After hanging up the phone, Li Jiangao put down the information in his hand.
What he was reading was actually Qiao Ze's paper, but it was the original version without summary.
But in fact, this kind of manuscript-like document makes it easier to understand the author's ideas for solving problems.
The only problem is that Qiao Ze's thoughts jump a little too fast, and this kind of manuscript is very tiring to read.
Xu Dajiang's call also made Li Jiangao start laughing at himself.
What other mathematics does he study?
He might as well become Qiao Ze's spokesman, and he might be able to make a greater contribution than if he concentrated on doing mathematics.
Li Jiangao also thinks that Qiao Ze is good in every aspect, but for professors who want to be academics, the impact is a little bigger.
In the past, Li Jiangao was quite confident in himself.
I am not saying that I will definitely become an academician or something in the future, but I have always believed that when I retire, I will definitely be able to make some contributions to the development of world mathematics.
"Jiangao, Jiangao, what are you thinking about?"
"I'm sorry, Dean Xu, I just thought of something from the past..."
It is better to prepare lessons well, reorganize lesson plans, and teach and educate people seriously. When interest arises, think about math problems. As long as you can solve them, you won't be able to make any contribution to the world of mathematics, but at least you can still enjoy the refreshing feeling at that moment.
When Xu Dajiang hung up the phone, he broke into a cold sweat.
He was so excited today that he started talking without thinking.
Xu Dajiang was not polite, sat down on the sofa in the office, and then quickly said: "That's it, Qiao Ze, after the school knew that your paper was about to be published in the "Annals of Mathematics", it decided to hold a report specifically for you. Yes. The school plans to invite professors and researchers with the same research direction to listen to your explanation of the paper, and then everyone will discuss this academic direction together. Are you okay with this?"
Does he really want to be an academician?
Thoughts are clear.
"Don't be modest. By the way, Lao Zhou is definitely going to quit. You hurry up and prepare the information. Report to the college before the 10th. I'll register for you. Let's occupy the position first. This year, the school's professional title evaluation will be advanced. The results will be available in one month, probably in mid-November, and this year we will get your senior professional title."
Moreover, the students he taught became outstanding, which can be regarded as indirectly contributing to the progress of mathematics in the world.
So all day yesterday, Li Jiangao was thinking about a philosophical proposition, whether people should accept their mediocrity calmly.
Xu Dajiang looked at the fence that was about to take shape and the guard building that was already under construction, and said with emotion: "Hey, next time we come back, we have to bring our pass."
The appointment was made in half an hour, but Li Jiangao habitually walked faster and arrived five minutes early. Unexpectedly, Dean Xu also arrived, and he started talking about it as soon as they met.
But after being in contact with Qiao Ze for a long time, Li Jiangao's views on academic research have begun to become very complicated.
There is nothing more to say.
This made Liu Chenfeng relieved.
For him, Qiao Ze is his noble person.
"Ah? Why did you contact Princeton?" Li Jiangao was a little surprised.
At this time, he could only pray that it would be best not to let the big boss see him. The dean was very busy. Maybe he would forget his rebellious words in two days?
"No, no, no, that's because Qiao Ze's mother taught her well. It has nothing to do with me." Li Jiangao declined quickly.
Liu Chenfeng, who had never been able to calm down and do the questions, saw Li Jiangao and Xu Dajiang coming hand in hand through the glass, and subconsciously picked up the cup and hid in the office tea room.
"No, no, I just drank it from the office."
So now he has to ask himself this question...
"Besides, who has the nerve to gossip? How many papers has your research group as your supervisor published during this period? Especially when Qiao Ze's paper is published in the "Annals of Mathematics" in October, who has the nerve to have an opinion? I will mention it to the meeting later that if their students can also publish articles in the "Annual Review of Mathematics", I will also help them obtain senior professional titles."
So when Xu Dajiang called, Li Jiangao calmly put down the manuscript in his hand and walked out of the studio rented by Su Mucheng.
He just suggested that Qiao Ze submit his paper to Princeton's "Annals of Mathematics". He really didn't know what happened after that.
"Jiangao, Jiangao, it's hard for you to hide this from me. Qiao Ze has contacted Princeton, but you haven't said anything to me. This is not okay. We have to communicate with each other at any time."
Xu Dajiang habitually started planning for the future of the Institute of Mathematics, and it was obvious that the more he planned, the more ambitious he became.
