When I am reborn, I just want to be a top student

Chapter 279: Prove Success, a Thousand-mile Dam Destroyed by an Ant Hole

Tangdu Jiaotong University.

Han Hua has been worried ever since Wang Dong said he needed seven days to prepare his thesis.

It’s not that I’m worried about Wang Donglai, but I’m curious.

Because afterwards, Han Hua thought about it seriously, and based on his understanding of Wang Donglai, he definitely did not do it perfunctorily.

What's more, the idea of ​​creating a world-class mathematics journal was also proposed by Wang Donglai.

Therefore, Wang Donglai will definitely not let us off the hook on this issue.

In this way, the quality of the paper will definitely not be low.

But Wang Donglai only gave himself seven days to write a high-quality paper.

Han Hua believed in Wang Donglai's academic ability, but seven days was too short after all.

After thinking about it for two days, Han Hua wanted to tell Wang Dong that there was no rush about the thesis and he didn't need to rush to submit it, but after thinking about it, he didn't say it.

The reason is simple: to avoid affecting Wang Donglai's research.

in the office.

Yang Wanpeng looked at Han Hua, whose brows were slightly furrowed. He hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Professor Han, what happened to you these past two days? Your brows have been furrowed. Is there something wrong? Do you need help?"

Yang Wanpeng and Han Hua are both professors in the Department of Mathematics and they already have a good relationship. In addition, because of Wang Donglai, they went to Princeton together for exchange and study, so their relationship became even closer.

At this moment, Han Hua woke up when he heard Yang Wanpeng say this.

After coming to his senses, he forced a smile, sighed, and said, "You know about this matter. It's about the main article in the second issue of Mathematical Futures."

As soon as he heard about "The Future of Mathematics", Yang Wanpeng understood.

In fact, he also guessed that Han Hua had been frowning recently because of this matter.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Doesn't Mathematical Futures have many submitted papers? Is there not a single qualified paper?"

Han Hua pondered for a moment before saying, "Old Yang, you know that there are papers submitted, but there are not many high-quality papers. After all, our paper has just been established, and many people don't believe it, and they won't submit those high-quality papers to us."

“First, we look at foreign countries. If they are rejected, we will choose China. However, there are also a number of journals in China, and our Mathematical Futures does not have an advantage at all, so the quality of the paper is not very good.”

"To be honest, if it weren't for Donglai, this journal wouldn't be able to be run. Even the fact that we have so many papers now is all thanks to Donglai's academic reputation. A proof paper by Gecai has made us a little famous."

Yang Wanpeng also nodded in agreement, and then said, "Yes! If it weren't for Donglai, academic giants such as Qiu Chengtong and Deligne would not have served as review editors, and even our school would not have the opportunity to hold these global scholar exchange conferences."

"These are just some of the obvious impacts and benefits. For us professors and our students, there are also many benefits."

"Both Qin Province and Tang City will increase their funding for our school next year, and there will be more places for academic exchanges with other schools. It's only been two years, and we've seen such big changes. It's hard to imagine what it will be like in another two years."

“Perhaps, in your and my hands, we can really see the emergence of a Tangdu Jiaotong University department in the field of mathematics in China.”

Both of them are professors in the Department of Mathematics and have a close relationship with Wang Donglai, so they know a lot of things.

At this moment, after hearing this, the two of them suddenly realized the importance of Wang Donglai.

"Principal Cheng Peng is truly a great contributor to our school!"

Han Hua didn't know how many times he had expressed this emotion.

Yang Wanpeng did the same, nodding his head and saying, "Yes, Principal Cheng Peng has been recruiting students for many years, and this recruitment is the most successful."

After he finished speaking, Yang Wanpeng realized that Han Hua had not answered his previous question, so he asked it again.

"If you don't have a suitable high-quality journal, you can't just publish it in a journal. If you really can't, just find someone else and make do with it. There's no point in you looking so depressed!"

"Didn't you go find Donglai to see if he had any ideas?"

Han Hua glanced at Yang Wanpeng, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I went to find him. Dong said he would write a paper in the next two days."

Yang Wanpeng became even more confused and looked at Han Hua with a frown.

"Donglai said he only needs seven days. I'm not worried that Donglai's paper will fail. I just think that such a short time will make him too tired."

