You are worth tens of billions before you come to the system?

Chapter 193 The hornet's nest

"None of my business?"

Lin Zitai left a sentence on social software, which can be regarded as a response to the matter.

As if adding fuel to the fire, countless university doctoral supervisors and professors have issued articles accusing Lin Zitai, saying that the academic circle is no longer pure and has been invaded by capital forces, which is heartbreaking...

Playing the victim, trying to seize the moral high ground, gain public support, and let the authorities intervene.

The essays are thousands of words long, citing classics and references, and the re-examination rate is less than 5%.

People who like melons on the Internet are also watching the excitement and don't take it too seriously. They go everywhere to stir up trouble and create heat, causing public opinion to become more and more intense.

After just a few days of waiting, there was no official intervention. Instead, incidents such as a doctoral supervisor from a certain university seizing the right to publish a student's thesis for his children, and academic Daji came to light one after another.

The news was exposed and immediately caused an uproar across the Internet. The seemingly pure ivory tower was no longer pure.

Netizens discovered that the path to academic success is so similar to the way HIV is transmitted.

Not only through mother and child, but also through blood, and now even sexually transmitted diseases.

It was obviously a college student who exposed the school scandal, but the online denunciation of Lin Zitai also dissipated.

Netizens suddenly realized that Lin Zitai was not invading and tarnishing the academic circle, but purifying it.

Because to this day, they also know that a scarf is like a dog, and it will wag its tail at whoever is rich and powerful.

In the past, if there was negative news about universities or companies, as long as the number of participants increased sharply, they would hardly survive for three hours.

But this time it has been on the headlines for more than ten hours, and there is no sign of withdrawal. Even those who raised issues have not been resolved or reconciled.

Netizens couldn't help but think of a line in "The Adventures of Jackie Chan", 'Only magic can defeat magic. '
Through the popular science reminders from self-media and anonymous Zhihu bosses, they also understood.

No matter what thoughts and purposes Lin Zitai had, this time it was for their benefit.

Because studying is the best way for ordinary people to counterattack. If academic resources are monopolized by academic circles, their last way out will be completely blocked.

To put it bluntly, it is none of their business if foreigners can’t understand the high paper rewards and the purely Chinese weekly?

There are only two countries in the world, domestic and foreign. Ordinary people will basically be born and die in China throughout their lives.

The opinions of foreigners are not important to ordinary people, but are important to those who have the resources of famous foreign schools.

Countless high school students, college students, and even ordinary people after graduation have expressed their support online for the limited Chinese version of "Biology Age", which is available in limited quantities.

At the same time, the magazine on the fifteenth floor of the building received thousands of academic paper submissions in just a few days.

Lin Zitai also announced the news on social media and recruited 30-50 paper reviewers and senior editors.

Use this news to declare your victory.

"Out of control."

Lin Zitai looked at the so-called experts and professors and silently deleted his previous comments.

To run an academic magazine, it is not enough to have money. The key is to be powerful. There are three medal winners of the Republic, one of whom is a Nobel Prize winner, one is a contemporary Shennong, and Cheng Zhiyu, a quasi-Nobel Prize winner.

This wave can be called a huge trend. I really don’t know where these academic old Biden got the courage to go against him.

It was really because the foreigner had received too much money and was blinded by Taole. If he hadn't been able to find definite evidence yet, he wouldn't have let anyone go.

Suddenly, Lin Zitai received a call from Han Jiang, saying that he hadn't been here for a long time and if he had time in the evening, he could bring Ye Xiya over for a casual meal.

Lin Zitai responded with a smile: "Of course, as long as you look for me, I will have time no matter what time."

Han Jiang graduated from the University of Political Science and Law. He went to the mountains and countryside in his early years. In his middle age, he worked at Beijing University and Fudan University for decades.

There are students all over the country, including many administrative and educational leaders. This sudden call may be a warning.

That afternoon, Lin Zitai took Ye Xijue to Huangshan Courtyard to visit Han Jiang.

"Grandpa Han, we are here to see you again."

