I know?"
"Is there another Ming Yu in the field of nuclear physics?"
"Hiss—is this true? Hasn't he been staying at the Northwest Research Institute? He rarely even returns to the Imperial Capital, so why is he suddenly back teaching?"
"Who knows?"
"I guess Mingda University offers more generous conditions."
"Tsk tsk, I really can't imagine how generous it must be to bring such a scientific research fanatic back from that remote corner of the Northwest."
"It is said that the former president of Q University approached him three times, hoping to invite him to be the head professor of the Department of Nuclear Physics at Q University, but he was rejected every time."
"Strange...Everyone who studies nuclear physics knows that Professor Ming never teaches students, let alone teaches a class. Is there some mistake?"
"Son, go take a look at the good news on the Mingda University official website. They even have the specific course names and start times. How could it be fake?"
"I've spent six years studying nuclear physics and being a radiation guinea pig. Professor Ming is a legend in our field. We've only read about him in books or heard about him from teachers and classmates, but no one has ever seen him in person. I heard he's still on the front lines of test explosions picking up radioactive debris. He's a true hero!"
"That's how his leg got broken..."
"Ah! It feels like Mingda is really about to take off. No, it's already taken off."
"It's more than just flying, it's like riding a rocket at this speed."
"Don't stop me, I want to go to Mingda!"
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Second update, 3,000 words.
(End of this chapter)
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