From failed candidate to chief scientist

Chapter 45 Are all the teachers at Tunghai University blind?
Lin Mo and Fu Mingli were discussing, and he felt that he had benefited a lot, not only because Fu Mingli would occasionally have one or two subject bubbles popping up during the conversation, but also because Lin Mo, during the discussion with Fu Mingli, Feeling that his knowledge has become more consolidated, especially the various theoretical information that was forcefully poured into his mind by the system, Lin Mo felt that through discussions with Fu Mingli, that knowledge was gradually being fully absorbed, digested, and integrated into his mind.

The discussion between the two people has gradually no longer just focused on the issue of 3n+1, but has expanded and diverged wantonly, discussing various issues.

Fu Mingli was getting more and more surprised, what happened to the kid on the other side?
It was okay at the beginning, I just asked myself for advice, but later I gradually transitioned to discussing with myself, and even now, when I raise some questions in my research, the other party can discuss with me, and even inspire me ?

Damn it, how old is this kid?
He looks like he's just a student, but he's already able to discuss things with me?

Even when he and Zhang Qihua were discussing the top journal paper in the coffee shop last time, Fu Mingli didn't think Zhang Qihua was as powerful as the guy in front of him.

He had the feeling of discussing problems with his old friends who were famous mathematicians.

Moreover, this guy has a wide range of knowledge and is very knowledgeable. He can catch up on whatever he says. Those old friends are probably knowledgeable in a certain area. They will discuss the content of their specialization and naturally talk eloquently, but when it comes to They are not so comfortable in areas they are not familiar with.

But what about this kid?It feels like there are no shortcomings...

From number theory to group theory, from geometry to topology, from differential equations to dynamical systems, from combinatorics to graph theory, it feels like there is nothing this kid can’t do.

This is too...

terrible!
Yes, Fu Ming thought for a long time and could only use the word "terrible" to describe the young man in front of him.

Fu Mingli suddenly thought of something, and changed the subject to the differential mean value theorem.

In this regard, Lin Mo is naturally right. After all, he has innovated new formulas and theorems based on the predecessors, and has made groundbreaking achievements. Naturally, he has a more thorough understanding of this aspect than ordinary people.

Lin Mo talked eloquently.

Fu Mingli became more and more silent as he listened.

He suddenly felt that the article "Research on the Asymptotic Expansion Formula of Differential Median Points" should actually be written by the young man in front of him.

and also……

It seems that I am not here to discuss the problem with him. What was I going to do in the first place?

Fu Mingli was in a daze.

Fu Mingli waved his hand and signaled Lin Mo to stop talking. After all, he was a bit old, and his brain had been operating at such high efficiency. After a few hours, Fu Mingli was really overwhelmed, and waves of dizziness came from his brain. Even shook it involuntarily.

He could only wave his hand to signal Lin Mo to stop.

When Lin Mo saw this, he had to stop with some regret.

The discussion just now was so fun. Not only did he gain a lot of subject bubbles, but it also further integrated the knowledge in his mind. Lin Mo felt that he benefited a lot.

But I looked at the time and saw that it was already past one in the afternoon, almost two o'clock.

The two actually chatted for 5 or 6 hours.

Considering Fu Mingli's age, Lin Mo felt that he really couldn't continue.

Just when Lin Mo was about to invite Fu Mingli to have something to eat in the school cafeteria and continue the discussion, a voice interrupted.

"Come on, come on, you two have something to eat first, and chat while you eat. I saw how lively your discussion was just now, so I don't want to interrupt, for fear of disturbing your train of thought."

At this time, Zhang Qihua in the room stopped when he heard the noise outside, and walked out with two packed lunch boxes and placed them in front of the two of them.

Then he made another cup of tea and served it to Fu Mingli.

Seeing Zhang Qihua, Fu Mingli breathed a sigh of relief. He could finally relax. He had to continue discussing whether he, a dignified academician, was about to die.

Why is the intensity so high just for chatting? "Teacher Zhang……"

Looking at Zhang Qihua, Fu Mingli's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity.

He came here to persuade Zhang Qihua again. Everyone said that he visited the thatched cottage three times. If this included his first phone call, it could be regarded as three visits to the thatched cottage, right?

But who would have thought that this third time, someone who had not seen Zhang Qihua would chat with the guy opposite him all morning.

And after the chat, he suddenly lost interest in poaching Zhang Qihua.

Fu Mingli glanced at Zhang Qihua, and then focused on the young man in front of him. Rather than poaching Zhang Qihua, he now wanted to poach the young man opposite him.

By the way, what is the name of the young man opposite?

Fu Mingli slapped his forehead. He had been chatting with this person for so long, but he still didn't know the other person's name.

"Academician Fu, Lin Mo, you hurry up and eat. It's already this time. You must be starving. You need to eat first."

"Okay, Teacher Zhang."

Lin Mo was also polite, opened the outer packaging of the lunch box, and handed a copy to Fu Mingli, and even helped Fu Mingli break open the chopsticks thoughtfully, and handed it over.

"Academician Fu, come, let's eat something first. It's still early. Let's chat while we eat."

Fu Mingli did not move, but looked at Lin Mo intently, still thinking about Zhang Qihua calling Lin Mo's name just now.

"Lin Mo...Lin Mo..."

The name seemed familiar to him.

Then it suddenly dawned on me, isn't this the second author of the article "Research on the Asymptotic Expansion Formula of Differential Median Points"?It seemed that in order to win over Zhang Qihua, he had asked his assistant Huang Liqiang to investigate Lin Mo.

He still remembered the report Huang Liqiang gave him, which included an introduction to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo, male, 24 years old, graduated from the Department of Mathematics of Dongshan University. He applied for the postgraduate examination of our school for three consecutive years, but failed every time without exception.

It's just a short paragraph, no more than fifty words, and it's enough to introduce Lin Mo's situation.

So this Lin Mo in front of me is the same Lin Mo?

But how is this possible?

A person who can talk on his own, have back-and-forth discussions, have a solid foundation in mathematics, comprehensive basic skills, and a profound knowledge that is not even inferior to himself, will he not even be able to pass the postgraduate entrance examination of Tunghai University?
This is outrageous!

Fu Mingli couldn't help but ask the same question as Zhang Qihua before. Are all the teachers at Tunghai University blind?
Impossible, impossible, how is this possible?

Fu Mingli shook his head, unwilling to accept this fact. He felt that this should not be the case. Maybe it was the same name?The ink in this forest is not the ink in that forest.

So Fu Mingli asked with a ten thousandth chance of luck.

"You are Lin Mo?"

Lin Mo, who was immersed in eating rice, raised his head and glanced at Fu Mingli with some confusion.

"Yes, I am Lin Mo."

(End of this chapter)