Chapter 69 Chapter 69 Exclusive
"Student Lin Yimu, what do you think of our Peking University? Are you interested in studying at our Peking University?" The old professor stopped in front of a few people and asked directly.
Lin Yimu looked at the kind-looking old professor in front of him and said without hesitation: "Professor, to be honest, I actually plan to study at Peking University, but do you think my current level can enter the Yuanpei College of Peking University?"
The old professor looked at the boy who was asking questions seriously and honestly, and couldn't help but smile with appreciation and nodded, saying, "Your idea is very good. With your current level, there will be no problem for you to study at Peking University. As for entering Yuanpei College, if you only want to major in mathematics, you can come to Peking University's School of Mathematics, which is among the best in the country."
The students from other cities who came to participate in the competition standing nearby all looked at the two people who were talking. Except for Huang Minglei, Ke Chengyan and Yuan Mingxu who were completely confident, the others looked at Lin Yimu with envy in their eyes, but no one spoke to interrupt the two people who were talking at this time.
After listening to the old professor's words, Lin Yimu also understood the hidden meaning of his words. He did not show any disappointment on his face. Instead, he said calmly and firmly: "Thank you for your advice, professor. The reason why I want to enter Yuanpei College is because I want to choose a major other than mathematics. From what I know, the only one that can satisfy my freedom to choose majors and courses is Yuanpei College of Peking University. But it doesn't matter if it's not possible now. I will continue to work hard. Maybe there will be a chance soon."
Lin Yimu's words were a tactful rejection of the old professor's suggestion that he major in mathematics and enter Yuanpei College. So the moment he finished speaking, not to mention the other students who were listening quietly around him, even Pei Yuchen couldn't believe his ears.
What did they hear?
Lin Yimu actually rejected the proposal of the professor from Peking University!
You know, even getting into Peking University as a mathematics major is something many people dream of, not to mention special admission. Even if you cannot enter Yuanpei College for the time being, it does not mean that you will not have a chance in the future.
However, Lin Yimu actually refused such good conditions. He actually refused!
Just this point made everyone present wonder if Lin Yimu had a brain cramp, and it also made those who did not get good results in the competition and could not enter the school of their choice feel very uncomfortable.
After hearing Lin Yimu's answer, the old professor did not express anything. He still had a smiling face. As for the opportunity that Lin Yimu mentioned in the near future, he had some guesses in his mind and encouraged him: "Student Lin is very ambitious. I hope to see you in the Yuanpei College of Peking University in September next year. You must keep up the good work!"
"Thank you for your encouragement, professor. I will work hard." Lin Yimu said with a smile.
The two of them came to an end of the topic here, but the old professor did not leave immediately. Instead, he turned his attention to Huang Minglei, Yuan Mingxu and Ke Chengyan, who performed well in this competition.
In the end, except for Huang Minglei who had already made plans, the other two were all interested in studying at Peking University. However, like Lin Yimu, they also wanted to enter Yuanpei College, so for the time being, they did not sign contracts with Peking University immediately, and therefore did not discuss many details.
But even so, it gave the old professor who was presenting the awards to everyone a reassurance, and he walked with a breeze when he left.
After the old professor walked away, Lin Yimu and his group ignored the occasional glances from people around them and those who wanted to come up and talk to them, and quickly left the auditorium.
On the way back, everyone's cell phones kept ringing. The callers were all admissions teachers from various universities, all calling for the first and second place winners of the competition.
Lin Yimu was the busiest among the crowd. Almost every first-tier university called him, and the admission requirements they offered were better than each other. However, the one that excited Lin Yimu the most was Peking University, which he wanted to go to the most.
However, due to his pursuit, Lin Yimu did not explicitly refuse, but he did not reject it directly either. He just said that he needed to think about it.
After finally dealing with all the admissions teachers, Lin Yimu and the others returned to the guesthouse, and Pei Yuchen said, "After lunch today, if you have any activities, please come to me in advance to report. Let's go out together. Be careful when you go out. We will return to Yancheng early tomorrow morning."
"I understand, Teacher Pei!" Everyone responded in unison and went back to their rooms to put their things away.
After putting their things away, Yuan Mingxu and Ke Chengyan went to Lin Yimu's room together. Just as they were about to discuss going out for dinner, Lin Yimu received a call from Professor Wan, asking about the results of the thesis review.
When Lin Yimu heard the professor's question, he was a little surprised and puzzled: "Professor, it's only been about a month since I submitted my paper. The results shouldn't come out so quickly, right?"
"I've noticed a lot of discussion on your paper on arXiV recently, and there's a heated debate on whether you've solved the conjecture, so I called to ask. Logically speaking, with so much discussion going on now, they should have noticed it." Professor Wan explained to his phone while browsing the debate on arXiV.
As Lin Yimu listened to Professor Wan's explanation, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation and opened the email app on his phone to check if there was any message.
