You say you have an iron will, are you serious?
Chapter 51 Zhao Shen
Chapter 51 Zhao Shen~
At noon, news about the quarrel between Zhao Mo and Lin Yuan from the Computer Department was trending on the school network. Although it was quickly taken down, many students knew about it.
As one of the celebrities in the mathematics department, this incident naturally spread throughout the mathematics department.
Needless to say, the mathematical system supports Zhao Mo, he is one of its own.Especially when he heard that the other party actually said those disgusting words and Zhao Mo scolded the other party, his support was even more one-sided.
When he returned to the classroom and went to have lunch at noon, Zhao Mo received applause and support from his classmates in the mathematics department from time to time, which gave him the illusion that he was very appealing.
"Well, it's a pity that I'm afraid of society. Otherwise, if I run for student union president, I won't be able to pinch the snail with ten fingers and win nine out of ten?"
Zhao Mo thought sadly.
After dinner, Zhao Mo went to the library with his three roommates.
After finding a good place and putting down the books, Zhao Mo did not immediately study by himself. Instead, he opened his laptop and logged into the website of "The Chronicle of Mathematics" to see if there was any news.
It was the first time for him to submit an article to this journal. Although he knew that time was not going so fast, he still couldn't help but read it for fear of missing it.
"Huh? Did you reply?"
Contrary to his expectation, "Chronicle of Mathematics" actually sent him a reply, asking him to fill in the next step of information.
Reply in seconds, is it so fast?
Zhao Mo was overjoyed and quickly filled out the form as required, then clicked submit.
I don’t know when the next step will be. This kind of paper should be cross-reviewed by many seniors and peers in the mathematics community. They will officially decide to adopt it after they think it is acceptable, and then it will be finally published after a while.
Zhao Mo looked at the relevant instructions on the "Chronicle of Mathematics" website. It could take as short as a week or two, or as long as a few months.
"It's been a long time. I hope it can be faster this time."
Zhao Mo looked at the time and saw that there were only a few days until the three-month period.
"Zhao Mo, are you submitting to SCI? Which journal is this?"
Yang Chan appeared on his right side, looking at him with a smile.
Zhao Mo turned to look at her and replied: "Chronicle of Mathematics, one of the more famous journals in the field of mathematics."
"Famous journal?"
What Yang Chan heard was this content, and a look of surprise suddenly flashed across her face. She looked at the computer screen curiously, glanced at it, and roughly understood it. She also saw the paper submitted by Zhao Mo, and couldn't help but admire: "Zhao Mo, you have published papers in famous journals. It's really amazing."
There was a hint of envy in her tone, and there was something new in her eyes when she looked at Zhao Mo.
Publishing papers is not an easy task. Throughout college, it is considered very impressive to be able to publish a few papers. Most of them were published after thinking hard during the junior and senior years.During her sophomore year, few people in Wudaokou had published papers during this period. Those who could publish were all "great" figures who were well-known in the school and had begun to make a name for themselves in the academic world.
As for publishing papers in famous journals, that’s one of a kind!
Now, Zhao Mo, a junior who is just a freshman, is about to publish a paper, and it is also in a famous journal. Her feelings are very complicated.
"Is it ABC conjecture?"
Yang Chan asked again in a low voice.
Zhao Mo shook his head and said with regret: "It's just so-so. It's not an ABC conjecture, it's just an interesting knowledge point discovered during the process of proving the ABC conjecture, and then I wrote it down."
"only???"
Yang Chan suspected that he was not being modest, but looking at his serious expression, it didn't look like he was pretending, so he suppressed his thoughts and said with a smile on his face: "That's very impressive, at the level of a great god. From now on, I I’ll call you Zhao Shen~”
"..."
Zhao Mo couldn't help but complain: "It's so embarrassing. If you don't know what it's called, you thought it was called Zhao Shencai Gongming."
Yang Chan almost laughed out loud, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands to stop making any noise in the quiet library, and then whispered: "Do you want to listen to what you are talking about? What kind of wealth?" Gongming, it’s Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth.”
"Uh-huh~ One thing, one thing..."
Zhao Mo touched his nose, his eyes a little wandering.
