Xilin City, Datang Impression Hotel.
The group was led to the Xuanwu box by the enthusiastic waiter.
"Welcome, you are Professor Li, right? My Mucheng has been naughty since she was a child, and she must have caused trouble to the teachers. Hey, Professor Li, your dark circles are a bit heavy. It's because you are too busy teaching children. Recently, You haven’t even rested, right?”
As soon as he was brought into the box, a well-dressed man came up to him and greeted Li Jiangao enthusiastically.
Li Jiangao smiled bitterly.
I really didn't sleep well last night.
I haven't slept well for a few days, but I finished all the work last night and could have a good sleep.
As a result, a phone call from Zhang Chunlei made him sleepless again.
Of course, he would never tell these things to the man he had just met, but he still subconsciously began to praise Qiao Ze beside him: "Mr. Su, you are so polite. It's not because of class, but mainly because Qiao Ze wrote a paper." , I was a little late helping him submit the article."
"Well, hello, Qiao Ze! Thank you for taking care of my Mucheng at school."
With these words, Su Lixing naturally looked at Li Jiangao's daughter and the boy named Qiao Ze.
What couldn't be avoided was the scene of Su Mucheng holding Qiao Ze's hand tightly, and the warning look in his baby daughter's eyes.
He couldn't help but also reveal a wry smile.
Oh shit……
Forget about being outgoing, why should you be wary of your father just like you are wary of thieves?
But what surprised him was that the young man named Qiao Ze behaved extremely calmly, without any embarrassment.
And Su Lixing was sure that this was not a pretense of calmness, but the kind of calmness that came from the bottom of his heart.
This really surprised Su Lixing. Just talking about this calmness, maybe he will really be a character in the future.
"Hello." Qiao Ze nodded towards Su Lixing and replied politely.
Su Lixing was slightly stunned.
This kid doesn't even want to call him "uncle"?
"Oh, Dad, why are you blocking the door? We agreed to treat you to dinner, why are we just allowed to eat standing up?"
Su Mucheng's dissatisfied tone made Su Lixing helplessly laugh: "Yes, yes, yes, it's my fault. Come on, come on, everyone, sit down first. And Mucheng, you always hold Qiao Ze's hand. What are you doing? How are you going to eat later? Haha, Professor Li, I made you laugh. Please sit down first. Come, waiter, you can serve the food."
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Germany, University of Bonn, School of Mathematics.
As usual, when Ackerman Cornet walked into the office, he was surprised to find that Corey Durant, the student who usually arrived the latest, was already waiting at the door of his office.
"Oh my god, Corey, did you go to the all-night party last night?" Ackerman Cornet raised his hands in a slightly open manner, making an expression of disbelief.
"No, Professor Cornet, I'm here to talk to you about the paper you asked me to read yesterday. In fact, I think this paper is very interesting, but..." Corey Durant frowned, Didn't finish the rest of the sentence.
Ackermann Cornette looked at his talented student in confusion and said: "Okay, let's talk in my office. At least there is nothing to hide in this room. My child, you have successfully aroused My curiosity is piqued and I would like to know why you feel embarrassed about a paper."
After saying that, Ackerman Cornette opened the door to the office. After the two entered the office, Corey Durant closed the door. Then he walked to Ackerman Cornet's desk and put the printed paper in front of his tutor.
"Professor Cornet, I have marked the key parts of the paper. I suggest you read it first." Corey Durant said.
Ackermann Cornette raised his head and glanced at his beloved disciple. Without saying anything, he took out a pair of glasses from his pocket and put them on, and then read the paper intently.
Corey Durant first picked up the cup and went to the coffee machine to get a hot cup for Ackermann Cornette. Then he walked to his mentor's bookcase, pulled out a book and sat on the sofa. Watching silently.
In this way, a quiet hour passed.
When Corey Durant heard the "clack" of his glasses being placed on the table, he looked up at his mentor, Ackerman Cornette.
"So, you don't want to see this paper published so soon, but you can't find a suitable reason, right? Ha... He didn't even have any citations! The authors of this paper are so arrogant!" Ackerman Cornette looked at Corey Durant and asked calmly.
Corey Durant nodded unnaturally, and then said: "Their research partially overlaps with my project, but it's not for other reasons. I just feel that the future three-dimensional self-supervised learning that I constructed The point cloud prediction system must be better than..."
Ackerman Cornette raised his hand to stop Corey Durant from continuing: "Okay, I know what you are thinking. You are very unconvinced. Do you think that if this paper is published first, you will be in trouble in the future?" When publishing results, it will make people feel that you were inspired by this paper, right? After all, the original intention of this paper is to try to build a theoretical framework within which a series of research can be conducted. Your pride Make you feel like this is unacceptable.”
Corey Durant stopped talking and lowered his head silently.
Akerman Cornet is delighted.
Finally someone could make this extremely talented kid bow down.
But in fact, he didn't want to do it because of this method.
After thinking for a moment, Ackerman Cornet said with a smile: "This is why I always hope that you can take the subject more seriously! Because you never know if someone is doing the same thing in a corner of the world. Things, even they're moving faster than we are. But you don't have to be frustrated, kid. I feel like I should teach you a new lesson today."
Hearing these words, Corey Durant subconsciously raised his head and looked at his mentor.
"This course is called the importance of voice! Corey, you are still young and have extremely high talents. I originally planned to talk to you about this when you get your degree and start to move to a higher level. But This happens to be an opportunity.”
"I hope that after this time, you can really understand something. And then work harder to do something. Because if we want to continue to maintain enough voice, we need you talented young guys to continue to work hard. We are all After his death, he can take over our place."
After saying that, Ackerman Cornette picked up the phone in front of Corey Durant and made several calls in succession.
The questions asked were exactly the same, asking whether the other party had heard of the two authors left in the paper.
Corey Durant can hear the boss seem to have received a lot of "NO".
Ackerman Cornet made his final call to a peer, even a competitor.
"Hello, Professor Stein, my old friend, how are you doing lately?"
"Haha, I do have a little thing to trouble you."
"I guess you should have received an invitation to review a paper recently... Well, check your email. The name of this article is "A Mathematical Framework for Self-supervised Learning Based on Group Theory"."
"That's right, submissions from two Chinese people."
"No, no, no, I think this paper has some serious logical errors and needs to be revised or something else... Of course, I will reply in this way."
"Okay, thank you. By the way, do you remember that night in Bordeaux? It was really unforgettable. Maybe we should go on vacation together in our free time. I like the romance and enthusiasm of the French."
"Well, I'm looking forward to it as well. Goodbye."
After hanging up the phone, Ackerman Cornette looked at Corey Durant and handed the paper back.
"Okay, use my email address to reply to the editorial department. You can find any reason to ask the other party to revise it, or resubmit important parts of the argument. In short, you don't need to put any effort into it. You will soon see that you have no right to speak. Those people who wrote humble replies. You might even be able to join in the research.
This is the way the world is, and this is the power of speech. Corey, you will understand a lot in the future. In fact, I have kept a low profile. If you are at Princeton or Harvard, you will know that the competition there is more cruel and there are more tricks! "
"And I have higher expectations for you. I even hope that German mathematics journals will become absolutely mainstream one day in the future! Unfortunately, I probably won't be able to see it. But I hope your generation can do it."
