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Chapter 122 Workload Efficiency (Please Subscribe)
Luo~ Retracted a message.

Luo~ Retracted a message.

After Fang Ziye sent the message, he saw two notifications like this.

However, Luo Tingzhu did not reply after that, and it is unknown whether she had something to do or was too embarrassed to reply.

However, Qian Qiaofeng generously sent Fang Ziye some preliminary experimental images, which were the original images without any Graphy processing. There were no special notes attached.

Fang Ziye was delighted after reading it. Even without gaining any knowledge points, Fang Ziye was still happy.

The beginning is always the hardest. Although I am not currently involved in the other party's research group and cannot gain any knowledge points, once I have done it once, will it be difficult in the future?

"Thank you, senior brother," Fang Ziye quickly replied, politely.

Qian Qiaofeng then hinted, "Ziye, do you enjoy collecting pictures? What style do you prefer?"

Fang Ziye's pupils contracted, and his face instantly darkened: "???"

That's not it?
How could there be such a big misunderstanding?

Qian Qiaofeng replied very directly: "???"

"H-manga? Novels? Short videos?"

"Senior brother, I'm a little sleepy..."

……

At this moment, in another detached house in an old, dilapidated neighborhood not far from Fang Ziye, Qian Qiaofeng picked at his left foot with his left hand, his left foot resting on a stool, and held his phone in his right hand for a while before muttering, "Little brat, still shy."

"Which guy hasn't shown off at some point?"

However, Qian Qiaofeng would not share his study materials with Fang Ziye until Fang Ziye pointed it out.

These private materials and teachers are, after all, 'pirated' resources, and it is illegal to distribute them indiscriminately.

Qian Qiaofeng was thinking about what to do next when he saw his classmate send him a message with some resentment: "Hey, boss, I have a question for you."

"What's the situation with Fang Ziye from your lab? His resume doesn't seem as impressive as you described."

The one asking the question was Liu Tengyuan.

Qian Qiaofeng increased the pressure of his left hand's rubbing, too lazy to type, and replied directly with a voice message: "No, Brother Yuan, after you went back, you actually investigated Fang Ziye?"

Qian Qiaofeng couldn't understand Liu Tengyuan's ridiculous approach. In Qian Qiaofeng's opinion, it would be more enjoyable to read a few chapters of a novel or watch an episode of anime than to investigate others.

Liu Tengyuan explained, "Boss, it's just that you rarely praise someone, so I wanted to show my respect and admiration."

"But to be honest, Fang Ziye's research workload is at most just average, not as exaggerated as you described, Boss?"

"I took a quick look and there was only one basic article with an 8-point rating. The other articles were just filler pieces that didn't count as much work."

Research workload is a commonly used indicator to measure the depth of basic experiments.

"This is all the output you've produced in three years of master's studies? It doesn't quite match what you said, Boss." Liu Tengyuan's tone was tinged with hope, wondering if Fang Ziye had somehow deceived Qian Qiaofeng, which was why he had Qian Qiaofeng speak on his behalf.

The calculation of research workload and the evaluation criteria for each group are not quite the same.

However, it is true that sometimes, judging the quality of a paper solely by its impact factor is indeed inadequate.

Therefore, each group will have its own workload calculation metrics.

In most cases, it is generally defined as studying the molecular structure of a relatively basic pathway based on a certain cell, which is regarded as a working equivalent, or simply workload.

For example, Fang Ziye's research on the simple relationship between giant cell tumor of bone and HK2 only yields one workload. The output of one workload can only publish 1-2 SCI papers at most, or if you are lucky and it is a relatively obscure tumor, it may publish around 1-4 SCI papers.

However, if Fang Ziye's research involves a circular curve between osteosarcoma and HK2, along with metformin or mRNA, then the workload would skyrocket. It wouldn't be a simple 1+1 of two workloads, but would become at least 3 or even 4.

With this kind of workload, publishing an article with a score of five or six is ​​a piece of cake.

