Already."

"No, have you already communicated with him?"

"Yes, I even treated him to a meal. During the finals, he was one of the contestants invited to Xiaohu to participate in the competition. I happened to take a look here." "What about his tutor? Can he tutor someone like this?

The level of students is very high, right?”

"The teacher who brought him here is called Lan Jie. He has a bachelor's and master's degree from Shuangdan University. I checked his master's thesis on CNKI, "Combinatorial Design and Experimental Optimization: Research Based on Response Surface Method." You can know the level by checking it out.

How’s it going? Anyway, my evaluation is the most basic double-dan master’s degree.”

"No, then how did he get his accumulation in algebra and number theory? Not to mention self-study."

"Otherwise? Don't ask me everything. You can find your own way to find out the enrollment rate and Qingbei rate of Xingcheng Railway No. 1 Middle School in recent years? Okay, that's all I know, so I'll give up now."

After saying that, Xue Song hung up the phone directly.

He didn't even bother to say too much to his peers who were obviously trying to take advantage of the other party's ignorance.

He has been teaching at Yujiang University for five full years, so he naturally knows a lot about all kinds of nonsense in the academic world. Even if he doesn't deliberately inquire about it, many things will automatically trickle into his ears.

Various inheritances, factions, and even because there is some overt and covert competition between a certain director and a certain director on a certain project, any simple cooperation between a graduated and uninformed student and the other party will be regarded as treason by the same disciples...

Many intellectuals who have already stood at the top of the pyramid have narrow minds than the tip of a needle, but Xue Song has always been unwilling to get involved in such nonsense.

As for the competition for results, there are more things. On the surface, they are all harmonious, but secretly they probably want the other party to die. Xue Song has already offended a lot of people for this, so naturally he doesn't care about offending more people.

After roughly knowing what the situation was, Xue Song did not call everyone back, but directly logged into the forum with his mobile phone. As expected, he saw Qiao Yu's post again, um, and a private message.

Xue Song first glanced at the private message, ignored Qiao Yu's little thoughts, and clicked on Qiao Yu's post. After seeing a group of students complaining there, he exited the browser and opened WeChat.

It was almost as he imagined. The group of professors who had been chatting animatedly to guess who the rookie was was completely deserted.

He couldn't help but sneered twice, then he called up his address book and was about to call Qiao Yu. He hesitated again, then walked into the screening room, found the girl who was on a blind date today, and said, "Sorry, the school just called. , it’s a little urgent, I have to leave today. Shall we contact you later?”

"Oh, okay, Professor Xue, work is more important." "Thank you for your understanding."

Xue Song smiled apologetically, turned around and walked out of the screening room before dialing Qiao Yu's phone number.

There was no way, Xue Song felt that this phone call would take a long time. He couldn't let his girl wait in the screening room. He didn't have to like it, but he couldn't disrespect it.

Qiao Yu, who was enjoying himself on the forum, immediately picked up the call when he saw an incoming call on his cell phone.

How to argue, Qiao Yu has already made plans in his mind. After all, some things will have to be faced sooner or later. Fortunately, this phone call is not for questioning at all. "Hi, Professor Xue, hello."

"Well, Qiao Yu, that Yu Jian Xiao Qianqian is really you, right?"

"hey-hey..."

Qiao Yu laughed twice and was about to start quibbling, but the other person asked directly: "Have you told anyone else about the solution to the equation?" "Well, I told Teacher Lan, but Teacher Lan said she didn't understand it very well. ." Qiao Yu said honestly.

"It's normal that he doesn't understand. If someone asks about it on the forum, don't talk about it for now. Your solution can be used to write a paper that is qualified to be submitted to the first section." After hearing this, Qiao Yu immediately answered. Said: "Teacher Lan told me the same thing, but he said that I must first make sure that my solution needs to be universal."

"There is no need to be sure. Since you can solve the numerical solution of this equation, you can definitely solve this type of Diophantine equation. It just depends on how much computing power is consumed. I am sure of this for the problem I asked." "That's it..." Qiao Yu said with emotion. It seems that the difference between university professors and high school teachers is indeed very big.

"So don't mention it to anyone for the time being. If other professors call and ask, don't mention it either." "That's not true, is it? University professors still covet my little skills?" Qiao Yu said in surprise.

"Don't think too highly of the moral character of professors. Let me tell you something. Two professors were drinking together and talked about a point. They argued in depth. One of the professors wrote this after he returned home. The article was published directly. Because of this matter, another professor had been fighting with him for several years, arguing over who was the originator of this idea. A point of view that has not been widely demonstrated can be argued like this. Your kind of Do you think someone will covet a paper that can directly produce results?"

Xue Song's answer made Qiao Yu feel astonished.

The professors mentioned by the good old man seem to be good people, but from what Professor Xue said, that doesn't seem to be the case?

But speaking of it, Xue Song's answer seemed to be more in line with his understanding of people, so he immediately replied seriously: "I understand."

"Well, just understand. We can discuss this matter later. I'm making this call because of another very important issue. What are your plans for the future?" The other person asked straight to the point, catching Qiao Yu off guard. So he just Can answer honestly: "Actually, I haven't thought about it yet."

"Okay, let me ask more specifically, do you plan to go abroad?"

This time Qiao Yu answered firmly: "No, I have to take care of my mother in China." "Then you will have to choose between Huaqing and Yanbei in the future. Which one do you plan to go to?"

Qiao Yu hesitated for a while, and then asked: "...I'm actually still hesitating about this. That, do you think I can talk to these two universities about the conditions? For example, scholarships or something?" "Yes. Who told you that you can negotiate terms with universities if you have capital?"

Qiao Yu was a little confused and asked: "Is it impossible?"

"I can tell you clearly that if you only have a gold medal in the Little Li Baba Mathematics Competition, it is not enough." Qiao Yu asked: "What if I can also win the gold medal in IMO?"

"When I hang up the phone later, go check the list and results of the members who represented China in the IMO in 2005. If I remember correctly, I was one of the only two gold medal winners of the Chinese team with perfect scores that year.

Of course, Huaqing and Yanbei did contact me back then, but they just asked briefly if I had any intention to go to them. After I expressed my intention to study abroad, there was nothing more. Contacted me for the second time. Do you understand? Don’t be deceived by the messy news from the outside world. They are just for parents’ need. At least in China, the so-called top scorer in the college entrance examination is actually not true for Huaqing and Yanbei. It's no different from cabbage in the field.
Chapter completed!