The bright face was so close, and he felt the scent of the other person's breath and the warm breath from his body, his heart beat much faster than usual.
"It seems that I am still very attractive~"
Yang Chan saw his embarrassment and was secretly happy, but she also knew that it was not appropriate to continue this topic and that going too far was not enough.
Then, she took out a difficult problem she had encountered recently and asked him weakly: "Zhao Shen, can you help me solve it? I have been thinking about this question assigned by the teacher for a long time and I have no idea. I have to hand it in today. Already~"
"Women, you are so amazing, much more difficult than math!"
Zhao Mo felt a headache secretly, but he still took Yang Chan's notebook and read it. It turned out that she was asking about a computer question related to sensitivity.
"You can do this..."
Zhao Mo felt that his thoughts were welling up today, and after a little thought, he came up with the answer, and then he wrote it down in his notebook while patiently explaining it.
"Oh, it turns out it can be like this~"
Yang Chan soon came to a realization and said with a smile on his face: "As expected of God Zhao, he is indeed amazing. He even knows our computer science knowledge very well."
Zhao Mo covered his forehead with his right hand and said helplessly: "I am really defeated by you. Can you please stop calling me Zhao Shen and call me Zhao Mo?"
Yang Chan took back the notebook and said with a smile: "Okay, Zhao Shen!"
Then he turned away playfully.
"..."
Zhao Mo was speechless for a moment, then shook his head and picked up the book next to the computer.But the next moment, he remembered some formulas he had just given when giving a lecture to Yang Chan, and some new methods in the process of proving the ABC conjecture. Some inspiration suddenly came to his mind, and he quickly took out paper and pen and started calculating. .
This feeling is very strange, as if I am enlightened in mathematics, and I have special ideas.
The sensitivity conjecture is one of the most puzzling problems in combinatorics and theoretical computing.This conjecture has to do with Boolean functions, which are a series of rules that convert a sequence of input bits (0, 1) into a single output bit. "Sensitivity" is a measure used to describe the complexity of a Boolean function. It describes the probability that when a single input bit in a sequence of input bits is changed, the output bit will change.Of all the measures that describe complexity, almost all others can be used to measure the value of other measures, with the exception of sensitivity, it seems.
Zhao Mo, who was immersed in the calculation, lost his perception of external information. He forgot about it, and his inspiration poured out like a tide, turning into a large number of text symbols and graphics and falling on the manuscript paper.
Several senior students from the computer department walked by and saw that he was writing so seriously. They couldn't help but take a look and found that Zhao Mo was actually writing a discussion on the issue of computing sensitivity. They couldn't help but shake their heads.
"How dare you write~"
"Another self-righteous person."
"Don't say that, what if someone else figures it out?"
"If you think too much, this is no less difficult than mathematical conjecture!"
……
Half an hour later, looking at the three pages filled with content in the notebook, Zhao Mo had a happy smile on his face and whispered to himself: "Sure enough, overcoming conjectures is not the biggest gain. It is your own progress and growth. That’s the biggest gain!”
Yes, he solved the "sensitivity problem" in the field of computer mathematics!
In the past, he definitely did not have this skill, nor would he have such inspiration.
But now, he figured it out naturally.
Immediately, he reopened the computer, filled out another submission on the "Mathematical Notes" website, and then clicked send.
After finishing all this, he looked at the time. The afternoon class was about to start.
I turned around and looked around. There were many empty seats, and the dormitory trio had also left.
Zhao Mo didn't delay, packed up his things and left the library.
"Zhao Shen is here, hurry up, sit down~"
As soon as Zhao Mo entered the classroom and walked next to Lu Cheng and the others, Lu Cheng suddenly stood up with a smile on his face, pointed to the seat next to him with a flattering expression and said.
"..."
Zhao Mo was speechless for a moment and then said: "What are you doing?"
Lu Cheng laughed and said, "Everyone calls you that, so of course I have to call you that too, otherwise you would be so unsocial."
Zhao Mo was startled: "What everyone?"
"You don't know yet?"
Now, it was Lu Cheng's turn to look at him in surprise. When he saw him shaking his head, he explained: "Someone heard what you were talking to Yang Chan, a senior from the computer department, about what Zhao Shen was, and then it came out. .”
