Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

It’s not just Zhang’s guide and the group’s people.

Sitting in the hotel, Wu Yan, who had just brushed his collar, was also pale in his face, and he was calm and calm when he was not standing on the stage.

The name of the University of Auckland sounds like a bad thing, after all, it is named after the capital of a country. But in fact, in New Zealand, a large rural area on the edge of the world, the university’s world rankings are not particularly outstanding. It’s only at the bottom of the top 100, not as big as Shuimuyan, at most, and at the top, In a line.

Although the strength of this university is still very strong compared to the general size, if you can't stay in the local area after graduation, you will be passive after returning home.

And just in time, Wu Yan is in the Austrian University, it is the kind that "I want to stay very reluctantly, and I have not gone after returning to China." What's more, his major is mathematics. The status of this subject in the University of Austria is very subtle.

As for the fans' kind words to him, just like his real age, everything can be packaged. Regardless of whether graduation is nowhere in the future, the doctor who is studying, can barely be a doctor.

Even this degree is futuristic.

At that time, he was watching the video in foreign countries. He just thought it was very interesting. He thought that there should not be many people in the country. The reporter did not add the manuscript to the academic conference. The papers that were posted there were proofs of Zhou’s conjecture. There is greed in my heart.

I thought that it was not published in the journal anyway. In any case, there was no intersection between the entertainment industry and the academic circles. He moved the proof process over. Maybe, he didn’t think about the fake drama at the time, so he Into the play.

However, the final result was beyond his expectations.

It was not a week before he was smashed.

Someone sent the minutes of the conference to the Internet, with the signature of Mr. Francis, the president of the Federal Mathematical Society. It was a blue sky for him.

Even if the program group is helping him to delete the heat, even if his fanatic fans continue to help him wash the ground, he is still flustered at this moment.

Unfortunately, at this time, a phone call hit his mobile phone.

The caller is not someone else, it is his professor at the University of Auckland, Professor Harris.

An opening is the tone of questioning.

"What paper did you vote for recently? Didn't write my name?"

Wu Yan slammed and replied: "I didn't submit a paper."

The disputes caused by copyright are not uncommon in the academic circle, but this does not mean that the academic circle can tolerate it. On the contrary, the most intolerable of plagiarism is the academic circle.

It may be that he heard that his name was not in the second position. Professor Harris's tone was slightly relieved, but he still did not change the seriousness.

There are no allegations for no reason.

In particular, this allegation comes from the Federal Mathematical Society.

Professor Harris is serious: "Someone accused you of plagiarism, and this allegation comes from the Federal Mathematical Society. I hope that you can take this matter seriously."

"I didn't plagiarize," Wu Yan's face turned red. "I just, I participated in a TV show in our country, and I might quote some of it..."

At the end of the day, even if his face is thick enough, he can't say it anymore.

Professor Harris frowned and asked: "What part?"

"Some of the proofs of the twin prime guesses presented at the Princeton Academic Conference..."

The phone was silent for a while.

Then, the voice was a bit ironic.

"Then you checked the conference submission and found it was the impromptu of the reporter. Then you searched the arxiv search and found that the document was not pre-recorded. So you used it happily? You know that there is a meeting record in addition to the conference submission. ?"

Wu Yan's face turned red.

He did not go to the stage to make a report. Where did he know these things? Even the proof process was a "gun version" that was discussed by several great gods on the Princeton Academic Exchange website. He at most digested it.

Knowing that concealment has no meaning, Wu Yan tried to argue with the tutor: "I have not published a paper in the journal or arxiv, at most, I just came to inspiration..."

"You are glad that you have not submitted a manuscript on arxiv, so you feel that there is room for manoeuvre? Even if you don't have to apologize, you can get away with it. Anyway, I suggest you take the time to go back to Auckland and deal with your school status."

Wu Yan lived, just wanted to ask what the meaning of this sentence, the phone then sounded a busy tone.

Dudu...

His face was blue and white, and the cold sweat crawled down the back.

The phone fell on the bed, and his mood at the moment was only desperate.

Professor Harris asked him to go back and solve the problem of student status.

What does it mean?

This is... is it fired?

The door was pushed open and the agent came in.

Yang Feng entered the door and saw Wu Yan’s face. He squatted and immediately asked: “...What happened to you?”

"My mentor," Wu Yan said, bitter, "...I may be fired."

Yang Feng squatted, and then hated the iron and did not become a steel spurt: "You still control the fart mentors, are you really ready to roll back to New Zealand to engage in your mathematics? You have a lifetime of mathematics, do you endorse an advertisement to earn more? If you have money, are you afraid of not having a degree?"

Wu Yan thought about it and thought that the agent said it also makes sense.

Is it not this routine that many rich second generations go abroad for gold plating? Although foreign universities pursue lenient and strict, this does not mean that there is no chance. It’s really bad. Find an Oakland Community College. It’s not a good idea to spend money on packaging...

Taking a deep breath, he barely calmed down and asked, "What do we do now."

An apology is impossible.

He has no retreat.

A taciturn schoolmaster is his person. Once his people are set to collapse, it will be a devastating blow to his cause.

On the contrary, what if his academic career is over? His acting career has just begun! What's more, his level is just like that. Even if he is not blacklisted by mainstream journals, he probably doesn't have the ability to post on it.

"The show has been rectified, and now there is only one way to save you." Li Dong flashed a stern look in his eyes. "You sort out the paper as soon as possible, and then find a general publication in the country in advance, we play a time difference, as long as you The paper is more than his first publication, then the result is still yours... Also, remember to distinguish him from the steps, such as changing his steps. You are the strongest student in the semi-final mvp, why Only let him think of it, don't you think about it?"

Wu Yan was shocked by this idea, and he did not expect his agent to be more crazy than him.

“How does this change? The biggest highlight of the whole paper is that he has redefined the sieve theory using the principle of the topology. This place cannot be avoided...”

Yang Feng hates iron and does not become a steel road: "Are you a pig? You told me a fart math, I don't understand the stuff! I let you change the steps, you can follow his ideas, but no need Copying, such as changing a few letters or something. It is a coincidence that we bite it at the same time. At the same time, it proves that what do you do in the academic circle! Your position is the network, the entertainment circle, is it important?"

Wu Yan suddenly wants to say that you are a pig. Are you a mathematics thesis is a college entrance essay? This kind of reform is a matter of checking and checking.

However, if he wants him to think of a better way, he can't think of it.

In fact, in his own heart, there is no luck, just like his original luck.

He also read the paper published by Professor Zelberg in 1995. If you find a non-fictional magazine to land on the beach, then you will insist on it yourself. Who can make it clear?

Just two "geniuses", just thinking of a piece to go...

Regardless of whether the academic community is convinced of this explanation, at least he can give his fans a reasonable explanation. The fans are his roots. Even if the show is stopped and rectified, as long as his fans are still there, it will not be possible to make a comeback.

However, the development of things is not always as he wishes.

Or, he didn't realize that he had more than one horse cell.

Just as Wu Yan and the broker discussed the specific implementation plan, a phone call suddenly came over.

Taking out the mobile phone and looking at the caller, Yang Feng stood up and threw the next sentence "I am going to pick up a call" and went to the entrance.

"Hey, Zhang Dao. Hello, how is the program group and Taili negotiated? What does the leader in Taiwan mean? It is impossible to stop and stop such a big investment..."

"Look at the news yourself."

The voice on the other end of the phone was so old that Yang Feng almost didn't hear who it was.

Just when he wanted to ask what news, the busy tone of the phone hangs up in the receiver.