Chapter 121: Research Workload Efficiency (Seeking Subscription)

Luo~ retracted a message.

Luo~ retracted a message.

After Fang Ziye sent the message, he saw two such prompts.

However, Luo Tingzhu did not reply further afterwards; it was unknown whether she had something to do or was too embarrassed to reply again.

However, Senior Brother Qian Qiaofeng quite obligingly sent Fang Ziye some preoperative experimental group images — original images not yet processed with graphy — without any special remarks.

Fang Ziye was delighted upon reading them; even without any Knowledge Point gain, Fang Ziye was happy.

All things are difficult at the start; although he currently had not joined the other party's research project group and could not obtain any Knowledge Point benefits, now that there was a first time, would the follow-up still be difficult?

"Thank you, Senior Brother." Fang Ziye hurriedly replied, very politely.

Qian Qiaofeng at this moment hinted: "Ziye, do you like collecting images? Roughly what style do you like?"

Fang Ziye's pupils contracted, his face instantly covered in black lines: "???"

No, this?

How could the misunderstanding be this big?

Qian Qiaofeng also replied very directly: "???"

"H-manga? Novels, short videos?"

"Senior Brother, I'm a bit sleepy..."

At this moment, in another standalone building of the old, dilapidated community not far from Fang Ziye, Qian Qiaofeng scratched his left foot with his left hand, left foot propped on a stool, right hand holding his phone single-handedly; after looking for a while, he murmured: "Little brat, still acting shy."

"Which man hasn't posed before?"

However, before Fang Ziye took the initiative to see through it, Qian Qiaofeng still would not share his study materials with Fang Ziye.

These private materials and the teacher's, after all, belonged to 'pirated' resources; spreading them at will was illegal.

Qian Qiaofeng was just thinking about the specific planning matters for the follow-up when he saw his classmate send a message with a bit of indignation: "Hey, Helpzhu, let me ask you a question."

"What exactly is the situation with this Fang Ziye of your lab? How come his resume doesn't look as rich as you described?"

The one asking was Liu Tengyuan.

Qian Qiaofeng increased the rubbing force of his left hand, too lazy to type, and directly replied with a voice message: "No, Far Bro, you really investigated Fang Ziye after going back?"

Qian Qiaofeng found Liu Tengyuan's ball-aching approach very incomprehensible; according to Qian Qiaofeng's understanding, with the time spent investigating others, one might as well read a few chapters of a novel or watch an episode of anime for more enjoyment.

Liu Tengyuan explained: "Helpzhu, isn't it because I felt you rarely praise someone, so I wanted to worship a bit?"

"But truth be told, Fang Ziye's research workload at most only counts as mediocre, not as exaggerated as you, Helpzhu, said?"

"I roughly took a look — just one 8-point basic paper, the other several are all water papers that don't count as workload."

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

"In three years of Master's, only this much output — completely doesn't match what you, Helpzhu, said." Liu Tengyuan's tone held a fluke hope, feeling whether this Fang Ziye used some method to deceive Qian Qiaofeng, which was why Qian Qiaofeng helped speak for him.

The calculation of research workload — every group's evaluation indicators are not quite the same.

But indeed, in some cases, purely using impact factor to evaluate a paper's level is indeed inadequate.

Therefore, every group has its own workload calculation indicators.

In most situations, it is generally defined as: on the basis of a certain cell, researching a relatively basic pathway's molecular structure counts as one workload unit, abbreviated as workload.

For example, what Fang Ziye researches — the simple relationship between giant cell tumor of bone and HK2 — that is only 1 workload; 1 workload of output can at most publish a 1-2 point SCI, or if lucky with a relatively obscure tumor, possibly a 1-4 point SCI.

But if Fang Ziye researches from osteosarcoma to HK2, plus a circular curve with metformin or mRNA, then the workload will directly skyrocket — not simply 1+1=2 workloads, but will become at least 3, even 4 workloads.

With such workload, publishing a 5-6 point paper is effortless.