Zhao Mo: "...Okay."
No wonder when he entered the classroom, many people looked at him with strange eyes.
……
Beijing, inside the branch of Zhongwei Company.
Listening to the report from his subordinates, Lin Zhiyao said in confusion: "You mean Wudaokou has applied for a patent for the new ion source scheme?"
"Yes."
The subordinate confirmed again.
"The speed is quite fast~"
Lin Zhiyao was not too surprised. It was unthinkable for this new design to not apply for a patent, especially after realizing the benefits of patenting, not to mention that the other party was Wudaokou, one of the top universities in the country.
He was just thinking about how to negotiate with the other party.
The day before yesterday, the other party had already replied to the message. Zhao Mo and Gu Rong, who designed the plan, had no time to go to their company and were busy with their studies.When I heard this, I knew it was an excuse. Although I was a little unhappy because of it, it did not hinder cooperation.
"If they don't come, then let's go~"
Lin Zhiyao thought about it, and then called Du Xiao, a vice president of the company and one of the team members who returned from the United States with him, and asked him to come forward to talk to Wudaokou.
He is too busy. He is responsible for the management and technology of the entire company, and it is difficult to have free time.
The management part is easy to talk about, but the technical matters are complicated. Thousands of parts and a large number of patents need to be avoided. Only he, the chief engineer, can coordinate these clearly.In addition, recruiting and cultivating talents is also one of the core tasks.This trip to the capital was mainly due to this matter.
Now, it is almost completed. He will be flying back to the Magic City in a few days, and there are still funding matters to resolve.
"Of course, boss."
Du Xiao agreed, but still expressed his inner reluctance: "They are too proud and want us to go find them."
Lin Zhiyao smiled slightly and said: "Du Xiao, don't underestimate anyone. They are the geniuses of this country. Geniuses are always different."
Du Xiao, like the other two team leaders, is an American, not a Chinese. Following him to start a business was based on friendship and future prospects.At this stage, he needs to rely on them.
Du Xiao shrugged and said, "OK, I will get it done as soon as possible."
(End of this chapter)
At noon, news about the quarrel between Zhao Mo and Lin Yuan from the Computer Department was trending on the school network. Although it was quickly taken down, many students knew about it.
As one of the celebrities in the mathematics department, this incident naturally spread throughout the mathematics department.
Needless to say, the mathematical system supports Zhao Mo, he is one of its own.Especially when he heard that the other party actually said those disgusting words and Zhao Mo scolded the other party, his support was even more one-sided.
When he returned to the classroom and went to have lunch at noon, Zhao Mo received applause and support from his classmates in the mathematics department from time to time, which gave him the illusion that he was very appealing.
"Well, it's a pity that I'm afraid of society. Otherwise, if I run for student union president, I won't be able to pinch the snail with ten fingers and win nine out of ten?"
Zhao Mo thought sadly.
After dinner, Zhao Mo went to the library with his three roommates.
After finding a good place and putting down the books, Zhao Mo did not immediately study by himself. Instead, he opened his laptop and logged into the website of "The Chronicle of Mathematics" to see if there was any news.
It was the first time for him to submit an article to this journal. Although he knew that time was not going so fast, he still couldn't help but read it for fear of missing it.
"Huh? Did you reply?"
Contrary to his expectation, "Chronicle of Mathematics" actually sent him a reply, asking him to fill in the next step of information.
Reply in seconds, is it so fast?
Zhao Mo was overjoyed and quickly filled out the form as required, then clicked submit.
I don’t know when the next step will be. This kind of paper should be cross-reviewed by many seniors and peers in the mathematics community. They will officially decide to adopt it after they think it is acceptable, and then it will be finally published after a while.
Zhao Mo looked at the relevant instructions on the "Chronicle of Mathematics" website. It could take as short as a week or two, or as long as a few months.
"It's been a long time. I hope it can be faster this time."
Zhao Mo looked at the time and saw that there were only a few days until the three-month period.
"Zhao Mo, are you submitting to SCI? Which journal is this?"
Yang Chan appeared on his right side, looking at him with a smile.
