The dean looked at Professor Liu and nodded: "Actually, it's ok. Our school's undergraduate students' scores in mathematics are indeed not very impressive."

"It's just a domestic mathematics yearbook, not annals of atheatics. Don't promote it too much and let other schools see jokes." Another professor frowned slightly and flipped through the materials.

Professor Liu immediately retorted: "Also in the International Mathematical Yearbook, how many have we published? Lao Deng, you have never published it, don't ask undergraduates like this. I think Gaoyuan's achievements are very good in the whole undergraduate course. Cheng Mingze shines in school, our mathematics department is no worse than them!"

"Don't compare yourself in our school. Our mathematics itself is not so good. You compare with the Chinese Academy of Sciences of Peking University? Look at the number of publications, and then look at us?" The dean frowned.

Professor Ke nodded: "I agree that the achievements of the Department of Mathematics of Peking University set a new record again last year. Yang Zhan of the University of Chinese Academy of Sciences published four papers by himself, with novel themes and clear angles. It is said that he joined Peking University to win the award last year. Two mathematics students, Fudan students, and a few classmates from this school, they want to study something, and it is still in the confidential stage!"

His voice was serious, his expression serious, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

Professor Liu was in a hurry: "Why don't you find students from our school?"

"Who to look for? What Yang Zhan is looking for in other schools is related to mathematics. We don't have talents he can look up to in our school." Professor Ke was also quite unhappy.

But there is no way, not as good as others.

The dean remained silent for a while, and suddenly said, "For undergraduates... I remember that Mr. Tan accepted a man named Zheng Jiakun before, how was it? Are there any results?"

Professor Tan took a sip of water and said calmly: "Zheng Jiakun is not willing to publish papers yet, he needs to get in touch with more projects."

Professor Liu disliked Professor Tan the most, so he choked: "Mr. Tan, don't hold people down, there are no shortage of people for projects, give people more time to write their own papers. Look at Gao Yuan, who just came in. At that time, Zheng Jiakun was not as active as the year before, and now the results are quite impressive!"

Professor Tan is very calm: "what's the hurry?"

Professor Liu didn't like his unhurried attitude, and continued to choke: "I'm not in a hurry, our school is in a hurry, look at what other schools think of our mathematics department, especially those old guys from Peking University, go to school. At the next meeting..."

As if thinking of something, he sighed, his beard quivering.

Professor Ke's eyes also dimmed a little. Although the number of students in the school has increased over the years, it is still far inferior to that of Peking University...

Professor Tan put down the cup and said calmly and proudly: "The newcomers who are good at mathematics in our school are not only Zheng Jiakun and Gao Yuan!"

Chapter 91 The Great God

The proud and unspeakable expression on Professor Tan's face was really irritating, at least Professor Liu retorted subconsciously, "Then tell me who else is there?"

Professor Liu's voice was filled with unpleasant anger. Obviously, he felt that Professor Tan was just standing and talking without back pain.

Professor Tan showed a smile that was not a smile, with a deep face, but he didn't say anything.

The head of the department suddenly had an idea and thought of a person "Gu Xuejiao"

This person was the person that the school paid special attention to when the school started, and he was also the representative of this class of freshmen.

But then she was too low-key, and everyone ignored her.

There are even rumors from students that this person has disappeared from the crowd.

Professor Liu almost slapped the table, "Tan Zhongying, you are so embarrassed to say that Gu Xuejiao was able to win the first prize in mathematics at the beginning. He was quite talented. Look at Mr. Tan, who skipped class now. How on earth did you teach the students?"

"Skip" Professor Tan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, Professor Ke and the dean also looked over.

Professor Liu was still angry, "No, at the end of last semester, I escaped two sessions of Sixiu, but luckily I got full marks, otherwise"

In fact, he is just a big-tempered man. He is very kind to the students and pays great attention to the good seedlings. This Gu Xuejiao skipping class was said by another teacher while chatting, which made him very angry.

Professor Tan's expression suddenly relaxed, "Isn't this a full score, maybe it's a big deal to miss two classes."

No one else knows, but he knows

That period is probably the last critical period for Xuejiao verification.

Two Thinking Lessons

Can it be compared to Fermat's last theorem?

"You you you you" Professor Liu stared at Professor Tan angrily.

The dean smiled and looked at Professor Tan, "Mr. Tan, what do you mean by what you just said, what achievements has Gu Xuejiao made?"

Professor Tan continued to show his inscrutable smile, "You'll know when the time comes."

Dean ""

Professor Liu ""

The paper was published more than a month after the school started, and Xuejiao was studying hard during this period.

Yes, study well for professional courses.

Although her grades were good last semester and her major was third, it was still a lot worse than what she wanted.

The fact that she was absent from class alone made her lose a lot of credits from others.

There are too many excellent people in this school, and there are even more people who can take exams. Xuejiao never wants to take exams like this this semester.

When she found out that the paper was published, Xue Jiao's first reaction was dumbfounded.

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