The Science Fiction World of Xueba

"Professor Wang, you are like this... I really can't bear it. There are thousands of rural teachers like me in China. I just did what I should do."

Pang Xuelin quickly got up and stepped forward to help Wang Chongqing up.

Wang Chongqing said: "Mr. Pang, even though I said so, it is precisely because of the dedication of thousands of rural teachers like you that our country, our nation, and our next generation have a future."

"Professor Wang, don't praise me, I'm a little embarrassed. By the way, do you have any suggestions for submitting papers?"

Wang Chongqing pondered for a moment, raised his head and said, "Mr. Pang, do you trust me?"

Pang Xuelin was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

Although this Professor Wang's character looks a little old-fashioned, so far, he has left a good impression on Pang Xuelin.

Wang Chongqing said: "I will take you to meet Director Luo of our mathematics department later. We will talk about publishing the paper after we see Director Luo."

"Why?" Pang Xuelin was slightly taken aback.

"Mr. Pang, although the papers you wrote are high-level, if you just mail them out like this, I believe that after the journal editor sees your work unit and contact address, there is a high probability that your papers will be directly thrown into the trash." in the barrel."

Pang Xuelin frowned, and asked in doubt: "Professor Wang, what do you mean, they won't approve my thesis?"

Wang Chongqing said with some helplessness: "Mr. Pang, you may not know that since Academician Chen Jingrun's deeds have been widely reported by the media, over the years, all domestic well-known mathematics journals have received countless submissions from all over the country every day... most of them They were all submitted by "self-taught" people, even the journal sponsored by our Forest City University. At the beginning, the editors would look through it to see if there was a chance to screen out some valuable manuscripts. But After a long time, people basically don’t read it, and judge whether the paper is worthwhile based on the work unit and address on the manuscript. So if you just submit it directly, the possibility of being rejected is very high!”

Pang Xuelin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he immediately understood what Wang Chongqing meant.

In this era, it is the time when civilian scientists are flooded.

Academician Chen Jingrun is the spiritual leader of countless folk scientists.

They want to be like Academician Chen Jingrun,

When he was a middle school teacher, he wrote to Hua Luogeng, offering suggestions for revising some of Hua Luogeng's views, thus winning Hua Luogeng's favor, and growing into a top international mathematician step by step.

But most of these people have never received basic professional training, but they try to solve a major scientific problem in one fell swoop, or try to overthrow a famous scientific theory.

Even in later generations, there are countless civilian scientists on the Internet who want to prove that π is not an irrational number.

Therefore, one can imagine the helplessness of the editors of major academic journals when faced with these civil science submissions.

Pang Xuelin said: "Professor Wang, what should I do?"

Wang Chongqing said: "Don't worry, see Director Luo later, I will help you solve it."

Pang Xuelin nodded. Since Wang Chongqing said so, he can only choose to believe Wang Chongqing.

After eating, Wang Chongqing took Pang Xuelin directly to the teaching building of the Department of Mathematics, and came to an office on the third floor.

In the office, a man in his early forties, wearing glasses and with a square face, was using a feather duster to dust off the wall.

Seeing Wang Chongqing bring Pang Xuelin in, the man turned around and looked at Pang Xuelin behind Wang Chongqing with some scrutiny.

"Director Luo, let me introduce you, this is..."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Professor Wang, you don't need to introduce, this should be the teacher Xiao Pang who taught the students in the functional analysis class this morning!"

Wang Chongqing was a little surprised and said, "Director Luo, you know everything?"

Luo Jianzhong said with a smile: "What happened in the morning has already spread. It is said that an elementary school teacher explained the functional analysis course to undergraduates, which is better than your professor."

Old Wang Chongqing blushed, and then smiled and said: "This is also my eye for knowledge. If you just choose someone to give a lecture, you will have such a high level. Mr. Pang, let me introduce you. This is our Department of Mathematics, Lincheng University. Director Professor Luo Jianzhong."

Pang Xuelin smiled and said, "Hi, Director Luo!"

"Comrade Xiao Pang, hello!"

Luo Jianzhong nodded towards Pang Xuelin friendly.

He was a little strange, he knew Wang Chongqing's temperament, he was more proud and old-fashioned, but when facing Pang Xuelin, he showed an attitude of peers.

Is this young man really as powerful as in the legend?

Wang Chongqing seemed to see what Luo Jianzhong was thinking, and said: "Director Luo, don't underestimate Mr. Pang. Although he only teaches in a mountain village primary school, his teaching level and academic level are very high. Mr. Pang, you Take out the papers you wrote and show them to Director Luo!"

Pang Xuelin nodded, took out all the papers from his backpack, and put them on Luo Jianzhong's desk.

Luo Jianzhong took the paper and said, "Comrade Xiao Pang, you and Professor Wang sit aside and wait a moment. I'll read the paper first and then talk about it. By the way, Lao Wang, make a cup of tea for Comrade Xiao Pang yourself!"

"Okay, look at yours!"

Luo Jianzhong first read the titles of Pang Xuelin's thirteen papers one by one, and then picked out a paper at random and read it.

Time passed by every minute and every second. Before he knew it, half an hour passed, and an hour passed... Luo Jianzhong was always immersed in the thesis.

Pang Xuelin was drinking tea calmly, but Wang Chongqing was a little restless.

"Director Luo, how about Mr. Pang's papers?"

Finally, Wang Chongqing couldn't help but speak out.

Only then did Luo Jianzhong put down the thesis, raised his head and said, "Comrade Xiao Pang, did you write these thesis yourself?"

Pang Xuelin said: "Yes!"

Luo Jianzhong asked again: "Comrade Xiao Pang, how old are you this year?"

Pang Xuelin said: "After the new year, it will be twenty!"

A hint of disbelief flashed in Luo Jianzhong's eyes. These papers belong to different fields and are of extremely high standards. It can be said that if any one is published, the author can occupy a place in the mathematics world.

However, these papers were all written by the same person, and it was a young man in his twenties who had never received complete academic training.

Apart from genius, he couldn't find the right words to describe it.

Luo Jianzhong sighed: "It's really unimaginable that there are still such geniuses among the young people in our country."

Wang Chongqing said: "Director Luo, what do you think about letting Mr. Pang come to our school as a researcher at the Institute of Mathematics?"

Pang Xuelin couldn't help but raised his head in surprise, and he immediately understood what Wang Chongqing was thinking.

Contributing papers as a teacher of Lingziding Village Primary School and as a researcher at the Institute of Mathematics of Lincheng University are completely different concepts for those academic journals.

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