My art is too advanced.

Chapter 368 Someone's Bringing a Pillow While I'm Dozing Off? (Seeking Monthly Tickets!!!)
Even some of the higher-ups at Ningda University were completely bewildered.

It would be one thing if your School of Humanities hired Professor Zhou as a professor, and they wouldn't have said much, but to give him such a high position directly?
They felt this was a complete waste of talent. Putting aside everything else, Professor Zhou would definitely focus more on the School of Literature later on, so wasn't this just a waste?

Moreover, the country doesn't really need top-tier talent in the humanities right now; talent in science and engineering is what's truly important and what the country needs.

At least that's how it is at Ningbo University. It's not that they don't value the humanities, but it's pretty much like that.

Liberal arts are more like an add-on.

That's just how things are; there's no shortage of storytellers.

Therefore, they still have quite a few objections to this matter.

If you're a humanities student, just focus on your humanities studies.

However, Dean Chen was absolutely determined to ensure that Professor Zhou received this title, because their School of Literature had very few second-level professors anymore.

He felt that he could elevate Professor Zhou to the status of a senior professor, that is, an academician of the humanities, during his lifetime.

Taking advantage of the fact that their School of Arts at Ningda University still has some influence, they definitely need to make this happen beforehand.

Of course, the first thing is to overcome all opposition.

Dean Chen has indeed done this, and he has done it very well.

Zhou Yue didn't think much of it.

He transitions seamlessly between being an engineering professor and a cultural scholar.

Of course, it's not impossible that higher-ups would talk to him, but he didn't say much. He simply said that he supported Dean Chen's various decisions, and if Dean Chen couldn't withstand the pressure, then he would just give up his professorship.

But Dean Chen is indeed a stubborn old man, and even so, he was pushed into this position, and of course, he has the qualifications to do so.

"A second-level professor in the Faculty of Arts."

After the appointment letters were presented, Lin Ning took the items and sighed softly, "Brother Yue, you're truly unbeatable, aren't you?"

"There aren't many liberal arts professors who can do this much, let alone someone like you who's not an expert."

"Who says I'm an amateur? If I were an amateur, could I really have researched and verified so many characters? Could I really have built such a massive dictionary project?"

Zhou Yue rolled her eyes at him.

“It’s different, Brother Yue. Your achievements are achievements, but without the academic qualifications or diplomas, many people may not recognize your level.”

"What can I do? With my current level, can I go to Peking University to pursue a PhD in literature?"

And believe it or not, if he had gone to study there, he would definitely have passed the exam by now.

But it's pointless. Even if you do finish your PhD, you might only end up as a teacher.

To be a university professor, you don't need to have such high achievements at all.

Therefore, he now feels that academic qualifications are the least useful thing for him, and it's more practical to do something more useful.

but.

Clearly, some people have noticed this as well.

Director Li quickly sent him a message.

"Professor Zhou, do you need a degree? You just need to register here, and we can handle everything else. You can get your doctoral degree certificate in a year."

"Of course, the premise is that you have to finish your graduation thesis. This graduation thesis is probably not a difficult task for you at all."

Zhou Yue "..."

He used to feel like someone would bring him a pillow when he was dozing off, but now he probably doesn't really need it!

Of course, it's just a matter of registration. Director Li is well aware that Professor Zhou may not have time to come and study, but his level is already more than enough to graduate with a doctorate.

He has even been promoted to professor in the School of Literature, and is now at the second level.

This is probably second only to some of the senior experts in the School of Literature. Even at a university the size of Ningbo University, there is only one person in the School of Literature who can surpass the level of a second-level professor.

That's Dean Chen.

Of course, this refers to those who are still employed. If they are retired, there are still some.

After all, the humanities are not just literature; there are other disciplines as well.

"Okay, thank you very much, Director Li. But won't there be any problems with this procedure?"

He thought this might be similar to a part-time graduate student, but they study linguistics, so how could they be part-time graduate students?
so.

Is this how you get a PhD in a year?
"No, it's actually just a PhD application. After all, Professor Zhou has a PhD in engineering, so it's easy for us to handle. It's basically a double PhD."

Director Li was clearly very familiar with this process.

And there won't be any problems.

Zhou Yue thought about it for a moment and it seemed that it was indeed feasible, and it didn't have much to do with Director Li; he could handle it himself.

Go directly to Dean Chen, and then apply for your doctoral program across disciplines. You might be able to get your doctoral degree in a year. Graduating with a doctorate is really just a matter of writing a dissertation.

As for why it takes a year, there are some procedures to follow.

You can't just say you're going somewhere and then go there.

After Zhou Yue put down his phone, he asked, "Do you want to pursue a PhD in literature?"

"Of course, this is about linguistics."

“I don’t have that time.” Lin Ning shook her head gently. “I don’t have Professor Zhou’s energy. He flies all over the country, attending one academic conference after another, and even giving lectures abroad.”

"Just thinking about it makes me dizzy."

"I think Ningbo University is pretty good, I like Ningbo University!"

"I also quite like architecture."

"Alright then, it seems you can't inherit all of my mantle."

"Go ahead and learn from me, who can learn from you!"

"You're practically an art professor now. Why don't you just build your own university and pass on all your knowledge?"

"Isn't it widespread enough already?"

"not enough."

"At least many ordinary students can't hear your lectures; they can only find your teaching videos online, but of course, those videos are quite blurry."

"Didn't I write a textbook?"

“Textbooks all have a reading threshold, which is completely different from lecturing. Moreover, the way Brother Yue writes textbooks is different from how you lecture.”

"It seems that I can't understand your textbooks, but when you lecture, look at what you talk about on TV shows, even the elderly and children can listen with great interest."

Zhou Yue, "..."

Lin Ning's complaints actually have some merit.

However, he would never admit it.

all in all.

The benefits of the textbook are written in the textbook. As for the course, we'll record it later. He doesn't have time right now, and he's not sure when he'll have time.

In short, he felt there was still a lot to do.

(End of this chapter)