Zhao Mo turned to look at her and replied: "Chronicle of Mathematics, one of the more famous journals in the field of mathematics."
"Famous journal?"
What Yang Chan heard was this content, and a look of surprise suddenly flashed across her face. She looked at the computer screen curiously, glanced at it, and roughly understood it. She also saw the paper submitted by Zhao Mo, and couldn't help but admire: "Zhao Mo, you have published papers in famous journals. It's really amazing."
There was a hint of envy in her tone, and there was something new in her eyes when she looked at Zhao Mo.
Publishing papers is not an easy task. Throughout college, it is considered very impressive to be able to publish a few papers. Most of them were published after thinking hard during the junior and senior years.During her sophomore year, few people in Wudaokou had published papers during this period. Those who could publish were all "great" figures who were well-known in the school and had begun to make a name for themselves in the academic world.
As for publishing papers in famous journals, that’s one of a kind!
Now, Zhao Mo, a junior who is just a freshman, is about to publish a paper, and it is also in a famous journal. Her feelings are very complicated.
"Is it ABC conjecture?"
Yang Chan asked again in a low voice.
Zhao Mo shook his head and said with regret: "It's just so-so. It's not an ABC conjecture, it's just an interesting knowledge point discovered during the process of proving the ABC conjecture, and then I wrote it down."
"only???"
Yang Chan suspected that he was not being modest, but looking at his serious expression, it didn't look like he was pretending, so he suppressed his thoughts and said with a smile on his face: "That's very impressive, at the level of a great god. From now on, I I’ll call you Zhao Shen~”
"..."
Zhao Mo couldn't help but complain: "It's so embarrassing. If you don't know what it's called, you thought it was called Zhao Shencai Gongming."
Yang Chan almost laughed out loud, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands to stop making any noise in the quiet library, and then whispered: "Do you want to listen to what you are talking about? What kind of wealth?" Gongming, it’s Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth.”
"Uh-huh~ One thing, one thing..."
Zhao Mo touched his nose, his eyes a little wandering.
The bright face was so close, and he felt the scent of the other person's breath and the warm breath from his body, his heart beat much faster than usual.
"It seems that I am still very attractive~"
Yang Chan saw his embarrassment and was secretly happy, but she also knew that it was not appropriate to continue this topic and that going too far was not enough.
Then, she took out a difficult problem she had encountered recently and asked him weakly: "Zhao Shen, can you help me solve it? I have been thinking about this question assigned by the teacher for a long time and I have no idea. I have to hand it in today. Already~"
"Women, you are so amazing, much more difficult than math!"
Zhao Mo felt a headache secretly, but he still took Yang Chan's notebook and read it. It turned out that she was asking about a computer question related to sensitivity.
"You can do this..."
Zhao Mo felt that his thoughts were welling up today, and after a little thought, he came up with the answer, and then he wrote it down in his notebook while patiently explaining it.
"Oh, it turns out it can be like this~"
Yang Chan soon came to a realization and said with a smile on his face: "As expected of God Zhao, he is indeed amazing. He even knows our computer science knowledge very well."
Zhao Mo covered his forehead with his right hand and said helplessly: "I am really defeated by you. Can you please stop calling me Zhao Shen and call me Zhao Mo?"
Yang Chan took back the notebook and said with a smile: "Okay, Zhao Shen!"
Then he turned away playfully.
"..."
Zhao Mo was speechless for a moment, then shook his head and picked up the book next to the computer.But the next moment, he remembered some formulas he had just given when giving a lecture to Yang Chan, and some new methods in the process of proving the ABC conjecture. Some inspiration suddenly came to his mind, and he quickly took out paper and pen and started calculating. .
This feeling is very strange, as if I am enlightened in mathematics, and I have special ideas.
The sensitivity conjecture is one of the most puzzling problems in combinatorics and theoretical computing.This conjecture has to do with Boolean functions, which are a series of rules that convert a sequence of input bits (0, 1) into a single output bit. "Sensitivity" is a measure used to describe the complexity of a Boolean function. It describes the probability that when a single input bit in a sequence of input bits is changed, the output bit will change.Of all the measures that describe complexity, almost all others can be used to measure the value of other measures, with the exception of sensitivity, it seems.
