Chapter 389

September 6.

Today is the first day of graduate school at MIT.

This year, Tsari is a second-year graduate student, and volunteered to take on the job of welcoming freshmen in the Department of Mathematics.

Sitting under the tent to welcome the new students, Tsari's classmates lay on the table, bored and swiping their mobile phones.

The Massachusetts Institute of Technology's Faculty of Science admits a small number of graduate students each year.

The mathematics department, in particular, has admitted fewer than 30 new students this year.

Of course, this is not the reason why this profession is unpopular.

The Massachusetts Institute of Technology focuses on refinement, not quantity. These are less than 30 graduate students, but they are the top mathematical geniuses who have been screened by layers around the world.

Take out any of them, and that's enough to crush the top math majors at ordinary universities.

There were very few people who reported it, and the work of the new reporter was not very busy, and after a new student filled out the report form, the student continued to scroll his mobile phone with his head down.

Opening the math section of the ResearchGate forum, I caught a glimpse of the post at the top of the page that still reflected the post where Shinichi Ueda replied to Cheng Nuo's confusion, and there was a look of nostalgia in Tsarri's eyes.

It's been more than ten days, I don't know where the great god has gone, how are you doing?

"Classmate, I'll report!" Chari, who was falling into thought, suddenly heard a slightly familiar voice above his head.

"Oh, tell me your name...... "Tsari looked up, but his eyes widened when he saw the face that he had missed day and night.

"Great God, you, you ......"

Cheng Nuo smiled, "Classmate Chali, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

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At noon, inside a coffee shop at the school.

Tsari-san has obviously not recovered from the shock before.

He hesitated for a moment, swallowed his saliva, and said in a slur manner, "Great God, you are not a doctoral student?"

Cheng Nuo took a sip of coffee, smashed it and smashed it, a little bitter.

He laughed, "Who told you I was a PhD student?"

"But, great god, you ......" Chari didn't know what to say.

With the strength that Cheng Nuo showed before, if you look at Cheng Nuo's appearance as if he has graduated, Chali almost regards Cheng Nuo as a young mathematician who has graduated for a few years.

But today, when I found out that the doctoral student senior who I admired so much in my heart was actually his junior in the first year, Mr. Chali felt that his three views were about to collapse.

Could it be that the current freshmen are all so perverted?!

"Aren't you a little disappointed?" asked Cheng Nuo.

"No, no, no!" Zari shook his head like a rattle.

Knowing Cheng Nuo's true identity, Cheng Nuo's status in the minds of his classmates not only did not decline, but instead rose a lot.

The younger brother of the first year of research!

The great god was so powerful when he was in the first year of research, so when he graduated as a doctoral student, wouldn't it be ......

Tsari-san couldn't imagine it.

This thigh may still be very slender at present, but in the future, it may not have the potential to become a towering tree.

Silently, Tsari-chan made a decision.

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There is a big difference between the graduate and undergraduate levels of the Department of Mathematics.

The first is the reduction of courses and the increase in the amount of time spent on internships and projects. Even if you skip class, fail a course or something, as long as it's not too much, no one will care.

In the past three years, the only opportunities for a class to get together are the first year of graduate school class meeting and the graduation photo.

The graduate students of the Department of Mathematics in the class of 2022, plus Cheng Nuo, have only 28 in total.

Among them, 20 are from the United States, and the other eight are students from major universities around the world. As for the Chinese, there is only one Cheng Nuo.

The first class meeting will be held at 2 p.m., when the counsellor will be present.

There are only two things in the class meeting, one is the formal selection of the class committee, and the other is the two-way choice of graduate supervisors and students.

The Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) has a first-come, first-graduate-based tutor system.

In fact, for most students, the selection of graduate supervisors, in terms of importance, is tantamount to filling in the second college entrance examination.

Before the graduate tutor and the graduate tutor, there is also a large gap in strength, conduct and network.

If you choose a tutor who is irresponsible and goes out on business from time to time, and you don't meet two or three times a year, then your study path can be said to be half cold!

Of course, you should not focus on the quality of your supervisor without considering whether your supervisor's research direction coincides with your own planned future research direction.

This is the opinion that Tsari, as a "person who has come over", gave Cheng Nuo.

Cheng Nuo doesn't care.

After lunch, I walked around the campus, pinching the time, Cheng Nuo rushed to the classroom where the meeting was held.

Almost all the people in the classroom had already arrived, and Cheng Nuo casually found an empty seat to sit down.

I don't know anyone, and it's still a full Western face, and it's the same wherever I sit.

After glancing at it, Cheng Nuo couldn't help but almost say it again.

Twenty-eight people, all gay men, not a single mother.

Before, it was a group of wolves grabbing a piece of meat, but this time it's good, there is no one for meat, so the wolf can only eat the wolf.

Their counselor was a round, middle-aged man with a Maitreya Buddha-like smile on his face.

It's still the usual process, and after a simple self-introduction, it's time to select the class committee.

At the graduate level, the form of class committee is greater than the meaning.

After a simple vote, a native of the United States who obtained the qualification for the undergraduate stage and wore gold-framed eyes won the position of class president.

Cheng Nuo, in line with the idea of everyone's participation, continued to apply for the position of study committee, but unfortunately failed.

The selection of the class committee is just an appetizer, and the two-way choice between the graduate supervisor and the graduate student is the most important thing.

The counselor received a phone call, and he told everyone to rest for a while, and then hurried out.

In the classroom, there was an instant of discussion.

"Instructor, this is going to ask our mentor, right?"

"I should be, to be honest, I'm nervous right now!"

I heard that Professor Barney will be the graduate tutor of this year, and I wonder if I will be able to be liked by him. ”

"Professor Barney, are you talking about Professor Barney, who won the Ramanujan Prize last year for a paper on twin primes?

"yes, that's the one! I want to be his student!"

Amid the discussion, the classroom door was pushed in.

The round instructor walked in first, followed by ten professors.

These ten, without exception, are all teachers who have obtained a doctorate degree in science and the title of professor.

Each one of them is enough to be provided by those ordinary colleges and universities.

But here, it's just a group of graduate students' mentors.

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