After Yang Tang entered the door, he nodded to the only middle-aged man with glasses in the room, and then asked, "Dean Zhao, I, Yang Tang, I heard Director Gao say, you have something to do with me?"

Dean Zhao, who was still sitting, immediately got up, walked out of the desk, came to Yang Tang, took the initiative to reach out and shake each other, shook it a few times, and said, "Xiao Yang, you really don't show your face!"

Yang Tang raised his eyebrows, and had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't speak. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Why......? Director Xiao Gao, do you see, in this era, powerful students are introverted!"

Dean Zhao praised Yang Tang again, but he was inexplicable, so he could only laugh there: "Well, I've also heard that Yang Tang's performance in the department is good......"

Hearing Gao Poppy's words, Yang Tang himself was a little hot, not to mention anything else, just say that his class attendance rate was not even half of last semester, this Nima is not bad? But Dean Zhao, the leader, has already given it, and it is not his business, so Gao Poppy is not good at singing any countertones.

Finally, Dean Zhao began to get to the point: "Yesterday, our institute received a large envelope, which was sent by a foreign journal of "Mathematical Yearbook".

Gao Poppy hurriedly leaned over to take a look, and immediately found that the recipient on it was Tang.Yang, and the other party was afraid that the domestic side would make a mistake, so he also wrote two Chinese characters crookedly next to the English name: "Yang Tang!" As for the sender, Gao Poppy translated it vigorously in her broken English for a while, "Mathematics Yearbook?

"That's right, so a few of us old men are very curious, what is the content of this letter?" Dean Zhao said this, glanced at his watch, and it was half past ten in two minutes.

Just as he was looking at the watch, there was a knock on the door, and Dean Zhao's already kind face smiled: "Come in!"

In the next second, a tall and thin middle-aged man pushed the door in, and when he saw Dean Zhao and Gao Poppy, he couldn't help but quip: "Yo, Director Gao is also here!"

Gao Poppy didn't answer the stubble with a gloomy face, but just shouted: "Director Li..."

It is worth mentioning that in the history department, Gao Poppy is responsible for logistics, while Director Li is responsible for the subject part, and the technical content of the two is very different, but in a place like the school, it is naturally more popular for the subject director.

Dean Zhao was concerned about another question: "By the way, Lao Li, what about Qian Da (director)?"

Director Li's expression was somewhat unnatural when he heard the word "Qian Da", after all, he was the head of the department, but the treasure of the history department was Director Qian Da: "He said that he did not study mathematics, so he may not be able to understand the letter of foreigners......

As soon as these words came out, it was Dean Zhao's turn to change, fortunately, he was afraid of having Yang Tang present, and he took his face-changing stunt to the extreme, changed it suddenly, and changed back to its original color, Lang smiled: "If he can't read it, he can't understand it, but no one can deny Yang Tang, a master of mathematics in our history department, right, Yang Tang?"

"Huh......? Hmm!" Yang Tang was hesitant, at first glance it seemed that he was a little shy, but in fact, he didn't want to get involved in the of a few old guys' open and secret fights.

At this time, Dean Zhao said again: "Since the money is not coming, then we are all together, Yang Tang, this letter is for you, you are responsible for opening it, and let us have a few rising knowledge." ”

When Yang Tang heard this, he hurriedly said modestly: "Dean Zhao, Director Gao, Director Li, you are all seniors, you haven't seen any letters, besides, since the address of my letter is in the hospital, it's not too late for you to open it and inform me after reading it!"

"But after all, it's your letter, your private things, let's open them casually, this is an invasion of privacy, you should have a little more legal awareness in this regard!" Dean Zhao pretended to sigh.

"Yes, yes, the dean's lesson is..."As he spoke, Yang Tang took the paper cutter and cut off another blank envelope with the detailed address of the journal "Mathematical Yearbook" glued to the cover page. It's like some more formal couriers who can't find the right way to return for fear of the customer's return.

Seeing this, Dean Zhao said: "See, top journals are top journals, and people do a lot of details in place..."

Seeing that Yang Tang was dismantling very slowly and carefully, Director Li took the opportunity to ask: "By the way, Yang Tang, what is the general outline of the paper you sent to the "Mathematical Yearbook"?"

Yang Tang cut off the last corner and replied: "It's nothing, it's a paper on the 'Sim conjecture'......"

"Sim's conjecture!?" Gao Poppy, who had not spoken much, suddenly repeated, his pitch so high that it almost punctured the eardrums of several of the people present.

I have to say that the Sim conjecture is so famous that even if Gao Poppy is not the (deputy) director of the history department who is serious about academics, he has heard of this famous mathematical conjecture.

