I kidnapped an alien civilization

Li Mo flipped through the "Mathematics Monthly", he found that only his paper was published in the entire magazine, and there were records of Wei Xiaonian's interviews with professors and scholars who participated in the seminar.

Reporter: What do you think of this paper?

Prof. Riske (University of Cambridge): Perfect proof logic, perfect paper, fantastic work on LIMO, the LI transformation he used in the paper will bring new inspiration to the mathematical community.

Professor Paccarotti "University of California": Since then, there has been a rising star in the field of mathematics, and I look forward to seeing LIMO appear on the podium of the Fields Medal one day in the future.

Professor Xiao Cang "Kyoto University": LIMO is a rare mathematical genius, his wisdom conquered me, he is the common pride of us Asians.

"How is it? Are you in a good mood after seeing these comments?" Xia Qing didn't leave, but observed Li Mo's expression from the side.

Li Mo gently closed the magazine, put it on the desk, and said lightly: "These are all past achievements, and I never care about what others think."

A gust of wind blew past the door, blowing up the messy manuscript paper on the desk. Seeing this, Xia Qing rolled up her sleeves and began to organize the drafts on the desk. Her ten fingertips are like bamboo shoots, and her wrists are like white lotus roots, with a faint fragrance.

Li Mo felt a little embarrassed, he was not used to others tidying up his desk, and he was still a beautiful girl. But it's hard to say anything.

"I'm going for a walk." He said hurriedly, and then slipped out of the dormitory.

The weather is fine, the weak willow branches are fluttering with the wind, and a group of birds are "chirping" on the tree. A group of young people were clapping basketballs, talking and laughing as they walked towards the basketball court.

"I don't know how Lan Xichen is doing recently?" Li Mo thought to himself.

"Beep beep beep" the phone rang.

Open it and see that it is Wei Xiaonian from "Mathematics Monthly".

"Hi, I'm Li Mo." He answered the phone.

"Master, congratulations." Wei Xiaonian's high-pitched voice came from the phone.

Since Li Mo decided to publish the paper in their magazine, his address to Li Mo has changed from "big brother" to "great god".

It sounded like Wei Xiaonian was in a good mood, Li Mo didn't speak, but listened to him.

"This issue of "Mathematics Monthly" has sold 5 million copies, setting a record in the history of the magazine, and readers continue to call and ask for reprints."

Li Mo: "No."

"The magazine has decided to give bonuses to all employees this month, which is also the first time in history."

"Well."

"That old-fashioned editor-in-chief Wang always looks pleasant when he sees me now, which makes me very uncomfortable."

"Well."

"One more thing. Several foreign magazines sent letters wanting to reprint your papers. Editor-in-Chief Wang decided to slash them. Do you have English versions of your papers, or do you need manual translation by the magazines? "

Li Mo frowned, foreign magazines wanted to reprint it? It seems that the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, but this is also a good thing, which can just expand his popularity abroad.

He replied: "When I wrote the thesis, I wrote an English version, and I will send it to you later."

"That's great, the magazine can save the cost of translation again." Wei Xiaonian said excitedly, it seems that his current level of frugality has won the true teaching of Editor-in-Chief Wang.

"Our magazine is going to hold a celebration banquet, you, the number one hero, want to attend?"

"No!"

Li Mo hung up the phone and decided to visit Lan Xichen.

Lan Xichen still lives off campus, and he needs to go out to visit him, so Li Mo picks up the phone and tells Xia Qing to go with him.

According to the three chapters of the agreement formulated by the two: "Outside of school, Xia Qing has the right to protect Li Mo personally."

He attaches great importance to keeping his promises.

Ten minutes later, Xia Qing appeared in front of him. This girl is really not simple. In just a few minutes, she changed into a suit of clothes. She wore a slim-fit gray suit jacket with a white T-shirt inside and carried a black briefcase. She looked capable and feminine. .

"How about it, doesn't it look like an assistant?" Xia Qing noticed that Li Mo was observing her clothes, and a blush appeared on her face.

Li Mo said, "You are an assistant."

This time without Da Fei's leadership, it took them a lot of effort to enter this high-end community. In the end, it was Lan Xichen's aunt who went downstairs and led them in.

"The young master is in a good mood recently. He goes to class every day. He will be happy to see you come to visit him." very heavy.

"Master, your friends are here."

Li Mo pushed open the door.

Lan Xichen was walking to the door on crutches, he was obviously fatter than before, he was wearing home clothes, and his hair was meticulously combed.

"Li Mo, Miss Xia." Lan Xichen seemed a little excited when he saw the two of them.

"Auntie, go to the supermarket downstairs and buy some lotus seeds. I want to eat the lotus seed soup you made tomorrow morning." He said to his aunt who was mopping the floor.

The 3 people watched the aunt close the door and leave.

Xia Qing took out a strange instrument from her bag, pressed the switch, and the indicator light flickered a few times before turning green.

She nodded at Li Mo.

"How?" Li Mo asked with concern.

"The J antibody you invented is very effective. My muscles did not continue to atrophy. In the examinations done a few days ago, some necrotic neurons showed signs of recovery." Lan Xichen came to the living room with a bachelor, and helped The two poured a glass of water each.

Li Mo watched his slightly difficult movements, but did not stop, because this was Lan Xichen's proof to them.

"The J antibody can only neutralize the biological toxins produced by yourself. It seems that the recovery of neurons is the body's own repair of damaged cells." He thought for a while and said.

"Have you sent the physical examination records to Brother Hai?"

Lan Xichen said: "I will record the changes in my body every day, and every time Brother Hai delivers medicine, I will send the data to him."

"I'm your patient No. 0." There was a bit of naughtiness on his childlike face.

"How is your study now? If you can't persist, you can apply to the department for a deferment of some homework." Li Mo knows that Yan University students have a heavy study task, and although Lan Xichen's illness is under control, it is impossible for him to act like a normal person after all. study life.

Lan Xichen looked out of the window with distant eyes, and said with a determined face: "I have lost too much time. If I want to make achievements academically, I must do my best."

"Of course you know that I'm not inferior to your genius, so don't worry about me."

Seeing his expression, Li Mo knew he couldn't be persuaded, so he didn't speak.

"I heard that you proved another world-class problem. Now there is a lot of hype on the Internet, calling you a young leader in Huaguo's scientific research community." Lan Xichen took out his mobile phone and said.

"It's just a chance meeting. Don't forget that mathematics is my old profession." Li Mo knew that he must be silently paying attention to himself.

Lan Xichen's eyes shone brightly: "I have followed you on Weibo and become your toner."

"Toner?" Li Mo was a little confused.

"It's your fans, your name is Li Mo, your fans are naturally toners." Lan Xichen explained.

Li Mo can't laugh or cry, young people nowadays