Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Brother Luo Wenxuan stood at the door.

The two of us had an appointment and went to the lobby together.

“The party's about to start. How much longer do you need? ”

“It's all right. ”

After finishing the tie, the ark pulled out the key card and walked out of the room. "How do you get to the party? ”

Brother Luo smiled: “Normally take the elevator downstairs and grab a bottle of champagne from the waiter's tray. Go and talk to someone who is interested in you. If you don't have a chance, the conversation ends… Relax, don't worry if others are interested in you, I believe there should be a lot of people who are interested in you. ”

How embarrassing.

Although I know I'm handsome, let's be modest...

The ark laughed embarrassingly.

Brother Luo didn't notice what the ark was thinking. He walked with him to the elevator and introduced him to something to attend such a party with a chitchat.

“… if you are studying something interesting, try talking to a big bull who is also studying this area, if he is interested in your research content, you can choose him as your academic editor when you contribute, and the overdraft rate will be much higher. If you're ready to read the blog, you can also find a mentor here who fits your field, talk to you in person for two sentences, better than a long list, looking forward to the blind cat hitting a dead rat. ”

Upon entering the elevator, the two men and the two men in the elevator made a face.

Brother Luo stood still and then enthusiastically extended his right hand to the old man standing next to the young man, "Professor Wang, what a coincidence! ”

“Haha, Little Ro,” the professor Wang reached out and shook him with a smile, “Long time no see... who is this? ”

“Ark, Professor Tang's proud mentor,” Brother Luo patted the shoulder of the ark after retracting his hand, laughing and continuing to introduce him, "This is Professor Wang Yiping of Yanda, our domestic algebra field bull. ”

“Hello, Professor Wang! ”

Bull man!

When he heard the name he had seen in the literature, Ark Zhou suddenly saluted it.

Although the big man may not be famous, it's just someone else's low profile. And there is also a very important reason, most of the research results in mathematics came out of the youth, there was no Internet at that time, only big newspapers...

Mr. Wang's numerous academic achievements throughout his life, what he knew about the Ark, including solving a popularization problem raised by Mr. Hua Luogeng on the whole polynomial Hua Lin, attested to an important conjecture of the famous combinationist Ballobas about the limited Abel group, and so on...

These questions certainly do not have Zhou Shi's speculation short of four words, but the academic value is not low.

Numerology is not a strong field in Yan Da, and Mr. Wang is kind of carrying a flag alone.

“Don't brag for me," grabbed the right hand from the ark, Mr. Wang Qiping didn't have any shelves, smiled kindly and said, "Lu, I heard you Professor Tang mention you, hello. I'm old, the future of our country depends on you young people. You have to work hard! ”

The ark saluted: “Professor, you have said a great deal. ”

“One said, learn more about you Professor Tang, and learn less about your Qin Dean's manners.” Wang Zhoping waved his hand and smiled. He continued to introduce the young man next to him to Ark Boat: “This is my student, Wei Wen. ”

Wei Wen reached out his hand and smiled slightly. He said, "Hello, we have met again. ”

“Hello,” he shook his hand with a smile, and the ark laughed, thinking about it for a long time.

Have you?

Where the hell have you seen him?

I have no idea...

After a chill, Professor Wang took his students elsewhere.

Brother Luo patted the shoulder of the ark, threw down a good time and “split up” with him.

Watching 35% of the people climbing in the hall, there was emotion in the heart of an ark with champagne in its hand.

Who says bullies don't talk?

Look at your posture level.

After several laps in the hall, the Ark was going to go up and worship Professor Deligne, the reviewer of his previous paper, but when he saw a lot of people beside him, he hesitated.

Heaven and earth conscience, he is definitely not a pussy, just a bunch of bird language surrounded by, with his current level of English still a little pressure.

And when he finally made up his mind...

MMP, people are gone.

Eventually, he turned several laps of ark boats and sat on the couch in the sitting area of the venue.

Just like every time he eats in the school canteen, if he had to pick the most comfortable one from the first row of seats, he would have picked the less noisy spot.

Shaking his head, he was idle and idle. The ark took the notebook from the inner pocket of the suit and continued to study issues that had not previously occurred to him in the hotel.

But at this moment, an unexpected figure sat opposite him.

The ship looked up and didn't recognize it for a while.

The golden hair dissipated into a slightly curly wave, and the soft five official outline was a little less coarse in the west, except for the bright willow brow on the deep eye socket. The temperament that emerges from the eyebrow ends is somewhat similar to that of a schoolgirl in a Harry Potter movie.

The black tuxedo skirt is in stark contrast to the white swan neck, a mystery under conservative style, not like French cheerfulness, but a mystery similar to Victorian style?

Slightly downwards...

Well, not all foreigners have big breasts...

It would be rude to stare at a certain part of the lady, and the ark simply glanced at her in a hurry and regained her gaze after satisfying her curiosity. Just as he was about to say hello with a chatty tone, the other side was talking first.

Molina: "Don't you want to go dancing? ”

“No, the atmosphere there is too lively for me..." I can't make it up anymore, the ark simply tells the truth, "Well, mainly I can't dance, do you? ”

Molina smiled. “Me too. ”

The ark looked at her unexpectedly: “I thought the French were good dancers. ”

“Mutually,” Molina smiled and muttered, “when I first came to the United States, I thought you Chinese all knew kung fu. ”

“This… is too much of a misunderstanding.” Ark Khan Road.

“I'm curious. ”

“Curious about what? ”

“Why, when a beautiful lady sits across from you, can you still think about mathematics with indifference? ”

Grass?!

Reading minds?

Are foreigners so social?

The Ark looked at Molina unexpectedly, not denying it, but asked back: "… Why say that? ”

Molina stared into the canoe's eyes and smiled. “Eyes can explain a lot of problems. ”

“... well, it looks like I have a pair of eyes that talk about leaks. ”

The ark is dry coughing.

He admitted that he was really thinking about mathematics.

Even now…

Dialogue fell into a brief silence, and the two were silenced in unison.

Watching a glimpse of the dance floor, the ark's index finger tapped gently on the table, as the waltz music beat the beat.

Inspiration This thing is always so brilliant.

Just like that truth buried in endless numbers, an unexpected slip through his fingertips.

Although more than once, he had an urge to turn to the system.

But the principle of systematic questioning is to know where the problem is, without guiding him as to how to solve a problem, let alone to offer suggestions as to direction.

The presumption of direct conversion of twins requires points far exceeding the balance held by him.

Always so close...

The ark squeezed its fists.

Suddenly, his mind moved, thinking of that 24-hour heuristic time in the system, and stood up from the chair.

Molina looked at him surprised: "What's wrong? ”

The ark took a deep breath and flashed with excitement in its eyes: "I suddenly thought of something important. ”

Molina picked out her eyebrows and said in a joke: “Is it more important than having dinner with an elegant French lady? ”

“More important than having dinner with the Virgin Mary! ”

Dropping this sentence, the bow did not return, and ran to the elevator for a quick walk.