Chapter 63 Is this freshman year?
Both are very humble.
Xu Zhengyang couldn't stand it anymore and curled his lips, "Come on, if you want to take the test, wait until the military training is over before taking it again. Besides, we are just freshmen, so how can we write anything profound?"
"That's right." Zhai Ziqiang nodded and sighed: "I used to think I was very good at being able to do those competition questions, but after reading the materials distributed by my seniors, I realized that I had learned a little bit."
Xu Zhengyang leaned back lazily on his chair, with an expression that showed he had seen through the impermanence of the world.
"Normally, mathematics competitions are like orienteering, but advanced mathematics is like a marathon. Orienteering only needs to run towards a goal, and there can be countless paths. No matter how you run, you can't run outside the circle."
"Marathon is a long route with new scenery along the way. If you don't reach the end, you haven't finished the race. It doesn't matter whether you run 20% or 80%."
Xu Qingzhou and the other three were stunned, and they all looked at Xu Zhengyang.
Staring at Xu Zhengyang, Xu Qingzhou looked strange and said, "Old Xu, when did you become so educated?"
"You've been suppressed." Xu Zhengyang's aura of master disappeared in an instant and he chuckled, "I searched for a long time before I found this sentence on the Internet. You can all be suppressed. Those little girls are not allowed to show their worshipful eyes. !”
"Go away."
Xu Qingzhou rolled his eyes and ignored this guy.
"Anyway, I will not stay in the Department of Basic Mathematics in the future. I will major in Financial Mathematics or Statistics. After graduation, I will go back to inherit the family business and collect rent to live."
Xu Zhengyang sighed.
At this time, Xu Qingzhou and the others wanted to beat someone up, but they decided not to do it.
Seeing that no one asked him how many apartments he had at home, Xu Zhengyang could only regret that he missed a good opportunity to show off.
Xu Qingzhou opened the fruit and gave Xu Zhengyang a few points, "Eat the fruit."
"Old Xu, this is from the school beauty of Song Dynasty. You are willing to give it to us." Xu Zhengyang's expression was exaggerated.
"If you don't want to eat it, I'll put it away."
Watermelons and mangoes are boxed, and the weather is hot now, so they won’t last long.
"Eat, eat, eat." Xu Zhengyang came over with a smile and poked a piece of watermelon, "Old Xu, are you really not attracted to such a beautiful and caring girl?"
Kong Xianbo and Zhai Ziqiang also moved the stools over and looked at Xu Qingzhou to see what he said while eating fruit.
Xu Qingzhou sighed, "You don't understand, I just treat her as my sister."
"Bah, you scumbag!"
Over the weekend, Xu Qingzhou finished translating the paper and checked it again, planning to show it to Professor Gu Zhizhong when it was free.
On Monday, there was a heavy rain at four o'clock in the afternoon. The instructor informed the group to take a break. Xu Qingzhou did not go to dinner with Xu Zhengyang and the others, but went directly to the Mathematical Institute to see if Professor Gu Zhizhong was there.
School of Mathematics, Professor’s Office.
When Xu Qingzhou went there, the door was open. He glanced inside. There were two young people inside, busy writing at the desk next to them. In front of the desk, Professor Gu Zhizhong was also busy with what he was doing.
Noticing Xu Qingzhou standing at the door, Gu Zhizhong motioned for him to come in with his eyes.
The two students who were immersed in studying looked up and looked curiously at Xu Qingzhou who came in.
"Professor, this is my thesis." Xu Qingzhou handed the USB flash drive to Gu Zhizhong.
Gu Zhizhong was slightly surprised and took the USB flash drive: "Finished so quickly?"
Xu Qingzhou nodded, "Yes, I just had time in the first two days, so I worked overtime to finish it."
Gu Zhizhong plugged in the USB drive and clicked on the files inside. There were Chinese and English versions.
The first thing he did was to copy the content to the plagiarism checking website. Although he had roughly read this paper last time, he did not have the original manuscript.
In fact, Gu Zhizhong was already prepared to comfort Xu Qingzhou because the repetition rate was a bit high. He is very optimistic about Xu Qingzhou. Although he has not had much contact with him, he can still feel that Xu Qingzhou has a calmness that is different from other young people. This is exactly the attitude needed to do academic work.
Non-utilitarian, not eager for success, and able to sit on the bench.
Duplicate check completed.
Chinese version, duplication rate 1.01%.
English version, duplication rate 0.82%.
Qualified, extremely qualified.
Gu Zhizhong was stunned for a moment, staring at the plagiarism check report on the screen with a complicated expression, "Have you decided which journal to submit for?"
"Mathematical Invention." Xu Qingzhou said. Many papers published in this journal are related to physics.
The two boys next door raised their heads with surprise and admiration in their eyes. Core Journal.
Gu Zhizhong nodded and turned to browse Xu Qingzhou's paper: "I'll put the paper here first. I took a brief look at it. There are no big problems in the translation, but some terminology needs to be adjusted. You can come in a few days. Forget it."
With that said, he handed Xu Qingzhou a note: "Leave a phone number and I'll call you later."
"Okay, thank you Professor Gu." Xu Qingzhou nodded and left his phone number.
Gu Zhizhong took the phone, waved his hand with a smile, and said, "I've been very busy these days. Go back and have a good rest. Young people should pay more attention to taking care of their bodies."
In his opinion, Xu Qingzhou must have stayed up a lot of nights to translate the paper in three or four days, and during this period there was military training.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Professor."
"Okay, get out of here."
Xu Qingzhou left. One of the boys glanced at the paper on the table and asked curiously: "Professor, is this the undergraduate student you are teaching?"
Xu Qingzhou is too young to be a doctoral student. As for the master's degree students, they know each other and there is no such person.
"Yes, undergraduate. The most important thing is that I am still a freshman." Gu Zhizhong also felt a little emotional.
"Freshman year?"
“I’ve already started applying for SCI even before the class started!”
The two graduate students looked shocked and felt that they had been shocked. Are the freshmen already so awesome now?
"It's hard to believe, isn't it?" Gu Zhizhong took a sip of tea, looked at his two students, and said seriously: "So, you two have to work hard. It would be a shame if you were killed by your juniors. ”
Xu Qingzhou came out of the office and planned to go to the cafeteria to have a meal first.
The rain is still falling, and the drizzle falls from the sky, lightly falling on the asphalt road on campus. The wind blows, and the faint fragrance of flowers and mud algae fills the rain.
Outside the library, students holding colorful umbrellas walked quickly.
Xu Qingzhou took a deep breath, as if he saw his old self. Many teachers said that it would be easier after going to college. In fact, in college, especially in an institution like Beijing University, the stress is more intense than in high school.
The most disappointing thing is that no matter how hard you roll, you can't seem to catch up with others.
About ten minutes later, he approached the Shaoyuan Chinese Restaurant at the Peking University Second-Body Tennis Court.
There are many people during the meal.
Xu Qingzhou was carrying a portion of braised chicken and rice. After searching for a long time, he saw that a couple had already finished eating and were still sitting on their seats, so he took a plate and sat down next to them.
The two of them were too embarrassed to continue being sweet, so they glanced at Xu Qingzhou and left.
(End of chapter)