Deep Space Fleet

Therefore, Wang Zhong absolutely does not allow this kind of crooked way of "opening the back door", which pollutes the humanistic environment of the entire spaceship from the very beginning.

500,000 people are only the size of a small city, and a bad place will quickly magnify. Humans are profit-seeking creatures. At that time, all people will follow suit, keep looking for connections to open the back door, and build a powerful civilization?

Thinking of this, Wang Zhong said lightly: "How about this, you do a set of test papers first. If the results are good, I can help you see if there is a suitable tutor."

But the subtext of this sentence is: If you don't have a level, you should get out as soon as possible!

"Ah?" Zhang Yuan was surprised.

"Just take some mathematics. No matter what major you are in, you must use mathematics."

Zhang Yuangan scratched his head, feeling a little bewildered. He originally only wanted to visit this master and describe his future thoughts. Why did he suddenly have to do the test paper?

But...it doesn't matter, just treat it as the elder's test for the younger.

"Xiao Xu, go get him a set of test papers, I've sent them to your mailbox." Wang Zhong ordered.

"Okay...you come with me."

Zhang Yuan followed this "senior sister" and took a total of three test papers, namely "Preliminary Algebraic Geometry", "Lie Algebra", and "Modular Forms and Number Theory".

Of course Xu Yunjing didn't know about the grand "Ten Thousand Years Plan". True idealists would only emerge after going through wars, and she couldn't figure out that her teacher had thought about so many things in a short period of time.

She smiled and comforted: "Don't mind, Professor Wang is like this. He has a bad temper, and when he gets older, his thinking jumps. Most people can't keep up. He might want to check your level."

Zhang Yuan nodded and took the pile of test papers.

Xu Yunjing continued: "However, for talented young people, Professor Wang can't wait to give him everything. Anyway, he is a very good teacher, and no bastards are allowed."

Wait a minute, has Mr. Wang lost his mind?

Glancing at the printed test paper, Xu Yunjing's face turned blue, this is... isn't it her test content?

She is a graduate student, and she almost failed the course. How can she give the test papers to undergraduates?

It's not that she doesn't work hard, but that Professor Wang's requirements are too high.

Especially "Preliminary Algebraic Geometry", an abnormal subject.

What is the difficulty of "preliminary"?

After telling you "1+1=2", calculate the integral ∫{[arctanx]/(1+x^2)^2}dx directly...

Anyway, for ordinary people, it is like reading a book from heaven.

"You do what you can do first. I'll help you to ask, this test paper... seems a bit strange." Xu Yunjing felt a little sorry for this little junior in her heart, and ran away in a hurry.

After she ran to Wang Zhong's office, she suddenly found that the old man was on the phone again with a sullen face, and his voice was surprisingly loud.

Then Wang Zhong raised his head: "Follow me, go to a meeting!"

"okay!"

Seeing his serious face, Xu Yunjing panicked and forgot what was on her lips.

...

The two held a meeting all afternoon, leaving only Zhang Yuan racking his brains in a small room.

Difficult questions are like steep mountains, the process of climbing is difficult, and the scenery of the mountains is beautiful.

He enjoyed it so much that he forgot to eat dinner.

...

At eight o'clock in the evening, Wang Zhong and Xu Yunjing returned to the office.

Professor Wang sighed: "...the foundation has to plan ahead. Although there is no shortage of money at the moment, it may be in the future. It is also good to use the spare heat of these astronauts. Hey, this is not bad, people have to push , in order to create greater value..."

"500,000 people, if each earns 100,000 yuan, it will be 50 billion..."

Wang Zhong was depressed for a while. He is a retired scientist, but he has to care about money. What is this?

"Go and open the door."

"okay."

Professor Wang is a very orthodox person. When there are female students in his office, he always opens the door habitually. In his words, doing so can reduce unnecessary gossip. Although it is impossible to have any gossip at the age of more than 80 years old.

"Forget it, forget it, you should go back first and rest early. It is better not to participate in this kind of activity in the future. It is meaningless except to quarrel with others. Read more literature when you have time."

Xu Yunjing also sighed and sorted out the meeting materials.

Wait a moment.

It seems that something has been forgotten!

It's over!

My poor junior... Senior sister, I'm sorry for you.

Xu Yunjing coughed, and mentioned that Zhang Yuan was still taking the exam, but she didn't dare to mention "graduate mathematics", otherwise she would be blamed.

"Professor Wang, that..."

"...How long has it been, haven't you done it yet? It's just three math papers."

Professor Wang Zhong blew his nose and stared. He was already in a bad mood, but when he recalled this incident, he became even more dissatisfied, "Go and call him over."

He thought in his heart, if this Zhang Yuan got on the spaceship through the back door because of his father's relationship, he must check carefully...

Even if he is Zhang Qiming's son, it won't work, if he should get out, get out.

Xu Yunjing walked to the small classroom and asked in a low voice, "Um, uh... Junior, have you finished the test paper?"

"Just finished." Zhang Yuan was a little embarrassed. According to the two hours for each test paper, he actually exceeded the time limit.

it is done? Scribbled?

Xu Yunjing glanced at it curiously.

The words are neat and tidy, and the format is fairly normal, so it shouldn't be scribbling...

Hey, the first few questions seem to be right, not bad...

Postgraduate education is no longer a big pot meal like undergraduates, and has begun to cultivate real scientific research capabilities. The math test papers are all written by the professors themselves, and there are no fill-in-the-blank questions. They are all proof questions. Yes, yes, no, no.

After just a few glances, Xu Yunjing's forehead was sweating.

"Senior sister...uh, senior sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah, nothing."

What is written here?

Why can't I understand?

With question marks all over her head, Xu Yunjing walked into the office and carefully presented the test paper to Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong frowned, put on reading glasses, and reviewed the test paper with a rigorous attitude.

The old professor has a habit that the first few questions in the test paper are all basic questions.

If not, I'm sorry, this graduate student, goodbye! You don't even know how to do basic questions, you're still studying, drop out of school early, don't waste everyone's time, okay?

The middle questions are of medium difficulty. If you don’t know how to do it, I’m sorry, this guy’s foundation is not very good, and he is unlikely to have any scientific research ability, so let’s be an outsider disciple.

It's just a master's student. If you can graduate, you will graduate. If you can't graduate, you will get out quickly.

As for the next few questions, they were more difficult questions, and his inner disciples had to solve them, otherwise he would be very disappointed and yell at him.

Inner sect disciples are the ones who are expected to advance to a doctorate.

As for the last question, it was abnormally difficult.

Whether it is a god of learning or a master of learning, lie down obediently, the intention of this topic is to let you know the awe of knowledge!

In the eyes of the old professor, scientific research is much more difficult than doing problems, and the math problems in the test paper have solutions. Using tools that others have created and inventing tools yourself are two different concepts. Doing scientific research is like finding a needle in a haystack. You must not only work hard, but also have talent.

Wang Zhong glanced, the first few simple questions were correct.

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