At the same time, the female director was irrepressibly jealous, she also has a son who is the same age as Yang Tang, who is a freshman at Shenhai University, majoring in physics, and as we all know, mathematics will be used in many places in the in-depth study of various branches of physics, for example, Einstein felt that his mathematics was dragging back in scientific research, and he was forced to retake mathematics for a year. The problem is that although Gao Poppy's son is not bad at mathematics, compared with Yang Tang's ability to enter the "Mathematical Yearbook", I am afraid that the difference is more than 108,000 miles.

Even, at the moment when Yang Tang took out the inside page of the envelope, Gao Poppy suddenly had a thought: or ...... Find a way to put this thing on the table, and let my son take this honor...... However, in the next second, the content of the reply letter read out by Director Li completely shattered Gao Poppy's illusions.

"Dear Yang, for the article "Complete Proof of Sim's Conjecture", our journal invited several authoritative mathematicians to conduct a one-week minimal argument, and preliminarily confirmed that your proof process is valid and feasible, but the second proof of conversion formula 7 and transformation formula 11 ......"

Listening to Director Li's reading here, Gao Poppy knew that unless Yang Tang agreed to let her son sign on the right of authorship, even if her son impersonated Yang Tang, it would not be possible, after all, the "Sim conjecture", a conjecture at the forefront of mathematics, even if it proves that the paper passed the "Mathematical Yearbook" The review is published, and then there will be countless mathematicians to ask and make it difficult, until it is accepted by the mathematical community on a larger scale, and the question storm will gradually subside, and in this process, as far as her son's level of mathematics is concerned, a mathematics professor at a foreign university can ask him down, so the real top students will not be blocked by the clumsy means of "impersonation".

Transferring flowers and grafting trees didn't work, and Gao Poppy began to ponder the issue of signature in his heart, but as everyone knows, Dean Zhao and Director Li are also pondering this problem. Although they are all engaged in history, some of them are friends or juniors who are specializing in mathematics, so they take this opportunity to add their names to Yang Tang's paper, once the paper is published, then these people with names are also honored, right? The most important thing is that even if the paper is questioned after publication, it is natural for Yang Tang, the signature to answer the question, and it will not hinder them from doing anything!

It's a pity that the dream of the three old things was soon shattered by a small trick before Yang Tang came to the hospital. On the way to the hospital, Yang Tang asked the red queen to check the reason for the summoning of the hospital office, and the red queen quickly gave several possibilities, one of which was the arrival of the reply letter from the "Mathematical Yearbook". As for other possibilities, even if there is a mistake, Yang Tang can solve it alone, but the various situations that may be encountered in the reply letter of the "Mathematical Yearbook" made the Red Empress analyze, and he immediately ordered the Red Queen to send an anonymous group text message to the old guys above the associate professor level of various departments of Beijing University, and the content of the text message is naturally related to the reply letter of the "Mathematical Yearbook".

Sure enough, just as Dean Zhao and Director Gao Poppy Li stared at Yang Tang with burning eyes, and was thinking about how to speak, there was a bang, and the door of the dean's office was kicked open, and then a skinny guy with chicken nest shawl hair, a full beard, and black-framed eyes rushed in, and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Who? Who proved the 'Sim conjecture'? I heard that they will be published in the next issue of the Mathematical Yearbook!"

Dean Zhao and the three of them were very annoyed by the kicking of the door, but after seeing the appearance of the person who came, they couldn't cry or laugh. Director Li said, "I said, what a madman, don't you have a class this morning?

"If you don't have any classes, I'll just grab a graduate student and help replace it......" The long-haired madman in the chicken nest spoke like thunder, "It's your history department that is awesome, and there is actually a math genius! No, it's a waste for a math genius to study history, he has to transfer to our math department!"

Dean Zhao was furious when he heard this, and refused without even thinking about it: "Impossible...... You madman don't even look at whose territory this is, digging the corner of the wall and digging here!"

"What's wrong with your history department? Can you find a person in the department who can understand the Sim conjecture proof process written by other math geniuses?" "He Madman's words are a big killer, and he put Dean Zhao and the three of them on the south wall at once, "Can't find it, right? If you can't find him, you should change departments, don't delay everyone's time, and don't delay the baby's future!"

"That's good, that's right!" At this time, another person transferred into the dean's office, "Lao Zhao, what a madman is right, since he is a mathematical genius, he should be transferred to our mathematics department, if you don't agree, then we can only go to the principal to evaluate......"

Dean Zhao was speechless for a while.

Gao Poppy and Director Li's faces are not good-looking.

Only Yang Tang was expressionless, but his heart was happy, what he wanted was this kind of scene, to make things known to everyone, and no one would dare to jump out and take advantage of him, otherwise it would be easy to be embarrassed and thrown abroad.

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