My Girl and Tenderness

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Tap tap tap...

Her petite footsteps stepped on the tiled floor of the office building. She looked at the signs of the various offices above and finally walked to a door.

The door was slightly open and would not be closed tightly. The person in charge inside said that this was to encourage students to come in and ask questions.

If it's a teacher like that, he should be able to help me, right?

She knocked on the door with a paper document and a USB flash drive hanging from it.

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"Come in."

A gentle voice sounded, and she pushed the door open.

The teacher inside was holding a thermos and sipping hot water. She looked a little surprised when she came in, then smiled and said - 5

"It's Zhang Qian, what's wrong? Is there anything going on today?"

"I need a mentor."

"what?"

Zhang Qian's straightforward way of speaking left the teacher a little confused. Without her "brother" to mediate, this indifferent genius still had some problems communicating with others.

But the teacher didn't mind and just blinked to indicate that he didn't understand.

Zhang Qian directly placed the file on the teacher's desk and said -

"This is a paper I wrote. I need a mentor to certify it for me and then publish it in a domestic journal as my scientific research achievement and apply for independent study."

"Wait wait?"

The teacher tilted his head when he heard this, and first motioned her to stop with his hand, then hesitantly picked up her paper and said -

"Theoretical derivation of the mass-energy equation?"

If it were an ordinary teacher, seeing a student with such an arrogant attitude, he would probably just sneer and kick Zhang Qian out.

But the teachers here don’t.

As a top institution of learning, we have seen countless geniuses in this vast land, and even teachers here are humble.

Moreover, Zhang Qian is a genius who was admitted through a mathematics competition, which further enhances his credibility.

Everything can deceive you, except mathematics.

No means no.

The teacher read seriously, not a few pages, but for a long time, and then said:

"can't read."

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The teacher smiled awkwardly. Taking it seriously was his attitude, and answering truthfully was being realistic. Looking at Zhang Qian's long paper, he really couldn't understand many of the terms he had never seen before.

Moreover, there are some issues with personal style when writing a paper for the first time. Without anyone to polish it, it is indeed much more difficult to understand.

The main reason is that I have never seen what Zhang Qian wrote before.

The teacher held his chin up, looked through it carefully again, and then said to her -

"I see this is something related to theoretical physics. I'm an experimentalist, so I may not be familiar with the theory recently... I'm sorry to make you laugh. But who proposed this research direction? Where are the references?"

Physics is generally a discipline that progresses step by step. Phenomena are discovered, theories are proposed, and then experiments are used to prove them. The teacher said that he was not familiar with the theory, but he was being modest. It is impossible to do experiments without a theoretical basis.

And theories are usually breakthroughs based on the wisdom of predecessors, so I wanted to see whose research results Zhang Qian referred to.

However, she said indifferently:

"No references."

"what?"

"I didn't find any useful references, only mathematical derivations and my own thinking and summary."

"…" This child is too individualistic, isn't she? The teacher couldn't help but smile bitterly. Next time, she really hopes that she will bring her brother with her, otherwise she will feel a little stressed just talking.

"I have to go back and take another look."

Of course the teacher didn't agree immediately, he had to be more cautious, but he still added one sentence -

"But I actually believe in you, Zhang Qian, because if we just look at the logical deduction, there seems to be no problem. I will consider recommending a theoretical professor."

"Teacher, can't you be my mentor?"

"I?"

The teacher chuckled and said:

"I'm not a big enough person. Look, my hair isn't even grey yet. If you want to attract attention, you have to find someone higher up."

Seniority and background are important everywhere, and counterintuitively, this is often also true in academia, which claims to pursue truth.

Zhang Qian nodded, looked at the teacher who had been treating him seriously since he entered the door, felt the other party's kindness towards him, and finally took a look at the name tag next to him.

"Thank you, Teacher Jiang."

"Ok?"

Teacher Jiang raised his head from his paper again, looked at the girl who gave off an aura of "keep away from strangers", and said with a smile -

"Oh, it's actually kind of cute."

"..." Zhang Qian looked away.

After Zhang Qian left, she continued to study the paper carefully, and from time to time she would make phone calls to ask some familiar laboratories to see if such a phenomenon had ever occurred. The results were all true.

The more he studied, the more surprised Teacher Jiang was that this crude article was actually flawless.

And she felt a hint of fear. If everything Zhang Qian said in the article was true, what would that mean?

Huge amounts of energy are hidden in ordinary substances. If they can be used effectively, they will be an inexhaustible source of energy for today's society.

