Deep Space Wandering Fleet-Chapter 41 - Probably a Weakling
Chapter 41: Chapter 41 Probably a Weakling
After the conference ended, almost everyone was bubbling with excitement and anxious anticipation.
Professor Lu quickly proposed several broad directions, and everyone chose their favorite topic to avoid overlapping ideas within the Mechanical Engineering College.
If this series of papers was successfully published, it would be enough to make up a special issue, and it would be a great opportunity for the Mechanical Engineering College to break into the top ten nationwide!
“With higher rankings, graduates won’t have to worry about finding jobs… and it would also attract various high-end manufacturing enterprises.”
Thinking about the certain improvement of various indicators, Professor Lu became more and more cheerful, and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Happiness came so fast, it was almost overwhelming.
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“Right, Zhang Yuan’s paper needs to be published as soon as possible. All our work is based on it. Without its publication, we can only hold onto our papers,” Professor Lu Junzhe suddenly remembered this important detail, “It would be best to get it published in ‘Modern Science’ as soon as possible.”
‘Modern Science’ is almost the most influential journal in the country, a top-tier Q1 journal.
“…I’ll personally help him edit it!” Lin Wenda offered.
“No.” Professor Lu Junzhe shook his head, “He is not your student, better not to meddle too much. Poor editing could cause trouble. Just give some editorial recommendations; let him handle it himself.”
“Actually, they’re all insignificant details, not that important. Get it approved quickly, so we can publish our papers…”
“You’re right.”
Regular publications usually undergo a triple review process: initial editor review, peer review, and chief editor’s final review. It can take as little as one to two months or as long as half a year to a year to review, which made Professor Lu Junzhe very anxious.
Such urgency, truly urgent.
Because as long as Zhang Yuan’s paper wasn’t published, they couldn’t cite their research results.
Publishing without citation would be considered plagiarism, which would cause serious trouble!
“Alas, send him the expedited review email for the editor too, and get it published quickly.”
As for whether it could be accepted?
Such a question had naturally never crossed the minds of Professor Lu Junzhe and Lin Wenda.
If that paper couldn’t get through, ‘Modern Science’ might as well close down.
…
Half an hour later, Wang Zhong found an additional email in his inbox.
“An exceptionally innovative and valuable paper, it is recommended to submit directly to ‘Modern Science’…”
“Editorial recommendations are as follows…”
Wang Zhong was delighted to see his grand-student praised, knowing that if the paper wasn’t good, they wouldn’t suggest submitting it to ‘Modern Science.’ He then forwarded the email to Zhang Yuan.
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Zhang Yuan received the email promptly and was stunned as he read it.
“They actually want me to submit to ‘Modern Science’!”
Zhang Yuan pondered deeply for a while, then sighed heavily.
He originally intended to submit to just any journal, but Professor Wang had even sent him the submission email.
It seemed that the “inspiration” his father left him was probably meticulously selected essence, much better than he had imagined.
Without delving into these “inspirations,” Zhang Yuan wouldn’t have been able to uncover the hidden treasures within.
“Thanks, dad.”
He faintly understood then the well-intentioned efforts of his father.
Since the editorial recommendations suggested quick submission, he might as well make some casual changes, like modifying sentence structures; and he could cut out any overly verbose parts…
Yes, in his eyes, these were meaningless things.
He was diligent, but never wasted his diligence on meaningless tasks.
“Let’s leave it at that.”
After three hours and some minor edits, Zhang Yuan felt shy about bothering the experts to review his paper again and sent it directly to the editor’s email…
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“Let’s go have some fun!”
At that moment, a female voice came from outside the door.
Opening the door, he saw Han Ziyue had invited herself, smiling at him from just outside his dorm room.
He wondered how she managed to sneak past the dormitory supervisor and make her way to the male dormitory.
Zhang Yuan had just submitted his paper and was in a great mood, “Don’t you have training to do? The summer camp during the vacation is for studying, not for playing. Besides, a girl coming to a boys’ dormitory could be kind of…”
“What could it be?”
Zhang Yuan’s eyes drifted up towards the ceiling, “Could be…unsafe.”
Han Ziyue boldly stepped into the room, looking around, “Why are you sounding like my dad? What era do you think we’re living in that you can’t loosen up!”
“What? Loosen up?”
Han Ziyue then mischievously added, “Today is Saturday, you know. There’s no need to keep studying all day long. As for safety… do you really think you could do something to me? Weren’t you always a proper person?”
Zhang Yuan blushed, “I definitely wouldn’t.”
His small room was not at all messy; on the contrary, it was very tidy and didn’t have the usual smell that one finds in boys’ dorms.
“Your place is cleaned up nicely, you must be good at household chores…”
Zhang Yuan recalled his slovenly father—who else would do the chores if not him?
He even knew how to cook, clean, and scrub the toilet…
He said, “I am someone who is going to be on a spaceship, after all. If I didn’t maintain personal hygiene, wouldn’t I end up gassing out an entire spaceship? If there were a lot of complaints, I could lose my wakefulness rights and be put into forced hibernation.”
Han Ziyue curiously sat on another stool, one hand propping up her chin, “Haha, poor hygiene and you get forced into hibernation?”
“Exactly. And it’s not just that. If you commit a crime, you’d also be forced into hibernation. Anyway, you stay in hibernation until a new civilization arises, and then you’re allowed to wake up for the trial, according to the law.” Zhang Yuan shrugged and closed some of the books that were open on his desk.
“That’s just awful, waking up from hibernation only to go to jail?”
Zhang Yuan nodded, “That’s right… but normally people wouldn’t commit crimes on purpose, right? What brings you here?”
Han Ziyue invited him, “Actually, it’s nothing much, just thought we could go to the water park together. What do you say?”
“I don’t want to go, I need to study!”
Remembering the earnest pledge he had made the night before, Zhang Yuan dragged a stool and seriously sat in front of the computer, pretending to edit the paper he had already submitted.
But the “Learning to Distract Method” isn’t almighty, and with a girl looking over his shoulder, Zhang Yuan always felt distracted.
“Ah, I remember now, you really are a studious nerd. Back in high school, you always loved doing homework. When you dated my sister, you often did her homework, and you even helped me with mine…”
Han Ziyue found the memories incredibly amusing.
“When did I ever like doing homework? I did it because I had to…” Zhang Yuan remembered those times from about five or six years ago.
Back then, Han Ziyue always loved to be the third wheel. Even kissing his girlfriend required her consent, which was incredibly annoying.
And just like that, she had grown up so much.
Time really does flow like water.
Han Ziyue glanced at Zhang Yuan’s computer screen, with a hint of admiration in her voice, “This is your paper? Would you let me read it? Are you thinking of submitting it? Writing papers must be harder than winning competitions, right?”
“…I can’t really say which is harder, I’ve never won any competition prizes myself. Each has its difficulties, I guess.”
Zhang Yuan inwardly doubted whether Miss Han, with her beauty but no brains, could understand any five consecutive words in it.
From her loser vibe, it was clear… she was probably a bottom-tier student.
After all, she never liked doing homework and was never a top student from the start.
And really, a sophomore girl—no disrespect—the level is just not there.
