I kidnapped an alien civilization

When he received a call from the Norwegian Academy of Sciences, Li Mo was sitting at his desk, relying on the experimental data of rocket engines in his mind, trying to discover their digital logic and construct a mathematical model that could "predict" the airflow in the combustion chamber.

"It's too difficult. The NS equation is based on the continuity assumption, and here it involves the smallest scale problem."

"No, this assumption cannot be established in the case of viscous fluids."

"Neither the existence nor the uniqueness of the solution of the N-S equation has been proved, and closure is an extremely weak condition."

Li Mo rubbed his head, it was the first time he felt this kind of powerlessness, these data seemed to have nothing to do with each other.

It seems that purely from mathematical analysis, it is difficult to draw this model, perhaps.

"Didi" 0047-xxxxx calls

0047? Very strange area code, is it from abroad?

Li Mo answered the phone.

"HELLO, are you the author of "On LIMO Transformation Theory"?" The person on the other side of the phone spoke broken English.

"I am, who are you?" Li Mo was a little surprised that the other party actually mentioned the thesis he had just written.

"I am William the editor of Advances in Mathematics"

Li Mo hung up the phone directly.

"Thinking to lie to me?" Although he was in an ivory tower, he had also heard from the media that there were many transnational phone scams. As for the foreign number shown on the caller ID, scammers can use number changing software to realize it. And he didn't leave a phone number in the submission email.

"Liars are becoming more and more professional now, and they can even speak English."

"Even poor students are cheated, and these scammers are getting more and more arrogant."

"Fortunately, I'm smart."

Li Mo was very angry at being interrupted by the "scam call".

William, who was on the other side of the phone, looked at the editor-in-chief while holding the phone that was hung up directly.

"Are you sure the number is correct?" he asked.

Arnold took out his mobile phone and looked at it carefully again, "That's right, it's the phone number of the Moxing discoverer. I got it from a professor through my relationship, and it can't be wrong."

By "decrypting the contributor" through the email, they found out that the author of the paper turned out to be the magical boy who discovered Mo Xing, and their confidence was even stronger. The editor-in-chief Arnold found his number through his relationship and tried to contact the author, but unexpectedly, the above scene appeared.

"Shall I try again?" William asked.

Arnold nodded.

"Didi" Li Mo picked up the phone, 0047-xxxxx

It's still the number just now, isn't the scammer ready to give up? Li Mo answered the phone, and he decided to teach these liars who tried to scam a poor student a lesson.

"Hey, the call has been recorded by me. Everything you said will become clues for the police to solve the case. Here I advise you to surrender to the law as soon as possible." Li Mo felt that he had been possessed by justice at this moment.

William held the phone and listened to the correct language coming from the other side of the phone, with a helpless expression on his face.

"What did he say?" Arnold asked impatiently.

"I do not understand Chinese."

Arnold:

"Dear Mr. Li Mo, can you speak English?" William tried again.

speak English? Is it really a foreign liar?

Li Mo couldn't help sighing that everything should be done professionally now!

He said righteously again: "Hello, the phone has been recorded by me. Everything you said will become a clue for the police to solve the case. Here, I advise you to surrender to the law as soon as possible."

This time William understood it, and the other side of the phone actually regarded him as an internet scammer, which made him dumbfounded.

He said in broken English: "You misunderstood, I am William, the editor of "New Advances in Mathematics", and we got your number from Professor Chris."

He was afraid that Li Mo would not believe it, and added: "Professor Chris is a professor of mathematics at Stanford University. He just had an eye surgery."

Li Mo remembered that at the seminar, there was a Stanford professor with gauze wrapped in one eye, who seemed to be called Chris, and took the number from him at the end of the seminar.

Is it really a misunderstanding?

"Ah, I'm sorry, don't general magazines contact the author before the paper is published?" He raised his own question.

William wiped the sweat from the top of his head. The author's brain circuit is too strange.

"That's a general situation. Your paper is collectively reviewed by the editors of our entire journal, so there is no such problem."

It turned out to be like this, it seems that the paper has attracted the attention of the other party.

"According to the usual practice, I will now turn on the call recording and ask you a few questions." William continued.

Li Mo replied: "Yes."

"May I ask if you completed this thesis independently?" William asked the first question.

"Yes."

"In the process of writing this thesis, you didn't refer to other people's published or unpublished articles, did you?" William asked the second question.

"Yes!" Li Mo replied without hesitation.

Hearing that his questions had been answered definitively, William breathed a sigh of relief. Academic disputes are the scene a magazine office would most like to see.

"We will be submitting your paper to dozens of anonymous mathematics professors for cross-review, and your consent is required here."

Li Mo thought for a moment and replied, "I agree."

Hearing his cooperation, William almost jumped up excitedly. He said, "Here, I would like to congratulate you in advance. If there is no problem with the cross-review, this paper will be eligible for the cover paper."

Another cover paper, it seems that the content determines the value. Li Mo said: "Thank you for your hard work!"

After hanging up the phone, he was completely relieved, and he was full of confidence in the correctness of the thesis.

LIMO theory is the first mathematical theory he proposed, just like his children, he hopes that this theory can be accepted by the mathematics community as soon as possible.

University of Cambridge

The phone in Professor Risk's office rang, but the professor was not in the office, and the assistant Miss Paco gently picked up the phone. After some conversation, she gave a satisfactory answer to the other party.

Although it was close to the off-duty time, Miss Paco decided to sort out the students' usual grades, because the stern Riske would always mark the students' normal grades very low, "Those students are still at a playful age, it is necessary to Are the requirements so strict?"

At this time, Professor Risk walked into the office wearing a windbreaker. Miss Paco put away the report card, took the cane and hat, and said softly: "The editor-in-chief of "New Advances in Mathematics" called and asked me to tell you. It contains an important academic paper that needs your review."

"Yeah, since I rejected them once last time, the magazine hasn't asked me to review the manuscript for a long time."