Super God-Level Top Student

Zhang Hongcai didn't know what to say for a moment.

So what exactly happened?

"No, how do you know this so clearly? Did Qiao Ze send out emails to promote the paper he is about to publish? Since it's going to be published next month, he doesn't need to rush to promote it now, does he? What's really going on?"

Zhang Hongcai asked, puzzled.

The person on the other end also began to get animated.

"This is the most interesting part. He wrote to the National Natural Science Foundation and the Science Committee, applying to become a distinguished young expert and review specialist in the mathematics field. He included a resume, probably thinking that the articles he had published before were not weighty enough, so he added the paper that was about to be published as well."

You know, Gu from the Science Committee happened to see Qiao Ze's email, and he was stunned at that moment. After all, he had been working for decades, and had never heard of a student applying to be a review expert. But imagine how dazzling Qiao Ze's resume was! It momentarily confused old Gu.

So, old Gu saw those papers that hadn't been published yet but were confirmed to be published soon and sent out five emails to the editorial offices that Qiao Ze mentioned to inquire about the situation. They have replied to three so far, and those foreigners have confirmed that the papers have indeed passed the review and will be published soon."

"Guess why the other side replied so quickly? Old Gu showed me their replies. Professor Dugen from Princeton said in the email that he was specifically entrusted by Qiao Ze, waiting for this side to send an inquiry. He even complained that our efficiency was too low, saying that if they didn't inquire, he would be going to bed.

"Oh, and that old man also said that he thinks Qiao Ze has enough potential to become a reviewer, and if Qiao Ze were to go to Princeton, he would definitely recommend him to join the Academic Committee. Of course, even if Qiao Ze doesn't go to Princeton, he has already included Qiao Ze in the reviewer database of 'Mathematics Annual.' I suspect the old man definitely copied Qiao Ze on that reply."

As it turned out, Zhang Hongcai didn't jump up from his stool.

Instead, his brain was in a muddle like a sticky paste.

This was truly outrageous.

Who the hell has ever heard of a student not even twenty years old applying to enter the reviewer database?

If he really were to be included, what would those big shots who had struggled for years to become members of the expert database think?

But on second thought, the resume Qiao Ze had written did indeed seem authentic.

That is, this student under twenty years old had published six leading journal articles and one in the big four within three months.

Moreover, Qiao Ze had already made a name for himself in the international mathematics circle.

To be honest, many experts in mathematics directions in the review panel might not have had as glorious achievements as Qiao Ze in their whole lifetime.

As for the papers that haven't been published yet, Zhang Hongcai couldn't say much.

But among the ones that have been published, one paper can be regarded as foundational, while the second paper even proposes a brand-new AI intelligent algorithm.

If you also consider the hot-selling Group Wisdom M60P's AI language model, which is an extension of Qiao Ze's own research project, his resume is already convincing enough.

Now there's even a foreign top mathematical institution's chairman vouching for him. Even if that old fellow does it with a mindset to see a joke unfold, this matter is damn enough to cause headaches.

After all, if Qiao Ze were thirty years old instead of eighteen this year, if this application didn't go through, Zhang Hongcai felt he would have to shout out a few words for Qiao Ze himself.

But now...

"What does Academician Gu say?" Zhang Hongcai asked in a sleepwalking tone.

"Hehe, old Gu said he just received an invitation to a mathematics conference in Norway, and he originally planned not to go, as it is too far and cold there. But now he has decided to make the trip after all. At his age, there aren't many chances for academic exchanges left, and he thinks it's good to travel more while he still can.

Anyway, if it really comes down to a discussion, one vote from him wouldn't make a difference, right?"

Zhang Hongcai was stunned for a moment, then understood why Qian Yuhai had specifically called him.

The leader of the National Natural Science Research Foundation's mathematics direction academic review work guidance group is Gu Yantang from the Science Academy, which is the old Gu referred to by Qian Yuhai.

