Chapter 85: The first trick to show off
As night falls, the street lights emit orange light, decorating the school warmly.
The girl walked in front, with her hands behind her back, and her steps were brisk. It was obvious that she was in a good mood. The boy walked in the back, holding a small bag and a water bottle with one hand, and holding his waist with the other hand, with a resentful expression.
Of course these two people were Song Yao and Xu Qingzhou who had just come out of the May Fourth Stadium.
Seeing this guy looking sick, Song Yao felt a little disgusted and said: "Xu Qingzhou, are you a tortoise? You walk so slowly!"
"Try being thrown over the shoulder once." Xu Qingzhou said quietly. He couldn't figure out how such a small body could explode with such powerful power.
"It's all sandy ground." Song Yao snorted coldly, thinking that she deserved it. Who told you to say that I have small breasts?
"That hurts too! If a girl is so violent, there will never be anyone else in the future." Under Song Yao's threatening gaze, Xu Qingzhou forcefully suppressed the word "yes".
Sighing secretly, when I become stronger one day, I have to let you feel the feeling of being pressed to the ground and rubbed.
Song Yao nodded with satisfaction and pointed to the milk tea shop in the distance: "I finally taught you a trick, should you treat me to some milk tea?"
"I just finished running and drank milk tea. Don't you want to lose weight?" Xu Qingzhou didn't understand Song Yao's idea of losing weight. He only ate half a bowl of food some time ago.
"The purpose of exercise is not to lose weight, but to let you exercise." Song Yao turned her head and ignored him and walked towards the milk tea shop, "Besides, I am in a good mood today."
Xu Qingzhou: "."
When Xu Qingzhou went back, there was no one in the dormitory, so he took a shower first.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Xu Qingzhou nodded. After exercising, he felt really different, as if his body was open.
It's just that I don't have enough muscles. I don't know when I will be able to "stand up" in front of Song Yao.
As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he received a call from Wang Wei, saying that according to the data he gave, the materials they re-created had significant improvements in various data.
Xu Qingzhou said congratulations.
Wang Wei came to tell Xu Qingzhou the good news. The two of them hung up the phone without saying much.
Xu Qingzhou put on clean clothes and went to the study room with the "Advanced Mathematics Theory" borrowed from the library and his notebook.
There is no rush to work on mathematical models now.
Professor Zhao Shengwen can't do much about their project now. After all, he has not participated in the specific experimental process.
His job is to use the newly generated data to optimize the model, which can be done in the laboratory.
On Wednesday, in the modern history class in the morning, Xu Qingzhou and Xu Zhengyang were lucky enough to occupy the last row.
Political classes contrast sharply with professional classes, and the last few rows become hot spots.
Compared to this class, Xu Qingzhou would rather take an advanced mathematics class.
The class bell rang, and Xu Zhengyang had already begun to chat. Those who didn't know it thought it was a bed bell. When Xu Qingzhou got up at two o'clock last night, he saw that the screen of this guy's mobile phone was still on.
He was typing away, grinning stupidly in the bright light. Xu Qingzhou even wondered if this guy had hooked up with another girl and was preparing to suffer the pain of love.
Zhai Ziqiang was sitting upright, having already opened his notebook and prepared for class.
What surprised Xu Qingzhou was that Kong Xianbo, who had been scrolling during this period, was actually looking at his mobile phone at this time, and his fingers kept pulling down to refresh the web page, which seemed to be a paper website.
His paper was also submitted?
Seeing Xu Qingzhou looking at him, Kong Xianbo coughed dryly, silently closed his mobile phone, pushed up his glasses, and took out the notes from the previous class. His hidden secret was so dangerous that he was almost exposed in advance.
Combining the details of Lao Xu's recent pretense, he concluded that pretense is like farting. The loud one has no destructive effect, but the silent one can startle four people.
The first secret to showing off: don’t make any sound.
Xu Qingzhou was dumbfounded, understanding that Lao Kong was here for Boda. It's a pity that he is a loser.
On the podium, the teacher began to lecture. Xu Zhengyang was drowsy, and Kong Xianbo listened attentively.
Xu Qingzhou took out the "Advanced Mathematics Theory" and read it slowly. It was not difficult to understand. However, when he saw the content of the prime number theorem, he stopped.
An interesting topic is found in the small print below. Verify the prime number interval conjecture (α=1.5, C=3). In the range of n≤10^8, the upper bound of the adjacent prime number interval is set to 3×(logp)^ 1.5, where p is a prime number and n≤10^8.
Taking a deep breath, he took out the manuscript paper and checked it.
Kong Xianbo was serious when he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that Xu Qingzhou seemed to be taking notes seriously, and he felt something bad in his heart. Could it be that Old Xu had also woken up and was ready to earn grades?
Scholarships, postgraduate guarantees, and merit evaluation are all related to performance points.
But when he looked carefully, he breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems like he is still doing other things.
Xu Qingzhou was stumped by this prime number problem. He spent the whole day on Wednesday struggling with this problem, but made no progress.
This was the first time he encountered such a problem, and it suddenly made him feel more competitive.
Three days passed by in a blink of an eye. Xu Qingzhou's life was very simple. He went to the laboratory once a day to receive new data, went to class, and studied the problem of intervals between prime numbers.
By the way, he went for a run on Thursday and was severely punished by Song Yao again. It happened once, so much so that Xu Qingzhou began to doubt whether he could do it.
However, this depression was quickly dissipated by complicated calculations.
After struggling for two and a half days, Xu Qingzhou still failed. Those verifications were either dead ends or simply not valid.
On Friday, he came to Gu Zhizhong's office, but unfortunately, Gu Zhizhong was not there. There was only one senior he met last time and the other one he didn't recognize.
"Junior, you are here to see Professor Gu." The person who spoke was the first-year graduate student named "Meng Bin".
Xu Qingzhou nodded and said, "Yes, I originally wanted to ask a question."
Meng Bin pointed to the side and said, "Professor Gu is in the 4118 Q&A room. You have to go find her there."
"Okay, thank you, senior."
Xu Qingzhou was about to leave, but was stopped by another young man: "Junior, I can help you take a look."
"Okay, thank you, senior." Xu Qingzhou smiled and took out the manuscript paper from his bag.
While taking the manuscript paper handed over by Xu Qingzhou, the young man said with a smile: "Junior, my name is Su Kewei, and I am a doctoral student under Professor Gu."
"Hello, senior, my name is Xu Qingzhou."
"You are Xu Qingzhou. I heard from Junior Brother Meng and others that you are very powerful." Su Kewei praised, and as he spoke, he looked at the manuscript paper with some surprise, "About the topic of prime numbers?"
"After two days of solving it, I still haven't solved it, so I plan to come see Professor Gu."
Meng Bin also took a look, but found that the question was a bit difficult, so he gave up decisively and lowered his head to do his own research.
"Well, let me solve it first. There should be no problem." Su Kewei took out the manuscript paper from the side and started to write, thinking that this junior brother really has something, this question does not look simple.
Xu Qingzhou was not in a hurry and waited patiently.
"Junior, don't worry, it will be absolutely fine for Senior Brother Su to take action." Meng Bin said with a smile.
Xu Qingzhou nodded, indicating that he believed it.
(End of chapter)