"Chengzi, good morning, why did you come to us first today?" Su Mucheng walked into the big office and was spotted by Hannah, who greeted her warmly.
It is worth mentioning that this Austrian woman’s language learning ability is indeed very strong. I have only been in school for more than half a month. Except for occasionally using the wrong word, or forgetting how to describe a word and having to bring one or two English words with me, there are no big problems in daily communication.
There are even one or two idioms that pop up from time to time.
"Hey, sister Hannah, of course I miss you." Su Mucheng, who was already in a good mood, replied, and then said to Liu Chenfeng who was getting water: "Brother Liu, Brother Qiao asked you to come over and get some water." .”
"Oh, what's the matter?" Liu Chenfeng asked somewhat unexpectedly.
Recently, all the tasks Qiao Ze gave him were studying papers, and he had not been assigned new tasks for a while, which made him a little uneasy. I feel quite useless, and I am deeply afraid of being directly referred to the research team.
No way, Qiao Ze also asked him some opinions about the subject itself.
But even though he found many supporting papers during this period, the questions Qiao Ze gave were indeed too obscure. He felt that he needed a sudden burst of inspiration before he could give an opinion.
However, he seems to have no inspiration recently.
"Just ask Brother Qiao and you'll know. Come over quickly. Brother Qiao is waiting for you. I'll chat with Sister Hannah here for a while." Su Mucheng said with a smile.
No way, there is a bit of a delay in transoceanic network communication.
The name of this special subject group has actually been very confusing.
"Yeah." Qiao Ze nodded, then pointed to the place next to him.
And when he first came to the research group, Liu Chenfeng was quite confident. Although Qiao Ze was very strong, it was a new subject after all, and it happened to overlap with his research. Liu Chenfeng didn't dare to say that he could give advice to Qiao Ze, but he felt that he could at least keep up with Qiao Ze's rhythm, and everyone was qualified to discuss it together.
"Think about it, if you can solve this problem, we can calculate when the complex N-body system of the solar system will fall apart. This is a problem that Newton tried his best to solve in his later years. This is even more important to mankind. The continuation of civilization is an issue of the highest value. And please believe that my team and I have made more research progress on this issue than anyone else. I am very confident about this, so are you willing?"
After Qiao Ze glanced at Liu Chenfeng, he introduced calmly.
This was indeed the case. After reading what Qiao Ze sent, the little old man pushed up his glasses and asked his second question.
It’s also very cool and belongs to the core Chinese language.
Who gave Qiao Ze such a terrifying misunderstanding of the world?
"18 years old."
He can't find a mentor at all when he's fine, okay?
"Haha, you have the unique humility of the Chinese people." The little old man commented.
"Little boss, but that's Princeton University." Liu Chenfeng couldn't help but emphasize.
For those who don't know mathematics, it is the holy land of mathematics.
Qiao Ze thought for a while and replied: "No, it's very superficial."
But when he found that something was obviously wrong with Liu Chenfeng's condition, in order to save time and ensure efficiency, Qiao Ze didn't bother to care about him anymore.
Cooperating with his verbal explanation, Qiao Ze believed that the other party could understand his thinking.
You can't just call him Brother Qiao like everyone else. After all, he is much older than Qiao Ze.
Liu Chenfeng came to Qiao Ze, sat down with some restraint, glanced at the screen, and then looked away.
"No...I mean the dean, the dean of the School of Mathematics!" Liu Chenfeng's brain, which had already been stuck, suddenly became difficult to use.
Which serious mathematician would just go to the station and hang up a banner?
The current editor-in-chief of the Annals of Mathematics is still the dean of the Princeton School of Mathematics. Now this big shot in the mathematics world wants to video chat with them in person?
Soon, after Qiao Ze finished writing the entire thought process, he sent it directly.
"Well, little boss, you don't know yet, right? The editor-in-chief of "Annals of Mathematics" is the dean of the Princeton School of Mathematics."
Qiao Ze did not write down the questions on paper like the other party, but just started typing on the computer while explaining.
Qiao Ze replied: "If they are hit by this sentence, then they must not be very smart."
It made him feel kind of familiar.
"{x^μ} (μ=1, 2...N). Σab (a, b, = 1, 2,...N) is the generator of the O(N) group to form a constant square matrix of NXN, then it is necessary Satisfy the following exchange relationship..."
