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Chapter 335 The Prestige of a World-Class Scholar! (Seeking Monthly Tickets!!!)

There was another matter that Principal Yang personally arranged.

But when the actual notification came down, he was still dumbfounded.

"You said you'd organize a seminar for me?"

"Correct!"

Several university presidents are sitting here, and almost every one of them is an academician.

Principal Yang spoke earnestly.

"Professor Zhou's academic status is not low, almost no less than that of an academician. Moreover, he is an academician of the Imperial Academy of Sciences, which is no less prestigious than that of academicians in the country, and even more valuable."

“Teacher Zhou is turning twenty-five, we must celebrate this big!” another principal said.

Zhou Yue, "..."

He was completely speechless. Can you believe how he's speaking?
Must you have a big celebration at 25?

He's only been in this academic circle for a few years, only three!
He had no idea when they found out his birthday. Oh, it's not a secret, almost everyone knows, but he never thought of doing anything special. Even on his own birthday, he would just invite his classmates out for a meal and that would be fine.

And he even paid for it out of his own pocket.

He doesn't even want any gifts. If you can give him some handmade little things or thoughtful little gifts, he will be very happy and will even put them on his bookshelf.

But he's just an ordinary person, and he doesn't think he's anything special. Does he have to have a big celebration for his 25th birthday?

It's really baffling; he's not fifty-two!
absurd!

I don't know how this idea came from these highly educated intellectuals, and why they did it so seriously.

"I think this matter should indeed be taken seriously, after all, Professor Zhou's academic standing is widely recognized, and his current status is different from before."

"Twenty-five is a big milestone. I believe that Professor Zhou will achieve even greater success in the years to come. But twenty-five is exactly the age of our Ningbo University, so we can't just ignore it."

"I think so too. We should reach a consensus on this matter, hold a symposium, and invite various celebrities and experts in architecture to come and talk about Professor Zhou's academic career."

"Let me recount my teaching journey over the past three years, as well as my expectations and hopes for the future."

Zhou Yue, "..."

I don’t understand. I don’t understand.

What are you mumbling about?

These people, including Teacher Guo, clearly didn't intend to give him a chance to speak. They finalized the matter directly and were even studying the specific details, leaving him out in the cold.

absurd!

He himself found it absurd, but these people all had serious faces and finalized the matter, even the funding.

They decided to use 300,000 yuan to handle this matter.

Zhou Yue, "..."

You might as well just give me this 300,000 as a birthday present!

He sat there listening, feeling somewhat uneasy.

He hadn't expected these people to care so much about this matter.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, these people think that his time at Ningda University may be running out, and he may be transferred to a higher position soon, or even transferred to a lateral position. In short, his contract is about to expire, so holding a symposium is quite meaningful.

and.

They also felt this was a great opportunity for publicity, given that their architecture programs, including civil engineering, hydraulic engineering, and other related fields, were ranked second in the country and among the top ten in the world.

There is also a world-renowned scholar.

Such scholars, without elaborate celebrations, can hardly achieve their publicity purpose.

The matter was settled, and the next step was to issue invitations to scholars from various fields of architecture.

When an elderly academician from Pingzhou University received the invitation, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Yes, Teacher Zhou is twenty-five years old this year, that's right!"

"A twenty-fiveth birthday should be celebrated in grand style, after all, he's an academician of the Imperial Academy of Sciences, a world-renowned scholar, and the youngest academician in the world." "Whether he's the youngest professor in the world is hard to say, but he's definitely the youngest second-level professor!"

The average professor's level is usually only four.

A second-level professor is second only to an academician.

At Jinghua University.

The university president also had an invitation.

His gaze was somewhat strange.

After a long while, he slowly uttered a single word.

"rough!"

Professor Cao's side.

Looking at the invitation.

long silence.

"Teacher Zhou has only been in the industry for three years, and he's already holding a seminar?"

"We need to talk about what he's been up to in the last three years, right? Even if it's not his birthday, we still need to go and see him. What are you planning to give him?"

"I think it's better to just give money than to pour out your heart. I'll give five thousand!" Professor Lin said directly.

Professor Cao rolled his eyes at him. "That kid doesn't seem to be short of money. Look at his project funding, he doesn't even try to get the money out of his pocket. If it were any other professor, they would just pocket all the remaining money from the project. He has the confidence to do that because he's not short of money."

"So what do you want to give? A token of your affection?"

"What's your intention?" Professor Lin asked dismissively.

"I really haven't decided yet. How about I send a big cake? Hey, that makes sense!"

Immediately afterwards, Professor Cao went to work on the design drawings.

He decided to design a different kind of big cake, a cake shaped like a landmark building in Ningxia Province.

In short, it just needs to be different from what other people give.

Professor Lin thought he was very sick.

Why not just send money directly?
Why do we have to put on some kind of thoughtful gesture?
This puts him in a difficult position. If he simply gives money, wouldn't that seem really tacky?

"Never mind, I'll just send you a car."

Professor Lin sighed. "That latest model, costing several hundred thousand, should be good enough, right?"

Professor Cao, "..."

Upon hearing this, one can only sigh that Professor Lin truly lived a life of great wealth and honor.

They're really spending money like water!

Direct delivery of the car?

I can’t even think about it!

However, Zhou Yue's relationship with them was indeed very deep. Every time he came to Jinghua University to give a lecture, he would greet them or visit them.

They're all quite familiar with each other now.

They even frequently visited their homes. As for sending them cars, that was simply an elder's way of showing affection to a younger generation.

"This will make it difficult for Teacher Zhou to reciprocate with a gift next time it's your birthday."

"It's okay, he can give me whatever he wants. I'll like anything he gives me. If he just gives me two Nature papers, I'll like them even more!"

"It's not even night yet, why are you talking in your sleep?"

In short, most prominent figures in this industry received invitations.

(End of this chapter)