Chapter 51 The Nanny's Niece's Counterattack
That really hit home. She's not that short, okay? 1.63 meters isn't short at all. It's just that everyone around her is tall, over 1.8 meters. Even Gao Fuya is 1.7 meters tall, which makes her look a bit short in comparison.
But in reality, she is already taller than the average height in China.
Not wanting to talk to him, Lin Wei turned and left. Fang Yihuai looked at the suitcase thrown in front of him and called out, "Hey, don't you want your suitcase anymore?"
Lin Wei, with her back to him, waved her hand and said, "You carry it for me."
Fang Yihuai chuckled, "You really know how to be a hands-off manager." But out of gentlemanly manners, he still helped her with her suitcase.
When they got back to the dorm, her three roommates, seeing the person who had already left, gossiped, "Who is he to you? He's quite handsome." They assumed he was her boyfriend or brother.
Lin Wei explained, "He's my high school classmate and friend." If he weren't a friend, she wouldn't have let him carry her suitcase; she's not so rude to everyone.
Yang Ru then stepped forward and asked, "Do you think I have a chance if I pursue him?" Her eyes held a hint of eagerness. She was considered pretty, otherwise she wouldn't be so courageous.
If I don't go for this handsome guy, someone else will snatch him up later.
Lin Wei looked at her, "Are you sure you want to hear the truth?" The next second, under Yang Ru's expectant gaze, she said the negative, "There's no hope." She couldn't imagine what Fang Yihuai would be like when he was in a relationship, but just by looking at how he rejected that senior, she knew he wouldn't be dating.
Didn't you see him say he wouldn't date early?
However, Yang Ru thought she was unwilling, so she pestered her for a while longer, "How will you know if you don't try? You have his WeChat, right? Just give it to me."
Lin Wei felt a little dizzy from being shaken, and said helplessly, "Don't think about it. He won't be in a relationship before he comes of age."
"Don't let his height fool you, he's still a minor."
If it were just a year or two difference, Yang Ru wouldn't feel anything, but hearing the words "minor" inexplicably made her feel guilty.
She expressed the same question she had previously posed to that senior student: "Are you kidding me? He's so tall, he doesn't look like a minor at all."
Lin Wei said helplessly, "I didn't lie to you." Why would she lie to her?
Hearing this, Yang Ru finally gave up and muttered, "Why is the little brother so tall?" Then she looked at Lin Wei.
"You and he were high school classmates, so you're a minor too?" Before Lin Wei could answer, she nodded to herself and said, "But then again, your face is quite youthful, you don't look like an adult." At this point, she guessed whether she started school early or skipped a grade.
Lin Wei thought for a moment and said, "I guess you could say I skipped a grade." After all, she didn't finish her second or third year of high school, so she skipped two grades. However, she didn't intend to brag about it and simply glossed over it.
It can be said that people who were quite high-profile in high school changed their style and became low-key in college.
There are four people in the dormitory. Apart from Yang Ru, who is a literature major, the other two are clinical medicine majors like her. Every day after class, they take their books and go out to study.
It's safe to say that University A truly lives up to its name; the academic atmosphere is quite strong.
Lin Wei wanted to apply for a minor in biology, but she could only apply in her second year of university, so she had no choice but to study clinical medicine first.
That day, Gao Fuya called and said, "I'm writing a paper now, I'll give you second author status later." I greeted her.
Giving a second author is like drinking water.
Lin Wei agreed, "Okay, I'll add your name next time I write it." She figured she might as well take advantage of it. As for when to return it, she'd figure that out later.
The two chatted for a few more minutes about the content of the paper, and also asked about each other's university life. They hung up the phone after learning that the other was doing well.
"Why is everyone starting to write papers? Is it this complicated?" Lin Wei wondered when she was alone. She wanted to write one too, but clinical and biological majors require data to support their arguments, and she didn't even have a research subject. How could she write one? Should she write an academic paper? That seemed to have a low value.
As a second choice, she could only set her sights on mathematics and physics. "Why not write a paper on mathematics or physics?" Putting everything else aside, her current knowledge base was sufficient. Even college graduates could write a paper, so there was no reason why she couldn't.
Without hesitation, Lin Wei quickly began reading relevant papers, observing their format and content, and also sought advice from Zhang Mo and Fang Yihuai, who had already published papers.
In this respect, they are more experienced than she is.
Fang Yihuai: "Why did you suddenly decide to write a thesis?"
Zhang Mo didn't ask any questions, but instead sent over some research papers he had used, saying, "Take a look, I won't ask any more questions."
After receiving the materials, Lin Wei answered Fang Yihuai's question, "Gao Fuya called me this morning and said she would give me a second author. I can't just take it for free, so I plan to write one to repay her."