On the one hand, his name is included in a paper that may soon be published in the world's top journals, and on the other hand, it is the collapse of the logical chain of life.
Unexpectedly meeting Qiao Ze's confused gaze, Liu Chenfeng said quickly.
Isn't this what he has been looking forward to?
When Liu Chenfeng heard this, his whole body trembled.
"Su Mucheng didn't say anything?"
The old man opposite picked up a piece of paper and pointed it at the camera. He could clearly see the formulas and questions on it.
In fact, when he first came to the research team, Liu Chenfeng was always confused about how to call Qiao Ze.
Rather than buying a bunch of physical textbooks, he prefers to find and read the information he needs directly on the computer.
"Ah?" Liu Chenfeng, whose mind was in confusion, had no idea what he was going to prepare...
In addition, Qiao Ze usually called him Brother Liu, so he simply called him by his first name, which was not rude at all.
"The other party is connected, ten minutes early. Please prepare."
"Oh. Our thesis has been submitted to the "Annals of Mathematics", and the editor-in-chief wrote back saying that the paper has met the publication requirements, but we need to confirm some things with the author via video. You are a third author, so I want you to show your face."
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At first, Qiao Ze wanted Liu Chenfeng to have a few words with the other party.
"Little boss, what's the matter?"
As for Qiao Ze, his name is still Brother Liu.
There's nothing I can do about it, the guy next to me seems to have suddenly lost his ability to speak.
My mind was completely confused and I had almost lost the ability to think.
Qiao Ze took a look and saw that it was the signal from the video software he had just installed.
"No. She said I'll find out when I come over."
…
"18 years old?" The little old man in the video pushed up his glasses and seemed to be thinking about something.
I didn't tell Liu Chenfeng directly because it was a good thing.
Before coming to the research group, he had to help his tutor with those dull graduate students, okay?
Qiao Ze glanced at Liu Chenfeng and found that this guy was still in a daze. He could only explain himself: "If E^N is an N-dimensional European space..."
Qiao Ze began to observe the bookcase leaked in the video. Well, the books were placed in a mess, and he was an old man who didn't like to collect them.
"I like you, haha... Qiao, I really like you. By the way, the topic I am studying is the N-body problem. This is a big mathematical problem that caused Newton to think about theology in his later years. If you are also interested in N-body If you are interested in the problem, I will be very happy to welcome you to Princeton to study this problem with my team. Although I may not see the hope of truly solving this problem in my lifetime, you are still so young, so there is definitely hope. "
Well-known Chinese mathematicians, Chen Shengshen, Li Zhengdao, and Yang Zhenning all taught at the Institute for Advanced Study in Princeton.
It's great to have a dean as a mentor, but freeing up a lot of time to help him with chores?
Because he actually doesn’t like to put everything neatly.
"Yeah." Qiao Ze glanced sideways at Liu Chenfeng, a little strange.
Qiao Ze's extremely boring temperament makes it difficult to feel close to other people. So if something good happens, Su Mucheng will always create an opportunity for Qiao Ze to tell others in person. If something bad happens, she will announce it.
He is just the dean of the School of Mathematics. There is also one at Xilin University of Technology, and he is also the mentor of the person next to him. He often does meaningless things and talks about boring ideas. In Qiao Ze's opinion, only people who have nothing to do every day can have so many weird ideas.
The smile on Su Mucheng's face calmed his anxiety a little.
The questions raised by the other party are very tricky and go to the core.
Seeing Liu Chenfeng's stunned look, Qiao Ze shook his head slightly and couldn't help but say more: "Don't think about other people. It's good that you have a dean and mentor here, although he may not be able to help you academically. What, but he is usually very free and can certainly spare a lot of time to help you deal with non-academic matters, allowing you to only think about academic progress, which is your advantage."
"Hmm...hahaha..."
"Isn't your tutor also the dean of the School of Mathematics?" Qiao Ze was even more confused.
Tao Shen, a well-known figure among the younger generation, studied for a PhD at Princeton.
"Hello." Qiao Ze greeted.
Later I found out that this didn't seem to be the case.
He was sure he heard correctly. This was a warm invitation from the dean of the Princeton School of Mathematics.
But he didn't have that many books.
But the next moment I started to get excited again.
