"Hey, Li Wei is leaving!"
"Yes, Master Wife, the teacher has already finished explaining the topic to me."
"Oh, be careful on the road."
"Okay, thank you, Master."
Hearing the greetings coming from the living room, followed by the sound of the door closing, Zhao Guangyao sighed in his heart.
However, he did not get up. Instead, he sat in the study and once again read through the annotations Qiao Ze made for Zhang Liwei's paper.
After reading it, he fell into deep thought, stood up again, and began to pace around his solid wood desk in the study room.
After about ten minutes, Zhao Guangyao made up his mind. He sat back at the table, then picked up his mobile phone and started taking pictures of the paper. After taking pictures of more than ten pages, he opened WeChat and sent the entire manuscript of the paper.
Then he logged out of WeChat and made a call.
"Professor Zhang, I am Zhao Guangyao from Xilin University of Technology. Are you busy?"
"Professor Zhao, hello, hello. I'm not busy, you said. I'm bored watching TV with my wife."
"Oh, that's right, Professor Zhang, one of my students chose a topic on non-commutative geometry, but as you know, I've been doing algebraic geometry all my life, so I really can't give him much help in this area. He submitted I hired someone to give him some comments on the paper, and I sent the comments to you via WeChat to see if you could spare some time to help me read it."
"Is this a matter? Okay, just wait. I'll go to the study to study it. I'll hang up first."
"Okay, please, Professor Zhang."
After saying that, the two parties hung up the phone, and Zhao Guangyao sat quietly at the table waiting for the other party's reply, not knowing what he was thinking.
There are many books on the bookcase behind, and there are many manuscripts piled on the elegant desk, but Zhao Guangyao is not in the mood to touch them.
After waiting like this for half an hour, I received a reply on WeChat.
"Professor Zhao, I think the opinions you gave are very pertinent, and some of them even inspired me. If your students don't want to change the topic, you might as well try following the ideas of these comments."
Zhao Guangyao read the reply, twitched the corners of his mouth, and then started typing.
"Oh, thank you, Professor Zhang. I will ask the students to think carefully about how to proceed with this proposition according to this opinion. Hey, young people nowadays have told him that we who engage in mathematics must put aside our prejudices and respect our talents. , he also felt that the person who gave the opinion was just a high school student, and he couldn’t bear to rewrite it according to this opinion.”
The messages from the other party came back very quickly this time, three in a row.
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"Well, Professor Zhao, you said these comments were given by high school students?"
"Are you kidding me?"
Zhao Guangyao immediately replied: "Huh? Don't you know it yet? I thought you already knew it. Is that the student who was robbed by Zhang Chunlei, Liu Jie and the others during the meeting in Star City? I heard that at that time Because the child could see at a glance that there was something wrong with the proof of a lemma about group theory in the third issue of Princeton's "Annals of Mathematics". Several professors followed the method he said to verify it, and finally it was proved that what the child said was right. . It’s that kid who was taken to our School of Mathematics at Xilin University of Technology.”
"!!!"
"What are you talking about? A high school student not only understands commutative geometry? He also understands group theory? He can also see the errors in the papers in the annual mathematics journal at a glance? And it has been proved? Professor Zhao, you didn't drink wine today?"
"Professor Zhang, why don't you find someone to ask Zhang Chunlei from Jiang University. I also think this is ridiculous, but it's such a coincidence. Hey, to be honest, I was surprised at the time, but I'm relieved now. I’m so energetic, I feel like I’m really old!”
After this sentence was sent out, there was no reply from the other party.
Zhao Guangyao didn't take it seriously, but he hummed a song in a relaxed mood.
"Throughout the years, I was very confused. It was difficult to choose between reality and fantasy. I had experienced joys and sorrows..."
…
Yanbei University, Professor Building, West District.
Zhang Hongcai is looking for his cell phone address book.
He knew Zhang Chunlei.
That was two or three years ago, when Zhang Chunlei came to the capital for a meeting, and the two happened to sit together. After chatting, they found out that they were from the same family again, so they exchanged numbers.
However, because their research directions do not overlap, they do not communicate much on weekdays. No, it should be said that there was almost no communication after that time.
After all, chains of contempt are everywhere, even divided into regions.
Even in the profession of university professor.
For example, professors at Mingzhu University do not think highly of their counterparts in other parts of China except Beijing, while Beijing University professors do not think highly of their counterparts in all other places in China.
Normally you won't show it, but if you have more contact with them, you can feel the sense of superiority in the politeness.
Phew, just because you are worthy of competing for the project we are interested in first!
Soon Zhang Hongcai found Zhang Chunlei's number from the address book and dialed it without hesitation.
Although he still didn't understand what Professor Zhao meant, the fact that a high school student could write those comments was enough to arouse his interest.
"Hey, Brother Chunlei, do you still remember me?"
"Haha, brother Hongcai, no one can forget you! Last time I passed by Yanbei University, I wanted to call you to see if you would have a meal together. Unfortunately, it happened to be A friend from the Normal University called me and I missed it!”
"Hey, call me next time this happens. Normal University is close to us, and many of them are old friends!"
"Definitely, definitely! By the way, does Brother Hongcai have something to do with me today?"
"Haha, I really have something to ask. I heard that you went to Star City for a meeting a while ago and met a good prospect?"
"Huh... This is really a good thing that can spread thousands of miles! Don't mention it, he is not only a good seedling? Let me tell you, it is a towering tree that has already grown. Yesterday I asked about it on WeChat The recent situation of Professor Li's child is really... Let's put it this way, I think you at Yanbei University will be very impressed with him within one or two years."
"According to what you said, how do you think his level is compared to yours?" Zhang Hongcai couldn't help but joke.
This was a joke, but the other party was silent for a long time. Zhang Hongcai almost thought that this sentence offended the person and hung up the phone directly.
"Hello……"
"Hey... Brother Hongcai, this is your fault. Why do you have to remind me of this? I doubt it, just doubt it. My level should probably be on the same level as him now, right? But in one or two years I will It’s hard to say. After all, he is only eighteen years old and I am almost forty-eight.”
Zhang Hongcai was silent for a long time and asked: "After talking for a long time, what is the name of this child?"
"No? You already know him, but you still don't know his name? Who mentioned this to you? Liu Jie? Qian Zhengming?"
Zhang Hongcai was a little annoyed...
I forgot to ask Zhao Guangyao just now.
"Hey... why are you asking this? I heard about it from a professor here in the capital."
"Oh... the child's name is Qiao Ze. Qiao from Qiao Mu, Ze from the world."
"Brother Chunlei, can you help me again? Have you seen the handwriting written by Qiao Ze?"
"Yeah, I've seen it."
"Well, I'll send you two pictures later, so you can check to see if the handwriting on them belongs to him?"
"This... okay."
