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Du Yanjun said, "Brother Zhou Cheng, then I'll go to the trauma surgery meeting first."

"Okay." Zhou Cheng nodded, and looked at the large circle of signs placed in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

In the hotel, there are many multi-functional conference and exhibition halls, and today, in addition to the orthopedic annual meeting in Hunan Province, there are also some birthday banquets, and other exchange meetings on architecture, materials and other disciplines that I don’t know are also being held.

There was an endless stream of people coming and going, and most of them were dressed quite formally. The staff on the first floor were also very polite when they met people who asked for directions.

This hotel is so big!

Zhou Cheng searched around for several times before he realized that there are five halls for the annual meeting of the orthopedics department, each on four floors.

The first floor is for trauma surgery and bone tumors. Trauma surgery is a super-large subspecialty, so the exhibition hall is very large. The sign says it is a super-large conference hall that can accommodate 500 people.

Bone tumor is a small conference exhibition hall, which is estimated to be smaller for subspecialties, with only 66 seats.

The three sub-specialties of joints, sports medicine, and spine are all quite satisfactory sub-specialties, so the conference hall only has a slightly smaller multi-functional conference hall with about 200 people.

Spine on the second floor, joints on the third floor, and sports medicine on the fourth floor!

The multifunctional conference hall that Zhou Cheng was looking for was on the third floor, and he took the escalator up. At the entrance and exit of the stairs, Zhou Cheng saw many people exchanging greetings, and he seemed to have found old acquaintances in his words.

"Director Li."

"Director Zhang, hello, hello."

"Oh, isn't this Director Zeng?"

"Professor Du is here too..."

……

Zhou Cheng also saw a tall and thin middle-aged man who looked like a migrant worker in a formal suit. His skin was dark, as if he had just come out of the field, and his hair was a bit messy. , was called "Professor Chen", and was crowded together by a bunch of people, as if his status was not low.

Then I was a little shocked. It’s true that people can’t be judged by appearances, and sea water can’t be measured. If this professor was standing on the side of the street with a towel on his shoulders and a work hat, someone would definitely call him, three hundred and fifty days, let’s go not go?

However, Zhou Cheng also saw some young people wearing glasses and shoulder bags slanted, or they were dressed very trendy, or very formal, wearing suits and ties, also chatting there.

"Yan Bo, you are so awesome, you have already become the main speaker at the annual meeting."

"Where is it, in front of Academician Lin, I dare not make mistakes."

"Fuck, Professor Zhou is here~~"

"Are you talking about Professor Zhou who became a reviewer for a journal?"

"..."

Zhou, is Zhou Cheng's surname. Zhou Cheng thought these buddies were joking with him, and then turned his head to see that a short-cut, young, slightly fat guy, about 1.7 meters tall, left. come over.

His voice was very interesting: "Pipiyan, Saolin Courtyard, Zhuang Sheng, my dream..."

Zhou Cheng stopped to gossip for a while, and then realized that these dudes are all graduate students of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University, MD's are mutually favored in business, one academician, one professor, and one doctorate.

Then, the one called 'Professor Zhou' is really awesome.

It is said that more than 20 SCI articles have been published, basically maintaining the speed of one half a month after enrollment, and continuing to output SCI. At present, it is already a reviewer for two core journals in China, and one SCI journal with a very low impact factor.

He is still a graduate student, but the cumulative impact factor has exceeded [-] or [-], and he is guaranteed to stay in the hospital. It's just that he didn't enroll in a doctorate, otherwise he would graduate.

And I heard from his classmates that he published SCI on the fifth day after he entered the graduate school, and he has already met the graduation requirements...

The person known as Yan Bo is not weak either. The article was published, and I heard that he is preparing to transfer from a graduate student to a direct Ph.D. At present, he has already performed two surgeries in the hospital...

The last sentence Zhuangsheng Wumeng means that the crazy life of the surname Zhuang means my lifelong dream.

This group of people, each one was bleeding.

Even, in it, Zhou Cheng also heard that the doctor surnamed Zhou was molesting another person: "Damn, brother Peng is here, everyone pay attention."

"Zhou Bo, I have already said that I am not social, I only know how to be social, who is still social now..."

Zhou Cheng secretly gave them a thumbs up.

Rumor has it that the postgraduate students of the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University and the Second Hospital are all academic masters and nerds, which seems completely untrue.