If it is metformin, giant cell tumor of bone, to HK2, then to all circular relationships of mRNA being transparent, then the workload will skyrocket to around 10; with such workload, publishing a 7-8 point paper counts as relatively safe.

If one goes a layer deeper, or a layer shallower, from bioinformatics analysis to molecular biology to cells to miRNA, all circular pathways are connected, and there are real-world-loadable drugs as research objects.

The workload mixed in this way will skyrocket again to around 40; around 40 workload piled up entirely, publishing a basic original article above 15 points is definitely more than enough.

Precisely because Qian Qiaofeng understands these, he finds it strange.

If Fang Ziye's work capability is this strong, then his experimental efficiency must also be astonishing.

Over three years, it is absolutely impossible to have only published 10 workloads of papers; at the very least there should be an original article above 10 points — that would match Fang Ziye's operation ability.

"Why send them for us to see?" Qian Qiaofeng smiled upon hearing this, saying noncommittally.

Regardless of whether Liu Tengyuan believes it, Qian Qiaofeng absolutely believes that the workload Fang Ziye currently has stored is definitely greater than 20, even exceeding around 40, comparable to a major paper of 10 points or even above 15 points.

"Why?" Liu Tengyuan first froze.

Then retorted to Qian Qiaofeng: "Helpzhu, you ask why send them for us to see — you ate the fruit yourself and found it sweet, then tell others 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 two-faced person; otherwise, Liu Tengyuan would never chat with Qian Qiaofeng.

What's there to chat with a scholastic bitch? Any bitch is an object he keeps at a respectful distance.

"Far Bro, anyway, I can stand by my words."

"Not talking about how much workload Fang Ziye's current publications have, but Fang Ziye's current experimental efficiency — I can put it this way: one workload per week is absolutely not an exaggeration."

Liu Tengyuan's tone immediately turned sharp: "You tm wool yarn? One workload per week, then wouldn't he possibly produce a Four Major Journals paper in two years?"

Subconsciously it seemed to say: You tm don't treat me like an idiot, okay?

"I told you and you don't listen; I explained the actual situation and you don't believe — what can I do?"

"Anyway I believe it; the rest, Far Bro, you handle yourself."

"But let me advise you: a graceful lady, a gentleman's ideal match — but seek with principle; don't make things unpleasant for everyone later."

"My teacher had my several fellow trainees follow Fang Ziye to do experiments; speaking of it, Fang Ziye is now half our team's person — I hope Far Bro you can give me face and don't come meddle." Qian Qiaofeng was about to go overseas, so he still needed to explain some things to Liu Tengyuan.

To avoid later, after he leaves, Liu Tengyuan affecting his research project's tasks.

But Liu Tengyuan is naturally not stupid; if he were purely an idiot, he wouldn't have known to retreat at the first sign of difficulty: "Helpzhu, having your fellow trainees follow Fang Ziye to do experiments — was it your senior brother's suggestion? Or yours?"

"Or is it? Was it assigned by Professor Hong?"

"Single-handed appointment." Qian Qiaofeng's explanation was brief, but very forceful.

Liu Tengyuan's heart sank secretly, as if he truly understood something in an instant: "Alright, I got it."

……

Qian Qiaofeng didn't care whether Liu Tengyuan knew or not; he had already made things clear to Liu Tengyuan anyway — don't come harm our research group, other matters you handle yourself.

Liu Tengyuan's drunken habits, Qian Qiaofeng had seen them in his eyes too, it's just that Qian Qiaofeng himself couldn't quite understand Liu Tengyuan's thoughts.

How could an ordinary woman have the fragrance of a cat-eared girl?

……

Next day.

Qian Qiaofeng came out of the operating room early at around three o'clock in the afternoon, and hurried to the laboratory.

At this moment, in Fang Ziye's research group, Luo Tingzhu the little follower was temporarily absent, but his two fellow trainees had already somewhat integrated into Fang Ziye's operations, and at this moment they transformed into little hangers-on, even slightly more diligent than when they followed him.

