Omnipotent Data

Chapter 367

It was done in one go, without any pause in between.

Because the subject was too simple, Cheng Nuo easily handled it.

Then, Cheng Nuo gave the paper with the complete steps to solve the problem to the classmate Chali who was still in a daze, turned around, and left here with He Youjun.

After a few seconds, classmate Chali's sluggish gaze gradually recovered.

Chali looked at Cheng Nuo, who was leaving him with a fading figure, and muttered, "Who is he... on earth?"

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At noon, He Youjun took Cheng Nuo to lunch in the school cafeteria.

Although university restaurants abroad are more upscale than domestic ones, Cheng Nuowei is really not used to such a taste.

Cheng Nuo suggested to He Youjun that either we should eat three meals a day at home.

He Youjun nodded and said yes!

After a few seconds of silence, Cheng Nuo asked, "By the way, can you cook?"

He Youjun looked up.

The two looked at each other silently, and consciously gave up discussing this topic.

Well, let's eat the school cafeteria in the future!

In the afternoon, bid farewell to He Youjun, Cheng Nuo came to a building of the school alone.

This is a laboratory that the school has just built in recent years and is currently used by professors and students in the Faculty of Science.

Professor Fresnel and several of his assistants stayed and worked in this laboratory.

The third floor of the laboratory is an area for mathematics majors. Since there is no need to use large-scale professional equipment like physics and chemistry majors, they are built like large offices like teaching buildings.

The scheduled meeting time is two in the afternoon.

Cheng Nuo came to the third floor of the laboratory ten minutes early.

Professor Fresnel's office was at the entrance of the third floor, opened the door and walked in, the scene inside was presented to Cheng Nuo.

The room area is very large, at least more than 200 square meters. The construction of the entire room looks like a small-scale company structure at first glance.

The first is more than a dozen desks, half of the existing seats are filled with people, or facing the computer, or head down, busy with something.

In the back of the desk, about one-third of the room is divided into two compartments, one large and one small.

Except that there is no reception at the front desk, it is no different from a small company.

There was a sound of pushing the door, and many people raised their heads subconsciously.

At the desk closest to the door, there was a tall white boy sitting.

He raised his head subconsciously and saw Cheng Nuo standing in front of him.

"Hello?" He raised his hand.

"Hello!" Cheng Nuo smiled back.

"I want to find Professor Fresnel." Cheng Nuo explained his intentions in English.

The white boy got up and smiled, "It just so happens that the professor is here today, come with me!"

The white boy led Cheng Nuo through the dozens of desks, and after receiving the glances of five or six foreign friends, he came to the door of the large cubicle.

咚咚咚!

The white boy knocked softly on the door, "Teacher, someone said I want to see you."

"I just thought of a good idea, but you interrupted it again!" There were a few muttering voices inside, and then a voice that seemed unpleasant, "Well, come in!"

The white boy shrugged, seemingly used to this, and led Cheng Nuo to open the door and walk in.

It is also the first time that Cheng Nuo has seen this famous Professor Fresnel in mathematics.

Just like in the photo, she has a lean figure, a dry complexion, a long thick beard, and her messy hair seems to have not been taken care of for months.

The clothes are still neat and tidy, otherwise they would really be considered a beggar if they were thrown on the street.

But his eyes were not as turbid as his age, but extremely bright, as if a faint light flashed by.

The white boy walked up to Professor Fresnel, "Professor, this classmate wants to see you."

Professor Fresnel gave Quanno a glance up and down.

Cheng Nuo took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Professor Fresnel, "Professor, this is my letter of introduction."

Fresnel opened the envelope, looked down for a minute or two, then raised his head and looked at Cheng Nuo with a smile, "It turned out to be a student sent by China."

Cheng Nuo nodded, "Yes, my name is Cheng Nuo."

Fresnel half leaned back in the chair, his tone was light, "I know this."

"Since you are a student sent by China, this assistant position will definitely be given to you."

"But!" Fresnel smiled, "But you know my temper."

He pointed to the outside of the office.

Through the one-sided perspective glass wall, you can see the five or six busy figures sitting at the desk outside.

"The few outside, as well as Heqi standing in front of you, are all my assistants. And they all came here after many selections."

"So, compared to them, your assistant position is too easy."

After listening to these, Cheng Nuo's expression remained unchanged, because these had been anticipated long before he came.

He shrugged and smiled softly, "So, Professor, am I going to accept a test from you to prove my strength?"

Professor Fresnel gave Cheng Nuo a sensible look, "Yes, only by passing my test can you be qualified to sit in the office outside like them. If you fail, I won't quit your assistant position. Only. However, during your tenure, I will not assign you any subject projects."

Okay! In this case, there is only one phantom title left in his assistant position!

Except for taking it out to pretend, there is no use for eggs!

Cheng Nuo is very dissatisfied with Professor Fresnel's approach. But there is no way, Professor Fresnel is a super boss, and he barely just walked out of the new stage of Xiaomeng.

Besides, compared to the assistants who fought out in layers like Heqi, he really came in through the back door.

Cheng Nuo was silent for a few seconds and grinned, "Professor, I accept your test!"

Professor Fresnel clapped his hands, "My test is very simple, just one question."

"Please answer, are real numbers all the roots of algebraic equations?"

"Huh?" Cheng Nuo was taken aback, suspecting that Professor Fresnel was teasing himself.

Does this need to be proven? It is simply meaningless, because all real numbers r are obviously the roots of the algebraic equation x-r=0.

Cheng Nuo was puzzled.

Fortunately, Professor Fresnel went on to add, "Of course, there is a limitation on this topic~www.readwn.com~ that is, the coefficient of each term (including the constant term) can only be a rational number."

In this way, the algebraic equations with this restriction should be called "algebraic equations on the field of rational numbers" exactly.

This is also a question that Fresnel thought about when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Sitting on an office chair, he thought of divergent, and he thought of this interesting argument. In his mind, there is already a way to prove this problem.

"Professor, give me some time." Cheng Nuo said.

"Yes." Fresnel nodded, then leisurely picked up the thermos cup in front of him, ready to drink wolfberry tea.

Suddenly, I heard a voice from the side, "Professor, I'm thinking about it!"

Professor Fresnel holding a thermos cup hanging in the air: "..."

Give me some time, it means five seconds!

This Chinese student seems to be poisonous!