When they made a fuss, Zhang Zhengquan couldn't compare to them.

And they only conveyed a little bit of achievement in a few words.

After listening for a while, Zhou Cheng felt ashamed!

He quickly restrained the notebook in his hand, and hurriedly took the escalator to go upstairs again.

……

"It's a bit of a blow." Zhou Cheng went up to the third floor, and reached the door of the multi-functional conference hall for joint surgery, so he murmured.

Then when I walked in, I found that in front of the multi-functional exhibition hall, some graduate students had already started debugging there, and there were also some young doctors, who were probably attending the First Attachment or the Second Attachment, cursing there.

"Microphone, microphone."

"Highlighter, are you ready?"

"Where's the computer? Where's your computer? I've reminded you several times that this time, some experts and professors may not bring a computer with you, so you need to use your computer."

"Multifunctional adapter."

"Have you printed out the class schedule?"

"Then you go and fight..." His temper was extremely violent, and he wished he could eat up the graduate student who was in charge of helping.

Zhou Cheng was at the door, shivering, and then looked around. The staff in the hotel were walking on both sides, paying attention to everyone's request, and some people who were not young had already sat down in the middle.

Occasionally, after seeing an acquaintance, he stood up and greeted him from a distance, or some people with a more straightforward personality would directly pull the person to his side, and then sat down.

In the end, Zhou Cheng only dared to sit in the penultimate row, found a corner seat, and looked at the scene in front of him with complicated emotions.

Feeling excited.

This!

Perhaps it is what Luo Yun said, different platforms have different visions.

Platforms like the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University have already started to participate in the hosting of the meeting when they were graduate students, but Zhou Cheng himself didn't even know what urgent things to prepare for the meeting.

Seeing them busy on the stage, they are sitting on the far left side of the multi-functional lecture hall, and after some experts and professors came, some graduate students were sent to these experts and professors by their superiors to ask Do they want to copy the courseware of the lectures?

"Xiao Shen, is it you again?"

"Ang, Director Fang, it's me again, your courseware, should you send me VX, or copy it?"

"..."

Do you still know each other?

This?

You must know that these participants are either experts and professors, or department directors or ward directors of prefecture-level city hospitals. In this way, after many meetings, their faces are already familiar.

Is it hard to find a job?

Ordinary graduate students, how do you fight them?

With the same ability, if you are the director, would you prefer to find someone with a familiar face or an unfamiliar face.

And in terms of ability, under the influence of this big environment, you have to do it if you can't.

Then Zhou Chengcheng saw the graduate student and a director who didn’t know where they were, and they separated while talking and laughing, and the director also asked the graduate student if he planned to study for a Ph. Kind of.

Zhou Cheng was silent, like a spectator.

There is envy in my heart, but not too much envy.

Individuals have their own fate, some things are like a palace, when you open the door, you are the people in the palace, otherwise you will just stand at the door and wander around for the rest of your life.

Sometimes, what you push open is another door. Although the two of you are walking together, the characters and the world you come into contact with are completely different.

The graduate students were sitting on the far left at the front of the conference hall, and some people were holding microphones and constantly debugging. They should be waiting for the questioning session during the break in the meeting schedule, ready to give the microphone at any time.

Then in the presidium at the front of the multi-functional exhibition hall, there is a podium for the speaker on the left and a chairman's table on the right.

That's the position of the General Assembly Chair for every meeting!

Every chair must be a top player in the industry to be worthy of it.

However, at a certain moment, Zhou Cheng's vision and thinking were interrupted, because he saw that most of the people in the venue stood up one after another, cutting off his vision of looking forward. , and a series of voices sounded behind him.

"Professor Song!"

"Professor Song!"

"Song..."

Zhou Cheng hurriedly stood up and looked back, and saw an old man with white hair and beard, who was supported by several people to walk in, and beside him, there were several people in suits and leather shoes, closely following him .

The old man walked slowly, and everyone paid attention to him.

Moreover, Zhou Cheng also discovered that after the old man appeared, someone asked who it was, and the elder next to him explained.

It’s just that the voice of the commentary was too low. Cai Dongfan and Luo Yun who were beside Zhou Cheng didn’t come, so Zhou Cheng didn’t know him. He had never attended an academic conference before, so he didn’t know this old man with a lot of background.