Li Jiangao probably understood Xu Dajiang's struggle when meeting Qiao Ze, and he also knew how to communicate with Qiao Ze, so he simply said it when he walked in the door.
"I'll leave you alone. Think about it, Qiao Ze has been pushing you to be an academician, and the school can't push you too hard. Look, this year, when you get the senior professional title, you are still only a fourth-year professor. Level post. When you get the qualification to be a doctoral supervisor at the end of the year, let Qiao Ze follow you to study for a master's degree and a Ph.D. You two, master and apprentice, work harder, make more achievements, and become a second-level professor as soon as possible. This is the right thing to do.
When Qiao Ze first came, Xu Dajiang just thought that he could use this treasure to get more scientific research funds, improve the subject rating of mathematics from B+ to A, and attract more high-quality students to study. Now he has begun to enjoy the college's ability to catch up with Yan Bei.
After simple greetings, Xu Dajiang brought up another heavy topic.
I couldn't help but feel a little resentful, but I still had to praise the young associate professor in front of me: "Hey, that's the situation. These people now don't consider the school's feelings when poaching people. They poach people when they open their mouths. Fortunately, you treat your children Education is good, otherwise it will be troublesome.”
What's even more annoying is that he actively requested this.
"Then why don't you rate yourself as a Yangtze River scholar, and then go to become a professor at Jiangsu University, and then become an academician?"
For a moment, Li Jiangao remembered Qiao Ze's extremely innocent question at the door of the teahouse on the day he and Qiao Ze met for the first time. When he took Qiao Ze to an appointment with Zhang Chunlei and other professors.
"Ah? Senior? No, Dean Xu. I am only an associate professor at the third level now. Wouldn't it be better to directly evaluate me as a senior? I'm afraid other people will have objections." Li Jiangao was a little confused. He wanted to lie down. Why did the people around him Are you forcing him to make progress?
In the past three months, Li Jiangao, inspired by his children, read 23 papers intensively and figured out three problems that had troubled him for a long time. Just when he felt that he was good again, he vaguely had the idea of proposing a topic. As a result, Qiao Ze the day before yesterday The manuscripts shown to him once again made Li Jiangao feel that he might not be suitable for mathematical theoretical research.
"Yeah." Qiao Ze, who was looking at the information carefully, put down his book and asked, "Tea?"
Look at how many of these people can talk, making people happy even if they lie down flat on their backs.
When everyone around you is forcing you to go up, you can't stop and rest even if you want.
The reason why the doctoral supervisor always mentioned that meeting to Li Jiangao was because Li Jiangao’s supervisor met the Russian mathematician Vladimir, who was the winner of the Fields Medal at that meeting. We even exchanged emails.
So Li Jiangao's mentality today is very Buddhist. He has figured out that it would be quite good if he just regarded mathematics as a hobby.
"One more thing. Just now, Principal Zheng said that Apple plans to sponsor the school with 20 million to set up a special scholarship for intellectual pursuits. But what the other party means is that if we accept this donation, we will arrange for their people to meet you. Are you What do you think?"
There are no greater adventures in life than this.
People who can accept their own mediocrity calmly often have great wisdom...
I just downloaded some articles previously written by the editor-in-chief of the "Annals of Mathematics" and am currently reading them. His next proposition happens to be an expansion of the results of this paper, and it can indeed be communicated with other people.
There is no use accepting your own mediocrity.
This child's attitude is very clear and he will not give up until he is promoted to academician.
Although Li Jiangao knows that Chicken Soup for the Soul is nonsense literature, he has to admit that it is really useful when people feel confused.
Especially when his promotion is related to the interests of the entire academy.
Qiao Ze came to school for three months.
To sum up, the two different mentalities of complacency, hard work and discouragement were constantly alternating, making him almost neurotic.
"It's okay, open the door quickly."
After all, everyone knows what it means to have an academician sitting in the second-tier college of a university.
Not to mention that Li Jiangao has been instilling in him the importance of communication.
For the mentor, Vladimir is the noble person in the mentor's life.
That's not necessary.
"Qiao Ze, Dean Xu said he has some good news to tell you."
As for why he went to the dean's office in the afternoon to discuss graduation topics, Liu Chenfeng had no intention of going at all. He would be a fool if he did.
Li Jiangao was silent, Xu Dajiang didn't mention it, he almost forgot that he had to judge outstanding youth this year...
