Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The ark didn't expect, it was only a day away.

The following evening, he received an e-mail from Mr. Francis.

[... the PDF file of the meeting minutes is in the attachment to this email, although I don't think you'll be able to use it anymore? Well, good luck, my friend from across the Pacific.

Ark:????

Why don't you use it?

Is there a new issue in the Mathematics Yearbook?

The Ark quickly landed on the official website of the annual Mathematics Journal, but no new publications were discovered.

Imagine that the periodicity of the annual publication of mathematics is “Bimonthly”, the so-called bi-monthly magazine, which is published only every two months.

Based on the date of his last publication, his thesis will not officially be available until the end of the month at the earliest, so why not? He's still waiting to hammer the brains out with this minutes. Where's the powdered dog?

A telephone call came just as the Ark was pressing its face.

As soon as I saw the screen, it was Professor Tang. The Ark pressed the connection key and just put the phone in my ear. Before I could ask what was going on, I asked the other side first.

“What's the matter with you boy? ”

When asked so suddenly, the ark was embarrassed to cough softly: “Did you even know? ”

He didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so he didn't even tell anyone on the side of the school, and I didn't expect Professor Tang to know.

“I'm not blind when you say that? Seriously, I'm not going online?” Professor Tang scolded with a smile.

Mm-hmm.

Doesn't it seem like you're in a hurry to listen to Don?

Just as the Ark woke up wondering what had happened, Professor Tang continued to ask.

“To be honest, this is a bit of a mess right now. Wang Qiping's old man's mouth wasn't very strict. He bragged about you when he got back. What else? With this achievement alone, the 17-year Cole Prize won't make it, and guess what? ”

Without waiting for the Ark to speak, Professor Tang laughed and continued.

“It somehow got into the ears of some old guys in the publicity department. The Cole Prize, that's a big joy! Now everyone's got a press release on the other side of the Journal, waiting for your paper to be published at the end of the month. As a result, uh, this face hurts enough. ”

Of course it hurts not the Ark, but the Editorial Department of Everyone's Daily News.

A local TV show actually copied all this stuff for fun.

If it doesn't matter, whose name will the prover of the twin count speculation write? If something goes wrong, but be responsible!

Not only does everyone's daily newspaper editorial department look ugly, but the old guys in the propaganda department don't look very good either. You can imagine that the ugliest look is Yan Da's old Mr. Wang.

Anyway, someone's going to get fucked up.

Speaking of which, Professor Tang couldn't help but say: “In the future, when something like this happens, first tell me, or tell Dean Qin, don't think about solving it, can the school leave you alone? If you hadn't told me about this, I wouldn't know when! ”

The ark stunned: "Brother Luo? ”

Professor Tang: “You, Brother Luo, heard about this, not to mention that Running the Federal Mathematics Institute asked for a meeting record, and then contacted several media people in the country with evidence to expose it, and sent me an e-mail. You see how people do things? Give him a call later and thank him yourself. ”

The Ark immediately said, "Sure, I'll call you later! ”

He now finally understood why Mr. Francis had returned to his e-mail saying that he might not be able to use the minutes of the meeting, which had already been sent to his home country on his behalf.

In that case, I really have to thank Brother Shiloh very much.

Next time you go to Princeton, you'll have to buy him a drink.

Hanging up the phone, the ark opened its cell phone and looked under its neck at Wu Yan's brain. The powders suddenly laughed.

A guitar stylist sitting under the bed was scared by the sudden laughter of the ark.

“Elbow, what's wrong with you? ”

“Nothing,” the ark shook its head, softly moaning, “culture is good, you don't have to do it yourself. ”

Liu Rui looked up and said, "What the hell? You solved that thing. ”

The ark put the phone on one side to recharge, and said casually: "Kind of. ”

……

TV station, in the conference room.

Wu Ping's expression was a little awkward.

No, to be precise, the faces of several of the heads of the project team at the conference table were not very good looking.

To be honest, things have come to this point, and they've been unexpected. It was supposed to be perfect marketing, and now it seems to be ending somewhat badly.

Especially Wu Ping, at this moment the mood is like being beeped by a dog.

When they borrowed the video, they could not understand what the people on stage were doing, but they downloaded and read the paper of the academic conference.

Although they can't read the text, they can at least read the abstracts of the paper. That meeting was clearly a study of the Mason number distribution pattern, and they asked experts in this area.

So when Wu Yan's broker found her with the proof paper of the twin count speculation, she pointed to that thing and said that it was the recent research results of Wu Yan. That is, she searched the Internet for the twin count speculation, and found that there was really no news saying that the speculation had been proven, and she didn't care about it.

Now the show works, but it seems to have been lost.

Sitting at the table, Wu Yan's agent Yang Feng coughed softly, some embarrassed.

“... is that too much of a big deal? It's just a show effect, it's not really a submission, can we not talk about the serious problem of academic counterfeiting? ”

Zhang Gui said angrily: “Why didn't you just fucking tell me that this whole process was copied? ”

Yang Feng tried to calm down: “Zhang Jie, we are a man on a boat now, not a time to fight. I asked Wu Yan, he admitted that he did draw inspiration from the demonstration process at that academic conference, but he made changes in many of the details, then we can say that the two of them solved the world's problems alone..."

“It's useless to say this now.” The assistant standing next to Zhang Guan, interrupting Yang Feng's words, looked at Zhang Guan, "the key now is how we can solve this problem. My suggestion is to start the PR process right away, drop the heat on the subject around your neck, and then... why don't you just find a math journal or something, give them some money, and let them publish the proof of that assumption first? ”

Zhang Guizheng nodded for a moment.

“Makes sense. ”

It would be a shame to abandon a role so easily held up. Anyway, the paper hasn't been published yet, even if there's a video online, what does a section of the video prove? The yard rate is so low, it's reflective, you can't even see anything on the whiteboard.

Don't tell me you've already published it, but you haven't published it yet?

I'll give you the money to fake it!

At that point, the door to the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a suit entered the conference room expressionlessly.

Zhang Yuanjie's eyebrows picked out and saw the visitor and said: "Which department are you from? There's a meeting going on here. Do I allow you to come in? ”

The man ignored the guide and left a document on the table.

“As of today, your show will be suspended for rectification. ”

The air in the conference room solidified instantly.

No sound, as if a needle could be heard clearly on the ground.

Unbelievably widening his eyes, Zhang Yuanjie's breathing became more and more impatient and suddenly stood up.

“What's going on? Why the sudden suspension? This doesn't make any sense... I, I'll talk to the chief in person! ”

The finals are almost over, even the rehearsals are over, and if the show suddenly stops at this time, the impact on the show will undoubtedly be a devastating blow.

Zhang Yuanjie's face was pale and he could not accept the fact in any way.

The man just glanced lightly at Zhang Yuanjie.

“Don't look, it's useless to look for anyone. This rectified file didn't come down from your TV station, it came down from above. ”