Fang Yihuai raised an eyebrow upon seeing this. "Speaking of which, I also have a paper to publish. I can add your name to it, and you can give me one in return, how about that?" he said, joining in the fun. He figured anything from her wouldn't be bad; it was a blind trust he'd placed in her over the past year.
Lin Wei said indifferently, "Whatever, add as you like." She already owed one, so what difference would it make if she owed another?
At that time, she was naive and thought she only owed two papers. However, she later discovered that after Fang Yihuai told Zhang Mo about it, he also added her name to the papers he published. It's not a big deal if someone owes one or two papers, but if they owe too many, then it becomes a problem.
She's not an octopus, sitting there writing papers all day long.
Anyway, later on, Lin Wei realized how much she owed and started playing dead. But that's a story for later.
She's currently reviewing the materials Zhang Mo sent her, which include information about publishing papers, such as publication fees, peer review fees, and other potential costs.
I only found out after seeing this that you actually need to pay to publish a paper.
Upon seeing the few thousand yuan, Lin Wei automatically skipped over it and focused on the journal listing the payment for articles. She preferred earning money to paying it.
After memorizing the name of the Wenyue journal, she went back to the materials on how to write a paper and began to read them carefully.
"It doesn't seem particularly difficult."
First, it must be innovative; you must write something that no one else has written before. Second, the structure must be rigorous, and the format must be correct. It does look pretty good.
However, it seems that the quality of the paper needs to be higher to meet the journal's requirements. After all, why would someone pay to buy a paper of poor quality?
Because of this, Lin Wei was struggling with what to write. She wasn't afraid of writing a thesis, but the topic was really troubling her.
"Should I choose quantum entanglement or nanomaterials photonic chips?" After hesitating for a while, she finally chose the former because it would be simpler. She only had theoretical knowledge of the latter but no material verification. If someone really investigated her, she would be finished. It was safer to choose the former.
So once the research direction was determined, she came up with a suitable name, and after finishing the name, she began the introduction.
She wrote down the knowledge fluently without even needing to look it up, but because she needed to use some references, she had no choice but to find some from other people's papers and insert them.
In just half a day, she wrote two full pages. This brings us to the fact that after starting university, she generously bought herself a laptop, so she wrote her papers on the computer. Consequently, her typing speed also improved considerably.
Yang Ru had been seeing her typing on the computer these past few days and wondered what she was doing, so she went up to her and asked, "What are you doing? You've been typing away on the computer all this time?"
Lin Wei: "It's nothing, just trying to write a thesis." This is unthinkable for first-year students, as it's something they've never encountered before, and unless something unexpected happens, they'll only need it when they graduate.
So the others came over to take a look. They initially thought it was a paper on clinical medicine, but after one glance, they frowned. "Why is it physics?" They weren't stupid; they could tell the difference between clinical medicine and physics.
Lin Wei: "It's about physics. I'd like to write about clinical medicine, but we need research subjects and control groups. Otherwise, what's the use of just theoretical knowledge?"
She didn't even like it.
Leng Yuan glanced at it a few times and found she couldn't understand it, nor did she know what she was writing. At this point, everyone thought she was just trying it out casually. After all, in the dormitory, Lin Wei acted like an ordinary college student.
She said she'd give it a try, and it's probably just a try.
So after a short while, the group of people, who were only half-understanding and half-not-understanding the dry physics, dispersed one after another, finding it all rather dull.
Lin Wei spent two days writing and polishing the paper. When it looked quite impressive, she submitted it to the Wenyue Journal's email address, writing "Lin Wei from University A" in her name, remaining true to herself.
If it doesn't approve, she'll submit them one by one according to Zhang Mo's information. Eventually, one of them will be acceptable. Of course, if the price is too low, she might actually spend her own money to publish in a journal out of anger.
When she published the paper, she didn't forget to add Gao Fuya's name. After all, she initially wrote the paper to repay Gao Fuya as the second author.
The next day, when Zhang Mo asked her how her paper was going, she replied directly, "It's finished and I've already submitted it."
Upon hearing this, he was surprised. "Sent? So fast?"
Considering that it takes him one to two weeks to publish a paper, unlike her who had only asked him about it a short time ago, he had already published it.
"May I take a look at your paper?"
Since this was no big deal for Lin Wei, she sent it directly to him, asking, "Is there a problem?" If there was a problem, she could fix it.
After reading it, Zhang Mo remained silent and said, "No." She wrote very well, even better than he had imagined. The structure was rigorous, and it didn't seem like she was writing a paper for the first time.
But then he said that her writing didn't have much of her own style; it just felt stiff, which was quite similar to the materials he had sent her before.
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