A paper published in the Annals of Mathematics by Han Sen is fermenting all over the world, but Han Sen, as the person concerned, is buried in front of the desk in the office.

Writing quietly. At first, he wanted to write a thesis, but when he had read all the "Modern Cryptography" textbooks and Han Sen planned to write a book of his own, he himself was shocked by his own ideas, but he was still writing.

In the quiet office, Han Sen was buried in his desk, his only student Zhang Bin was also buried in the stacks of books, the air conditioner was humming and blowing a cool breeze, and the slogans of "one, two, three, four" for military training freshmen came from time to time outside the window to prove that time was passing.

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"I'm so tired!"

"Your instructor is so handsome!"

"That's right, our instructor is a Navy pilot!"

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The military training freshmen were talking in twos and threes, which also showed that the time of the day had passed.

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"Professor Han, this is my paper."

In the evening, Zhang Bin stood in front of Han Sen with a thick paper, knowing that Professor Han did not like to read the electronic version of the paper, Zhang Bin specially printed it out.

Han Sen threw down the pen in his hand, twisted his hands, and took the paper, the thick paper, it was obvious that it could not be completed in a day.

Unlike others who have to wait for the publication of the "Annals of Mathematics" to read Han Sen's papers, as a student of Han Sen, Zhang Bin was the first person to come into contact with Han Sen's papers, and the printed "Analysis of Fermat's Great Theorem - Large Integer Prime Factor Encryption" has already been turned over by Zhang Bin, and even Han Sen's messy manuscript has been carefully collected by Zhang Bin.

When Han Sen ran back to Qilu for vacation, Zhang Bin was preparing this paper, and he also clearly saw that Professor Han's paper on the analysis of Fermat's theorem had an important impact on programming, and the scientific research of economics needed programming, so as a doctor from Tsinghua University Wudaokou, Zhang Bin still has a good computer foundation.

With brains and consciousness, Han Sen is still very satisfied with Zhang Bin.

"Well, be careful, remember, academics have no boundaries, don't limit yourself to the field of a social science scholar."

Han Sen didn't like to point fingers at others, so he only marked a few simple annotations in Zhang Bin's paper, and corrected the obviously wrong grammar.

It is difficult to send a top-level SCI to this paper, but it is still no problem to send an ordinary SCI.

At first glance, this kid actually put the name of "Sen Han" first, and his own name is the second author, which is obviously flattery.

Although this is not a top-level SCI, it is not a parallel import, and the quality of the paper is still there.

Some supervisors will take the students' achievements as their own, and some supervisors will plagiarize the students' papers, no way, doctoral students are very humble in front of the supervisor.

Han Sen doesn't need to go to academic fraud, of course, it feels very cool to be flattered, and he can be a man, this time, Han Sen's impression of Zhang Bin is much better.

Han Sen changed his name to the second author, academic, the most unfake, this most basic respect.

This "second author" is not Han Sen's light with Zhang Bin, but this paper has the name "Sen Han", which will be much brighter.

Anyway, this is a very good student, Han Sen is still quite satisfied, and Han Sen is also cultivating him with his heart.

Of course, this is not only Zhang Bin's flattery to Han Sen, but also a temptation by Zhang Bin to his mentor Han Sen.

After Han Sen handed Zhang Bin's paper to him, he found another paper and handed it to Zhang Bin, and said: "This is one of my papers, the invited manuscript of "IEEE Communication Survey and Tutorial", you can sort it out tomorrow, write your own name on the second author, and send it out!" Then, I would like you to compare my paper with yours, and since you are my student, I want you to learn my methods and ideas! ”

"Okay professor."

It's amazing, while other scholars are still trying their best to submit papers, top journals have already sent invitations to Han Sen.

Picking up the Mercedes-Benz car key on the desk, Han Sen smiled and said to Zhang Bin: "Let's go, I'll invite you to dinner tonight." ”

Xiao Qin Jing followed his tutor to the United States for academic exchanges, but the house was empty, and Han Sen couldn't cook, so he simply ate outside.

