Song He: "What are you talking about? Do you even need an interview? Just come and handle the enrollment procedures when the time comes, all right?"
Xie Kefu sent a string of dog-head emojis. "Isn't that inappropriate?"
"It is, but it's settled." Song He also sent back a string of dog-head emojis.
Xie Kefu's application was purely a huge surprise for Song He. Although his current research and development team was full of experts, Lou Jinghui was the only mathematical expert. If something happened to Team Leader Lou and he could no longer work—for example, if he ended up in the hospital or went to the moon—Song He would have to rack his own brains over much of the data analysis.
Xie Kefu was a timely gift. He had a background in mathematics, with solid fundamentals, and if properly trained, he would definitely become a great asset. Of course, that was assuming he actually passed the preliminary exam and scored at least above the cutoff.
After the graduate school entrance exams ended, Frontier Technology University's final exams also came to an end soon afterward.
Song He continued his old routine. He made the exam questions unbelievably difficult, but the Usual Grade accounted for a very high proportion. After the exams, he gave the students a little boost, so not a single undergraduate under him failed, and they all happily went home for the New Year.
On the School Forum, someone looking for fun organized a selection for the "Most Conscientious Teacher of the Final Exams." Song He won first place by a wide margin.
More than thirty students chose to remain at school during the vacation and help out in the laboratory. Song He generously awarded them extra credits. Including the three Provincial Top Scorers, more than a dozen students