From top student in college to scientific research powerhouse

Chapter 10 I'd rather die!
Zhang Minghao was also concerned about the disciplinary announcement publicly released by Donggang University.

However, he already knew.

Having prepared himself mentally beforehand, and even having experienced 'suicide,' his mindset had long since stabilized. After all, he was not the original, and his feelings for Donggang University remained only in his memory.

He is about to enroll at Jiangzhou University to begin his new doctoral studies.

Although theoretically it may take an extra year or two to complete the course, knowledge accumulation is also very important, and the 'thinking stats' in the system also need to be improved with knowledge.

Pursuing a doctorate for an extra year or two and accumulating more knowledge may help improve one's thinking skills.

He also felt that Donggang University released the information too late.

I thought it had already been released a long time ago and he hadn't paid any attention to it, but it turns out it was only released now.

Upon closer reflection, I understood.

The Faculty of Science's Academic Investigation Committee determined that the experimental data was falsified, but dismissing a doctoral student cannot be done simply by issuing an announcement.

He wasn't the kind of student who couldn't graduate on time; rather, he was an outstanding student who came from a gifted youth program and pursued a doctorate at a young age.

Even Yang Xuewen, the vice president and head of the Faculty of Science, cannot be dismissed at will. Donggang University is not his personal enterprise; the proper procedures must be followed.

Following standard procedures, a week is already considered fast.

Donggang University issued a statement indicating that his file had been transferred and he had no further connection with the university.

Zhang Minghao exchanged a few words with Yu Minxia and Li Li, moved a small table from Li Li's bedroom, and then went into his own room and closed the door.

He also checked the announcement from Donggang University.

The announcement was simple: the academic committee had investigated and determined that his experiment involved data fabrication, and decided to dismiss him from his position.

The text is short, but it is very serious.

Doctoral students who are dismissed by the university due to disciplinary action will have their records specially recorded, making it very difficult for them to pursue a doctorate in China again, as few universities will accept students with academic blemishes.

The professors wouldn't accept them either; the application wouldn't even pass the document review stage.

While reading the announcements, my phone kept receiving various comforting messages.

Xue Kun sent a message: "Don't worry about that announcement, don't overthink it, you're starting school soon."

The classmates are also talking about this.

Several classmates he got along well sent him messages, and some even chatted with him privately. The general content can be summarized as follows:

"I heard about it, it's all because of that Yang Xuewen!"

"Even if it were fabricated, it's just a short paper, not a doctoral dissertation, and it has absolutely nothing to do with graduation. How could the school do this!"

"Falsifying experiments! That's ridiculous, Zhang Minghao, you're a top student, why would you need to fake it?"

"I've inquired around. It's possible that your former mentor, Xue Kun, had a conflict with Yang Xuewen at the school, and they were abusing their positions for personal reasons..."

Zhang Minghao patiently read through each message, which were from his classmates and friends.

After replying to a bunch of messages, I felt really strange. It seemed like everyone was comforting me as a 'heartbroken best friend,' and they were all ganging up on that guy.
That's somewhat the idea...

He couldn't help but laugh and replied, "Don't worry, I'm fine now."

"I'm about to enroll at Jiangzhou University and pursue my doctorate under Professor Xue Kun."

After sending the message, he checked the names of two people who seemed unusual; their contact names on the messaging app were labeled 'Supermarket Owner' and 'Brother's Mom'.

The father and mother in this life.

As a child, he was the pride of his family, with outstanding academic performance, and was even selected for the gifted youth program.

When I was a teenager, my parents divorced.

He lived with his father, who was a supermarket owner. His father was busy purchasing goods and running the store every day. Later, as his business developed well, he became even busier.

Later, his father remarried, and he gained a stepmother, and soon after, a younger brother.

The same thing happened with my mother's side. She started a new family, remarried, and had a younger brother, so we gradually lost contact with each other.

When I went to university, I only asked my father for living expenses. After I started graduate school, I began to take care of myself and only went home once a year for the Chinese New Year.

My father's business was doing well; he owned several large supermarkets, and the family became wealthy, but family ties grew even more distant.

"This is probably also the reason for his previous depression."

Zhang Minghao shook his head thoughtfully; for him, family ties only existed in his memories.

It's good that we don't contact each other much; it avoids awkwardness.