If all the circular relationships between metformin, giant cell tumor of bone, HK2, and mRNA are transparent, then the workload will soar to around 10. With that kind of workload, publishing a paper with an impact factor of 7 or 8 would be considered relatively safe.

If we delve deeper, or even just a little deeper, and explore the entire circular pathway from bioinformatics analysis to molecular biology, to cells, and then to miRNA, and if there are real-world drugs available as research subjects.

With such a mix of tasks, the workload soared to around 40. With all that work piled up, publishing a basic treatise with a score of 40 or higher would be more than enough.

It was precisely because Qian Qiaofeng knew these things that he found it strange.

If Fang Ziye has such strong work ability, then his work efficiency must also be amazing.

Over three years, it's impossible to have only published 10 articles; there should be at least one academic paper with more than 10 articles. That would be worthy of Fang Ziye's operational capabilities.

"Why do you want to show it to us?" Qian Qiaofeng smiled upon hearing this and said noncommittally.

Regardless of whether Liu Tengyuan believes it or not, Qian Qiaofeng is absolutely certain that the amount of work Fang Ziye has stored up is definitely greater than 20, or even more than 40, comparable to a major article of ten or even fifteen points.

"Why?" Liu Tengyuan was taken aback at first.

Then he retorted to Qian Qiaofeng, "Boss, why did you show it to us? You ate the fruit yourself and thought it was sweet, but you're telling everyone the oranges on the tree are sour, right?"

"You don't seem like that kind of person."

Liu Tengyuan didn't think Qian Qiaofeng was such a hypocritical person; otherwise, Liu Tengyuan would never have chatted with Qian Qiaofeng.

What's so interesting about academic bitches? Any bitch is someone he keeps his distance from.

"Brother Yuan, anyway, I can stand by my words."

"Leaving aside the amount of work Fang Ziye is currently doing, I can say with certainty that he completes one project per week, and that's no exaggeration."

Liu Tengyuan's tone immediately turned sharp: "Are you kidding me? One week's workload? Does that mean he could publish an article in one of the top four journals in two years?"

My subconscious seems to be saying, "Don't you dare treat me like an idiot!"
“I’ve told you, but you won’t listen. I’ve explained the actual situation to you, but you still don’t believe me. What can I do?”

"Anyway, I believe it. As for the rest, Yuan-ge, you can take care of your own business."

"However, let me give you a piece of advice: a beautiful lady is sought after by a gentleman, but there should be a proper way to pursue her, so as not to make things unpleasant for everyone."

“My teacher has assigned several of my junior colleagues to do experiments with Fang Ziye. In a way, Fang Ziye is now practically part of our team. I hope Brother Yuan can give me some face and not interfere.” Qian Qiaofeng was about to leave the country, so he still needed to give Liu Tengyuan some instructions.

In order to avoid Liu Tengyuan affecting the tasks of his research group if he left.

But Liu Tengyuan wasn't stupid. If he were a complete fool, he wouldn't have given up so easily: "Chief, was it your senior brother who suggested that your junior brother go with Fang Ziye to do experiments? Or was it you who suggested it?"

"Or perhaps Professor Hong assigned it?"

“Unilateral appointment.” Qian Qiaofeng’s explanation was brief, but very powerful.

Liu Tengyuan's mind sank slightly, as if he had suddenly understood something: "Okay, I understand."

……

Qian Qiaofeng didn't care whether Liu Tengyuan knew or not. He had already made it clear to Liu Tengyuan: don't come and cause trouble for our research group. You can handle your own affairs.

Liu Tengyuan's true intentions were not what they seemed, and Qian Qiaofeng saw it all, but he couldn't quite understand Liu Tengyuan's thoughts.

How could an ordinary woman smell as sweet as a cat-eared girl?
……

The next day.

Qian Qiaofeng left the operating room around 3 p.m. and rushed to the laboratory.

At this moment, Luo Tingzhu, Fang Ziye's little follower, is not in the group. Instead, his two junior brothers have become somewhat integrated into Fang Ziye's operations and have turned into little shadows, even more diligent than when they were following him.

