"Favoritism?" Li Jian inadvertently raised his hand to touch his head, seemingly surprised that such words would come from Qiao Ze's mouth, looking completely lost: "Is that really okay? Not considering the students' talents at all?"
"Once they become professors after their education, what does talent matter? If you can earn a master's degree in mathematics, you definitely have enough talent. Those with great talent aren't necessarily suited to teaching," Qiao Ze replied.
Li Jian was instantly convinced by Qiao Ze's words. He felt that despite living for over thirty years, he hadn't seen through things as clearly as a child.
"Well, that's easy then. I've already approached five professors who have a relationship similar to mine with you, and you know most of them. It's just that we're short by two spots. Why don't you speak to Dean Xu and ask him to help you apply for two doctoral student positions? After all, supervising three or supervising five is pretty much the same, right?"
