Chapter 969 Give It to Him!

I have to say that Karnov's ideas are really tricky, and there is really no one in this world more suitable to review this manuscript than Professor Stanley.

After all, in a sense, this is no different from reposting the paper and sending it back to the contributor, letting the contributor save his own manuscript...

Binghamton University.

In a laboratory of the Department of Chemistry.

Professor Stanley, who had just returned from a class outside, threw the textbook in his hand on the sofa near the door, hummed a cheerful tune, walked to his desk and sat down.

Since the failure of the contest a few years ago, ExxonMobil has lost the opportunity to enter the lithium-sulfur battery market, and it has also lost its trust in him.

This double blow from career and self-esteem once caused him to suffer from depression.

But over the years, he gradually came out of that person's shadow.

Especially when he watched Lu Zhou's successive research results on TV, his heart knot was almost completely untied.

Is he not the only one who lost to that person?

Material science itself is a science full of metaphysics. Some people do not necessarily get the desired results after repeated experiments, but some people can succeed just by chance.

Even Martin Chalfie, the 2008 Nobel Laureate in Chemistry, said, "Sometimes you can't trust the inherent experience too much. If the experiment doesn't go well, just throw the sample on the ground or on the table or in the sea water, and then Do it again, basically it will be successful, no matter what the experiment is.”

For Professor Lu, who is obviously blessed by heaven, it is better to hide as far away as possible.

Just when Professor Stanley was about to ask his assistant to make him a cup of coffee, the assistant sitting at the desk suddenly spoke.

"Professor, you have an invitation to review an article from JACS."

Reviewer invitation for JACS?

interesting.

Professor Stanley replied casually: "Print out the paper and show it to me."

"Okay, Professor."

Looking at the busy assistant, Professor Stanley suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask him to make a cup of coffee.

Hey, people are really old, and their memory is getting worse and worse.

Forget it, go soak yourself.

Sighing and shaking his head, Professor Stanley stood up holding the armrest, walked to the coffee machine in the office, took the cup and poured himself a cup.

When he returned to his desk, his student and assistant had brought the printed thesis and placed it in front of him.

Leaning on the office chair, drinking coffee and glancing at the title of the thesis, Professor Stanley couldn't help but sneered.

Li-ion battery?

This is another manuscript submitted by a fool who didn't wake up.

However, just as his gaze moved down one line, his eyebrows twitched like a beetle that had been electrocuted.

Lu Zhou!

"It's really bad luck..."

Muttering something in a low voice, Professor Stanley took a sip of coffee, pretended not to see the name, and quickly looked at the abstract of the paper.

But it doesn't matter.

The moment his eyes touched the first line of the abstract, the coffee he had just drank in his mouth immediately sprayed the table like a watering can for flowers.

"The shameful thief! Liar! Thief! Shameless!"

Coughing violently, Professor Stanley roared, ignoring the hot coffee spilled on his clothes, he stood up suddenly from the office chair, and slapped the coffee cup on the table.

Startled by this series of shouts, everyone in the office was stunned. They didn't dare to pant and lowered their heads. They only dared to confirm the expression on the professor's face from the corner of their eyes.

Holding the five-page thesis with both hands, Professor Stanley's eyes were full of anger, and he wanted to tear it all up.

This caged carbon molecule!

He is so familiar!

Even if he burns the memories of the past twenty years to ashes, it is impossible for him to forget that summer six years ago, when his academic career that made him rise to the top was tragically defeated by the carbon nanoballs of Waterloo!

"...When the oxygen purity on one side of the modified PDMS film is higher than 96.7%, and the side is in an almost oxygen-free environment, the carbon nanospheres doped in the modified PDMS film will act as a porter, transporting oxygen Molecules are transported from side to side."

"...This phenomenon is very strange. The environment requires a non-linear decrease in the oxygen concentration as the thickness of the modified PDMS material decreases. Regarding this peculiar phenomenon, I speculate that there are two possibilities... Fake! This shameful... …shame……"

His face was flushed, and he really couldn't think of any words to continue cursing Professor Stanley, as if his breath was stuck in his throat, and he didn't catch his breath.

Seeing this, the assistant hurried forward, brought a glass of water and handed it to him.

After drinking a glass of cold water, the breath that didn't come up finally subsided.

"thanks……"

Breathing calmly, he sat back on the chair and looked at the crumpled thesis paper again. Professor Stanley's eyes were full of remorse.

He was played.

It's not just that he's being played.

ExxonMobil was also tricked.

Although they were tricked once six years ago, they were tricked by a "double agent". But what he didn't expect was that after six years, he would be teased by this guy again...

"Damn...why didn't I think of..."

Holding his hair remorsefully, Professor Stanley muttered to himself with a painful expression.

Why didn't he try to add that caged carbon molecule to the polymer material and see what it would do in a pure oxygen environment?

As long as he has done experiments in this area, with his rich experience in the field of materials science, he will definitely find something unusual in it!

However, the reality does not exist if this statement.

Moreover, ordinary people will not have unreasonable whims, and add the research results of the lithium-sulfur battery experiment to the modified PDMS material for no reason, to study its transport properties of oxygen molecules on the surface of the material in a pure oxygen environment ...

At the same time, while cursing the "thief" from Huaguo, he also selectively ignored that the model of the material was originally "stolen" from Lu Zhou's Sarot laboratory...

Seeing the furious professor, the students in the office looked at each other, not knowing what happened, and dared not ask.

Six years ago, most of them were not here, some were still studying undergraduates, and some were even still in high school...

Looking at the emotional boss, the assistant standing by the desk asked tremblingly.

"Then... we reject the manuscript?"

"No," Professor Stanley, panting heavily, crumpled up the manuscript in his hand and threw it into the wastebasket next to him. "Give it to him!"

assistant:"……?"

Students: "???"

Overdue? !

Being so angry, can you still swallow this breath?

After looking at the boss in a daze, and confirming that he was not joking, the assistant went back to his desk and sat down silently, and began to edit and reply to the "JACS" email.

Although the usual review process is not so fast, but since the supervisor has read the paper and decided to submit a draft for this paper...

Just write the templates for review comments and so on.

Seeing the assistant working hard there, Professor Stanley, who had gradually calmed down, muttered angrily in a voice that he could only hear.

"Such an important achievement... Even if the Nobel Committee is not very interested in materials science, the judges of the American Society for Materials Research awards should still consider it."

Even though he did not discover the properties of this caged carbon molecule in the modified PDMS material, if this thing can really open the curtain of the era of lithium-air batteries...

How much can still bring him some benefits.

Still so angry though!

However, this breath had to be swallowed again.

It took more than a dozen deep breaths to calm down his soaring blood pressure. Professor Stanley, who was leaning on the office chair, reluctantly made a compromise.

For the sake of that shameful groundhog who added a citation mark to him in the paper, I should be more magnanimous to scold him less...