Han Hua did not hide anything and directly expressed his thoughts.

"Seven days is a bit tight. I heard that he is busy doing battery experiments recently. I think it's a lithium-sulfur battery or a solid-state battery."

"I have to take time out every week to attend open classes. If you think about it, my schedule is really tight."

Yang Wanpeng also thought about it seriously and said so.

However, Yang Wanpeng just turned around and said, "I think we should still believe Dong Lai. Since he dares to say so, he must have his own confidence."

Han Hua nodded slightly when he heard this.

However, at this moment.

Han Hua's computer suddenly rang. It was an email, so he checked it.

Before I opened it, I looked at the sender's name.

It's Wang Donglai!
He immediately sat up straight, his expression became serious, and opened the email.

As soon as he saw the content of the email, Han Hua's face showed a hint of shock.

Yang Wanpeng happened to notice the change in Han Hua's expression, so he asked curiously, "Professor Han, what's wrong with you?"

Han Hua ignored Yang Wanpeng and immediately grabbed the glasses beside him and put them on. He looked serious and focused.

Seeing this, Yang Wanpeng couldn't suppress his curiosity, so he walked over, stood behind Han Hua, and looked at the computer.

Upon seeing this, Yang Wanpeng's expression also changed.

《Proof of the Hailstone Conjecture!》

This short line of words shocked Yang Wanpeng and Han Hua.

It is natural that the two of them could not be unaware of the difficult problem of the hail conjecture.

And it is precisely because of this understanding that the two were extremely shocked.

One moment he was talking about writing a high-quality paper within seven days, and the next second, Wang Donglai came up with a paper that proved a difficult mathematical problem in the world.

While being shocked, Yang Wanpeng was still silently calculating in his mind that only a few days had passed.

Five days!

An answer suddenly emerged in Yang Wanpeng's mind.

Five days to prove the hail conjecture!

When this conclusion appeared in Yang Wanpeng's mind, he subconsciously wanted to take a breath.

However, his remaining rationality stopped him from taking action.

His eyes instantly brightened up and he began to read the content of the email.

This is a paper proving the hailstone conjecture and also first-hand information. Maybe they are the second and third people to see this paper.

Han Hua said nothing, but read it attentively, muttering something under his breath from time to time.

A full half hour passed.

Han Huacai finished reading the paper. After finishing it, he let out a long sigh and leaned weakly in his chair, not saying a word for a long time.

Yang Wanpeng's situation is not much better than Han Hua's.

After a long while, Han Hua sighed and said, "If I tell others, I'm afraid no one will believe it. It's only been five days, and the hail conjecture has been proven."

"I had thought that Donglai would not produce a normal paper. In seven days, the paper he could produce would probably be a summary of his ideas and thoughts on proving those difficult mathematical problems, and then publish it. The value is not low."

"But, I never thought that Donglai would..."

"It's the Hailstone conjecture! Even if he has done research on it before, it's astonishing enough!"

As Yang Wanpeng listened to Han Hua's sigh, he nodded in approval.

"Yes, the hailstone conjecture has been proven just like that. There is one less difficult problem in mathematics."

"However, I don't think that no one will believe this if it gets out. Donglai has this ability and skill. We have seen it with our own eyes, and so have Deligne and a group of professors at Princeton."

"The scholars and professors at the Global Mathematicians Conference have all seen it. From the ABC conjecture, Hodge conjecture, Zhou conjecture, Goldbach conjecture, to the current hailstone conjecture, they have made steady progress. Who dares to doubt Dong Lai?"

“This time, I am absolutely convinced that Mathematical Futures has the potential to become a top journal in the international mathematics community.”

As he spoke, Yang Wanpeng's expression became excited.

He didn't just say this casually, but he really thought so.

There is no other mathematics journal in the world like "Mathematical Futures". The first paper proves the Goldbach conjecture, and the second paper proves the hailstone conjecture.

The most important thing is that Tangdu Jiaotong University has Wang Donglai.

Both papers were written by Wang Donglai. After this incident, the two of them naturally became extremely confident that there would be no problems with future papers in "The Future of Mathematics".

If there is really no suitable paper to be published, they can find Wang Donglai.

If one article is published in other academic journals, it is considered a good achievement, but they are different.

