Chapter 18 Bodhisattva is artificially mentally retarded.
The difference between an academic doctorate and a research-funded doctorate is that the former is a doctoral student in the general sense, who pays tuition fees normally every year and receives special subsidies from the state every month. This is an indicator within the normal range of national enrollment. A research-funded doctorate, in simple terms, is an off-plan quota recruited by the tutor. The state is not responsible for paying for training, so the tutor needs to pay for additional training costs and cannot participate in the assessment of scholarships. Of course, there is still a monthly subsidy.
This is the rule on the surface, but most doctoral supervisors recruit students outside the plan. Either the laboratory is short of staff and urgently needs to expand enrollment, or the doctoral supervisors value talents and are not short of money, so they are willing to provide the scientific research funds for training students, and the money is paid directly after the quota is confirmed.
However, most of those who receive research funding are working doctoral students. This training fee is indeed paid by the students themselves, and most of it will eventually be returned to the doctoral students themselves through monthly subsidies.
The doctoral student at Ningbo University who was about to jump off the building was named Wang Yueping. Like Bian Ling, he was also a poor student from the mountains. They even studied the same major. Studying biopharmaceuticals was a pitfall. It was okay for him because he had a family to support him, but without the subsidy that a doctoral student could provide, it was almost a fantasy for him to produce any money-making results.
In the past few years, Wang Yueping could still get by on his stipend. After all, he lived a simple life and lived on campus, so he had few extra expenses and even saved some money. But after his graduation was delayed, his stipend was gone, and his advisor was blocking his thesis. Unless he received 600,000 yuan, he would never get his diploma.
It's not that he hadn't thought of other ways. Wang Yueping contacted the department director and even sent a letter to the principal. The department director also tried to communicate with his supervisor, but the supervisor said that the scientific research funds for his training had been used up. If he wanted to continue the experiment and write a qualified graduation thesis, he had to make up the gap in scientific research funds.
When he enrolled, he clearly had a place for an academic doctorate, but when he graduated, the place was taken by someone else, so he could only postpone his graduation indefinitely. He wanted to seek justice and even consulted a lawyer, but this kind of situation is difficult to define, and he couldn't even sue.
He didn't even know who had taken his place.
Year after year, year after year, for three whole years, some of his undergraduate classmates have graduated with an annual salary of 300,000 yuan, and they only do simple DNA identification work, but he can only do some teaching assistant work to maintain basic living expenses.
Wang Yueping was almost in despair. He didn't know where his future lay. Every day when he woke up, he would hear his supervisor urging him. Six hundred thousand yuan! Where could he get so much money? If he had known that the cost of studying for a doctorate was so high, he should have found a job directly after graduating with a master's degree.
Of course, he had thought about dropping out of Ningbo University, but his advisor was unwilling to sign his withdrawal application. In fact, if he dropped out, he would have to return all his doctoral special subsidies, which was another huge sum of money that he simply couldn't afford. Not to mention that his advisor was unwilling to sign, even if he signed, he wouldn't dare to drop out.
He couldn't imagine what his parents, who were farmers in his hometown, would think if they knew about his situation, so he pretended to have graduated and was working in a big city, and he sent some money over regularly. The cost of living in his hometown was not high, so at least he could scare his parents.
Of course, he also saw what Tianhuo exposed about Ning University on Weibo. To be honest, he believed it completely. He even felt that Bian Ling was much luckier than him. At least he was directly squeezed out of the admission quota for graduate school, instead of being manipulated and crushed like him.
But he was not optimistic about the rights protection of Tianhuo and some others. Popularity is fleeting, and Ningda's relationship chain is so complicated. These are private operating procedures, and even the police cannot find out.
Wang Yueping had to admit that he was a rather useless person. He was one of the majority who were bullied and remained silent.
Until he received news from his hometown that his father fell directly from the roof while helping someone repair it. The hospital issued a critical illness notice that night. Because there was only the most basic rural medical insurance, the surgery would require a large amount of medical expenses.
When relatives in his hometown heard that he was making a lot of money in the big city, they called him overnight. If he had graduated normally, maybe they could still make up some money, but in his current situation, how could he come up with any money?
At this moment, Wang Yueping hated his own uselessness so much that he even knelt on the ground and begged his tutor to spare his life, but his tutor just hung up the phone indifferently.
Life was so painful. He thought studying hard would lead to success, but society... wasn't as black and white as he imagined. Without money, he was nothing. He had failed his parents' expectations, and he couldn't save his father!
So, on a quiet evening, Wang Yueping stood on the roof of the biological laboratory building.
He had stood here for countless days and nights, sometimes to relax, sometimes to review experimental data, and sometimes to take a break to eat a rice ball. But now... he decided to use his death to leave behind his doctoral degree certificate from Ningbo University.
It was summer, the breeze was swirling, and even on the rooftop one could feel the desperate heat.
It had rained, but the rain was not the kind he wanted.
He thought he was not afraid of death, but when he stood on the edge of the rooftop, he seemed to be able to see through thousands of mountains and rivers and see his old father in the ward with all kinds of tubes inserted. He was unfilial, but what could he do? There was nothing he could do!