While I was pondering this, I noticed that the software had received a new message from...

Angels in white?

The "angel in white" refers to the female nurse who performed CPR on him when he first transmigrated.

Perhaps because of the circumstances at the time, that serene face and worried eyes remain etched in my mind to this day; I can picture them with my eyes closed.

After adding each other as online friends, they chatted briefly. Zhang Minghao expressed his gratitude, and the other person offered some kind words of comfort. The message from the 'angel in white' was also related to the announcement from Donggang University. "Is it because of this?"

Below is a screenshot of the announcement.

The follow-up messages were one after another: "Don't do anything rash. Even if you can't get a PhD, you'll still graduate with a master's degree from Donggang University. That's really impressive!"

"Going out to find a job is a good thing. Nowadays, there's not much difference between PhDs and Masters in finding jobs; they're all the same."

"It's good to enter the workforce early..."

Zhang Minghao patiently read through the article, first thanked him, and then replied, "Don't worry, I'm fine now."

"I am now preparing to enroll at Jiangzhou University and will continue my doctoral studies under my original supervisor."

The nurse replied in surprise, "You're in Jiangzhou? My hometown is Jiangzhou!"

Where in Jiangzhou?

"at……"

"I haven't been there before, but I don't know many places. I've only been here for a week, and lately I've been staying near the university..."

They talked for about twenty minutes before stopping.

The "angel in white" is a nurse, and her work is quite busy, so she can only send messages during her free time.

Zhang Minghao also put down his phone, turned on his computer, and began writing his thesis seriously.

He has completed the paper summary and pre-submitted it. The next step is to refine the paper and submit it for publication.

With core content, mathematical papers are relatively easy to write. Just paste the main content of the paper, pay attention to the format, and make some improvements and revisions.

in the living room.

Li Li and Yu Minxia were talking quietly, and the focus of their conversation was naturally Zhang Minghao.

Yu Minxia pointed to the door and asked worriedly, "Won't he do something rash?"

"What a blow! Donggang University publicly announced his expulsion. Will this affect his enrollment? Boys usually care about their pride, so they hold back their tears when they're sad. He seemed fine just now, all alone in his room..."

"What do you think we can do?"

Li Li popped a potato chip into her mouth, pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and suggested, "How about we buy a cake?"

"You celebrated your birthday!"

"How about we go for a fancy meal? I heard there's a new hot pot restaurant that just opened in the central square, and the food is really authentic!"

"You wanted to eat it yourself, didn't you?"

Yu Minxia smirked and muttered a few words of complaint, feeling that Li Li was really unreliable. She stood up and quietly walked to the door of Zhang Minghao's room.

Gently turn the doorknob and push it open a crack.

"Squeak~~"

The door wasn't very good quality and still made a noise, leaving Yu Minxia frozen in place in embarrassment.

Zhang Minghao turned his head away.

Yu Minxia said awkwardly, "I just wanted to see what you were doing."

"Write a paper," Zhang Minghao said casually.

Yu Minxia asked in confusion, "You haven't even enrolled yet, so how come... Oh right, is it that research?"

She exclaimed in surprise, "Professor Meng told me about some really amazing research that found patterns in approximate substitution transformations for several special complex terms."

"Correct."

Where do you plan to publish it?

"Professor Meng recommended that I publish in the English version of the Journal of Applied Mathematics, T2, which is also SCI Q2, so it should be fine, right?"

"Well, come on!"

After Yu Minxia finished speaking encouragingly, she closed the door, turned around, and sat back on the sofa, her face full of sadness.

Li Li quickly stuffed a potato chip into her mouth, chewed it crisply, and swallowed it before asking, "Didn't you say you were going to comfort him? Why did you ask about the thesis instead..."

Yu Minxia turned her head, her voice trembling with tears, "I'm the one who should be comforting you!"

Li Li was taken aback.

Yu Minxia held up three fingers and quickly said, "How old is he? He's three years younger than me! Forget about being dismissed or not, he's already starting his PhD two years earlier than me!"

"Furthermore, he's a physics PhD student who completed his math thesis before even enrolling, and it was submitted to a T2, SCI Q2 journal..."

"It would be quite an achievement for my doctoral dissertation to reach this level, and he hasn't even enrolled yet..."

"I'd rather die!"

(End of this chapter)