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Xu Dajiang spoke with excitement.

Really, he had never expected Qiao Ze to have such an attitude.

Indeed, the thought patterns of geniuses are truly different from the rest.

While others tempted him with unparalleled academic environments, he actually thought of transforming his surroundings into something like Princeton.

If this plan really gets started, couldn't they possibly keep Qiao Ze at Xilin University of Technology forever?

After all, this development plan was personally drafted by Qiao Ze. Who wouldn't want to participate in the construction of their own planning and then wait to see the final result?

"Oh." Qiao Ze nodded, which was a perfunctory response.

Xu Dajiang's expression did not surprise him.

But Qiao Ze's thinking was very simple.

If the school future could become better according to his wishes, he would stay at Xilin. If not successful, he would just graduate and leave Xilin for a more suitable place after Li became an academician, or he might go solo.

He had already looked over the graduation requirements from bachelor's to Ph.D. at the school, which were so simple that they were almost ridiculous.

Theoretically, he could apply for a doctorate now, then write a couple of papers; one for a master's degree and one for a doctorate, and then he could just walk away.

As for the bachelor's thesis...

No need to think about it, just let Dou Dou take the latest thoughts he had recorded, pick out a minor direction, polish it a bit, and that would be sufficient to get by.

It wasn't that Qiao Ze was being arrogant, it was mainly because he had a rough understanding of the level of the professors in the School of Mathematics. Writing something too profound wasn't really friendly to the thesis advisor.

After all, during the undergraduate defense, outside advisors are generally not invited.

Xu Dajiang had long grown accustomed to Qiao Ze's attitude. For this kid, the mere willingness to write this proposal might already be out of respect for Li Jian Gao, and he couldn't ask for more.

So he straightforwardly moved on to the next topic.

"Qiao Ze, now that you've finished your new project, I estimate that you'll be applying for it in a few days, what are your plans next?" Xu Dajiang asked seriously.

Qiao Ze did not answer directly, but instead took out another sheet of draft paper from the desk and passed it over.

Xu Dajiang took the draft paper with suspicion, glanced at it.

[im=(ig2/|p'-p|2+mφ2)2m^ss'·2mδ^rr']...

Alright, looking at those rows of formulas and diagrams made him feel a bit dizzy.

"This is..."

"You probably haven't read my latest paper yet, so it might be hard to understand. This is a mathematical method constructed from the previous paper, tentatively called the non-type shearing method. Starting from the non-Abelian commutative field, drawing Feynman diagrams, using the Feynman rules to calculate scattering amplitudes, we can obtain some formulas and calculation results.

Coupled with this method, we aim to explain nuclear forces.

If I can succeed, I will be able to describe the strong force in a very concise mathematical way and unify it with the electromagnetic force. And this is just one step because proving this point would lead to deriving a mathematical explanation for the existence of the mass gap."
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After saying this, Qiao Ze glanced at Li Jian Gao.

There were some slight emotional fluctuations in his heart.

Because when he got to know Uncle Li, Li had once reminded him to avoid talking about this little goal everywhere before achieving it, lest people think he was too ambitious.

But today, he probably had the qualifications to openly discuss this problem he had pondered for several years.

He intended to solve this problem, which even among the Millennium Prize problems, remains one of the most challenging.

Of course, for the time being, it was limited to the mathematical aspect.

Even so, if he were successful, it would be an absolutely shocking event for both the mathematical and physical sciences communities.

He might even be directly elevated to a pedestal by a host of quantum physicists.

The reason is simple: this problem hasn't been solved yet because there were no suitable mathematical tools for analysis.

If Qiao Ze were successful, it meant he would be proposing a series of new mathematical tools, helping physicists understand the concept more clearly and even push forward.

In Western academia, the search for a Grand Unified Theory had almost driven many scholars mad.

Any tool that could aid in this direction would most likely be venerated.

It's an emotion most ordinary people cannot comprehend.

Those who haven't devoted their lives to exploring the ultimate mysteries of the universe can't understand the mindset of "hearing the Way in the morning, one can die content in the evening," nor can they imagine that this mindset stems not from so-called self-sacrifice, but purely from a curiosity and thirst for knowledge so vigorous that it can overcome almost anything.

So when Qiao Ze's words reached Xu Dajiang's ears, even for someone as experienced and knowledgeable as Xu Dajiang, his mind could only conjure up countless exclamations of "fuck."

Of course, someone of Xu Dajiang's stature would never actually say such things out loud.

But he was already struggling to contain his emotions.

Although there had been some speculation, hearing Qiao Ze say it himself felt different.

If Qiao Ze could resolve this issue at Xilin University of Technology, it would become a future college legend.

If Qiao Ze could solve this problem within seven years, Xilin University of Technology might see the first homegrown Huaxia Fields Medal recipient in history, and incidentally, break the record for the youngest recipient of the Fields Medal.

Seven years represented two International Congresses of Mathematicians, which meant two chances to obtain the Fields Medal. In seven years, Qiao Ze would be exactly 25 years old. If it took one more congress, Qiao Ze would be 29!