Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Galton put down a document in his hand, picked up the document next to it, and tilted his head slightly: "Where did this argument come from?"

The assistant who was packing up other documents in the office heard this and leaned over to take a look.

There are many new papers collected by the Federation every year, and there are many new arguments. The University of Continental has gathered almost the world's top talents, and high-quality papers are abundant here.

Therefore, the quality of papers brought from major mathematics unions and universities from the outside world is mostly not as good as that of Zhouda.

This document is very thin, just an elliptic infinite solution to the L equation. The following is the demonstration process. It is a little weird to be alone in this pile of new papers.

"It's from the Beijing University Engineering Institute." The assistant knew where it was when he looked at the icon below. He looked back at the signature of the paper and squinted slightly, "I haven't heard of this person's name before. Check it out."

"Engineering Academy..." Galton narrowed his eyes slightly.

The assistant went to check the signature of the paper, and Galton read the paper. As he guessed, it was indeed an infinite solution, and the process was quite detailed.

It just looks weird overall.

Some formulas are concise, some places are overly descriptive, some places are very vague...

Except for the final demonstration results, others are not rigorous, and some are not perfect. Probably because of these reasons, the impact factor of this paper is not particularly high.

Galton stared at the concise formulas with several headlines and fell into deep thought.

"Doctor, I found it," the assistant quickly searched for Pei Xi's information, "Graduated from M University, returned to China two years ago, her thesis was submitted by the base in Beijing, and she applied for a patent in November last year."

Galton glanced at the documents, thought for a while, put down the paper again, and called Meng Fu.

"Teacher?" On the other end of the phone, the butler told Meng Fu to go to eat. Meng Fu had already stood up and was about to leave the conservatory.

Galton put down the paper in his hand, "Remember the problem set argument you wrote last year?"

Meng Fu opened the door, walked out, and said cautiously: "I have a fever recently."

Galton: "..."

"Hey, hey, the signal is not very good, teacher, I'll hang up first..."

"I didn't ask you to write the second one." He rubbed his forehead, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm asking if you have the manuscript?"

"Oh," Meng Fu closed the door and regained his composure, "President Li is there."

"Do you know Miss-pei?" Galton continued to ask.

Meng Fu walked into the house, and said slowly: "I don't know."

I didn't know him, and Galton expected it. It should be a coincidence that Meng Fu didn't associate with people in this circle, but this coincidence made Galton feel weird.

Meng Fu's argument began at the end of September and the beginning of October, and Galton has the materials.

At that time, Galton checked the database, and no one could prove the L equation. The one in his hand came out in November.

Meng Fu wrote it before the other party.

Galton took this matter to heart, not because he was suspicious, but because Miss-pei was not written perfectly. In the overall electronic manuscript that Meng Fu submitted to him later, the proof of the L equation was very perfect.

Galton originally wanted to take her out alone, but now there is Miss-pei. Although this Miss-pei is not as perfect as Meng Fu's, she applied in advance. Meng Fu's can be sent to SCI, but the application No patents.

But Galton didn't plan to tell Meng Fu, he was afraid that Meng Fu might be happier if he told him.

**

Here, Meng Fu was already at the dinner table, eating with the Yang family.

"Uncle, how is your leg recently?" Meng Fu picked up a chopstick and looked at Yang Lai.

The Yang family used to follow the old lady Duan's style when they ate, eating and sleeping without talking, but now they eat happily and chat casually.

Meng Fu raised his leg, and Madam Yang showed some joy, "Doctor Qin invited that Miss Qiao, the one who took pictures with you in the emergency room. Your uncle's legs have been getting sick for less and less time recently. Although Miracle Doctor Qiao is young, he is really good at using silver needles, and Grandma also has some problems with her body, so let Miracle Doctor Qiao take a look at it when the time comes."

That is, it doesn't hurt anymore.

Meng Fu nodded, thoughtful, but she didn't listen later, it seems that these are really effective for Yang Lai's legs.

Qiao Le learned the essence.