After Qian Qiaofeng arrived, Qin Hang and Zhao Yanlin both called out "Senior Brother" very respectfully. And looked at Fang Ziye with admiring gazes.

And at this time, Fang Ziye had already immersed himself in his own world.

Qian Qiaofeng saw that the culture bottles in front of Fang Ziye were all taken from bags and disinfected directly!

Twelve large bags of culture bottles, Fang Ziye took out at least thirty bottles in one go, stacked there like laying bricks.

Normally, for an ordinary person doing such operations, five would be considered a very high upper limit.

For example PBS buffer, ordinary people all use 50ml centrifuge tubes for packaging, but Fang Ziye directly used 500ml original bottles to operate there, as if he fundamentally wasn't afraid of contamination.

Rather, Fang Ziye was exceptionally frugal with culture medium.

Serum is very expensive, but even so, every time Fang Ziye operated, he also used 500ml large bottle packaging for serum, and this one-time operation alone consumed more than one bottle.

One culture bottle generally adds about 15ml, even thirty bottles is only four hundred fifty milliliters.

That is to say, according to Fang Ziye's consumption rate, it should be that besides putting culture medium in the culture bottles, he also conducted other experimental operations.

Could it be that my own prediction, that Fang Ziye can accumulate one workload in a week, was still relatively conservative?

A basic experiment's workload is not merely as simple as just one HK2, at least on the HK2 level Fang Ziye is currently researching, one must conduct lactate assay, scratch assay, transwell invasion assay, WB all the way to flow cytometry, to barely count as one workload.

Being able to complete this much in a week is already Qian Qiaofeng giving Fang Ziye a sufficiently high estimate.

But this is just my own unilateral prediction.

If Fang Ziye can operate a dozen experimental processes at once without the slightest confusion, it's possible to reach 1.5 workloads in a week.

This work efficiency, Qian Qiaofeng almost looked numb at himself.

A normal academic master's student, being able to complete one workload in a month is already relatively good.

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

"Senior Brother Qian, morning." Fang Ziye saw Qian Qiaofeng and also politely greeted him, and did not act arrogantly just because Qian Qiaofeng was assigned by Associate Professor Hong Zili to come learn operations from him.

There was fundamentally no need to be arrogant.

"Ziye, you do your thing. I just came to take a look."

"Qin Hang and Zhao Yanlin, didn't disturb your experimental progress, right?" Qian Qiaofeng asked again.

Although Fang Ziye currently has no workload hanging on the surface to serve as paper padding, but following Fang Ziye's work efficiency, the accumulated workload is absolutely not to be underestimated.

"No no, Senior Brother Qian, both fellow trainees are very capable." Fang Ziye turned slightly sideways, added a sentence, then continued the subsequent pipetting operations.

Operations smooth and deft, only when speaking did he not get distracted to operate.

"Senior Brother, we just temporarily couldn't help Industry Brother, didn't know where to start." Qin Hang, as the senior fellow trainee, explained a sentence.

"Then first watch well, learn well. Especially learn the thinking and methods for controlling overall experimental progress from Senior Brother Ziye."

"After you make good notes, send me a copy then."

Qian Qiaofeng was very calm, knowing what should be learned and what can be temporarily ignored.

Like Fang Ziye, being able to do so many operations at once, this kind of thinking and concepts, and how to conduct detail control methods, are what Qian Qiaofeng feels he can absorb into his own research progress.

Otherwise, a single person simultaneously carrying out this many experiments, the paths would long since be a mess.

"Okay, Senior Brother." Qin Hang and Zhao Yanlin both nodded.

People who can come to Zhongnan Hospital for graduate study are all not stupid, they know what the key points are, Qian Qiaofeng just specially reminded the key points among key points.

Qian Qiaofeng left first, to organize his own reagents and instruments before the experiment.

However, after Qian Qiaofeng put the reagents into the constant temperature water bath, he turned back and instructed: "Qin Hang, in my refrigerator's minus twenty degree cabinet below, there are still two bottles of original serum, which can be used to prepare mature culture medium."

