I kidnapped an alien civilization

JACK came to Princeton with Li Mo's thesis, which was different from asking those old-fashioned professors to review the manuscript. This time he deliberately leaked part of the relevant content of the thesis before leaving, and as a result, those old-fashioned people asked to see the thesis as soon as possible on the phone.

It feels good not to have to ask for help, JACK looked at the small town of Princeton outside the car window. The first time I discovered the scenery of this small town is still very unique, no wonder those old-fashioned people who live here are reluctant to leave.

"Didi. Didi", JACK turned on the phone: "Hello, Professor SMITH, yes, I am in a taxi and I will be at the college soon. Shall I go directly to the big conference room of the Department of Mathematics? OK. "

After hanging up the phone, JACK shook his head helplessly. These old-fashioned people are also in a hurry. Since he got off the plane, he has received 3 calls, all urging him.

Outside the big meeting room of the Department of Mathematics, JACK tidied his hair. This was the first time he faced so many old-fashioned professors alone. Thinking of his past encounters, he was full of anxiety.

Pushing open the door, he was greeted by several sharp eyes. JACK suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, walked forward and introduced: "I am JACK, the editor from the American Journal of Mathematics. I have invited you here this time to review a paper."

"Don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up and show us the paper that claims to prove the four-color conjecture." Professor Willson said impatiently, "I hope your journal's preliminary review level will improve this time, don't be like Wasted our time with an error-ridden paper like last time."

JACK nodded awkwardly. He hurriedly distributed the copied papers. Before the distribution was over, an old professor exclaimed: "It turns out that the four-color conjecture is really proved by mathematical logic."

"This method is really incredible."

"So it is"

"Genius, really a genius idea."

After distributing the papers, JACK quietly stood aside. More than half of his task has been completed, and now he can only wait for the results of the discussions of the professors. Seeing the expressions of these mathematics professors sometimes frowning and sometimes smiling, and even Professor Willson who scolded him just now is now carefully reading the paper, JACK knows that this paper is very promising.

There was silence in the conference room, and six mathematics professors from Princeton were concentrating on flipping through their papers.

One minute and two minutes. Half an hour. One hour and two hours. JACK felt that the time passed too slowly.

Finally, the last professor also put down the paper in his hand, and JACK stepped forward and said, "Professors, are there any mistakes in this paper?"

There was silence at the scene.

Prof Willson: "I don't see anything wrong."

Professor Smith: "No mistake."

Professor Willson, the leader, said solemnly: "We have now come to a very clear conclusion, that is, the four-color conjecture has been proved by this paper, and the conversion used in this paper is really ingenious."

He paused and asked again: "JACK, may I know who the author of this paper is?"

Jack said with a look of embarrassment: "Dear Professor Willson, you know the rules of our journal's paper review, that is, the author of the paper must not be disclosed, please forgive me."

Seeing Willson's angry face, he was a little afraid of this "dominant" professor, and whispered: "The author of this paper is a very young foreign college student."

It's not a foul not to mention a name, and JACK admires his wit.

"Foreign college student?" Professor Willson's eyes lit up, "I want to see a sample of the magazine as soon as possible."

Jack knew what Willson was up to, but it had nothing to do with his mission. He smiled and said, "Of course, dear Professor Willson, I will try to send you the sample as soon as possible."

In the taxi, Jack couldn't hold back his excitement, and called the editor-in-chief: "Editor-in-chief, good news, the paper has passed the review. Let me tell you, you didn't see the faces of those old-fashioned people, they actually Not a single error was found in the paper."

"Okay, okay, I'll come back as soon as possible, this is a major event for our magazine."

When a person is in a good mood, everything is pleasing to the eye. The annoying traffic jams in New York on weekdays did not disturb JACK's good mood. At this time, he saw a convertible sports car blocking the side of the road, waved his hands and shouted: "Hi, beauty, I'm JACK, can I get to know you?" The response was only a blank stare.

Pushing open the door of the magazine, the editor-in-chief greeted him and asked excitedly: "JACK, are you sure?"

JACK waved the briefcase in his hand and said, "Look, it's all here, and there are six signatures of Princeton professors."

The editor-in-chief was immediately relieved, and he said happily: "Well done, JACK, double bonus and vacation this month."

JACK nodded: "Thank you editor-in-chief."

"But there is one more thing for you to do." The editor-in-chief seemed to remember something, "Contact the author of this paper and ask for a recent photo of him."

Hearing that the editor-in-chief asked for the author's photo, JACK knew that he was going to use the paper as the cover, so he nodded and agreed.

Yenching University

Li Mo is still writing in the library. The more books Gan has, the shallower he feels his knowledge is. Humans on Earth are only a level 1 civilization, and they have such a wealth of knowledge, so is the knowledge of the Pajero people who are about to reach level 5 civilization like the sea? No wonder the big-headed people in the gray mist mentioned knowledge instillation. If there is no other way to learn such a huge amount of knowledge, it will be a terrifying and difficult process.

Lost in the books, he seemed to have forgotten the time, "buzzing." The vibration of the mobile phone rang, Li Mo picked up the mobile phone, and there was a new email in the e-mail.

Dear author, your paper is excellent and we are going to publish it in the next issue of the journal.

A recent photo of you is required, preferably against a green screen backdrop, with a magazine in your hand, of course any magazine will do. Please reply as soon as possible with the photo attached.

American magazine editorial agency, editor JACK.

Li Mo looked at the email from the American magazine and murmured in his heart: "The paper is going to be published in the next issue of the magazine. This news is great, but why do you want my photo?" He didn't take any photos recently, let alone Said it was a photo with a green screen background.

"Photo studio?" Li Mo took out the phone map to search, the nearest photo studio is more than ten miles away, it's a waste of time. Maybe it's a better idea to get someone to help.

"Wei Xiaonian?" No, Li Mo immediately shook his head, Wei Xiaonian was still at work, and he wasn't close to here.

"Squad leader." Li Mo thought of another person. Only then did he realize that although he had stayed in this university for more than two months, he had too few friends. Class monitor Ying Sasa is one of the few friends he can think of in this university.