I stayed up late doing experiments and writing papers in Germany, and he used my results to evaluate professors in the country.
Under the banner of "childhood sweethearts" and "husband and wife are of the same mind", he made me willing to be a "shadow writer", and the first work will always be his.
Until I heard that he asked the mistress to use my thesis to graduate, and that woman was teaching my child to call her "new mother".
Reborn from sudden death, I returned to the late night when he sent his first "cooperation" email.
This time, I smiled and closed the dialog box.
Steal my achievements? I want you to spit it out with interest.
Three months later, my independently signed article appeared in Nature.
At the academic conference, he and his mistress were livid in the audience.
I faced the camera and calmly showed the earliest experimental records:
"From idea to data, every line belongs only to Lin Xi."
"I will take back the works that were taken away from me one by one with my own hands."
Scumbag, your academic career is over.