No one was willing to lend him money. He had already transferred all the money he could borrow to the hospital, but it was still a drop in the bucket.
Three years ago, when he found out he couldn't graduate on time, he thought it was the darkest moment of his life. But now he realizes that the lows in life are always beyond imagination.
Wang Yueping was sitting on the railing. Perhaps someone saw him, so more and more people came downstairs. He didn't know those people, but they all seemed to want to persuade him not to commit suicide. The director and counselor of the department also went up to the rooftop. Perhaps they knew his difficulties, so they didn't dare to speak to him too loudly.
"Wang Yueping, don't be upset. We can still discuss graduation. We will try our best to persuade your advisor. I know you feel bad, but..."
"Don't come over here! Back off! If you come over here again, I'll just jump down. You don't want anyone to get killed right now, right?"
That's too bad. Ningda University is already in the spotlight, and with a life lost, it's hard to explain. The country is about to send an inspection team. Wang Yueping's issue must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise his job will be in jeopardy.
I don’t know if it’s a bad year, why did all the accidents happen in their School of Biology!
"Okay, okay, we won't go over there, but don't get upset!"
"I'm so depressed? If you hadn't bullied me, would I be sitting here? My dad is still lying in the ICU waiting for me to pay for his lifesaving treatment. Where would I get the money? If you hadn't withheld my diploma, would I be considered an unfilial son?"
Director: ...This is really pushing people into a desperate situation.
"Then how about this? I'll start a fundraising campaign on campus to raise money for your father's medical expenses as quickly as possible. What do you think?"
Three years ago, Wang Yueping might have been grateful to the director, but now... he didn't trust any of the school leaders. These people always said nice things but didn't show any commitment in their actions.
"I won't be fooled by you again! Back off!"
Someone downstairs had already called the police, and some even started taking short videos and uploading them online. The director originally wanted to call Wang Yueping's supervisor to at least coax him down first, but who knew that he was actually attending an academic conference abroad. After thinking about it, he felt that maybe he could try to contact Bian Ling. As a fellow victim, there might be a chance of persuading him to come down.
He really had no other choice. If this man died here today, he would have to pack up and leave tomorrow.
"So, they want me to be a negotiation expert?" Bian Ling spread his hands. "Reborn as a great philanthropist?"
Xie Yanwen also thought this was outrageous, but what was even more outrageous was this: "You'd better go. Their online trolls are trying to confuse the public and deflect attention. If you don't go, people might criticize you online for not helping, and it would only reinforce the fact that you have bad character."
"I'm not a bad person," Bian Ling said, with a clear sense of self-awareness. "I'm a person with a moral disability."
...Good boy, you are also a good hand.
"If it were me, I would just pick up the knife and chop that mentor to pieces. Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well die in a more meaningful way. It's come to this, and he's still hurting himself. It's useless." People like this won't survive the first day in the apocalypse.
"Don't be like this. This is a society ruled by law." Saying this in front of him, a lawyer, it seems that she really doesn't take him seriously.
"Then how did he get forced to jump off the building?"
"Host, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Why don't you go and take a look? Besides, this Wang Yueping helped the original owner when she was broke."
"You're an AI, not an electronic bodhisattva. I've only heard that those who are not my kind must have different hearts. How come you, an AI, have more empathy for humans than I do?"
[…Because I am an artificial intelligence created by humans.]
Artificial little idiot is pretty good.
"Forget it, since you are a lawyer, you have the final say."
Xie Yanwen: ...It's over. The department head may have truly experienced what it means to invite a god in but be hard to send him away.
The sky gradually darkened. When the two arrived at the laboratory building of the School of Life Sciences of Ningbo University, there was still a last trace of sunset glow in the sky. When Boss Bian Ling reluctantly climbed onto the roof, it was completely dark.
The police and negotiation experts had arrived a long time ago, but it was obvious that Wang Yueping was quite resistant to them. As he watched more and more people arrive, the despair in his heart grew deeper and deeper.
He wanted to jump, no one could save his miserable life.
If there is a next life, he doesn't want to be a human being anymore, and he doesn't deserve to be a human being.
"If you jump, all the bones in your body will shatter and you will turn into a pool of mud. If your family comes to identify your body, do you think they will be able to recognize it?"
Wang Yueping turned his head stiffly when he heard the voice. The sentence was very vivid. He could imagine himself as a puddle of mud, but he didn't dare to think about the scene of his parents seeing him like that. This was simply... more painful than being tortured to death.
"Since you don't want to die, then come down. Don't you want to save your father?" Bian Ling extended his hand and hooked it. "You have three minutes to climb down. The kind-hearted person next to me has contacted the best surgeon in your city for you. You may not believe me, but I think you don't want to miss the chance to save your father, even if there is only the slightest chance, right?"
Wang Yueping didn't recognize that this was Bian Ling, who had recently become popular on the Internet, but the department head introduced him considerately.
"Can I trust you?"
"Then jump. One body, three lives. You won't have to worry about anything later. Your advisor will be giving an academic presentation abroad and will be laughing until his teeth show in the middle of the night."
...The visual effect was so strong that Wang Yueping flipped down from the edge swiftly.
It turns out that he wanted to live so badly.
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