After Qian Qiaofeng arrived, Qin Hang and Zhao Yanlin each respectfully addressed him as "Senior Brother," and looked at Fang Ziye with admiration.

At this moment, Fang Ziye was already immersed in his own world.

Qian Qiaofeng noticed that the culture bottles in front of Fang Ziye were being sterilized directly from the bags!
Fang Ziye produced at least thirty culture bottles in one go, each a large bag of twelve, and stacked them up like bricks.

Normally, for an average person performing such operations, five is considered a very high limit. Take PBS buffer, for example. Most people use 50mL test tubes, but Fang Ziye was using a full 500mL bottle, seemingly without any fear of contamination.

However, Fang Ziye is exceptionally economical with his culture medium.

Serum is expensive, but even so, Fang Ziye always uses 500mL bottles of serum for each operation, and he uses more than one bottle in one operation.

A culture flask typically contains about 15 mL of liquid, so even if there are thirty flasks, that's only 450 mL.

In other words, based on Fang Ziye's consumption rate, it seems that in addition to putting culture medium in the culture bottle, other experimental operations were carried out.

Could it be that my prediction that Fang Ziye could accumulate a workload in a week was relatively conservative?

A basic experimental workload is not simply a matter of performing HK2 assays. At the very least, it would require performing lactate assays, scratch assays, transwell invasion assays, Western blotting, and flow cytometry at the HK2 level that Fang Ziye is currently researching, in order to barely qualify as a workload.

To be able to accomplish so much in a week is already an overestimation of Fang Ziye by Qian Qiaofeng.

However, this is only my own one-sided prediction.

If Fang Ziye can handle more than a dozen experimental procedures at once without any confusion, he could potentially achieve a workload of 1.5 times per week.

Qian Qiaofeng was almost dumbfounded by this work efficiency.

A typical academic graduate student can complete one workload per month, which is already considered quite good.

Fang Ziye's skill proficiency might be a tiny bit higher than his teacher estimated!

"Good morning, Senior Brother Qian." Fang Ziye greeted Qian Qiaofeng politely upon seeing him, without showing any arrogance despite the fact that Qian Qiaofeng was assigned by Associate Professor Hong Zili to learn from him.

There is absolutely no need to be arrogant.

"Ziye, you go about your business. I just came to check on you."

"Qin Hang and Zhao Yanlin, did they disturb your experiment progress?" Qian Qiaofeng asked again.

Although Fang Ziye's workload is not currently apparent, which is reflected in his articles, given his work efficiency, the amount of work he has accumulated should not be underestimated.

"No, no, Senior Brother Qian, both junior brothers were very helpful." Fang Ziye turned slightly to the side and added before continuing with the subsequent pipetting procedure.

The operation was smooth and efficient; he was not distracted while talking.

"Senior brother, we just haven't been able to help Ye Ge yet, and we don't know where to start," Qin Hang explained as the senior brother.

"Then let's watch and learn carefully. In particular, we need to learn from Senior Brother Ziye how to think and how to control the overall progress of the experiment."

"After you've taken your notes, send me a copy later."

Qian Qiaofeng was very calm and knew what he should learn and what he could ignore for the time being.

The way Fang Ziye can perform so many operations at once, his way of thinking and concepts, and his methods for controlling details are what Qian Qiaofeng feels he can incorporate into his research.

Otherwise, if one person were to conduct so many experiments simultaneously, the process would have become chaotic and disorganized long ago.

"Okay, senior brother." Qin Hang and Zhao Yanlin both nodded.

Those who can come to Zhongnan Hospital for graduate studies are not stupid; they know what the key points are. Qian Qiaofeng simply emphasized the most important of the key points.

Qian Qiaofeng left first to organize his reagents and equipment for his experiment.

However, after Qian Qiaofeng took all the reagents to the constant temperature water bath, he turned around and said, "Qin Hang, there are two bottles of original serum in the cabinet at -20 degrees Celsius under my refrigerator. They can be used to prepare mature culture media."