Zhao Mo, who was immersed in the calculation, lost his perception of external information. He forgot about it, and his inspiration poured out like a tide, turning into a large number of text symbols and graphics and falling on the manuscript paper.
Several senior students from the computer department walked by and saw that he was writing so seriously. They couldn't help but take a look and found that Zhao Mo was actually writing a discussion on the issue of computing sensitivity. They couldn't help but shake their heads.
"How dare you write~"
"Another self-righteous person."
"Don't say that, what if someone else figures it out?"
"If you think too much, this is no less difficult than mathematical conjecture!"
……
Half an hour later, looking at the three pages filled with content in the notebook, Zhao Mo had a happy smile on his face and whispered to himself: "Sure enough, overcoming conjectures is not the biggest gain. It is your own progress and growth. That’s the biggest gain!”
Yes, he solved the "sensitivity problem" in the field of computer mathematics!
In the past, he definitely did not have this skill, nor would he have such inspiration.
But now, he figured it out naturally.
Immediately, he reopened the computer, filled out another submission on the "Mathematical Notes" website, and then clicked send.
After finishing all this, he looked at the time. The afternoon class was about to start.
I turned around and looked around. There were many empty seats, and the dormitory trio had also left.
Zhao Mo didn't delay, packed up his things and left the library.
"Zhao Shen is here, hurry up, sit down~"
As soon as Zhao Mo entered the classroom and walked next to Lu Cheng and the others, Lu Cheng suddenly stood up with a smile on his face, pointed to the seat next to him with a flattering expression and said.
"..."
Zhao Mo was speechless for a moment and then said: "What are you doing?"
Lu Cheng laughed and said, "Everyone calls you that, so of course I have to call you that too, otherwise you would be so unsocial."
Zhao Mo was startled: "What everyone?"
"You don't know yet?"
Now, it was Lu Cheng's turn to look at him in surprise. When he saw him shaking his head, he explained: "Someone heard what you were talking to Yang Chan, a senior from the computer department, about what Zhao Shen was, and then it came out. .”
Zhao Mo: "...Okay."
No wonder when he entered the classroom, many people looked at him with strange eyes.
……
Beijing, inside the branch of Zhongwei Company.
Listening to the report from his subordinates, Lin Zhiyao said in confusion: "You mean Wudaokou has applied for a patent for the new ion source scheme?"
"Yes."
The subordinate confirmed again.
"The speed is quite fast~"
Lin Zhiyao was not too surprised. It was unthinkable for this new design to not apply for a patent, especially after realizing the benefits of patenting, not to mention that the other party was Wudaokou, one of the top universities in the country.
He was just thinking about how to negotiate with the other party.
The day before yesterday, the other party had already replied to the message. Zhao Mo and Gu Rong, who designed the plan, had no time to go to their company and were busy with their studies.When I heard this, I knew it was an excuse. Although I was a little unhappy because of it, it did not hinder cooperation.
"If they don't come, then let's go~"
Lin Zhiyao thought about it, and then called Du Xiao, a vice president of the company and one of the team members who returned from the United States with him, and asked him to come forward to talk to Wudaokou.
He is too busy. He is responsible for the management and technology of the entire company, and it is difficult to have free time.
The management part is easy to talk about, but the technical matters are complicated. Thousands of parts and a large number of patents need to be avoided. Only he, the chief engineer, can coordinate these clearly.In addition, recruiting and cultivating talents is also one of the core tasks.This trip to the capital was mainly due to this matter.
Now, it is almost completed. He will be flying back to the Magic City in a few days, and there are still funding matters to resolve.
"Of course, boss."
Du Xiao agreed, but still expressed his inner reluctance: "They are too proud and want us to go find them."
Lin Zhiyao smiled slightly and said: "Du Xiao, don't underestimate anyone. They are the geniuses of this country. Geniuses are always different."
Du Xiao, like the other two team leaders, is an American, not a Chinese. Following him to start a business was based on friendship and future prospects.At this stage, he needs to rely on them.
Du Xiao shrugged and said, "OK, I will get it done as soon as possible."
(End of this chapter)
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