At a Junior College, I Had to Get a Nobel Prize to Pursue Graduate Studies

"Dr. Li Gang, hello. Please bring your CV to Room 302 of the boys' dormitory at the Maritime College on the 19th of this month for an interview. I'll choose one doctoral supervisor from among you."

Huang Lian sits on his bed, smoking a Huanghelou cigarette and looking at the doctoral supervisors crowding both inside and outside the room. He clears his throat. "Let's start with introductions. I don't want some useless supervisor."

"Professor Huang, I'll get down on my knees and beg you to take me on as your graduate student! Please!"

"Mm, got it. Next."

"Professor Huang, my name is Mu Gangxian. I like singing, dancing, and rap. I research engines, and everyone on my team is a young, beautiful woman. You can just smoke and drink tea when you come work with us."

"Mm, got it. Next."

"Professor Huang, I'm Mu Wanqing from XX University. I lead the research on drones, and we've hit a bottleneck with materials and algorithms. I hope you'll take me on as your graduate student and give me some guidance..."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.