"ah?"
Lin Chaoxi tilted his head slightly and uttered a very soft sound of doubt.
Tian Weizhong was thinking "ah" something, but he was still very friendly: "Student Lin, do you have any questions?"
"Pei Zhidu refused, why do you think I would agree?"
Tian Weizhong: “…”
Li Ran looked at Lin Chaoxi helplessly: "Actually, I understand that children like you don't want to be studied, but have you ever thought that if we can gain more experience from super-intelligent students like you, we can use it to help train more children..."
Li Ran has a more persuasive and irresistible attitude, but what Tian Weizhong did not expect is that the girl in front of them is obviously more direct.
Lin Zhaoxi: "Pei Zhi and I are different. He is a genius, and I am an ordinary person who works very hard."
"Ahem," Tian Weizhong almost choked, "Student Lin is too modest."
"No, it's true." Lin Chaoxi paused, "We grew up together and studied together. I know the difference between us. So, do you want to study geniuses or ordinary people?"
Lin Chaoxi pointed at himself and asked.
There was silence in the office for a moment.
The vice-president of An Ning Experimental School was almost embarrassed. One student refused to do the research, while another insisted that he was an ordinary person and that there seemed to be something wrong with the school's feng shui.
Li Ran looked thoughtful. After a while, she slowly spoke: "We want to know what qualities geniuses have besides their superior intelligence that make them more successful than ordinary people. Or..." She paused and added, "Or, we want to know how to make ordinary people become geniuses."
Tian Weiguang looked at Li Ran. In formal research, because of the experimenter's expectation effect, they always hide the research purpose from the subjects. This is the first time that they have told the subject so frankly.
Lin Chaoxi sat opposite them, looking thoughtful. After a while, the girl sat up straight and said to them, "Yeah."
"What does that 'hmm' mean? The professors are doing research, Lin Chaoxi, you should cooperate with them." The dean finally couldn't help but criticize.
The girl looked at the angry principal, whose face was red and whose neck was thick, and said soothingly, "Don't be angry."
"I'm not angry! Just answer my question properly!"
"Yeah, okay." Lin Chaoxi looked in the direction of the two professors and added the word "okay".
Tian Weizhong: "Student Lin Chaoxi, please share with us whatever you think, for example, why do you think you are an ordinary person instead of a genius."
Lin Chaoxi pondered for a moment: "My IQ can only be said to be above average, and it seems that I can't even reach the standard of a genius."
"Student Lin may have a misunderstanding of IQ. It is essentially a statistical concept, referring to your intelligence level relative to your peers." Professor Li said confidently, "You are now the first in the unified examination like Pei Zhi. In a sense, you are indeed a genius."
Lin Chaoxi was stunned.
She wanted to say that it was because she had used the golden finger, but how could she explain it?
"I really don't think I'm a genius," was all she could say.
"Why?" Li Ran asked kindly, "Then what do you think is the difference between you and a genius?"
Lin Chaoxi opened his mouth and felt like he had a lot of answers, but when the words came to his lips, he just couldn't put it into words.
It seemed that in her subconscious, no matter how hard she worked or what achievements she made, she was always different from Pei Zhi or Lao Lin.
They were still people she looked up to, she was sure of that.
But what is the difference?
Lin Zhaoxi looked at the lady in front of him: "You really asked me."
——
Lin Chaoxi didn't expect that she would be trapped in the conversation that she thought she could face easily.
After leaving the office, she thought for a long time.
How to become a genius?
She seemed to have asked Pei Zhi this question before, and she seemed to have found the answer before leaving last time.
But what else?
If we were to define a genius, apart from her superior intelligence or extraordinary abilities, what else was she inferior to Pei Zhi or Lao Lin?
Surely there must be such a thing as this that she never considered herself a "genius"?
It can't be that she is really too humble?
How could she not know that she still had such good qualities...
——
No. 284, Zhuanzhu Lane.
Lin Chaoxi went home after school and put down his schoolbag.
There was a dim light on in Lao Lin's study. Through the window sill, one could see him working at his desk, concentrating on his work.