Ye Xiyue smiled sweetly, carrying the ingredients and heading to the kitchen with ease to prepare tonight's meal.

Han Jiang's face was full of smiles, and his eyes were full of joy, as if he were looking at his granddaughter: "Xiaoye, what are you going to eat tonight?" "Steamed sea bass, stir-fried assorted vegetables, a serving of seasonal vegetables, and winter melon soup."

Ye Xiyue was very considerate. Considering that the old man's teeth were not very good, he prepared only light and easy-to-chew ingredients.

Many visits also allowed her to understand Han Jiang's character.

He likes ordinary home-cooked dishes the most, and the total cost of all the ingredients does not exceed 100 yuan.

"Okay, okay, I finally have a good meal tonight. Xiao Liu's cooking is always not as delicious as yours."

"No way, Grandpa Han, you praise me too much. Aunt Liu's cooking skills are very good."

Aunt Liu, the nanny next to her, also smiled and said, "Miss Ye, you are so humble. There are very few girls as beautiful as you who can cook."

"Stop praising each other and do it slowly. Xiaolin and I will go for a walk outside."

Han Jiang and Lin Zitai came to the garden outside the courtyard. As they were walking, Han Jiang suddenly said: "You have made a lot of noise recently."

Lin Zitai smiled and said, "Why would this little thing alarm you?"

"A small matter? You are getting louder and louder now."

Han Jiang was both relieved and helpless: "The official said they would help you solve it, so why are you so anxious?"

Literati are the group of people who should not be offended the most. The academic style in China has been prevalent for a longer period of time than in Europe and the United States.

The style of academic circles in Europe and the United States only developed in the past hundred years. Looking at China, the disciples of Confucius and Mencius during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Five Hopes and Seven Surnames in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and even a certain Pu Military Academy in modern times were also a type of academic faction.

Even Han Jiang himself has been teaching and educating people for more than forty years and has students all over the country. He is also a kind of scholar.

What's more, in the alumni associations of Fudan University in the north of Qing Dynasty and even the second-tier 211 universities, academic circles are everywhere.

Lin Zitai has stung a hornet's nest this time. Although there is secret support from the government, his every word and deed from now on will be observed by countless people with a magnifying glass.

Whenever Lin Zitai makes any mistakes, he will be backlashed by public opinion and criticized by countless mathematicians.

The support of ordinary people is indeed important, but ordinary people have no channels to speak out, and public opinion is still controlled by literati.

Lin Zitai smiled, with a nonchalant look on his face: "As long as it's good, I don't care about the so-called birth name."

Han Jiang frowned: "What about your descendants? Where are your relatives? You don't care, and neither do they?"

"Teacher Han, life is short. If you worry about everything, what's the point of living?"

Han Jiang was speechless for a moment and sighed with a wry smile: "You still have the same virtue. I hope you won't regret it in the future."

"Absolutely not." Lin Zitai was very sure.

If he is still alive, he will not let himself suffer backlash. When he dies, it will be meaningless if there is no backlash.

Anyway, he couldn't see or hear.

Han Jiang hesitated to speak, and finally a relieved smile appeared on his face: "Give me some face, let's calm down for a while, the official will handle this kind of matter, don't add any more trouble."

Once upon a time, he also hoped to become someone like Lin Zitai, but in the end he had no choice but to take another path.

It is difficult not to forget the original intention, but he hopes that Lin Zitai can always unite knowledge and action.

"No problem, as long as they don't mess with me, I don't have time to talk to them anymore."

Next is the launch of new drugs, Mojin's listing in Hong Kong, and the advancement of hair growth projects.

Lin Zitai was only free during this period and could play with them, and he usually didn't bother to care.

"I seem to smell the aroma of food. Let's go back to eat before it gets cold."

Han Jiang smiled and said no more. Lin Zitai was so smart that he should be able to understand the official attitude.

Because the official asked him to relay the information instead of contacting Lin Zitai personally, it meant that there was room for mediation.

They will clean up the environment in the domestic academic circle and try to reduce the negative impression brought by the international community as much as possible.

(End of this chapter)