The Science Fiction World of Xueba

Beiwu, student dormitory, female dormitory.

Yao Bingxia just took a shower, wearing loose pajamas, while wiping her wet hair, she came out of the bathroom.

Several sisters in the same dormitory were chattering, and Yao Bingxia vaguely heard words such as Pang Shen and love.

"Sisters, what are you talking about?"

One of the round-faced girls smiled and said: "Xiao Xia, you know Pang Xuelin, the legendary student god of Jiang University, who was very popular on the Internet some time ago. Haha, today he went shopping with a girl and was searched on the Internet. Said that the girl was his girlfriend, but he refuted the rumors on Weibo, saying that the girl was just an ordinary friend. But I feel that the relationship between the two is unusual. That girl is really lucky. She and Pang Xuelin are both colleagues and neighbors. It is also very beautiful, such a high-quality stock, let her grab it."

Yao Bingxia was slightly taken aback, the name Pang Xuelin was no stranger to her.

When she was a child, she lived with her grandparents. At that time, there was a little brother in the neighbor's house, and she played crazy with him every day.

But it was all a long time ago, and she almost forgot Pang Xuelin's name and appearance.

As a result, last month, Pang Xuelin's parents came to visit at home. After seeing him, they liked him very much. They meant to match him with their son inside and outside the words.

Although Yao Bingxia was reluctant, but for the sake of her parents, she still gave her mobile phone number to Pang Xuelin's mother.

Anyway, now is not the era when the ancients paid attention to the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers. As long as they are unwilling to deal with a few words casually, they can't do anything to themselves.

Who ever thought that he was ready for an awkward chat with Pang Xuelin, but he never waited until the other party took the initiative to add him as a friend.

However, in the past month, Pang Xuelin's name has frequently appeared in the media, and titles such as child prodigy and genius have been assigned to Pang Xuelin.

Compared to before, Yao Bingxia has a deeper understanding of this childhood playmate.

However, she didn't have any thoughts about Pang Xuelin, so hearing the scandal about Pang Xuelin's relationship did not cause any waves in Yao Bingxia's heart.

Yao Bingxia glanced at her roommate's mobile phone, and had to admit that the girl who went out to eat with Pang Xuelin was indeed very beautiful, and the two appeared together in the photo, and they looked a good match.

Yao Bingxia smiled, brushed her hair and returned to her place, ready to check her phone for a while before turning off the lights.

But soon, Yao Bingxia frowned.

Because in the reminder of adding new friends in the WeChat address book, a strange account [Axidaria] appeared. The key is the account profile picture, which is Pang Xuelin's personal profile photo.

"What is he doing with himself at this time?"

Yao Bingxia hesitated for a moment, and chose to go through a friend.

But she didn't plan to talk to the other party, so she just treated it as a zombie account and just dealt with it.

At this time, a call from my best friend came in, Yao Bingxia picked up the phone and pressed the answer button: "Hello, Yanyan..."

...

Ding dong——

At the desk, Pang Xuelin was writing a paper on Ponzi geometry when his cell phone rang suddenly.

He took it over and took a look, it turned out that Yao Bingxia had approved his friend application.

Pang Xuelin heaved a sigh of relief, his friends have already been added, so it should be no problem to deal with his mother.

Pang Xuelin put the phone aside and continued his research.

In the next month, Pang Xuelin's work and life became regular again.

Get up at 5:30 every morning and go out for a run with Qi Xin.

After that, if you are not busy, you can either write a paper in the office or go home.

The teaching work of abstract algebra every Monday, Wednesday and Friday is naturally indispensable.

After the big scene at the BSD conjecture report meeting last month,

Every time a class is held, the number of students who come to take classes continues unabated, and even students from other schools come all the way here.

Jiang University had to arrange for Pang Xuelin a lecture theater that could seat nearly 500 people for teaching.

After abstract algebra was officially taught, students began to really feel the fear of being dominated by this course.

Pang Xuelin did not follow the textbooks, but directly instilled the basic knowledge of abstract algebra into students.

Instead, in each class, find out a specific example of group theory to solve related mathematical problems, and then analyze it in combination with the basic content in the textbook.

These cases are almost all related to the most cutting-edge research in mathematics in recent years, and are often combined with topology, differential geometry, functional analysis, partial differential equations, etc.

Therefore, most of the students are almost skeptical of life, and only a very small number of students can barely follow his train of thought.

Of course, it wasn't that there were no students who protested too hard, but they were easily blocked by Pang Xuelin.

In Pang Xuelin's words, students should complete the content in the textbooks by themselves before class, and those who can be admitted to Jiangnan University are regarded as academic masters, and their self-study ability is not much worse.

What he teaches in the classroom is the use of mathematical tools and specific ideas for solving mathematical problems, which are the most important for students who are interested in taking an academic path.

During this period, the Numerous Academy also organized teachers to come to listen to him in class, and Pang Xuelin was also not at all afraid.

If before entering the world of The Martian, his strength was at most superior to those of his colleagues in the Academy of Sciences, then after Martian's honing and thinking over the past few years, Pang Xuelin has truly demonstrated the strength of a quasi-Philippine award boss. .

After listening to Pang Xuelin's lectures several times, Liu Tingbo exclaimed that he had found a treasure, and told everyone that as long as Pang Xuelin was in charge of Jiangda Mathematics Institute for a day, Jiangda Mathematics Institute would be one of the highest mountains in the domestic mathematics field.

When Pang Xuelin heard about it, he just laughed it off.

What really surprised him was that among the students in this class, he really found a few potential seedlings.

One of them was the tall and thin young man named He Tao who asked him questions during a class, and the other was far beyond Pang Xuelin's expectations. Ai Ai, a mixed race.

She and He Tao were among the few students who could follow his train of thought in class.

Of course, the reason why Ai Ai was able to keep up with Pang Xuelin's train of thought was because she would ask Pang Xuelin all kinds of questions after almost every get out of class.

Pang Xuelin suspected that Ai Ai was deliberately trying to get close to him, but the other party's question was targeted, and Pang Xuelin couldn't refuse even if he wanted to.

He had no choice but to answer Ai Ai's questions patiently, until all the answers were completed, Ai Ai would let Pang Xuelin leave with a smile on his face.

This month, the relationship between Pang Xuelin and Qi Xin has not made much progress.

Qi Xin is a freshman counselor in the 19th grade of the School of Foreign Languages. She is busy with work. Apart from running and exercising together in the morning, the two don't meet each other most of the time.

Not to mention Yao Bingxia, neither she nor Pang Xuelin had any ideas. After adding friends, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they didn't even chat once.

Time passed day by day, and soon it was time for the plane task once a month.

At 24:00 on November 5, 2019, the system sound rang in Pang Xuelin's ear on time.

"The new plane is about to open this month, please prepare the host, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one..."

Pang Xuelin closed his eyes.