Huang Minglei, Yuan Mingxu and Ke Chengyan, who were sitting nearby, came up to Lin Yimu with curiosity and looked at his phone.
The three of them heard the conversation between Lin Yimu and Professor Wan just now clearly, and they were naturally very curious about the result.
Lin Yimu checked his mailbox on his mobile phone. After looking through it, he didn't find any new emails. The little bit of expectation in his heart turned into disappointment.
After sighing in his heart and calming down his disappointment, Lin Yimu told Professor Wan the truth about the result.
After hearing the results, Professor Wan sighed in disappointment and then began to comfort Lin Yimu, "Don't be disappointed, Xiaomu. Usually, peer review takes a long time. After all, the reviewing editors receive a lot of paper submissions every day. It doesn't matter if there is no news today. Maybe there will be news in a few days."
Lin Yimu also knew this truth, and he was only disappointed for a moment. After hearing Professor Wan's words, he knew that the professor was comforting him, and said with a smile: "I know, Professor, although I was a little disappointed just now, didn't you also say before that it would take at least ten months to get news? We just have to wait slowly, maybe it will be approved next month."
Professor Wan on the other end of the phone heard what Lin Yimu said, responded with relief, and then asked about the results of the competition. After hearing that Lin Yimu, Huang Minglei and other three won the first and second national awards respectively, he was also very happy and relieved.
After Lin Yimu finished his call with Professor Wan, he put down his phone and saw three pairs of eyes staring at him, all of them looking as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.
Lin Yimu looked at the three people, put down his phone and asked in confusion: "What are the expressions on your faces? Why are you staring at me?"
The three of them looked at each other, and finally Huang Minglei spoke up: "We are worried that you are in a bad mood, so we are going to find a way to comfort you. Now it seems that you are fine and we don't need to worry about you."
Hearing this, Lin Yimu showed a helpless expression, but he felt warm in his heart.
He now has friends who can care for him and comfort him, and all of these are experiences he had never had in his previous life.
Thinking of this, Lin Yimu smiled, and even his eyes were sparkling. "Although I am a little disappointed, I am not that fragile. You just put your heart at ease."
"Let's go, let's go downstairs to eat. Aren't you hungry? We finally have time to relax. After dinner, we will buy some specialties from Beijing in the afternoon. You can bring them back to your family when you leave tomorrow. Let's go!" After saying that, he held Huang Minglei's shoulder and called the other two to go downstairs to eat.
Huang Minglei and the other two looked at each other and saw that Lin Yimu was really not in a low mood. Then they followed Lin Yimu out with a relaxed look on their faces, chatting and joking as they walked.
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Princeton University, USA
Professor Ferrero was sitting behind his desk at this time, drinking coffee and leisurely flipping through his mailbox.
As a researcher at the Institute for Advanced Study at Princeton, Ferrero basically spends all his time at the institute except for teaching his students. He rarely has the time to sit leisurely in his office.
At this moment, he was checking his email as a routine, his brows tightly furrowed on his serious face, showing a hint of impatience.
Ferrero is a professor at Princeton and a researcher at the Institute for Advanced Study. He is also a mathematician and a peer reviewer for a journal on applied mathematics.
At this time, he was reviewing the papers that had passed the initial review by the editors.
But up to now, he has not seen a single useful paper, all of it is nonsense, which makes him frown more and more the more he reads.
Just then, his mailbox suddenly rang, and before he could click to check, the phone in the office also rang.
shit!
The continuous calls made Ferrero, who was already in a bad mood because of reading a paper, cursed in his heart before answering the phone.
"Old friend, I hope you're calling me to tell me something serious." Ferrero said into the phone in a somewhat stiff tone.
The person on the other end of the phone didn't take his blunt words seriously. Instead, he smiled and said, "Hey, Ferrero, I found a great treasure here. It's a paper proving a mathematical conjecture!"
When Ferrero heard what the other party said, he frowned and said, "Tell me, when did you call me and tell me that you found a treasure? But what you sent to me was all garbage! Your editorial department really needs to learn some math!"
Facing Ferrero's accusation, the person on the other end of the phone was not angry at all. He smiled apologetically and said, "Hey! I promise it's true this time. I found it from a manuscript that was previously screened out. Otherwise, I would have missed it. I have sent the paper to your email. You can take a look. I promise it will surprise you this time!"
Ferrero was a little bit unconvinced when he heard this. The papers sent to him after the editors screened were so bad, how good could a paper found from the eliminated manuscripts be?
Although I thought so, but after hearing the repeated assurances in my ear, I still clicked on the new email from the other party, hoping that he would give up.
As he was watching, his hands that had been tapping on the keyboard suddenly stopped, and his frown gradually relaxed.
After a long while, he said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Old buddy, this time you really sent a useful paper."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without caring what the other party was saying and began to read the paper in his hand carefully.
The editor of the mathematical application who was hung up on smiled happily when he saw the call was hung up, and sent out an email by typing a few times on the keyboard.
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