"If this experiment fails again, I really won't be able to graduate."
I stared at the data on the computer screen, my fingers trembling slightly. After three months of hard work, I was once again dismissed by the instructor - "The method is wrong, do it again."
The lights in the laboratory were on until three in the morning, and the sound of the centrifuge was like some kind of countdown. Students of the same class have already submitted their first drafts, but I am still worrying about the data of the control group.
"If this continues, it will really be delayed..."
My topic is the regulation of agricultural stress resistance genes. It sounds high-end, but the reality is that the seedlings die, the data is abnormal, and the results of repeated experiments will never match up. The instructor's eyes became colder and colder, and there was a hint of pity in the discussion among his classmates.
The sky is falling, can I still make a comeback?
I started frantically searching the literature, staying up late to revise the plan, and even secretly went to the experimental field to measure data in the middle of the night. Every failure is like slipping one more step on the edge of the abyss.
But I'm not willing to give in.
——If I can't even graduate, what else can I do?
This is a race against time, but also a contest with yourself.
"This time, I must let the data speak for itself."
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