From failed candidate to chief scientist

Chapter 55 What do you think of Lin Mo?
"What do you want to do with this topology?"

"3n+1... Kratz's conjecture?"

Fang Boliang was slightly surprised.

However, listening to Lin Mo's introduction to his ideas, Fang Boliang nodded while listening, feeling that Lin Mo's idea was indeed a new approach and had certain trial value.

"Professor Fang, I still have a few troubles, look here..."

Fang Boliang started thinking along Lin Mo's train of thought, and unknowingly, he started discussing with Lin Mo.

"Then maybe you can do this here..."

"En, yes, the aggregation tolerance of this piece needs to be adjusted..."

"Here at Gao Cheng..."

"Okay, okay, your idea is very good, let's discuss it..."

Lin Mo and Fang Boliang were discussing as if no one else was around. The two were writing and drawing on the whiteboard in the office, sometimes holding their chins to think, sometimes writing furiously.

At first, Zhang Qihua and Tian Fangyi could keep up with their thoughts and join in from time to time. However, as time went by, both of them showed helplessness in their eyes, which was due to their own insufficiency.

Tian Fang gave Zhang Qihua a warning, then turned around and went out to get busy.

Zhang Qihua was watching the scene and doing logistical work for Lin Mo and Fang Boliang so that they could devote themselves wholeheartedly to the discussion.

"Ding, subject bubble +2"

"Ding, subject bubble +1"

"Ding……"

During the discussion, Lin Mo was not idle either. He was thinking about problems while moving around from time to time to collect the subject bubbles that fell from Fang Boliang one by one.

I don't know how long it took.

Fang Boliang hammered his waist and sat down on the sofa nearby, rubbing his temples and waving his hands.

"I can't do it anymore. I can't do it anymore. Let's take a rest and take a rest."

"I'm old, I'm old, I'm not younger than you!"

"By the way, what time is it?"

"It's past ten o'clock in the evening."

Zhang Qihua on the side quickly replied.

"So late? How long have we been discussing?"

Fang Boliang was slightly surprised.

"We have been discussing for six or seven hours..."

The two came to the office to start the discussion after Duo Fang Boliang's report ended at 3 p.m. Who would have thought that this discussion would last so long.

This discussion between Lin Mo and Fang Boliang felt like it opened up their minds and gained a lot, and they were getting excited.

"Professor Fang, why don't you take a break first and we can continue the discussion later?"

Fang Boliang smiled bitterly and waved his hands repeatedly.

"I'm not coming, I'm not coming, I'm too old and I can't bear it anymore. I have to go back and rest first, or tomorrow... we'll discuss it tomorrow."

Fang Boliang originally planned to return to Shuimu early tomorrow morning, but the discussion with Lin Mo really inspired him and got him interested. He thought about it and decided to stay and discuss it with Lin Mo again.

"Okay, you go back and rest first. I'll perfect what you just said. We'll discuss it tomorrow."

After saying that, Lin Mo turned to the whiteboard and started calculating again.

Seeing Lin Mo getting involved again, Fang Boliang shook his head and looked at Zhang Qihua.

"Are all young people today working so hard?"

"By the way, is he really your graduate student?"

Zhang Qihua was a little proud, but also smiled helplessly.

Sometimes, students are too good, which makes teachers worry.

……

The next day, when Fang Boliang came to the mathematics center office again early in the morning, Lin Mo was standing in front of the whiteboard, writing furiously.

Fang Boliang was startled. "Lin Mo, you haven't slept all night, have you been studying, right? Young people, no matter how good your health is, you must pay attention to the balance between work and rest..."

When Lin Mo heard this, he didn't stop, but just shook his head.

"No, I have a rest."

Lin Mo pointed to the camp bed in the corner.

Fang Boliang choked for a while, and then shook his head after a long time.

But before Fang Boliang could sigh, Lin Mo had already pulled him into a discussion.

"Professor Fang, look, I further optimized this place last night. This is what I thought..."

"Look if you bring this function here...and use it to construct X..."

Fang Boliang couldn't help but fell into thinking.

When Zhang Qihua came to the office with breakfast, he saw the two of them having a heated discussion again.

Zhang Qihua looked at the blackboard. After a while, he could only shake his head helplessly.

I don’t know how long this discussion has passed.

Fang Boliang rubbed his waist again and sat down.

"Stop, take a break, take a break."

Zhang Qihua hurriedly stepped forward and gave Fang Boliang a massage.

"Professor Fang, let's have something to eat first, you've been discussing this all day."

"Lin Mo, come over and eat something first."

Fang Boliang's stomach growled and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"It's been a day? I'm old, I'm old, I can't handle it for a while, if I were younger..."

Lin Mo casually took a piece of bread from the table, stuffed it into his mouth three times, picked up the pen again, and started counting again.

Seeing Lin Mo's focused look, Fang Boliang shook his head helplessly.

"Teacher Zhang, I now feel that he may really be able to prove Kratz's conjecture."

Fang Boliang had an unreal feeling in a trance.

If someone had told him before that someone could prove Kratz's conjecture, he would have scoffed.

After countless predecessors have successively conducted research on the Kratz conjecture, the mathematical community has almost reached a consensus that the Kratz conjecture cannot be proved using existing mathematical methods.

But now, this past understanding has been shaken in Fang Bo's conscience. If he were asked now to tell him who else in the world could prove Kratz's conjecture, he would definitely say Lin Mo's name without hesitation.

Hearing Fang Boliang's words, Zhang Qihua nodded.

"Professor Fang, I have always been firm on this point."

"By the way, Professor Fang, are you still recruiting students?"

Zhang Qihua thought about it for a moment and said.

"Ok?"

Fang Boliang was a little confused. He didn't know why Zhang Qihua asked this. Does Zhang Qihua want to apply for his own doctorate?

Is it because Lin Mo was discussing topology issues with me, and Zhang Qihua lacked knowledge in this area and wanted to learn topology knowledge from me?
That’s not impossible, it’s just...

Fang Boliang knew that as he got older, his energy was no longer what it used to be, so he put more energy into academic research and basically stopped taking care of students.

"Theoretically, I can recruit graduate students, but in the past two years, I have focused more on research, so..."

"If you want to add more about topology, you can discuss it with me at any time. We can learn and make progress together. There is no need to stick to formalities."

Fang Boliang thought about it, and rejected Zhang Qihua very tactfully.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qihua shook his head.

"No, I think Professor Fang you have misunderstood. It's not me, but him..."

Zhang Qihua pointed at Lin Mo.

"What do you think of Lin Mo?"

(End of this chapter)