Thinking about this, the two became more and more excited.

Just at this time.

Han Hua's phone rang.

“Donlai, you’ve launched another big announcement. This time, Mathematical Future is completely secure, but I’m afraid your phone will be bombarded with calls again.”

As soon as the call was connected, Han Hua said with a smile.

Obviously, the person on the other end of the phone was Wang Donglai.

"Thank you, Professor Han. This paper should be up to standard, right?"

Wang Donglai's tone was calm, without much excitement or arrogance.

Just by hearing Wang Donglai's voice, Han Hua and Yang Wanpeng felt as if they saw him.

Thinking back carefully, from the beginning to now, neither of them seemed to have seen Wang Donglai's emotions change much.

"There must be nothing wrong with your paper. If even this paper can't meet the standards, then I guess no one else can."

"To be honest, I am extremely excited right now. Once you publish this proof paper, not only you, but also Mathematical Future and our school will benefit from it."

"In the past, no one dared to think about or do the idea of ​​establishing a top international mathematics journal in China. Now, I think the hope is growing."

"Dongla, if you succeed, you will be the greatest contributor to the domestic academic community!"

Some people are greedy for money, some people are power-hungry, and naturally there are also people who value reputation.

Han Hua had not had many opportunities before, so he did not realize what was in his mind.

However, at this moment, an irresistible impulse arose in his heart.

That is to give everything I have to the journal "Mathematical Future".

In terms of academic research ability, Han Hua thinks that he is not bad, but he is not at the top level either. The current rank of second-level professor is probably his ceiling.

Going further is no longer a goal that can be achieved through one's own efforts.

If it were in the past, he would have just accepted his fate.

But now, a great opportunity is in front of him.

That is to make "Mathematics Future" a top mathematics journal!
If he could really achieve this, the sense of accomplishment would definitely be no less than becoming an academician.

"Professor Han, we are a world power with thousands of years of civilization history. The people in this land are hardworking and brave. I don't think we are worse than foreign countries. As long as you give us time, we can catch up."

“The top journals in mathematics will inevitably appear in China. Not only that, the most valuable awards in the field of mathematics will also appear here, and difficult problems in the field of mathematics will also be named after us, and more theorems and formulas will be named in the same way.”

"Except for mathematics, other subjects will also become like this. What we can do is to devote every bit of energy, try our best to do everything well, be confident, and then wait for the day I mentioned to come. I believe it will not be far away!"

Although Wang Donglai's voice on the other end of the phone was still calm, it suddenly contained a hint of passion that stirred people's hearts.

It is not the flowery words, nor the inflammatory tone, but the sincere patriotism and unwavering confidence in these words.

Just a few simple words made Han Hua and Yang Wanpeng, who were almost a hundred years old in total, excited.

"If someone else said this, I might not believe it, but since you said it, Donglai, I absolutely believe that this day will come."

"One day, we will become the most powerful country on the planet. We will surpass the bald eagle in every field and lead the development of generations."

“I’m looking forward to seeing this day!”

Han Hua said excitedly.

"By the way, Professor Yang and I just reviewed your paper. I think there is no problem with it. It should be published in two days. Remember to be prepared by then!"

Hearing Han Hua talking about this, Wang Donglai said, "Professor Han, please follow the journal process. Don't use backdoors for me. This is not good. Academics should be rigorous. We want to establish a top journal, so we must be strict with ourselves from the beginning!"

Han Hua suddenly heard Wang Donglai talking about this very seriously. His expression froze for a moment, but he recovered in a breath and said, "Donglai, you are right. I was too excited just now and lost my composure. I will send the paper to the editorial department in a while so that everyone can take a look."

"In the future, I will strictly demand myself and the editorial department. A thousand-mile dam is destroyed by an ant hole. You are right to remind me, and you remind me at the right time!"

Han Hua did not get angry because of Wang Donglai's words, and he did not feel that his face was damaged.

Because he knew that what Wang Dong said was right.

Soon, Han Hua sent Wang Donglai's paper on the proof of the hail conjecture to several review editors of "Mathematical Future".

This also immediately caused a shock!
The protagonist who caused the shock, Wang Donglai, is now nervously waiting for a result.

That is...

(End of this chapter)