"I asked someone to buy a movie ticket, and I'm waiting for you to watch it," Mrs. Yang finished talking about Yang Lai, then looked at Yang Hua and the others, "As for Ah Fu's "Variation 3", I didn't watch the online spoilers. Today, the box office has already reached 800 million, and I heard that every movie theater is full."

The main reason is that there are too many movies for the Spring Festival, and Meng Fu's film scheduling rate is as high as 50%, but the supply is still in short supply.

Several people chatted about the movie.

Meng Fu put down his chopsticks, thought for a while, "I have to go back to school this afternoon, I have other things to do."

"Are you in such a hurry?" Mrs. Yang regretted, "That's fine, I'll ask the driver to pick you up when I finish my work."

After dinner, Meng Fu went directly to Beijing University.

Mrs. Yang took Jiang Xinchen to see the room upstairs. He was only in high school. Mrs. Yang was worried that he would live outside. Yang Lai still wanted to train him. It would be more convenient to live in Yang's house.

After a few people went upstairs, Yang Lai looked at the housekeeper, "Have you found Xinchen's teacher yet?"

"The head teacher who taught Ms. Liufang before happened to be taking in new students. Has Mr. Jiang's student status been transferred?" Yang Butler replied.

Yang Lai nodded, "I'll ask Baozhu to send his file. They're going to watch a movie later, and I'll take him to see the principal of No. 1 Middle School tomorrow."

**

Peking University.

The fragrance department has a seven-day holiday for Chinese New Year, mainly because the fragrance department is from a big family.

There are many things to do during the Chinese New Year, such as sacrifices and family exchange meetings, especially sealing them.

Meng Fu came to Beijing University to look for Dean Li.

The Yang family's car took her to several bases separated by Beijing University.

"Thank you." Meng Fu thanked the driver politely, then carried his backpack, pulled up his mask, and walked directly towards the engineering institute.

The driver of the Yang family glanced at the road sign next to the road——

【—\u003e Front Engineering Institute】

【\u003c—Front Physics Laboratory, Building C1】

He couldn't help but take another look at Meng Fu. He worked in the Yang family, so he naturally knew that Meng Fu seemed to be a perfumer.

At this time, there are no classes in Building C. What is Ms. Meng doing here?

The driver of Yang's family glanced, there was a car honking behind him, he looked in the rearview mirror, it was also a local black car, he quickly turned a corner, gave way to that black car, and drove back to Yang's house.

Most of the engineering institutes are also on vacation, and there are not many people at this time.

Meng Fu checked WeChat with his mobile phone. On WeChat, Duan Yan and Liang Si were both asking her if she had returned to the capital.

Duan Yan: [Has Junior Sister come back? 】

Liang Si: [little junior sister, why didn't you make a sound when you received the red envelope? 】

Meng Fu didn't change his face: 【Filming in retreat. 】

As soon as she finished her return, Dean Li's car was parked in his parking space, and the two math geniuses liked to miss the time, "It's just right, follow me to the office first."

Dean Li took Meng Fu into the office with a bunch of documents.

The engineering institute is very large, covering an area of ​​nearly 2,000 square meters. There is a 30-story experimental building in the middle, with dark glass reflecting cold light.

In the elevator, several people who watched Dean Li get off the elevator couldn't help discussing together.

"President Li is here today?"

"Who's that guy next to him?"

"So young, is it the newly promoted honorary professor?"

"Looking at the back looks a little different."

There are not many female researchers and professors in the laboratory, there are only a few on the first floor, and most of them are middle-aged professors. The younger ones are the ones everyone is most familiar with.

"Look at this." In the office, Dean Li's assistant and associate professor were not there, and Dean Li handed the sealed document to Meng Fu.

And took two teacups and went outside to make tea.

The file is somewhat thick.

When he came in, Meng Fu had already turned halfway through the pages, and was still turning the pages with a "crash".

Dean Li's eyebrows couldn't help but jump.

"Screw propeller model," Dean Li put the cup in front of her, without looking at her, and told her the main content, "the two major support points in China this year, one is nuclear submarines, you know we don't like to fight I didn’t agree with their person in charge. The other is the space thruster, which is responsible for the project of the space thruster. It’s in the middle of the progress, and I want to add a special team.”

