Chapter 11: Weeping in the Silence

Xiaoxiang Xingfu Hotel, room 716, Qiao Ze is sitting in front of the computer to surf the Internet.

If Li Jiangao appeared behind the child at this time, he would probably feel incredible.

Because at this time, Qiao Ze was engrossed in browsing the content of the "Application Conditions for the Changjiang Scholars Award Program".

Domestic applicants for distinguished professors and chair professors should be under the age of 45, have outstanding achievements, and be recognized by domestic and foreign peers as important achievements, and must have the ability to lead the development of the discipline...... As for young scholars, they are required to be no more than 38 years old.

It doesn't seem that hard.

Uncle Lee shouldn't be under 40 years old, right?

Qiao Ze thought to himself.

After reading it, he closed the webpage directly and began to search for the selection criteria of Huaxia academicians......

We do not accept individual applications, and a recommendation system is implemented.

And it can only be an academician or a recognized national scientific society.

And that's just the candidates, the next step is to vote.

In other words, no matter how many achievements you make, can't you become an academician if no one nominates you?

The boy pursed his lips and sat there in deep thought.

After a moment, Qiao Ze opened his eyes and began to search for "academicians who were not nominated for exceptional promotion".

The result is that whoever has not been rated as an academician several times, and who has won any honors but has not been rated as an academician......

Qiao Ze's expression was obviously dull, and he became not very happy, and even a little annoyed.

even subconsciously raised his hand and touched his chin, and then suddenly understood the reason why Uncle Li always talked about the importance of interpersonal communication.

So is this the real world that Uncle Lee is talking about?

Qiao Ze was not convinced.

So he put his hand on the keyboard again, and quickly typed in the browser, "Can you make great contributions to the world's scientific progress but no one nominate you to become an academician?" ”

The search engine gave a mess of web pages, but after a few pages, José found a short answer to a similar question.

The question is: "If I am Chinese New Year's Eve years old today and have won two Nobel Prizes, can I be promoted to academician exceptionally?" ”

Gao Zan replied one: "A thirty-year-old young man who can really get this kind of honor still cares if he can become an academician?" You don't need to care about any of that, okay? According to your assumptions, you are only thirty years old and have already won two Nobel Prizes, no matter where you go, you are already able to sit on the main seat, and academicians have to call you a big guy when they see you, understand? What is it that makes you dream so stiffly? ”

Gao Zan replied two: "Believe me, if you can win two Nobel Prizes at the age of 30, it is no longer a question of whether you want to be an academician or not, and someone will beg you to become an academician." Add, don't talk about special cases, remember that the subject specifically noted that he was only thirty years old! I'm afraid you don't understand the concept of winning two Nobel Prizes at the age of 30, right? Let's put it this way, the academicians are also afraid that the subject will be able to win the Nobel Prize again in his lifetime and slap them in the face! ”

After reading these two interesting answers, the corners of Qiao Ze's mouth rose slightly, and then a knowing smile appeared.

That said, there's always a way to get things done.

If there is only one way to achieve a goal, and this path must force oneself to do what he is not good at, it only means that he is not good enough.

So José was confident again and began to search for "how to win the Nobel Prize" on the webpage.

MMP!

Or is it recommended......

But the good news is that if you do make great results, it seems that someone will definitely recommend it anonymously.

At least that's what it says on the Internet, and some scientists don't even know who recommended them.

At this moment, Qiao Ze suddenly felt a sense of sleepiness, he looked at the time in the lower right corner of the laptop, and sure enough, it was already ten twenty-five. So I immediately closed the computer, walked to the bathroom and washed up briefly, then lay down directly on the bed and closed my eyes.

Within two minutes, there was a slight snoring sound......

It's half past ten, it's time to go to bed.

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, in Zhang Chunlei's room on the 11th floor, the busyness had just come to an end.

With the cooperation of seven professors, the data was finally completed, and then Zhang Chunlei directly logged in to his account and threw the configured program to the supercomputer of Jiangcheng University through filezilla. After configuring the parameters, the next thing to do is to wait for the notification of the result of the supercalculation.

As a professor who focuses on the training of the college, he is so capricious, and the supercomputing center has left a special VIP channel for Zhang Chunlei for a long time, so he does not need to queue up.

It's just that after all this, the professors don't seem to have any interest in talking, but no one leaves, or whispers to the people around them, or looks at their mobile phones, and glances up at Zhang Chunlei's computer from time to time.

In short, they are silently looking forward to the final result.

The feeling is mixed.

Especially Li Jiangao.

Hoping that Joze's judgment was right, it showed that this kid really had a terrible mathematical intuition.

I also think that on an occasion like today, maybe Qiao Ze has misjudged it better.

The situation that this child is too rebellious has been spread, and I don't know if it will be a blessing or a curse in the future.

It's really tiring.

I wanted to go up to see Qiao Ze, but I was afraid that I would not be able to see the results at the first time if I left at this time.

It's so tangled.

At this moment, Lu Xiuxiu, who was added today on WeChat, sent a message.

In fact, this is not the first time we have chatted today, at dinner, Li Jiangao took a photo of Qiao Ze talking happily with the professors and sent it over, telling the mother that many university professors are very optimistic about her children, in exchange for a thank you.

"Professor Li, I'm sorry to disturb you. The child is asleep now, right? He's used to it at home, and he's going to sleep at half past ten, and he can't move the thunder. ”

Seeing this news, Li Jiangao finally couldn't sit still, said hello to everyone, and decided to go back to the room to take a look.

At the very least, take the child to a room dedicated to him.

When I opened the door, I saw Qiao Ze who was already lying on the bed and was asleep.

The child didn't recognize the bed, but kicked the quilt.

Li Jiangao picked up the quilt that was kicked to the side and carefully covered Qiao Ze.

Although the movement was very light, when he touched the child, Qiao Ze still opened his eyes, but fortunately, after seeing that it was him, he turned over and fell asleep again.

Li Jiangao let out a sigh, returned to the door, took out the room card that had been opened for Qiao Ze, and then inserted the room card in his hand into the power-on card slot, and then gently opened the door and walked out of the room. There was no way, he had to change rooms today.

At 11:23, he opened WeChat and replied to Lu Xiuxiu: "I just went to see it, the child is already asleep, don't read it." ”

As a result, before he could wait for Lu Xiuxiu's reply, the phone rang.

As soon as he connected it, he heard a piercing roar: "Professor Li, what the hell!" That kid was right! It's just, it's just, it's ...... Anyway, come here. ”

"Doodoo ......"

Li Jiangao was a little stunned, and before he could say a word, this guy hung up the phone directly.

As for the excitement, is it like this?

At this time, a reply from WeChat came: "Thank you! ”

Li Jiangao wanted to directly swipe out WeChat, but after thinking about it, he quickly replied: "Don't thank me, Ms. Lu, your child is indeed a genius, and may even be comparable to a genius like Newton and Einstein." From this day forward, what you should do should be proud of Him, not humbled for Him. ”

Of course, he couldn't see that in an old-fashioned family building about ten kilometers away from him at this time, a woman was holding a mobile phone, looking at the text in WeChat stupidly, and in silence, the woman was already in tears.