Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Chapter 1089: Same Inspiration

Now that the thinking is in order, there is only one thing left to do.

The incomplete books were registered for borrowing, and the ark carried them with it, along with the printed literature, and returned early to their homes at Zhongshan International.

As was done before each shutdown, the ark first took a bath in the bathroom with a sense of ritual. After a bath and change of clothes, he immediately sat down in the study, took out the ballpoint pen he had been using for a long time, and worked his way up on the draft paper.

[Define M ~ (K) as the following categories:]

[The object is, h (X, e), where X is the smooth emission cluster on k, e is the power isomer of ring Corr0 ~ (X, X) Q, and state emission is Hom (h (X, e), h (Y, f)): = f · Corr0 ~ (X, Y) Q · e...]

……

The inspiration is mostly the same.

Thoughts like volcanoes have sprung up even beyond the speed of their own writing.

One line of formula is like trickling down a mountain and brushing a tough stone. The tip of the pen has been waved on the paper as a shadow, and under the smooth stroke of the pen, the inaudible note is woven into a song that encompasses the universe and shocks the heart.

Emotional that you can't print all your thoughts on paper in an instant, the ark can't help but wonder, if in the virtual reality world, would it be quicker to output these things on “draft paper” by mind?

But when he thought about it, he dismissed it.

Creative work requires a high degree of concentration of thought, and neural access virtual reality systems are ultimately a dream simulation process, so the more relaxed they are, the easier it is to immerse them.

Perhaps proactive dreams can make it look like it really exists, and when it's over, memories in dreams are clearly preserved, but if creative work is done, there will probably be brain deficiencies.

There is undoubtedly some inversion of the end of the book to reduce the ability to think in order to increase hand speed.

“At this rate, we will probably be able to achieve the first milestone by the end of the month...”

The three-page draft-paper-wearing writing stretched a lazy waist and continued to gaze at the unfinished steps ahead.

“The subset structure of the same tuning loop as the motive! ”

“And it's straight and decomposed! ”

It's been a few days since the end of the month anyway.

The Ark has made up its mind.

These days before the paper was written, it was just a few days at home.

……

Just as the ark began a new round of closure, not far from Jinling University men slept, a slutty year was excitedly pushing open the bedroom door, walking in with a big meteor, throwing a schoolbag on the chair.

Looking at his face as if he had been hit by five million, he was looking at the section of the textbook. He had to look at the guy's face twice more and ask.

“What's so exciting? Got a scholarship? ”

Gimmer's face had a delightful smile and said.

“Stop guessing, you'll never guess. ”

Yang Shuang, who was playing chess, let go of his mouse and looked back at it with interest.

“Why don't you tell me? ”

Unscrewing the bottle cap of mineral water and drinking it, Moisturizing Jimmer of Runsongzi sold Guan enough, which is not to say slowly, "Professor Lu, I agree with him to join his subject! ”

The bedroom was quiet for a moment for a few seconds.

When I heard this, it wasn't just Duan Siqi and Yang Shuang, but also Wudi, who was sitting next to him playing with his phone, were all equally surprised.

“Shit? Professor Lu's subject? Professor Lu, who won the Fields Prize? ”

Put your phone down and Woody's in. In the conversation, I looked incredibly at Zimmer and said:

“Really?! You are an undergraduate… someone else has a problem with you. ”

As soon as I heard it, I didn't like it, and Zimmer immediately rebutted.

“What's wrong with undergraduates? I have completed my undergraduate studies! Besides, Professor Lu said that scientific research is an advanced discipline in practice. Whether undergraduate or master students have basic theoretical knowledge, they can try to expand the breadth of knowledge in practice. ”

When I said the front half was fine, and when I got to the back, the cheeks of the Seamus children's shoes were a little hot.

In fact, this is not what Professor Lu said, but the older sister in their office.

However, the teacher was said to be Professor Lu's chief disciple and had been pointed at by him since he went to high school.

If you put it this way, rounding it up should still be equivalent to what Professor Lu himself said?

“And, almost half of the Fields Medal winners have won IMO gold medals! For example, with Professor Lu's award-winning Schultz, his current P number and perfect space are viewed as the most promising directions in algebraic geometry --”

Grasping the mouse, Yang Shuang quickly turned around and continued curiously.

“What are P numbers and perfect spaces? ”

“Hey, that's a long story, I don't know much, I just happen to know a little bit...”

Seasonal classmates watching their mouths excitedly say something difficult to understand, sitting beside them, Xiqi maintained his gaze for a while, after a long time to sigh in the shadows.

There's such an awesome roommate, really Alexander.

When someone else was in their shoes padding an aunt's towel and kicking in the playground, this guy had finished his undergraduate course. He started doing scientific research with Lu Shen while others were counting his hair off.

Whether doing core or non-core work, it is also working in the ranks of academicians.

As long as he is serious about what he is doing, not to mention what heights the future development platform can reach, he will certainly benefit greatly, at least in terms of personal growth.

When I think of it here, I can admire it in Duan Siqi's heart.

There's really no way to face this talented player, and no matter how much time he spends in the library, he can't keep up with this guy.

But think about it, after all, someone else came in with a full IMO guarantee, not to mention Jinling University, even if they put it in Berkeley, Princeton, someone else grabbed it, and it's definitely the kind of scholarship.

Listen to Seamus children's shoes talk about perfect space, P number and other difficult things, looking at Yang Shuang as if he was mentally retarded, listen, a deep sense of frustration emerged from Duan Siqi's heart, and he didn't even have the mood to continue reading.

He silently took out his phone and looked at the invitation to the virtual reality game in his mailbox to encapsulate his qualifications. His face was a little complicated.

Next Saturday at the Jinling Institute of Higher Studies, the first public encapsulation test of the Virtual Reality System will be launched as scheduled.

Nor did he expect to win. After all, by the end of the registration deadline, the number of entries he had seen had exceeded tens of millions, whereas, in contrast, there were only two hundred sealed places in the country.

I can smoke it, I'm afraid I'll run out of luck all my life.

He was going to brush the question this Saturday...

Looking at this invitation, Duan Siqi was caught in contemplation.

Are we going or not?