Aerospace models are all large mathematical formulas and complicated drawings, which require a special calculation model to calculate the error. This kind of calculation requires a formula and a special calculation model.

Dean Li has seen Meng Fu's analysis of difficult problems, and knows that the knowledge in her mind has completely surpassed what a doctor can grasp.

This is true, Dean Li has no temper.

It's fine that he hasn't read Meng Fu's thesis, since he has read it, he will definitely want Meng Fu to participate.

Meng Fu turned to the end, looked at Dean Li, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Dean Li, "You can form a team by yourself, the rocket is scheduled to launch on October 15th, you should know that participating in such a super large project How important it is to a student's resume."

Dean Li finally gave Meng Fu a reason he couldn't refuse: "This team includes not only freshman year."

Indeed, as Dean Li said, this resume is too rare for a student.

Even the senior researchers of the Academy of Engineering are all over their heads wanting to join Dean Li's research team.

If Meng Xun wants to reach this point, he will have to work hard for at least ten years.

This is the difference between the first place in the self-enrollment examination of Continental University and ordinary people.

Meng Fu tapped his fingers on the table, lost in thought.

After a long while, Meng Fu raised his head, "Including but not limited to, can you be a senior in high school?"

"Ahem," Dean Li, who was drinking tea, almost choked to death, raised his head, "Say it again?"

Dean Li felt that it was outrageous to add a freshman, and still need a third year of high school?

"No way," Meng Fu expressed regret, "That's fine, if you give me the algorithm, our team will be three..."

Speaking of this, Meng Fu thought of Yang Zhaolin, she paused, "I'll think about the staff, maybe I need to add someone, not a senior, but a doctorate in mathematics."

As long as Meng Fu is willing, not to mention one more doctorate, two more Dean Li will not mind.

What's more, the doctors who are familiar with Meng Fu will not have low achievements in the future.

In this way, Dean Li still made money.

Meng Fu's starting point was too high. The students of Galton, the General Laboratory of Zhou University, were able to come to Peking University. Back then, the principal of Peking University felt that he was hit by a pie.

"Okay." Dean Li made a final decision.

Meng Fu sent a message to tell Galton about this, then looked up at Dean Li, "I want to borrow the mechanical room."

Dean Li personally brought Meng Fu into the mechanical room.

After Meng Fu went in, he directly borrowed the test bench, took out the finished model in the bag, borrowed a few solder joints to connect several parts, found a chip, and turned on the computer in the laboratory.

Dean Li was chatting with the person in charge of the mechanical room, and while chatting, he found that the person in charge stopped.

Dean Li paused, and when she turned her head, she saw Meng Fu sitting in front of the computer. On her computer, lines of code were beating, inputting instructions into the chip in the card slot.

Dean Li was forced to explain to the person in charge: "Well, I'm in the computer department..."

Fuck, I can't make it up!

**

At night, Meng Fu didn't intend to go back to Yang's house, but because she was thinking about Yang Zhaolin, she went back.

When she arrived at Yang's house, Mrs. Yang hadn't come back from going to the movies.

Yang Lai and Yang Zhaolin packed up and prepared to go out.

"Uncle, where are you going?" Meng Fu got out of the car.

"I'm going to his grandma's house with Zhao Lin," Yang Lai explained to Meng Fu, looking very hurried, "Your aunt will be back soon, you wait for five minutes, they are already on their way."

Meng Fu originally wanted to ask about Yang Zhaolin, but seeing that they were in a hurry, he didn't bother them, and didn't ask them why they went to Old Madam Duan's house.

The old lady Duan seems to be a very powerful person. Even if Yang Lai is the richest man, he is still afraid to meet the old lady Duan.

As for Mrs. Duan, it seemed difficult to see her.

The Yang family also had more opportunities for Yang Lai and Yang Zhaolin to see her.

Yang Hua met old lady Duan only once, and old lady Duan never said a word to Yang Hua.

Meng Fu waited for Yang Zhaolin to come back and tell him, so she took the kettle to the greenhouse to water the flowers.

