947 Virtue (3/4)

Chapter 947 Virtue (34)

After leaving the dozen or so pieces of paper behind, Lu Zhou left gracefully.

Looking at the stack of A4 papers in Xiaotong's hand, Professor Krugman opened his mouth dumbly, seemed to be hesitating about how to speak, remained silent for a while, and finally spoke.

"This is a gift from your brother. How to use it is up to you to decide."

"You can choose to publish in your own name, or you can choose other methods. I don't want to use my opinion to disturb you, even though I recommend the former... After all, your brother obviously doesn't care much about achievements in economics, and I also hope that it can help you... Of course, how to choose is still up to you.”

Although the academic circles have severe penalties for academic fraud and plagiarism, they do not pay too much attention to who completed a result.

It's like some unscrupulous tutors oppressing students, or even depriving students of their research results, but as long as they don't make a lot of noise and force people to jump off a building, everyone will not take it seriously.

And in the same way, if there is a generous mentor who is willing to give up what he has worked so hard to do to the students, in most cases, the academic world will default to this fool who voluntarily gave up the ownership of the research results.

After all, there are so many people engaged in scientific research in the world. If they do not follow the "spirit of contract" and rely on "rational analysis" to guess which research results are made by whom, wouldn't the world be in chaos?

Besides, no one is that boring.

Even rules with loopholes are better than no rules.

Therefore, in theory, if Xiaotong regards this achievement as her own and publishes it in a paper, no matter whether she has the strength to write such a paper, as long as Lu Zhou himself does not say anything, then even if there are doubts, the academic circle will By default, this achievement was done by her.

After staring at the paper in his hand for a long time, Xiaotong took a deep breath, and finally said with firm eyes as if he had made up his mind.

"I made a decision!"

"I didn't choose to take the academic path for the Nobel Prize or anything else. Although I admit that it is really tempting, but... I still want to make my own results."

“I would be very happy if it was recognized by other people because of the paper I collaborated with my brother... But if it is not like this, I always feel... a little weird.”

She doesn't reject working with her elder brother to complete the same project, and she doesn't reject her elder brother's desire to rely on him more, but if it's the kind of feeling that it doesn't matter whether she has herself or not, and she wins completely, that kind of achievement is not the same. is what she wants.

It may be a bit arrogant to say so, but this is exactly what she faces the most true thoughts in her heart. She hopes to become a scholar worthy of the title of "Professor Lu's thesis collaborator", not a person who just rubbish Someone else's research results...

She looked down on such a person from the bottom of her heart.

Although she admits that she is still very weak now, but he is so strong that even an accomplished scholar like her mentor, Professor Krugman, would feel the pressure...

But she is still young, and she believes that she still has infinite possibilities!

With that said, Xiaotong looked at her tutor, Professor Krugman, and said seriously.

"I want to publish these things in the name of my brother... is that okay?"

"Journals are definitely not allowed, but we are now at the International Macroeconomics Forum, and papers are not the only channel for publishing research results, but..." Professor Krugman looked at Xiaotong seriously, and continued, "Have you really thought about it? This is a Nobel Prize-level achievement. I suggest you think about it for another night."

Without any hesitation, Xiaotong nodded lightly.

"I've already thought about it."

Although a little regretful, Professor Krugman's eyes were full of approval.

"When I'm my age, I've seen a lot of young and promising scholars, and I've also met a lot of successful scholars, but scholars who can have the same qualities as you... can be said to be rare."

"Maybe one day I should visit your parents. To be able to teach such excellent children, they must also be quite excellent people."

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, they're just ordinary people," Xiaotong curled the corners of her mouth, with a sunny smile on her face, "but I love them very much."

Professor Krugman laughed, patted his thigh and said, "A person's average or excellent does not depend on his academic achievements, but on whether he has a strong heart. You are too young and too impetuous. You'll know when you get old. Go back and rest early, Professor Andis and I haven't eaten yet, since you've already eaten, don't sit here with us even an old man."

Xiaotong left.

At the dining table for four, there were only two left in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Professor Krugman with a somewhat regretful expression, Professor Andis poked his elbow and comforted him with a congratulatory tone.

"You recruited a good student."

"That's right." Professor Krugman nodded, and said with a soft sigh, "I can't be tempted by Nobel Prize-level achievements... If I haven't already won it, I'm afraid even I won't be I can do it."

"But I also have to say, it's a pity for her."

Andis raised his eyebrows: "It's really an accident."

Krugman: "Accident?"

"Yes, you old guy actually thinks about things from the perspective of your own students. I've heard a lot of rumors about you. In short, they are all bad things about ordering people around."

"You said those rumors?" The corner of his mouth curled up in disdain, and Krugman continued, "Don't think that you are worthy of being my student if you enter my office. My student is not so easy to be."

Those idiots who are not recognized by him are just "employees" he recruited to complete teaching tasks or project tasks.

rumor?

Let them talk.

Who cares about these things?

...

In fact, on the way back, Lu Zhou also realized that his actions might be a bit inappropriate.

But after he thought about it, since Xiaotong was the same kind of person as him, there was no need to worry about things that would never happen, so he felt relieved.

The improvement of the Lu-Bewley model is out of his responsibility as a scholar. As for giving it to Xiaotong, I hope she will complete the complete thesis because of his love for his sister as a brother...

Of course, he admits there may be an element of coddling in it.

A Nobel Prize-level achievement, and he himself does not care much about achievements in the field of economics. Perhaps he has not noticed that he has always adhered to the principle of honesty in the signature of academic achievements. In fact, he subconsciously hopes that Xiaotong can use She released this model under her own name...

After returning to his hotel from Xinrui Hotel, Lu Zhou casually threw the invitation letter on the desk by the floor-to-ceiling window. But just when he was about to sit in front of the computer and work for a while, his stomach let out a grunt.

With the sound of "goo", Lu Zhou finally realized that when he was in the cafeteria, he was not full at all...

"Hey, I pretended to be patronizing, and I came out before I was full... It's a big loss."

Touching his protesting stomach, Lu Zhou turned his attention to the wall clock on the wall.

It's half past nine.

If he went to bed right away, there would be no need for extra meals, but if he went to bed now, it would be too early.

Forget it, what the hell.

Anyway, he has such a physique that he can't get fat no matter how much he eats and drinks.

Just when Lu Zhou was about to call the hotel front desk and ask them to bring up a late-night snack, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

I took it out and saw that it was from my senior sister.

After pressing the connect button, Lu Zhou brought the phone to his ear and said.

"Hey?"

With some anticipation in her voice, Chen Yushan asked cautiously.

"Are you free tomorrow?"

Lu Zhou thought for a moment, nodded and said, "It seems to be free, what's the matter?"

"Then wait for me at the hotel tomorrow morning! I'll pick you up by car! You agreed to go with me when you're free, don't forget!"

As soon as she finished her sentence, before Lu Zhou had a chance to speak, Chen Yushan, who called the phone suddenly, hung up the phone quickly.

Listening to the busy tone from the other end of the phone, Lu Zhou, who hadn't recovered yet, had a confused expression on his face.

"...?"

Why did it hang up all of a sudden?

Is it not to give him a chance to release pigeons?

But he didn't intend to let the pigeons go!

Thinking of this, Lu Zhou couldn't help but laugh.

Where is the trust between people!

But speaking of it, the call came at the right time.

If he didn't have this phone call, he would have almost forgotten about it...