Facing the supervisor's words, Zhao Wei was silent.

He knew that what the director said was telling the truth.

If in an ordinary civilization, no one will be interested in this research that you can't see the application scenarios at all and don't know what useful it will be.

A look of contradiction and struggle flashed in his three eyes at the same time. But the next moment, it became firm again.

He raised his head and looked directly at the director: "But the director, we are not in other civilizations, but in human civilizations. It is precisely because of the leader's strong engineering skills and such generosity that I believe that as a mathematician, we should have higher aspirations. ”

"What do you mean by 'pure mathematics'? Can you waste your talent wantonly? You know, if you had changed your research direction, you could have made a greater contribution to civilization. ”

"Nope." Zhao Wei said firmly: "Pure mathematics does not mean useless mathematics. They just don't work at this stage, and we probably don't know what to do with them. But it must be useful. Maybe in the near future, we will be able to see applications. ”

Facing the stubborn Zhao Wei, the director had to sigh: "Okay, whatever you want." I just hope you don't waste the years, and when you finally achieve nothing, it will be too late to regret it. ”

"Don't worry, Director, it will be useful."

Zhao Wei is full of confidence.

Leaving the institute and returning to his residence, Zhao Wei lay on the bed still lost in thought.

Time passed bit by bit, and in a blink of an eye, more than ten years passed. During this time, Zhao Wei became the eccentric of this mathematical institute.

He was always a loner and taciturn. Sometimes people even see him as if he was enchanted, muttering to himself by himself, as if he was talking to someone.

His eyes are always out of focus and always seem to be caught in his own world. His hair and clothes were dirty and sloppy, and there was always a strange smell on his body, which made people smell off.

The Director has given up on saving him. Colleagues are also used to turning a blind eye to him.

At this moment, no one knows what he is researching and where his research has progressed.

The subject of mathematics is vast and profound, and if it is subdivided, I am afraid that there must be thousands of branches, and there is still a steady stream of new branches. Mathematics alone is enough to be called interlaced like a mountain - a scholar who studies this branch of mathematics may not even know much more about another branch of mathematics than an ordinary person.

But today, more than ten years later, on a calm afternoon, the busy and orderly research institute sounded an earth-shattering roar.

People stopped and looked there, and saw a man with almost knotted hair and tattered clothes like a beggar - of course, the beggar seen in the film and television series, because there is no such thing as a beggar in human civilization at this moment - rushed out of a corner room, crying and laughing, jumping and screaming, sometimes slapping the floor, sometimes smashing the wall.

"It's ...... Zhao Wei? What happened to him? Director, Director! ”

The Director hurried in with a security robot. Seeing the crazy Zhao Wei, the director gritted his teeth and directly stabbed him with an electric baton. Zhao Wei screamed miserably, and suddenly regained his senses.

"Zhao Wei, what are you doing!"

Zhao Wei glanced at the supervisor blankly, and suddenly rejoiced again: "Director, director, I broke through, I broke through!" ”

"What broke through? Oh, by the way, the one Li Qun is in the infinite dimensional space? ”

"Yes, yes." Zhao Wei cried with joy again: "I have found a mathematical tool to describe the changes in the laws of infinite dimensional space, I have found it, I have found ......"

"Oh-" The supervisor stretched out his voice and said insincerely, "Congratulations, then, then you can tidy up and send the paper." Well, the judging committee will grade your paper at that time......"

After dealing with Zhao Wei's affairs, the director turned around and left.

Zhao Wei was busy for another two months before he completed the final paper—more than 1,000 pages and more than 1.5 million words—and then released it.

After that, Zhao Wei fell into anticipation.

He thinks that this paper is full of whimsy, full of all kinds of brilliant mathematical transformations and reasoning methods, and the value of the whole paper is immeasurable.

In particular, in this paper, he created a set of mathematical tools that he himself called "normative analysis", the ingenuity of which he himself is proud of.

But he waited half a year — the deadline for the review committee to grade a paper — and his paper was still pending.

He was a little confused, and refreshed the page again, only to see that the judging scores had finally come out. And this score turned out to be ...... Zero.

A zero grade means that the paper is complete rubbish, of no value, and a waste of time to even look at it.

This has not happened in the entire history of human civilization. And now, this big zero egg smashed straight into Zhao Wei's head.

Zhao Wei's eyes darkened and he fainted.

By the time he woke up, he was already in a hospital bed. In front of him was the old face of the supervisor full of concern.

"Zhao Wei, are you awake? It's good to wake up. Don't be discouraged, I inquired about your paper, and the real reason for the zero score is that there is a huge controversy between the review committee, which cannot be reconciled. However, they agreed that although they don't know whether the paper is correct or not, it seems quite clever and has some value. ”

Zhao Wei muttered, "How can it be a zero score?" ”

The supervisor smiled wryly: "It is precisely because the controversy cannot be reconciled that someone proposed to score you from another angle, that is, the application scenario." Your paper, even if it is correct, has no application scenario and cannot find any value, so ......"

Zhao Wei's expression was gloomy.

The director reassured, "I think it's actually a good thing. With this lesson, you will be able to turn back from the wrong path and get back on the right path. It just so happens that I have a research project under my command, and there is a shortage of geniuses like you, Zhao Wei, join in. ”

Zhao Wei knew that the supervisor was taking care of himself. But at this moment, he really doesn't have those thoughts in his heart.

He shook his head a little gloomily: "Director, I plan to leave the institute, I plan to teach myself some mechanical principles, and then go to work in the spaceship research and development factory. ”

"Zhao Wei, you're wasting your talent!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Director, I've decided."

Although he still loved mathematics deeply, he felt that his heart had been broken. He didn't want to do that research anymore.