Yang family.

When Yang Lai arrived, Mrs. Duan was sitting in the quaint hall.

The Duan family has a long history.

When Yang Lai went in, he saw two people in the hall, old lady Duan and Yang Baoyi. Old lady Duan was holding Yang Baoyi's hand very affectionately.

Yang Lai's eyebrows twitched, and he said respectfully: "Mom."

Yang Zhaolin also bent down, "Grandma."

"Well," the old lady Duan with gray hair raised her head and waved to Yang Zhaolin, and Yan Jin rarely showed a smile on her face, "I asked you to come today, mainly because Xixi's boyfriend is coming over for dinner tonight."

"Xixi's boyfriend?" Yang Lai was taken aback.

It is definitely not easy for this boyfriend to make the old lady attach so much importance.

"It's Shen Min." The old lady Duan smiled, and wrinkles could be seen on her face.

Yang Lai felt that this name was somewhat familiar.

"Duan Shenmin," Yang Baoyi also covered her lips and smiled, her face glowing, "I just found out that she met Shen Min in the Engineering Academy two months ago."

"Shen Min's family can talk to Patriarch Ren. He is now in charge of nuclear submarines, and Xixi is also helping him. Don't bother Xixi with your company's affairs recently." The old lady Duan coughed, Slowly said.

"I see." Yang Lai was stunned by the huge pie, he didn't expect Pei Xi to have something to do with Duan Shenmin.

Duan Shenmin is already very good at being able to join the research team.

However, there is an even more powerful character in their family, Duan Shenmin's extremely talented younger brother, who is currently the number one celebrity in front of the head of the Ren family.

No wonder his mother suddenly became so affectionate to Yang Baoyi.

**

When Yang Lai came back.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and Madam Yang sat on the sofa chatting about Meng Fu's movies after eating with Meng Fu and the others.

Jiang Xinchen went upstairs to study.

"Ah Fu, are you okay?" Mrs. Yang couldn't help asking, seeing how long Meng Fu had been checking the time on his phone.

Meng Fu raised his head and said casually: "Wait a little longer, I'll leave if uncle doesn't come back, I have something to do."

Yang Hua glanced at Meng Fu, her eyebrows twitched.

Today is the third day...

Yang Hua was silent.

"Ah Fu's car almost scared me to death..."

Mrs. Yang was talking to Butler Yang excitedly.

Outside the door, Yang Lai and Yang Baoyi came back, it was rare for Yang Baoyi to come back with Yang Lai, her face was radiant.

Yang Lai also rarely asked with a smile, "What are you talking about?"

"Ah Fu's movie," Mrs. Yang pursed her lips and smiled, "That car crossed the bridge with one wheel, I was so scared."

"It's just a special effect." Steward Yang served Yang Lai, Yang Baoyi, and Yang Zhaolin health tea, and laughed, "Don't worry so much."

Meng Fu silently held the phone without making a sound.

Yang Baoyi glanced at Mrs. Yang and the others, and when they heard them talking about movies, she looked away.

Yang turned to Yang Baoyi, "Baoyi, I would like to trouble you to mention the Zhaolin Jin research team to Xixi."

Yang Baoyi said "Yes", "Of course, Xixi has already gone to talk about it."

research team?

Meng Fu put down his phone, took his teacup casually, and looked at Yang Zhaolin, surprised.

Mrs. Yang was really surprised, she asked directly, "What research team?"

"Xixi's boyfriend, Duan Shenmin, is a member of the nuclear... big research team," Yang Lai blurted out that these were somewhat confidential, "Xixi is also helping, and my mother told Zhaolin to join in."

"It's too difficult to apply," Yang Baoyi sat down, and said in a timely manner, "Shen Min is not sure, so I can only say to give it a try."

At this time, Mrs. Yang finally remembered Duan Shenmin.

She took a deep breath and looked at Yang Baoyi in horror, "This Duan Shenmin, is his younger brother that..."

Yang Lai nodded, "That's right, it's Duan Yan."

"Ahem——"

**

Does anyone still remember the third grade of junior high school! !

There will be two more chapters~