Chapter 61 No, he really does have one SCI chapter.
Chapter 61 No, he really does have one SCI chapter.
The next day at 2:17 PM.
Chen Jing dragged the final version of the Word document into the shared folder and let out a long sigh.
"nailed it."
She turned her head and waved to Lu Feng, who was checking the results of the parameter sensitivity analysis.
"Junior, the first draft of your paper is out. Come and take a look."
Lu Feng stood up from his chair, carrying a half-empty bottle of mineral water, and walked to Chen Jing's workstation.
On the screen, a 24-page PDF document unfolds.
Title, Abstract, Introduction, Model Establishment, Solution Process, Results Analysis, Conclusion.
The chapters are complete, the format is correct, and the chart numbering is also accurate.
Lu Feng dragged the roller and swept from top to bottom.
The first three pages are alright; the abstract is decent, and the literature review in the introduction is fairly complete.
By the fourth page, problems began to emerge.
In the section on model building, Chen Jing copied the derivation process from his draft paper verbatim, without changing a single word.
The formula is correct, but the connection between the context relies entirely on universal conjunctions such as "from the above formula", "obviously", and "it is easy to know".
Lu Feng scrolled down.
The results analysis section is even more outrageous.
There were three charts on the table, each accompanied by two or three sentences, all of which were meaningless statements like "The chart shows that the curve is trending downwards."
There is no physical explanation, no explanation of its engineering significance, and no comparison of the results with existing literature.
The ocean is all water.
Lu Feng took a swig of mineral water and placed the bottle on the corner of the table.
On second thought, Chen Jing was a third-year mathematics student, not a mechanical or aerospace major.
Being able to build such a complex modeling paper framework in one day is already an extraordinary achievement.
But if you submit this, the judges will be able to tell the difference at a glance.
The model is first-rate, but the paper is third-rate.
It's like preparing a meal with top-quality ingredients, only to have the plates made of paper and the chopsticks made of twigs served.
"How is it?"
Chen Jing rubbed her hands together and cautiously approached.
She clearly read something from Lu Feng's expressionless face, and her hands unconsciously twisted together.
"The framework is fine, and the formatting is correct."
Lu Feng dragged the cursor back to the fourth page and pointed to the screen.
"But the content needs major revisions."
Chen Jing's shoulders slumped.
"I'll do it."
Lu Feng pulled over a chair and sat down, placing his hands on the keyboard.
Instead of starting from scratch, he directly edited Chen Jing's documents.
Move the cursor to the first paragraph of the "Model Creation" section, select it, and delete it.
Type it in again.
"Look here."
As Lu Feng made the changes, he turned his head to talk to Chen Jing.
"The modeling part can't just be about listing formulas. The judges aren't looking to see if you can copy formulas; they want to see why you chose this model, not anything else."
He added a sentence at the beginning of the paragraph explaining why he chose the Pontryagin maximum principle instead of dynamic programming.
The state variables are continuous, the control variables are bounded, and the structure of the two-point boundary value problem naturally fits the maximum principle.
"And here too."
The cursor jumps to the results analysis section.
"Charts are not just for show. Each chart must answer at least three questions: what physical phenomenon does it illustrate, what is the cause of this phenomenon, and how does it differ from existing research?"
Chen Jing stood beside him, her head very close, almost touching Lu Feng's shoulder.
She stared at the rapidly changing text on the screen, her pupils dilating slightly.
Lu Feng made changes extremely quickly.
Delete one paragraph and add three.
Each revision was accompanied by a verbal explanation, delivered at a slow pace but with an extremely high information density.
"The abstract is too long. Cut it down by a third. The judges won't spend more than 30 seconds reading the abstract. You have to cram all the innovative points in within 30 seconds."
"The last paragraph of the introduction should include a sentence that clearly states the contribution of this paper. Don't leave the judges to guess what you did."
"Avoid clichés in the conclusion. Just list the numerical results directly: the optimal flight time is 487 days, and landing fuel consumption is reduced by 34% compared to the traditional method. Numbers are more convincing than adjectives."
Zhou Xiaoxiao also came over at some point, holding a pen in her hand, frantically taking notes in her notebook.
After listening for about ten minutes, Chen Jing finally couldn't help but speak up.
"Junior, you understand academic writing this well even in your freshman year?"
Lu Feng's fingers paused on the keyboard.
"I know a little."
He deleted a redundant description and replaced it with a concise summary.
I previously wrote a Q1 SCI paper.
Chen Jing's notebook slipped from her hand and slammed onto the table with a "thud".
Zhou Xiaoxiao's pen tip pierced through the paper.
On the programming team's side, Li Hao was wearing headphones and debugging code, so he didn't hear the conversation here.
But Wang Zhe and Liu Yu turned their heads at the same time.
"SCI?"
Behind the partition in area A-07, a figure stood quietly.
With his arms crossed, Wu Heming watched Lu Feng revise his thesis through the gap at the top of the partition.
He was just routinely inspecting the progress of each team when he passed by A-07 and was captivated by Lu Feng's explanation about thesis writing.
Those words cannot be learned from textbooks.
What does it mean that "judges spend no more than 30 seconds looking at the abstract"? What does it mean that "numbers are more persuasive than adjectives"?
This is practical experience that can only be summarized by someone who has gone through the entire process of submission, review, revision, and acceptance.
A freshman?
Just as Wu Heming was about to shake his head and leave, that casual remark suddenly entered his ears.
"I wrote one before, and it was published in an SCI journal."
"It's from District 1."
Wu Heming's feet were rooted to the spot.
Having been in academia for over twenty years, he knows all too well what SCI Q1 means.
The number of undergraduate students nationwide who can publish papers in Zone A each year can be counted on two hands.
Moreover, without exception, all of these people were either gold medalists in competitions during their junior or senior years or core members of their professors' research groups.
Freshman year?
That's just bragging.
Wu Heming snorted coldly in his heart.
Young people are ambitious and eager for success. In order to save face in front of their teammates, they dare to say anything.
But he didn't expose him on the spot.
After all, it's during a competition, and there's no need to dampen the morale of the participants.
He turned and walked back to his corner, sitting down in a chair.
He took out his phone.
Open your browser and type in "Lufeng SCI".
The search results took two seconds to load.
The first one is...
Research on Strongly Nonlinear Dynamic Model of Gear System Based on Fractional Calculus and Multi-Scale Perturbation Method
Author: Lu Feng.
Journal: Mechanical Systems and Signal Processing.
Impact factor: 8.934.
JCR partition: Q1.
Wu Heming's hand, holding the phone, hovered in mid-air, motionless.
He scrolled down two more lines.
Published in October 2012.
Author's affiliation: School of Mechanical Engineering, Gangcheng University.
Corresponding author: Lu Feng.
It's not a nominal authorship, nor is it a second or third authorship.
First author and corresponding author. Independent authorship.
Wu Heming brought his phone screen close to his eyes and looked at the impact factor number again.
8.934.
His best paper was only 4.2 in impact factor.
The phone almost slipped from my hand.
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