From small town scholar to chief scientist

Chapter 3 Take Fei, come quickly

Not long after, countless dormitory group chats or class discussions arose.

Large groups are very quiet, because adults generally do not express their views in public,
On the contrary, it is the dormitory group, each small group, which is very lively.

A female dormitory in the second class,
"I heard that Zhou Yi's team seems to have left a programming core,"

"No wonder Zhou Yi is a bit self-defeating. People who don't have programming, no matter how good the model is, no matter how well-written the paper is, they still can't solve it. This basically misses the national award."

"If he's from a better family, he'd be an ideal boyfriend. He's motivated and has no scandals, and he's pretty good-looking. It's a pity."

Another girls' dormitory group chat,

"His comprehensive grade point can only rank tenth in the class, and his grades can only be considered average. There are few people in this modeling competition. Even if he finds a teammate temporarily, he will basically miss the award, let alone the national award. The team does not work hard. It is impossible to cooperate well in a simulated game."

"Zhouyi is really unlucky this week. He was stabbed in the back by his teammates at the end of the day. It seems that Jiang Qiaole was with that girl back then, right?"

"Zhao Lili who ran against Luo Yun for monitor?"

"This isn't a backstab. It's clearly an act. I deliberately tricked Zhou Yi into becoming a teammate. It's obviously a negotiation to leave the team. Zhou Yi is really pitiful for being cheated like this."

Even the screen-peeping counselor felt that it was basically impossible for Zhou Yi to win the award. As long as Zhou Yi couldn't win the award, the scholarship for next year might be able to make a fuss.

You made yourself embarrassed at the beginning, and you still want to feel better in the past few years of college?
Mathematical modeling is divided into three sections, establishing mathematical models, writing programs to solve problems, and finally writing papers.
Each section requires time and energy to study in depth,
It requires the collective wisdom and strength of the three,
Now there is one section missing, basically no chance for awards.

In the entire 2020-level mathematics academy, almost no one is optimistic about Zhouyi.

Zhou Yi waited for more than an hour, but no one looked for him.

And another teammate has already contacted Zhou Yi,

He must have known about such a big thing.

"Zhou Yi, I'm really sorry. With the current situation of the team, without programming, it is basically impossible to win awards, so I am also planning to quit and find a thigh to hug."

This teammate was a boy in the same class, and he was barely close to Zhou Yi.

But when things got to this point, quitting might be a better choice for him.

Zhou Yi originally wanted to keep him, but it would be impolite to keep him in this situation.

So he replied:

"Well then, I wish you a good grade."

"Thank you, and I wish you good luck. If you can't do it this year, you won't get an award. You can do it next year, and you can do it at the Mei Sai."

The teammates still comforted Zhou Yi.

In such a situation, to stay and die together is to be irresponsible to oneself.

They are all college students, and the pros and cons are definitely more important than the ordinary friendship between classmates.

It's just human nature, and Zhou Yi didn't blame him.

What's more, it is also related to the subsequent scholarship selection and postgraduate bonus points.

There are still two days before the registration deadline, Zhou Yi has no choice but to find teammates in another way.

Moments, Penguin Space and Yuda Confession Wall all sent a message.

[The 2021 National Undergraduate Mathematical Contest in Modeling 1=2, come here at will, and it would be best if you can pay me the registration fee, no majors, no grades, just take me away. 】

This piece of news was another joke for the people in the Academy of Sciences.

"Zhou Yi's grades can be regarded as above-average at most, and he even said that he would come to two teammates at random and take them away? I'm sure he won't even get the city-level award!"

"Could it be that he was knocked out of his head and asked someone to pay him the registration fee? It's really poor."

Zhao Lili said mercilessly in the group chat in her dormitory.

"I want to trick someone into paying him the registration fee, so I can get acquainted with the process and prepare for next year's competition."

Zhao Lili added:

"The small town from a small place is just a problem writer, let's not talk about him, I'm going to see my idol brother, and invite everyone to dinner tomorrow night."

Zhou Yi didn't know what others said, but there were still people who asked Zhou Yi to participate in the competition.

They are also two sisters of Chinese language and literature.

"Boss, are you really not limited to majors?"

Looking at his 480 yuan Huawei smart phone, Zhou Yi finally got someone to add him with a message. He couldn't help but feel refreshed, and immediately replied:
"Of course, as long as you are from our school, it doesn't matter what your major is, or how old you are!"

"Boss, we are freshmen in the freshman College of Liberal Arts. My name is Xia Xue. The other teammate is my roommate. She will join me later."

"Okay, I'll go tell the wall that I found my teammates."

Not long after, Zhou Yi posted another message on Moments, Penguin Space, and the confession wall.

[Thank you for your contact, I have found my teammates, and I have disturbed everyone here. 】

"There is actually someone teaming up with Zhou Yi, could it be that he is a freshman?"

The topic of Zhouyi these days has basically occupied the group chat messages of many dormitories in several colleges.

Some people waited to see the jokes, some people ate melons, and some people had nothing to do with themselves.

"Whatever, the temporary team has no simulation training, no training, and it is basically impossible to win the prize."

After Zhou Yi finished posting, he replied to Xia Xue:
"Fill in your information on this registration form, and I will send it to the teacher in charge of our mathematics institute to register. The registration fee is 100 yuan per person. You can transfer your information to my VX."

"Yeah okay boss, we'll pay your registration fee too."

"Thank you then."

Zhou Yi is not polite, and he forms a team with him, at least they are all national ones, and they basically don't have to do anything.

National First Prize in Mathematical Modeling, in some almost non-Shanghai schools, basically can directly guarantee the research and guarantee the school.

Even at Yuzhou University, it was a resounding achievement, no matter what, they earned it.

Soon, Zhou Yi sent the registration form of the three to the old professor who signed up,
The old professor looked at the information of the three of them, one was a sophomore in mathematics, two were in a freshman in liberal arts,

Can't help but look dumbfounded,
"Isn't this a child's play? Can this lineup win an award if they participate in the competition? If I can win a city-level award, I will eat the computer screen in front of me. Two liberal arts students, what can they do?"

"Zhou Yi from class [-], sophomore. It just so happens that you have a class this semester. Let's see how I can educate these millennials who don't know the heights of heaven and earth."

The professor's name is Tang Ping, and he is an old professor of the School of Mathematics. He is well-known in the mathematics circles of all universities in Yuzhou. Many new lecturers or associate professors in the mathematics department of universities were once his students.
It can be regarded as disciples and old officials all over the place, and peaches and plums are all over the world.

This old professor has always been upright and strict, with no tolerance for sand in his eyes, and he hates students who don't take things seriously.

Zhou Yi hit the gun barrel.

(End of this chapter)