The important thing does not seem to be who the editor-in-chief of the "Annals of Mathematics" is, but that the paper has basically been confirmed to be published in this top mathematics journal, and he has three authors.
The occasional comments and discussions gave Qiao Ze a somewhat different feeling. This little old man does have something. Although he only discussed it based on the paper itself, not much can be felt, but some of his ideas are bold and quite interesting.
Because he still had to wait a while, Qiao Ze had already switched to his smart assistant.
This sentence made the little old man opposite him visibly stunned for a moment, then he pushed up his glasses and said, "Really, if you say this, it will hit a lot of people."
Smiling so brightly shouldn't be a bad thing.
There is also a "Annual Review of Mathematics" in China, which is divided into two series, A and B. Series A is a Chinese bimonthly, and series B is an English quarterly.
Just as Liu Chenfeng was about to explain to Qiao Ze that the world was not like this, the computer speaker suddenly made a beep sound.
Qiao Ze felt that the other party might have some misunderstanding, and explained seriously: "No, I will not be modest. My understanding of group theory is only sufficient, not in-depth. Just like my understanding of geometry, it is sufficient, but it is also not profound. Not going deep.”
Anyway, in a sense, Qiao Ze is indeed his little boss. After all, he is the one who gets money in the research group. Although it is not much, it is more than 3,000 yuan a month.
At this moment, the three views began to collapse.
"I am Qiao Ze, he is Liu Chenfeng of the research group and the third author of the paper."
After hearing this solicitation, Liu Chenfeng, who had been silent all this time, looked at Qiao Ze in shock as if he was suddenly awakened.
The question-and-answer process lasted about an hour.
"Little boss, are you looking for me?" Liu Chenfeng knocked on the door and walked into Qiao Ze's office, and greeted him politely.
After about a second, the other person's voice came from the other side: "Oh, hello, are you a team? So who is Qiao Ze, the first author of this paper?"
Is this backwards?
So what kind of tiger-wolf talk is this?
"The editor-in-chief of Princeton's "Annals of Mathematics" wants to video chat with us?" Liu Chenfeng confirmed again, his voice trembling slightly.
"Okay, Joe, I can confirm that this is indeed a thesis you wrote alone. This is a very interesting and novel discussion for me, you know? I haven't talked to someone as young as you in at least twenty years. Mathematicians have had such in-depth discussions. Your mathematical thinking has opened my eyes. By the way, you have also done research on group theory. Do you think about group theory in such depth?"
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It was just a video chat with an editor in order to publish a paper. He didn't quite understand why Liu Chenfeng was so excited.
"Ah? The paper has been completed? "Annals of Mathematics"? Is it the one from Shuangdan University?"
Qiao Ze shook his head and said, "It's the one from Princeton."
"Oh, you mean he's also very free?" Qiao Ze asked casually.
It was especially fun to communicate with the little old man in the video.
After finally discussing why the final result of the paper cannot be reduced to Maxwell fields, the little old man smiled happily.
"So?" Qiao Ze asked.
"Well, I have to say that this is a surprise to me. So let's start first, starting with the proof of the first lemma. Let's take a look at the sourceless Yang-Mills equation you listed. …Now please give me a reason and tell me your thought process at this step.”
After all, that is Princeton, a place that is said to produce a large number of Fields Medal winners. 26 Fields Medal winners in history have graduated from this university.
"It's unbelievable. You know, Joe, you seem to be very young. Can you take the liberty to ask a more personal question? How old are you?"
Later, when he discovered that he could hardly keep up with Qiao Ze's jumping thinking mode, he couldn't say his name directly, so he simply followed Tan Jingrong's example and called the little boss directly.
"Ahem...actually..."
Soon, a little old man wearing round glasses appeared in the video opposite.
"So..." Liu Chenfeng raised his hand and scratched his head, suddenly feeling so excited that it seemed unreasonable. Because he couldn't give a reason.
Qiao Ze has also switched to the video conferencing software sent by the other party, and clicked the "connect" button on the invitation dialog box in the lower left corner.
He looked at Qiao Ze carefully, his expression was serious, it really didn't look like he was joking.
Qiao Ze's answer made the old man opposite him stunned for a while, then he suddenly burst into laughter and couldn't stop laughing.
"Oh, okay." Liu Chenfeng quickly drank some water and rushed over.
After Qiao Ze finished his introduction, the old man in the video seemed a little surprised after a while.