That is the fire of the new era.

"Teacher Jiang, Teacher Jiang?"

"Ah, ah?"

When she heard someone calling her, Teacher Jiang looked up suddenly, only to find that it had become dark around her without her noticing. She had been lost in thought while holding her paper and the entire day had passed.

The teacher who came to inspect turned on the light and looked at Teacher Jiang inside and complained:

"Why are you still here? Go home after get off work. You scared me. I didn't think you were someone else."

"Ahaha, okay, I'll go now. Wait, no, Xie Bo, wait a moment, I have something to tell you."

"Ah? Xie Bo is here? Why are you so polite?"

Here, where there are so many PhDs, it is enough to just call each other teacher. From Teacher Jiang's tone, it was obvious that he wanted to say something to me.

Teacher Jiang came over excitedly, handed Zhang Qian's paper to him, and said -

"This is Zhang Qian's paper. I would like to recommend it."

"Oh, is that so? Give it to me then. I'll take a look at it tomorrow."

Teacher Xie agreed readily.

However, Mr. Jiang refused and said:

"No, I don't want you to see it. I want you to show it to Mr. Hu."

"Hmm? What do you want to do? The teacher is very busy. If I bother him with students' papers, he will be beaten to death."

Teacher Xie kept shaking his head, looking scared.

However, Mr. Jiang said:

"This is very important. I must recommend it to Mr. Hu."

"This...then let me take a look first."

Although each of them worked on a theory and an experiment respectively, they both had good scientific knowledge and certainly trusted each other, so they continued to study together for another night.

At eight o'clock the next day, Teacher Xie trembled and knocked on the door of an office, and then heard a stern voice -

"Come in."

When Teacher Xie walked in timidly, an old man who looked intimidating without even getting angry was sitting in his seat, glaring at people through the lenses of his glasses.

grunt.

Teacher Xie swallowed secretly.

"What's wrong? You came here specially today."

"No, no, I just have a paper that I want you to take a look at..."

"Oh? Have you found your research direction?"

"No, that's not it. It's the paper that Professor Jiang recommended, and he said you must take a look at it. I've read it myself, and I didn't find any problems with it, so it should be more credible."

"Teacher Jiang? She is an experimentalist and has also started to work on theory?"

Anyone who can find this place must be related to theory. The old man frowned slightly, looked at the title of the paper, and said -

"What kind of name is this? The title alone fails. It doesn't even make it clear what the research is about."

The mass-energy equation? A new term you came up with?

Teacher Xie scratched his head and added:

"No, this was written by a student..."

"student?"

When the old man heard that it was something made by a student, his face turned even worse. He flipped through it casually and said -

"It's full of empty words and fanciful ideas, and there's not even a reference. Go back and talk to Teacher Jiang and ask her to teach students how to write papers first. Go down."

"But, but... this student was recommended by a math competition, so he shouldn't write nonsense. I've also read it, and what he said was quite concise..."

Hearing Teacher Xie's retort, the old man slammed the paper on the table and said -

"There are so many people who think they are geniuses. You should study hard first, don't aim too high. You too, don't let me see you doing nothing all day long."

Seeing that the old man was angry, his colleagues nearby quickly tried to smooth things over and pulled Teacher Xie out.

"How can you use a student's joke to make Mr. Hu angry? Be more careful."

Teacher Xie opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he could only shake his head helplessly. If Professor Hu sentenced him to death, then there was no way this paper would work in the East.

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dong dong dong...

"Miss? Are you okay? Is everything okay?"

"I'm fine, don't come in!"

The servants outside the door looked at each other with concern. They heard that their young lady was bullied by a new student and locked herself in the room as soon as she came back.

That clever young lady who could manipulate others at will actually fell into the hands of a man of the same age? And a man?

Most men would be fascinated by this young lady, and even those talented young men dare not be careless in front of her. Now they are being bullied to the point of being shut up in their rooms.

"I heard that she was transformed into a little girl. I don't know what evil method was used."

"Ah? Is that okay? Why haven't I heard of this kind of spell?"

"It's okay. In fact, the young lady recovered quickly, but it seems that she still suffered a shock."

"How pitiful... But then again, is this a spell to restore youth? Yeah, it doesn't seem so bad if you think about it that way."

"That seems to be true. I really want to meet someone who knows this technique... Of course, I am here to seek justice for the young lady."

The maids were talking about it, and as they talked they became curious about the man who had the skin of their young lady, and felt that their stance was somewhat shaken.