Lin Chaoxi looked at her for a while, maybe it was a telepathic connection. Old Lin raised his head inadvertently, and the moment he saw her, his eyes were gentle and he smiled.
Lin Chaoxi pushed the door open and entered the room. Old Lin put down his pen, just like he had done countless times when she had found him and he would put down his pen for her.
"How was your day at school?"
"Not very good."
"Oh~ You're worried."
"Do you think I'm a genius?" Lin Chaoxi asked, resting her chin on her hand. She lowered her eyes and saw that Old Lin had written a page full of numbers. She seemed to be further away from the answer in her mind.
Lao Lin began to ponder, looking serious and focused.
Lin Chaoxi also began to wait quietly.
After a while, Lao Lin smacked his lips. Lin Chaoxi sat up subconsciously, but heard Lao Lin say two words -
"you guess?"
"Dad, what's your answer?"
"Guess again"
Lin Zhaoxi: “…”
"If you can't even guess this, how can you be a genius?"
"How can I guess?"
"Come on." Lao Lin made a gesture with his hands and puffed out his chest and said, "It's your turn to ask me that question."
Lin Chaoxi was stunned, and then said: "Old Lin, are you a genius?"
Across the wooden table, Lao Lin laughed.
"yes."
He said so.
If Pei Zhi's call could be connected, Lin Chaoxi would probably call and ask Brother Pei about this question.
Although Pei Zhi is low-key and introverted, if she asked, his answer would probably be as calm and natural as Lao Lin's.
--yes.
So her problem is that she is not confident enough.
Lin Chaoxi couldn't explain.
Since he couldn't explain it, he just treated it as a small episode. Lin Chaoxi looked at Lao Lin's chopping board and asked, "How is your work progress?"
"All progress is based on innovations in thought. Bayes proposed the concept of prior probability, believing that probability is a subjective, ever-changing parameter, which changed the original objective view of probability held by the frequency school." Lao Lin turned the draft paper over, drew two diagrams, and marked the points. "Look, these are two diagrams. How do we determine whether the two diagrams are isomorphic?"
Lin Zhaoxi: "They have the same number of vertices and the same number of edges. Their points and edges correspond one to one, and the relationship between the points and edges remains unchanged."
"I know it well." Lao Lin smiled. "According to the definition of graph isomorphism, the necessary and sufficient condition for g and g' to be isomorphic is that they have the same association matrix."
"Yeah." Lin Zhaoxi listened carefully.
"I once took a detour in the sequence method, but it gave me new ideas on how to determine whether two graphs are isomorphic."
"Look, according to definition 1, if n points in a graph g and the edges connecting these n points are connected, then this graph is called the n-point connected subgraph of graph g, denoted by g(vn); according to definition 2..."
As Lao Lin spoke, he began to write non-stop.
Lin Chaoxi could understand the definition part he explained at first, but when Lao Lin began to prove that g1g2 is the same association matrix, she found it difficult to understand.
Sometimes she frowned, and sometimes she wanted Lao Lin to speak slower, but Lao Lin did not pay attention to her reaction as usual. He gave easy-to-understand explanations and stopped to teach her.
This time, Lao Lin was immersed in his world of mathematics from the very beginning. Sometimes he fell into long periods of deep thought, and sometimes he began to narrate calmly and continuously.
He was like an actor on a dark stage, and she was the only audience member in the audience.
Even with her eyes closed, she could imagine Lao Lin dancing with joy and in a state of great happiness.
No need for communication or praise.
She's sitting here and listening just fine.
"So, the part I have to solve now is to better reduce the workload of isomorphism judgment in finding s(n)." Lao Lin's eyes sparkled and he concluded in a confident tone.
After a while, Lin Chaoxi nodded.
On the table were Lao Lin’s drafts. Even though she couldn’t understand them, she had to figure them out and take them away.
Dusk was falling outside the window, and the grass and trees in the yard were swaying in the wind. Time was running out, so she prepared to go out to make some coffee and come back to continue.
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