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The tough Mercedes-Benz G63, the whole Tsinghua University knows that this is the car of a professor at the PBC School of Finance, even if Tsinghua University, which is full of geniuses, there are all kinds of gossip and gossip: Professor Han "has a bad stomach, you can eat soft rice", and was raised by a rich woman, and this Mercedes-Benz car worth more than 3 million yuan was given by a rich woman, and she still lives in the rich woman's house!

As for these gossips, Han Sen felt that they were so powerful, how could they know so clearly! Where is this gossip, it's clearly the truth!

At the same time as the expensive Mercedes-Benz drove out of the campus, an Audi car drove into the campus, and in the Audi car, Academician Sun Chun glanced at the big Mercedes-Benz that was driving in the opposite direction outside the car window, and it was exaggerated.

The Audi car stopped in front of the small red building of Tsinghua University's Wudaokou Finance School, Sun Chun hurriedly entered the building and found Han Sen's office, but after knocking on the door for a while, there was no response!

At this time, the security guard in the building came, and Sun Chun immediately asked, "What about you Professor Han?" ”

Seeing that this old man was extraordinary, the security guard immediately said respectfully: "Eh, just went out." ”

"Do you have his phone?"

The security guard pointed to the public contact information at the door of Han Sen's office: "There is one at the door, but that is his work number, you shouldn't be able to get through now." ”

Sun Chun still dialed the number, and a sweet female voice came from the phone: "Sorry, the call you made is temporarily unanswered." ”

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Han Sen didn't know that someone was looking for him, work is work, life is life, and when he gets off work, he gets off work.

The Mercedes-Benz car was parked in front of a storefront house not far from the school, Han Sen rarely came out to eat, here is recommended by Zhang Bin, Zhang Bin often comes here to eat with his girlfriend.

A simple serving of yellow stewed chicken, Han Sen often ate it when he was in high school.

"It's delicious!" Han Sen opened his mouth to praise.

Zhang Bin smiled and said: "My girlfriend likes to eat!" ”

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Well, she's already engaged, she's a college lawyer!"

"Not bad."

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Han Sen and Zhang Bin were talking, although it was a teacher-student relationship, Zhang Bin was only two years older than Han Sen, he was considered a peer, and there was no shortage of topics.

When Han Sen's meal was almost finished, more than a dozen firefighters covered in sweat walked in, their firefighting uniforms were stained with pieces of black ash in some places, and water droplets in some places, it was obvious that they had returned from hard work.

After a hard day, each of them was hungry, and they were originally looking for a place to eat a bowl of noodles casually, but today there are team members celebrating their birthdays, and everyone is a little more extravagant and eats yellow stewed chicken.

There were not many people in the shop, and a dozen hungry, tired firefighters had no interest in talking, hanging their heads and honestly waiting for the meal to be served.

After Han Sen finished eating, he took out a wet towel from his pocket and wiped his mouth, and said to Zhang Bin, who was about to go to the checkout: "Tie theirs together." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Bin was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at a group of firefighter comrades who were gobbling up, but he was a little more moved.

Han Sen got up, wiped his mouth and walked out of the small restaurant, it's not bad, the yellow stewed chicken here is really delicious.

After Zhang Bin came out, Han Sen asked, "How much money?" ”

Zhang Bin smiled and said: "Hehe, how can I pay with you!" ”

Han Sen nodded and spoke: "Okay, my project fund has come down, and there is no expenditure anyway, so let's give you a tutor allowance of 10,000 yuan every month!" ”

"Huh?" 10,000 yuan a month!

"Take a taxi yourself." Leaving a sentence, Mercedes-Benz Big G left with one foot on the accelerator.

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I'm full and don't want to go home.

In the yellow stewed chicken shop, a group of well-fed firefighters seemed to have restarted when the battery was full.

A bunch of young firefighters were playing cautiously in the shop, taking off their firefighting suits, and they were just children who liked to play.

The captain gave a serious look at a few children who were fighting, and they were immediately honest, but as soon as the captain turned around, one of the children immediately slapped his companion on the back.

"Ahh The beaten companion couldn't hold back and screamed.

"Zhang Wen! Watch out for the impact! "To the captain, he is a kindergarten teacher with a group of children who are not growing up.

The captain scanned the QR code for payment and asked, "Boss, how much money is there?" ”

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Comrade, someone has already paid for your meal." ”