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Xu Ruixuan immediately reluctantly deleted the answer on Zhihu that was included in the quality answers and had 28,000 likes.

This kind of making amends before the need arises actually makes little sense.

Because this answer has already gone out of the circle with the help of this hot topic.

It has been reprinted many times not only on Zhihu itself, but also on Weibo.

Liu Cong originally wanted to delete the question he asked, but unfortunately, he did not have the permission.

For two consecutive classes, the three of them acted very dull and did not dare to communicate privately. They were afraid that the old professor would find out that he cared more about them and would turn to look at them from time to time, which was very embarrassing.

I would rather not care about this.

Anyway, Professor Chen officially announced that he did not need to attend lectures, so he turned on his own computer early, connected to WIFI with his own account, and began to configure various applications according to his own usage habits.

In the middle, everyone except Luo Xiang asked in a desperate tone where the computer came from.

No one disturbs me after class.

Ten minutes between classes, the three masters in dormitory 302 got a few more nicknames.

Luo Xiang is affectionately called Brother Dual Guesser by everyone, Liu Congxi mentions the title Brother Matrix, and Mr. Xuan, the final concocter of the answer is affectionately dubbed Brother Zishou by everyone.

"Mr. Xuan, listen to the advice from my brothers, stop studying automorphic functions, and go to the professor to surrender! If you don't surrender, everyone will probably be autistic! By the way, you guys looked up when you were looking up difficult questions on the Internet. Have you ever been to an autistic function?”

"Well, I have never heard of self-closed functions. There are closed functions. The theory of real variable functions has talked about closed sets. For any α∈R, the lower level set corresponding to function f is {x|x∈ dom f;f( x)≤α} is a closed set.”

Ning Wei answered without raising his head.

"Master Ning, please stop making trouble!"

…

In the second class, the three of them finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to discuss how to surrender to the professor gracefully.

Although face is a big deal and not surrendering actually has no impact on their final exams. After all, no matter whether it is more difficult or not, they have to look at Ning Wei. But if it is because of this incident that many children in the class cannot get credits, then The sin is great.

It's a senior year, who wants to lose his guarantee at the end of the year?

"Hey, so, even the gods can't stop the professor from reading Zhihu."

Xu Ruixuan sighed.

Ning Wei, who had already set up his computer, finally couldn't bear it anymore and planned to mention a few words about these pretentious people.

"Actually, it is not necessarily the professors who read Zhihu. Concubine Gong went to interview the professors at noon today. She also wrote a manuscript based on your answer and prepared to publish it on Luojia Voice this afternoon. It seems to be that This manuscript was specially shown to the professors and also to Director Li, do you understand?"

The three of them were silent for a long time, and then with a crisp "pop" sound, Luo Xiang slapped Liu Cong on the back of the head with a small movement.

"You are the only one who can show off? Are you the only one who knows how to present treasures? Brother Matrix, you just have to do whatever you want!"

Liu Cong raised his hand and touched his head. Because he was in class and his movements were not big, it was not harmful, but there was no doubt that it was extremely insulting.

"I'll go and tell her that Luojia's Voice must not be broadcast again!"

As he said this, Liu Cong took out his cell phone.

I quickly opened WeChat without having to search for the address book or chat history interface. Gong Xiaofei’s avatar was directly pinned to the top.

"Senior sister, what's that? We all believe in keeping a low profile in our dormitory. You just need to vigorously promote Ning Wei, and don't hit on us!"

…

In class, when the three brothers in the same dormitory were being bombarded with the sequelae of pretentiousness one after another, Kong Mingde was looking at the project application document written by Ning Wei that Li Qiushi handed over to him.

"Turbulence algorithm? It's interesting."

After carefully reading Ning Wei's introduction and ideas, Kong Mingde thought about it and then picked up the phone.

"Hey, Professor Lu, are you in the office or the laboratory? Oh, that's right. I have a student here who has an experimental project that I hope to get help from. I took a look at his ideas and your laboratory can just help him. . No, I’m going to put on this old face and ask you for a favor. In this way, I can’t explain it clearly on the phone. I’ll go over now, okay, I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.”

…

London, England.

Professor Ken has been a little anxious lately.

Not because of the weather, although after a brief spell of sunshine London was once again enveloped in gloom.

He was dissatisfied with the efficiency of the college's work.

Although he is also a well-known professor at Imperial College, a formal interview invitation sent through the college to a Chinese student who has not applied to the college must be reviewed.

It’s been almost a week since the recommendation was submitted. Ning Wei’s papers have been published in Nature, but I haven’t received a reply yet.

Ken was furious.

"Tell you, John, I like that kid. I think he is very compatible with me, so don't talk to me about the process. I hope that after arriving at the academy tomorrow, you can send a formal electronic invitation."

"Professor Ken, as you said, the formal invitation letter needs Master Planck's signature to be effective, but he is still in the United States for a meeting. Or you can have an informal interview first. If you can reach an agreement, I think by that time Mr. Planck has also returned."

"Why did I wait so long if not to appear more sincere? Well, John, you win! If he didn't choose Imperial in the end, I wouldn't blame him, because no smart person wants to be surrounded by a bunch of idiots every day Deal!"

Hearing this, the other person was silent for a moment, and then replied: "Yes, Professor Ken, of course I hope to catch up with your IQ one day, but that is really difficult. But then I think about it, with someone like you Smart people urge me every day, which is also a kind of encouragement. Of course, if one day I am really as smart as you, maybe you will no longer be Professor Ken, or I can call you Assistant Ken, just like you are called I do."

"Dududu..."

Well, that's to be expected.

John hung up the phone calmly. It was really difficult to let a smart man with a brain full of numbers and formulas understand the importance of formal procedures!

…

At Jiangcheng University, Kong Mingde was already sitting in the school's software laboratory building.

This place used to be a national key laboratory, but unfortunately it was delisted three years ago due to various reasons. However, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse after all, and the equipment it needs is still leading in the country, but the person in charge has changed.

After spending so much effort, there is naturally a goal. Many people are holding back their energy, hoping that one day they can regain the lost honor.

Although it is difficult, hope must be there after all. Maybe it will come true?

"Lao Kong, you are a good leader. For a student matter, I have to make a trip in person." Lu Changbin was in front of the water dispenser, personally making tea for Kong Mingde, but he was teasing.

"Not an ordinary student, there is an undergraduate from the School of Mathematics who independently discovered nature. Have you heard about it?"

"Of course, it's all spread. You mean, running errands for him?"

"Otherwise? It can be help or cooperation. I've read his project report. It's up to you to decide."

"oh?"