And he was the deputy group leader.

In other words, since the group leader decided to attend an academic conference in Norway, whether Qiao Ze's application would even be put on the table for discussion was now directly up to this deputy group leader.

No wonder Qian Yuhai had such a gleeful tone in his voice.

"Gu really has a sense of humor, doesn't he? Why bother? Couldn't he just put the application aside and ignore it?"

Zhang Hongcai managed to hold back his irritation and said.

"Initially, Gu thought the same, but I reminded him that giving it the cold shoulder could work, yet that kid is quite good at stirring things up. Director Zhang, you know how the kid got discovered, right? Wasn't it by casually reading a paper and pointing out an error? I made some instructional videos before, and he could spot mistakes in them. Gu was researching Li Qun too, wasn't he?

So, he's worried!

Think about it. If the kid finds some errors in previous papers, whether to defend them or not is going to be uncomfortable! If Gu defended them, after all the effort he took to become an academician, it would be embarrassing to quarrel with a kid, right? And what if there's really a mistake?

On the other hand, if he didn't offer a rebuttal, an academician being criticized by a kid for an error would be a loss of face, wouldn't it? That's indeed a dilemma!"

But it doesn't matter to you, because on that day, Qiao Ze himself said he didn't know much about exchange geometry. So, handling it this way should be fine for you. Eh... hey, hey, hey..."

Zhang Hongcai hung up the phone with a blank expression on his face.

Then his mind flashed back to the images Zhao Guangyao had sent him on WeChat that day.

The images contained Qiao Ze's commentary on a doctoral student's thesis.

How to put it, from those comments, Zhang Hongcai could sense that the reviewer had a deep understanding of exchange geometry.

But as for the actual level, since Qiao Ze hadn't given him a chance to communicate and hadn't written any papers on exchange geometry, he really couldn't say what Qiao Ze's level was.

Zhang Hongcai planned to check the chat history with Zhao Guangyao again after hanging up the phone later.

Of course, before that, he intended to make a call to Xilin University of Technology to inquire about what exactly they were up to!

Who supports students doing such outrageous things?

Indeed, Zhang Hongcai didn't believe for a second that it was Qiao Ze's own idea.

Just a student, what could he know about such scheming?

Moreover, Xu Dajiang looked exactly like the kind of smiling tiger who never tired of ruining people. Experience new stories with empire

...

When Xu Dajiang received the call from the university, he was completely baffled.

"What? Qiao Ze applied to be a Jieqing review expert? I don't know about it at all. Never heard him mention it."

"You really don't know? The expert group from the Science Committee and the people from the Natural Fund Committee have called to ask. I think they're right; it's a bit too much, isn't it?"

"This... President Zheng, I truly don't know. Qiao Ze doesn't have to inform me about such matters. Besides, even if I had known, how could I stop him? And it's understandable why the kid did this, isn't it? Isn't it because Li Jiangao's materials for the Jieqing were submitted this year?"

"Hmm..."

"In any case, from start to finish, I have nothing to do with this matter. And just yesterday, Mr. Zhang made that mess, so it's not a good time for me to talk to Qiao Ze. If the university thinks this is harming its reputation, then you guys should talk to him and persuade Qiao Ze to withdraw the application. Isn't that right?

If they don't think it's appropriate, they could simply ignore Qiao Ze's application, couldn't they? What's the point of calling the school?"

"Don't play dumb with me. He sent in his application this month, and everyone pretended not to see it. Next month when Qiao Ze's paper is published in 'Mathematics Annual', can we still afford to ignore it? Anyone in this situation would be troubled. How about this, just resign directly, and let Qiao Ze take over your position—would you like that? That would solve all the problems at once!"

"Oh, I would really like that. Okay, President Zheng, it's settled then. You handle things with Qiao Ze, and as soon as he agrees, I'll write my resignation letter right away, without any equivocation!"

"You..."