Deep Space Fleet

Zhang Yuan wondered, does his father have so many fans? It shouldn't be, he doesn't engage in social activities at all, so he won the first prize to gain some popularity. Could it be that the country is vigorously promoting it?

He smiled and said, "It's not what you think...I'm leaving the earth soon, so how can I have time to do such things? Let your sister get along with your brother-in-law."

"Leave the earth?" Han Ziyue's voice was elongated, and her face was slightly shocked: "Could it be that you are also one in five hundred thousand?"

Zhang Yuan nodded.

"So angry!"

Han Ziyue pursed her lips, and her psychological expectations were completely shattered: "It turns out that this is the reason why you don't treat 10 million yuan as money! I originally wanted to get a sugar daddy, but I didn't expect that you have already donated all your property, and you may have more money than me." Poor..."

Having said so bluntly the purpose of his "sugar daddy", Zhang Yuan said, are the girls now so unrestrained?

She shook her little head, and seemed to be talking to herself: "Oh, I won't ask for a treat for this meal, it's not impossible..."

"You have to think about how to make up for my empty and lost soul, or go back to the dormitory and help me repair the computer. Astronauts must be able to repair things."

Zhang Yuan was taken aback, "Don't worry, I can still afford a meal. As for repairing things, repairing computers..."

Is there some subtext to repairing the computer?

...

At seven o'clock in the evening, the office building.

"Ms. Wang, Zhang Yuan is also a very good talent. He can speak well. I think, after boarding the spaceship, you can consider doing some administrative work with me. The major is also more suitable... especially the research on the history of new civilizations. , We need such talents.”

"Then how?"

Professor Wang refused righteously: "Talents with high IQ should do academics, what kind of management is it, a waste of time!"

The middle-aged man with the appearance of a soldier smiled and said: "It still depends on his personal wishes. What else can be done in a spaceship for scientific research?"

Wang Zhong thought for a while and sighed: "Ma Tao, just take care of that kid a little bit, and there is no need for special care. To build a new civilization, the atmosphere at the beginning must not be crooked. The smaller the environment , the easier it is to form a mess of unspoken rules, you can't start with that!"

Captain Ma sighed, "That's right."

"It's not bad to not engage in administrative management. There is a lot of time to hibernate. At least... it is possible to see the new sun after 3000 years."

He spoke slowly, as if feeling something: "Like our previous captains, there is a high probability that they will die of old age on the road. They can't see the future home planet."

It's been a long journey, three thousand years, and no one knows whether this spaceship will be able to reach its destination.

"Wish ya'll good luck!"

"I hope."

...

After bidding farewell to Captain Ma, Wang Zhong finally had the time to calm down and do some things of his own.

Professor Wang Zhong is old, and his thinking is not as good as that of young people, and the speed of learning new knowledge has also slowed down a lot. But reading some students' articles, it should still be possible.

He is reading a paper sent to him by Zhang Yuan.

The brow wrinkled for a while, and stretched for a while.

How about this thesis?

First of all, I made a mistake that beginners often make: too wordy. There are some very obvious conclusions that don’t need to be filled with water at length, for fear that people in the industry won’t understand them.

Also, there is a problem with the structure level, the primary and secondary are not clear, and the theme that you want to express is not highlighted.

Of course, these are just details, not serious problems, and can be rectified in a day or two.

Excluding these problems, the logic of the whole proof is very clear, and the classification and argumentation process is quite rigorous.

He wanted to find a loophole, but he felt that he couldn't do it.

"Pretty nice job!"

After spending three hours reading the entire paper, Wang Zhong became more and more satisfied with this disciple.

As a mathematician, he thinks that the whole process of mathematical demonstration is very exciting, and he has a hearty sense of exhilaration.

This aesthetic appreciation of mathematics is what every well-known mathematician should have.

However, because it is not in the professional field, it is still unknown whether this paper has value and whether it can be published.

"There are specializations in the art industry, but I don't know if there is any innovation."

Check it out first.

Professor Wang uploaded the thesis on the professional platform, and then a number popped up on the webpage: "Paper repetition ratio: 2.33%"

Very qualified repetition rate.

There is a repetition rate because of the algorithm problem of the paper library, and some professional terms will always be a little repetitive with other papers.

After writing some revision opinions, Wang Zhong stood up from his seat, stretched his body, and prepared to consult some informatics or mechanical engineering experts.

One of the benefits of getting older is that there are peaches and plums all over the world, and students are all over the industry. Therefore, Professor Wang has a wide network of contacts, and almost experts from all walks of life know some of them.

"Yo, it's already ten o'clock. Forget it."

After thinking about it, I was embarrassed to call others to rest, so Wang Zhong just sent an email to ask people in the industry to comment on this paper.

...

"The paper written by Professor Wang's disciple, sent to me, is it in the field of mechanical engineering?"

"A fresh undergraduate graduate?"

Faced with this old man who is over eighty years old but still struggling in the front line, Lin Wenda still admires him very much. It is very rare to ask him for an undergraduate thesis, and no matter what, you have to give a little face.

But at the moment, Lin Wenda still has a project in hand, and in his busy schedule, he doesn't have much time to review papers.

He casually forwarded the thesis to the students under him, asking them to read it first. If it's something mundane, don't waste your time.

According to his thinking, he is already a graduate student. Isn't it easy to read some undergraduate papers?

...

"...The teacher is always like this, asking me to do such trivial things. Things like changing papers, can't be written by a rookie, let me write everything again?"

Wang Lili was watching a movie with her boyfriend, when she suddenly received this message, she couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

The life of a graduate student is so hard, and I often have to help the teacher with chores.

Her tutor has already made the calculations, and what she gives is her own business. There is no manual labor such as running errands and delivering couriers, and she will not let students postpone graduation for no reason, and there are no gossip incidents such as unspoken rules.

Anyway, after this period of time, it will pass.

"If I want to study for a Ph.D. in the future, I will have to work hard for so many years!"

Think about it and don't want to read.

But for the sake of my own future, I still have to suffer slowly.

Opening the paper casually, Wang Lili was suddenly elated when she saw the title of the paper and the word "Zhang Yuan" written in the column of the author.

Ha ha!

Cool!