Another student stepped onto the stage.
"You too. Don't beat around the bush—your plagiarism is ancient. You even copied from the 1990s. It must have been hard finding such an old paper."
"Professor, I didn't plagiarize..."
"Professor Julius of the University of Sydney published a paper on the secretion patterns of Blue-Ringed Octopus neurotoxins in April 1996, didn't he?"
"Professor, I was wrong. I—I—I..."
Song He sneered and turned to scan the terrified students. "All of you, remember this too. I don't want to hear this kind of nonsense again. If I say you plagiarized, I'm sure of it. Anyone who argues gets held back for graduation immediately!"
The students' faces all went deathly pale. Clearly, quite a few of them had "borrowed" from other papers and were guilty as hell.
Undergraduates at other universities were actually allowed to borrow material, as long as they revised it enough to reach the level of "paying homage."
But Professor Song was clearly utterly merciless. Whether it was borrowing or paying homage, he struck straight at the essence and branded it plagiarism. None of it would pass!
"The paper you copied studied the Blue-Ringed Octopus. Couldn't you use your brain and conduct some extended research?" Song He asked.
"Tell me, how many kinds of Blue-Ringed Octopus are there?" Song He asked again.
"I'm sorry, Professor... I—I don't know."
"This is how you treat scientific research? You wrote a paper about the Blue-Ringed Octopus, yet you don't even know about its relatives?" Song He sighed in disappointment.
"Besides the Blue-Ringed Octopus, there are also the Greater Blue-Ringed Octopus and the Lesser Blue-Ringed Octopus. Study both of them using the same methods, expand your paper, compare them and summarize the patterns, then publish an SCI paper! Aim for a Q2 journal!"
"I'll call someone to