When Vladimir passed away in 2017, Li Jiangao had already graduated and saw through his circle of friends that his mentor had written a memorial essay of more than 3,000 words.
The last time the International Congress of Mathematicians was held in China, it was held in Beijing at the beginning of the century. The opening ceremony was in the Great Hall, and the main meeting place was the International Conference Center in Yanyun Village.
Who would have thought that a few months later, except for the first step, which was slightly modified and the second step omitted, we were now making great progress towards the third step.
Otherwise, when someone recommends you to become an academician, you will still be a fourth-level professor, and you won’t be able to feel confident when writing letters of recommendation, right? In short, you listen to me and quickly pile up your professional titles. When you become an academician, it will be the beginning of the take-off of our School of Mathematics. After a few more years, Qiao Ze will also become an academician. When the time comes, we will recruit more people, and we will soon become the No. 1 academician in China. "
Anyway, he is not in a hurry to start the topic now. As long as he does not take the initiative to mention this kind of verbal notification on the phone, Liu Chenfeng is sure that by the afternoon, Xu Dajiang himself will not remember it. At least during the two years he was studying for his Ph.D., he had encountered this kind of thing that his instructor had just forgotten about several times.
Just when Li Jiangao was exploring his heart, the two of them had already entered the experimental building.
After all, it is a bit arrogant to hold the International Congress of Mathematicians in a university.
Xu Dajiang suddenly understood, so he told Li Jiangao the news he got from his disciple Liu Chenfeng.
"I just know that Qiao Ze submitted a thesis, and I think he will definitely pass. But submitting a thesis will not have anything to do with the school, right?" Li Jiangao explained.
He is too lazy to pursue academic results blindly.
"I……"
Over the next ten years, the two exchanged a total of seven emails.
In one sentence, Qiao Ze knew that Liu Chenfeng had called Xu Dajiang.
"Oh, that's pretty good too." Li Jiangao replied absentmindedly.
"Don't you know?" Xu Dajiang asked in astonishment.
In the words of his mentor, it was the inspiration brought to him by those seven emails that allowed him to gain a firm foothold in the Chinese academic world.
The noisy voice around him pulled Li Jiangao out of his trance, and he realized that the two of them had unknowingly walked to the access control, and Xu Dajiang's identity information had not been entered into the access control system, which was quite embarrassing.
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When he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a bit like Mrs. Xianglin in a classic literary work.
At that time, he was still complaining in his heart. Did he really not want to do this?
Fortunately, Qiao Ze didn't say that this matter should be kept secret from the school, so he nodded and said, "Okay."
He really knows how to be carried forward by others.
"If anyone has an opinion, let him come to me! So Jiangao, sometimes you just care too much about other people's gossip. From me to the principal, everyone gives you a platform. What are you afraid of? What does it mean to be a senior? The school has already started I have helped you accumulate resources to apply for outstanding youth, and you are still struggling with a senior professional title?" Xu Dajiang solemnly criticized Li Jiangao.
On the other side, Xu Dajiang did forget that he had a rebellious student in the office next to Qiao Ze, and chose to follow Li Jiangao into Qiao Ze's office.
Joe Ze found it very interesting to communicate with Lot Dugan today.
Of course, the decisive factor was Qiao Ze's persistence.
Li Jiangao was actually in junior high school that year. He knew so clearly because his doctoral supervisor had attended that conference and often mentioned the grand occasion of that conference to Li Jiangao.
Fortunately, Xu Dajiang ignored his disciple and went directly to Qiao Ze's office.
…
Xu Dajiang said loudly.
I also drank a lot of chicken soup for the soul online.
Both were lucky.
…
Li Jiangao wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Xu Dajiang.
Because of Xu Dajiang's words and thinking of this past, Li Jiangao suddenly had an epiphany.
"Okay, okay, forget it, but it won't be so troublesome when you become an academician in the future. Then we will cooperate sincerely and get the land next to the playground in the southeast corner of the school to build an academician building. You Qiao Ze and I will work in that building from now on. There will be a large conference room in it. No, there are conference rooms on both floors, specially used for holding academic conferences. Maybe in the future we can win the International Congress of Mathematicians, so come to us. It was held in the Academician Building.”
At this moment, Li Jiangao suddenly understood why his subordinates forced those big bosses to wear yellow robes when he was studying history.
Li Jiangao met Xu Dajiang as soon as he walked near the new laboratory building.
