Chapter 792: Rogue Spirit

"Believe me, son, old man Tennyson has reviewed too many papers in his life. He has seen many talented young people. If he is not a true peerless genius, he is not worth moving!"

Professor Moriarty smiled, and then analyzed Aval Tennyson's mentality for Joan.

"It is precisely because he admires you that old man Tennyson cannot tolerate the flaws exposed in the manuscript even more, so that he reacts too violently."

"After he wrote back to you, he was still bitter about it, and he quickly realized that your mistake was completely caused by a lack of systematic education. This is obviously due to your mentor, the old guy angrily went to me for trouble, It's within reason."

"Is that true?"

Joan was dubious about the tutor's analysis.

"However, in his reply, Mr. Tennyson explicitly accused my thesis of being 'a mess'."

Professor Moriarty laughed.

"That's just his angry words!"

"Really messed up papers that deserve only to be thrown in the wastebasket. Would you lose your temper over something like that?"

Joan shook his head embarrassingly.

"It's the same with Old Man Tennyson. If he loses his temper when he sees a rubbish paper, I'm afraid he will be pissed off."

Hearing what the tutor said, Qiao An felt much better, and he also had a little bit of affection for the strict editor-in-chief.

"Joan, I have read your thesis, and it is very solid, but you lack experience in writing academic papers, and you don't know that academic papers have their own specific patterns, so you will inevitably make many low-level mistakes."

"Actually, it's not a big problem, but it's easy to piss off editors."

Professor Moriarty sat down at his desk, picked up his pipe, and filled it with tobacco.

Joan got up quickly, followed the instructor to the desk, and listened to his teachings.

A stack of manuscript paper was spread out on the desk, it was the manuscript of the thesis that Duoer helped Qiao An transcribe.

Joan glanced over and found that the original manuscript was marked with a lot of red pen circles, as well as densely packed annotations.

It seems that although the tutor didn't review it immediately, he spent a lot of energy to help him correct it afterwards.

Joan couldn't help but secretly grateful.

Professor Moriarty lit his pipe and took a deep breath.

In the following time, Professor Moriarty instructed Joan how to revise the thesis and complete the incomplete abstract and index.

The master and apprentice discussed for two hours, and before they knew it, the sun was setting and it was almost dusk.

Qiao An listened intently, until his stomach suddenly growled, and he remembered that he hadn't eaten all day, and even the stock in his stomach had vomited up after receiving the rejection letter. At this time, he was already hungry.

Professor Moriarty heard his stomach growling, suspended the lecture, and glanced at him with a half-smile.

Qiao An blushed with embarrassment, and quickly covered her disappointing stomach.

"Dol!"

The professor stood up, leaned on the back of the chair, and turned to call the maid.

"Master, what's your order?" Duo'er obediently ran over.

"Get some tea, the sooner the better."

Professor Moriarty pointed to Joan.

"Your task now is to feed this poor child."

Duo'er chuckled, turned around and ran lightly into the kitchen. Within ten minutes, she brought a plate of deliciously baked cupcakes and a pot of hot, mellow black tea.

Joan was also polite, and sat down to eat and drink.

After a while, he swept away all the refreshments on a large plate, touched his full stomach, and thanked Duo'er who came to clear the plate.

Duo'er gave him a charming smile, blinked, picked up the dinner plate, and floated back to the kitchen.

After eating and drinking, Joan continued to listen.

The two masters and apprentices worked until late at night, revising the paper from beginning to end.

According to the tutor's suggestion, Qiao An re-transcribed the revised thesis, and asked the tutor to read it if he felt that there was no problem.

After Professor Moriarty looked at it, he showed a satisfied smile.

"I don't think there is any problem, Joan, do you want to submit another manuscript?"

Joan just suffered the blow of rejecting the manuscript today, and she still has some psychological shadows.

After hesitating for a long time, he tentatively asked, "Would it be better if I submit another manuscript and choose a non-core journal?"

Professor Moriarty shot him an annoyed look.

"Please! You kid is a bit promising!"

Joan's cheeks felt hot all of a sudden.

"Then, it's better to vote for "Ofa Review"...I'm afraid it's not very good?"

"What's wrong?" Professor Moriarty asked back.

"Will Mr. Tennyson be angry when he sees my manuscript again?" Joan was quite worried.

"You are wrong."

Professor Moriarty leaned back in the armchair, lit his pipe at him, and smiled strangely.

"The facts are exactly the opposite of your concerns."

"Old Man Tennyson will only be disappointed in you if you are left with a psychological shadow because of a rejection of a manuscript, and you dare not contribute to the Offa Review in the future."

"Conversely, if you have a thicker skin and are not afraid of blows, and continue to submit manuscripts after revisions, the old guy will feel relieved even if he doesn't say anything."

"is that so……"

Joan scratched his head, deeply feeling that people's hearts are complicated, and they are more elusive than magic.

Now that the tutor had made an obvious hint, Joan could not back down anymore, so he could only bite the bullet and agreed to submit the revised paper to the "Ofa Review" for a try.

Anyway, he had already suffered a blow, and Qiao An developed some antibodies, even if he was rejected again. Nor will it hit him harder than it is now.

"Joan, if you want to be in the academic circle, you must have a bit of 'rogue spirit'. The thicker your skin is, the more you will enjoy it."

Professor Moriarty's words sounded like he was joking, but his demeanor was serious.

Qiao An was really not sure whether the tutor was admiring the so-called "rogue spirit", whether he was playing around with his student, or he was sincerely imparting life experience.

There are some things that the instructor has seen thoroughly, but it is inconvenient for the students to understand them clearly, and he still has to understand them by himself.

Professor Moriarty also told Joan that when submitting a paper, in addition to self-introduction, you also need to provide some necessary information, all of which have rules to follow.

For example, is there any funding support for the thesis-related topics?

For Qiao An, there is no sponsorship from his father for the time being, and he just brings his own dry food for research.

In addition, there are several categories of paper authors.

For example, corresponding author, first author, second author...and so on.

Qiao An is undoubtedly the first author of the paper, so whose name should be filled in the "corresponding author" column?

The corresponding author is the person in charge of the research group. He is not only responsible for communicating with the editorial department of the journal, but also bears the primary responsibility for the quality of the paper, social impact and even academic ethics.

Correspondingly, the corresponding author will also enjoy the largest share of the academic reputation and economic income that the paper brings to the research group.

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