In the end, to Zhou Cheng's surprise, he did not go to the front few rows.

The first few rows were reserved for experts, but he sat in the middle of the third row.

And just after the old man came in, Zhou Cheng saw two old men walking in slowly from the outside. One of them was still being supported by others, and the other old man was in a relatively strong body. The old man who was supported walked slowly to the third row.

Then after sitting down silently, he didn't chat like the others, but stared straight at the table, watching the young people swaying back and forth, but their bodies remained motionless!

Then, other participants from various prefecture-level cities in Hunan Province also arrived one after another.

Luo Yun also came to the conference hall at a certain time, and then saw Zhou Cheng standing up among the seats that were full, and Zhou Cheng also took a seat for him, which was empty at the moment.

After Luo Yun arrived, Zhou Chengcai asked Luo Yun, "Mr. Luo, who are the three old dicks in the middle?"

"The one on the far left is Professor Song, the former director of the Department of Orthopedics at the Second Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University. He is currently 84 years old. The orthopedics department at the Second Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University is currently built by him."

"Some of the old professors of Professor Song's generation have passed away."

"Director Wang Yongjin of our department, in front of him, he has to call Mr. Song politely. He is also one of the pioneers of joint surgery in Hunan Province."

"Beside him is Professor Xu, who belongs to the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University, and is also the founder of joint surgery. It can be said that although Professor Xu is not the chief director of the First Affiliated Hospital, he is an expert in joint surgery. His contribution even exceeds that of Professor Song."

"It can be regarded as an old-timer of the older generation who purely does research and academics. I don't know how old he is this year, but he must be around eighty."

"The one on the far right is Professor Kong. He is older. He is 91 this year. When he was working, the Second Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University hadn't been separated yet!"

"It is the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University, one of the few surviving veterans and old professors. He was born in orthopedics, but he was transferred to administration halfway. When he was around 50 years old, he returned to orthopedics to contribute to the development of orthopedics and joint surgery. , an indelible contribution.”

"The Department of Joint Surgery and Orthopedics of the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University is able to rank among the top ten comprehensive strengths in the country. They have contributed a lot. Of course, the ranking has dropped a little bit now, but it is not because of the decline in professional ability, but because it has not developed fast enough. "

"Not enough academically." Luo Yun seemed to be familiar with these things.

Of course, everyone else knew what Luo Yun said, and they were not surprised.

The people next to him were not Zuo Hu and others, so no one knew Luo Yun, and they only thought that Luo Yun brought Zhou Cheng here to gain knowledge, so it was no surprise.

Zhou Cheng suddenly realized, nodded, and his heart moved.

This is really a giant, a figure leading an era.

However, during Luo Yun's explanation, the time also slowly came to [-]:[-].

The schedule of the meeting is that the 10 minutes from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] is the opening ceremony, and from [-]:[-], the lectures and academic exchanges will start on time.

During this process, Zhou Chengcheng saw that Professor Lei Zhong from the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University slowly walked towards the host stage, but he went up from the right side, so he should be heading towards the host of the conference.

On the other side was a middle-aged man that Zhou Cheng didn't know, an old man who was not tall and not fat.

After he arrived at the rostrum, he immediately started the opening speech.

"Autumn is cool and crisp, but the weather in Shashi is not cool. It's a bit like a little girl's face. It changes at will, hot or cold."

"Under such a difficult environment, all comrades were able to come as scheduled. On behalf of the Orthopedics Branch of Shonan Medical Association, I would like to express my sincere thanks to all the professors, experts and colleagues in orthopedics who participated in the meeting. Come to the meeting."

"Here, I would also like to thank, especially our predecessors Professor Kong, Professor Xu and Professor Song."

"Professor Xu and Professor Song, although the two old professors have retired for many years, they are still fighting in the front line of the outpatient clinic, and they have participated in every academic conference. They have made contributions to all our orthopedic colleagues in Hunan Province. A role model."

"Professor Kong's legs and feet are slightly improved, but there are academic exchanges, but there are invitations, and there is no absence."

"I respect the spirit of living, learning, and teaching forever." Zhuang Wuchun, on the rostrum, took two steps back respectfully after speaking, turned towards the three professors, deeply I bowed deeply.

at the same time.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Below, thunderous applause rang out, including some invited guest professors, no exception——