"When it's time for our group's experiment, you give them to Ziye, they have fetal bovine serum plus my name and time marked on top."

"The unused portion, remember to re-label, aliquot into 50ml centrifuge tubes and freeze store."

"And there are some other reagents, just trouble Ziye you to go to my cabinet and find them yourself, use freely."

"Thank you Senior Brother..." Fang Ziye hurriedly thanked, sighing inwardly that Qian Qiaofeng truly lives up to his reputation, generous and lavish.

Just two bottles of factory-fresh original fetal bovine serum are things worth over ten thousand yuan, given away just like that, plus some reagent kits.

Under a big tree it's good to enjoy the shade.

……

After Fang Ziye finished his own operations, he then took Qin Hang and Zhao Yanlin to conduct an experimental direction they currently manage.

It's a small classification of lung adenoma, but the depth of the pathway they research has already reached the miRNA level; before miRNA there's mRNA and simple direct pathways, like HK2 and LDH molecular biology, their research group was long ago gnawed clean by senior brothers.

Naturally, the two people couldn't immediately start experiments.

Fang Ziye first distributed the Word version of the corresponding experimental processes for the miRNA level that he had organized, giving each of the two a copy.

Although they also have corresponding document flows, they probably aren't as systematic as what Fang Ziye organized himself.

Moreover, the corresponding cell lines have also been processed completely by Qian Qiaofeng and others, they can just pick them up and use them like when Fang Ziye first entered the laboratory, directly culture and conduct subsequent scratch assays and other operations, no need for exceptional processing.

Equivalent to being able to gnaw off the old very maturely.

And even Zhao Yanlin has cultivated seven cell lines from three mature cell systems belonging to him — this is the superiority of resting in the shade under a big tree.

Qin Hang has even more.

Watching the two each take out the cell systems they need for their experiments from the liquid nitrogen tanks, and within each cell system, different cell lines, Fang Ziye could say nothing but envy.

Perhaps the comprehensive strength gap between Teacher Deng's lab and Hong Zili Associate Professor's lab is even larger than he had imagined.

But that was a matter of the past.

"Right, right, just these — first revive all these cells, the fast-growing ones passage directly, the slow-growing ones wait slowly, wait until the density is appropriate, then we can start finding the suitable cell response concentration and index search..." Fang Ziye explained patiently, watching the two find the cell lines they wanted from the treasure vault.

Around five PM.

Seeing that Qin Hang and the other had already finished their experiments with practiced operations, Fang Ziye no longer directed the subsequent cleanup of the lab benches, and turned to walk out of the cell room.

He saw, in the experimental hall, Jie Han lying prostrate on the table, typing away, and Lan Tianluo, who always formed a duo with him, was nowhere to be found.

Fang Ziye walked over and patted him: "How come you didn't go to the training room today? Where's Tian Luo?"

Jie Han usually comes to the lab after seven in the afternoon; before seven, most of his time is either in the department, or in the training room, or at home writing papers.

He rarely breaks this time restriction.

Jie Han's current experimental process has already reached the scratch assay on his own.

Equivalent to Jie Han's own money, he can practice proficiency without scruple, regardless of whether results are obtained, Fang Ziye's research project provides a safety net.

Jie Han was furious at this moment, the mole at the corner of his eye twitching: "Went on a date."

"Damn it, a dog bastard!"

"I even paid one hundred fifty yuan for his date."

Fang Ziye heard this and froze.

In his heart he thought, damn you're awesome, spending money for your brother to pick up girls, truly righteous.

"Tian Luo has a girlfriend? Who?" Fang Ziye patted Jie Han's shoulder, soothing him while gossiping.

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

Jie Han turned around now, his chubby face full of doubt and confusion: "Hey, Senior Brother, with Lan Tianluo's looks, how did he manage to get a meal date with Tingzhu Senior Sister?"

"Is it by talent?"

Fang Ziye heard this, his heart tightening slightly.

Luo Tingzhu went to eat with Lan Tianluo?

(Chapter End)