"When we conduct our group's experiments, give it to Ziye. It will have the fetal bovine serum, my name, and the date clearly marked on it."

"Remember to relabel any unused portion and aliquot it into 50mL test tubes for freezing."

"Then there are some reagents, Ziye, you'll have to find them in my cabinet yourself, feel free to use them."

"Thank you, senior brother..." Fang Ziye quickly thanked him, secretly marveling at Qian Qiaofeng's wealth and generosity.

Just two bottles of original, factory-made fetal bovine serum, which cost over ten thousand yuan, were given away without hesitation, along with some test kits.

It's nice to rest in the shade under a big tree.

……

After Fang Ziye finished his own operation, he led Qin Hang and Zhao Yanlin to carry out an experiment they were currently in charge of.

It is a small subtype of lung adenoma, but their research has gone deep into the pathways, reaching the miRNA level. Before miRNA, there are simple direct pathways in mRNA, such as HK2 and LDH molecular biology. Their research group has long been devoured by their senior colleagues.

Naturally, the two of them couldn't start the experiment immediately.

Fang Ziye first distributed a Word document containing the experimental procedures for miRNA levels that he had compiled to two people.

Although they also have corresponding documentation processes, they are probably not as systematic as Fang Ziye's own.

Moreover, the corresponding cell lines have already been processed by Qian Qiaofeng and others. They can use them directly, just like when Fang Ziye first entered the laboratory, and carry out subsequent operations such as scratch experiments without any further special processing.

It's equivalent to being able to live off one's parents in a very mature way.

Furthermore, even Zhao Yanlin has cultivated seven cell lines from three mature cell lines belonging to his own, which demonstrates the advantage of being under a big tree.

Qin Hang has even more.

Watching the two of them take out their respective cell lines from the liquid nitrogen tanks, and the different cell lines within each cell line, Fang Ziye could only feel envy and couldn't say anything else.

Perhaps, the gap in overall strength between Professor Deng Yong's experimental group and Associate Professor Hong Zili's experimental group is larger than I expected.

However, that was in the past.

“Yes, yes, these are it. Let’s revive these cells first. We can passage the ones that grow fast, and we can wait for the ones that grow slowly. Once the concentration is appropriate, we can start looking for the right cell response concentration and the index…” Fang Ziye explained patiently, watching the two of them find the cell lines they wanted from the treasure trove.

Around 5pm.

Seeing that Qin Hang and the other person had finished their experiments skillfully, Fang Ziye stopped instructing them on cleaning up the experimental table and turned to leave the cell culture room.

In the laboratory hall, Jie Han was seen hunched over a table, typing away, while Lan Tianluo, who usually partnered with him, was nowhere to be seen.

Fang Ziye went over and patted him on the shoulder: "Why didn't you go to the training room today? Where's Tianluo?"

Jie Han usually comes to the lab after 7 p.m. Most of the time before 7 p.m. is either in the department, in the practice room, or at home writing articles.

Such time constraints are rarely broken.

Jie Han's current experimental procedure has progressed to the scratch test.

It's like Jie Han using his own money to practice his skills without any worries. Regardless of whether he gets results or not, Fang Ziye will cover the costs of his projects.

Jie Han was furious at this moment, and the mole at the corner of his eye trembled: "He went on a date."

"Damn it, what a piece of shit!"

“I even paid 150 yuan for his date.”

Fang Ziye was taken aback upon hearing this.

He thought to himself, "You're really something, willing to pay for your brother to pick up girls. That's truly admirable."

"Tianluo has a girlfriend? Who is she?" Fang Ziye patted Jie Han on the shoulder, comforting him while gossiping.

"Don't be angry, I'll treat you to dinner later."

Jie Han turned around, his chubby face full of doubt and confusion: "Hey, senior brother, how did Lan Tianluo, with his appearance, manage to get a dinner date with Senior Sister Tingzhu?"

"Is it because of talent?"

Fang Ziye felt a slight unease upon hearing this.

Did Luo Tingzhu go to have dinner with Lan Tianluo?
(End of this chapter)