Just turned over a new leaf and became a wise and intelligent student

Chapter 260: Institute of Mathematics, Kyoto University
It was near the end of the midterm and classes were finishing one after another.

It’s just that the exam time has not been scheduled yet, and perhaps in a while the annoying exam week will come.

Fortunately, Xu Qingshan did not have this worry, as he always finished his exams ahead of time.

But Jiang Huanxi needs to spend time reviewing. It’s not that the little ostrich is a bad student, but she is now striving to get full marks in all subjects. Xu Qingshan’s level of talent and achievement is unattainable, but at least among a group of normal geniuses, she has to strive to be the best.

"It seems there is no snow outside. I'm going to go out for a while."

Jiang Huanxi was curled up on the lazy sofa reading a book. Xu Qingshan stood up from the desk and turned around to say something.

"Then you should wear these shoes, they are non-slip and thicker, so you don't get cold."

Jiang Huanxi subconsciously got up and ran to Xu Qingshan to get his shoes. Her movements were skillful and natural, just like what she saw her mother do every time her father was about to go out at home.

"Well, stay at home."

Jiang Huanxi buttoned up Xu Qingshan's shirt, and Xu Qingshan reached out and gently rubbed her head.

"I'll wait for you to come back for dinner."

Jiang Huanxi acted like a virtuous young wife and sent Xu Qingshan out the door.

The first snow in the capital did not come early, nor was it heavy, but it lasted a little long, from last night to today.

Xu Qingshan contacted Ye Xincheng and walked towards Huaqing University in the ankle-deep snow.

Even though Kyoto University was covered with a thin layer of snow on the weekend, it was still bustling.

Every path on campus has footprints left by students, and there are also passages that have been cleared by people hired by the school logistics department.

Even if the snow could cover their lower bodies, these students from Kyoto University would not necessarily give up studying in the library and classrooms. If they needed to do experiments on the weekends, they would probably find ways to swim in the snow to the laboratory to do the experiments, even if the snow could cover them.

Ordinary people often think that geniuses are only strong in talent.

In fact, the focus they put into the careers they love is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"It's all in here. I'll call you to come with me when we go."

Ye Xincheng stood in front of Xu Qingshan with a listless look on his face, wearing a thick down jacket. After handing the bag to Xu Qingshan, he put his hands in his pockets and sniffed from time to time.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you make an appointment with Qianqian to watch the first snow last night? Why are you so listless?"

Xu Qingshan took the bag, took it out and looked at it, confirmed that nothing was missing, and joked to Ye Xincheng curiously.

Ye Xincheng sniffed his nose.

"I went to watch the snow with Qianqian, but we played snowballs too hard and she caught a cold and even had a fever."

"Have a fever?"

Xu Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ye Xincheng with a strange expression.

"What kind of snowball fight did you have that caused you to be like this? One of you has a cold and the other has a fever? Didn't you send her to the hospital? She hasn't been moving today?"

Ye Xincheng looked at Xu Qingshan's expression, his brain froze for a few seconds, and then he shook his head suddenly.

"No, she said no, and she was the one who dragged me back last night. Oh, and she hasn't replied to my message today. I thought she overslept."

Ye Xincheng scratched his head and only then realized something was wrong.

"Why don't you go and ask?"

Xu Qingshan raised his foot and kicked him.

"Okay, I'll go over right now!"

Ye Xincheng suddenly became more alert and hurried back to the dormitory to get his things and go find Ye Qianqian.

"If you need any help, feel free to call me. Huanxi and I are always here."

Xu Qingshan did not rashly accompany Ye Xincheng.

If Ye Qianqian's condition is not serious, then that would be her little time.

If the situation is serious, they can go over to help at any time. After all, Xu Qingshan also has to return to Peking University.

Fortunately.

Ye Xincheng replied quickly, saying that Ye Qianqian was fine and her fever had subsided, and she was just sleeping and resting.

Relieved, Xu Qingshan sent a message to Jiang Huanxi and briefly explained the situation. Then he carried the bag and headed towards the Institute of Mathematics of Peking University.

The establishment of the Institute of Mathematics of Kyoto University is under the School of Mathematical Sciences of Kyoto University.

Moreover, the Institute of Mathematics has a system that is widely praised in Peking University. The personnel of the Institute of Mathematics are rotated every two years. Some teachers who are active in teaching and research, especially young teachers, are transferred to the institute to work for two years at an appropriate stage for them. This allows them to have some time without being disturbed by complicated teaching tasks and to concentrate on scientific research in their main direction.

It took Xu Qingshan a long time to find the workplace where he had never reported.

This is a small building surrounded by snow-covered bushes. It is simple yet elegant. The exterior walls are coated with a simple beige coating, which blends in with the snow in the suburbs and looks clean and shiny.

Xu Qingshan came to this seemingly inconspicuous small building. Compared with other large teaching buildings, it was not majestic at all and looked a bit cramped, but the sign of the Institute of Mathematics of Beijing University was shining brightly in the snow.

It is in this small building that countless scientific research results and national fund projects have been born.

Standing in front of the building, Xu Qingshan could sense the quietness and peace inside.

That kind of atmosphere is absolutely incomparable to the impetuousness of the outside world.

This place is like the legendary Enlightenment Cliff and Qingxin Temple. Even the most naughty monkey will be purified by the peace and tranquility when he arrives here, and practice meditation in a calm and peaceful mind.

"Oh? Is it Qingshan who is here?"

Someone was walking in the corridor of the building. When he noticed someone standing outside the door, he glanced casually, then took a step back, turned around and walked towards the door, and greeted Xu Qingshan.

Xu Qingshan looked and saw the man coming out from the dim corridor of the small building. Then he could see clearly who it was.

Zong Chuanming just won the second prize of the National Natural Science Award this year. He was also the winner of the Chern Mathematics Award and the von Prechtl Medal in previous years.

When Xu Qingshan first came to school, Zong Chuanming was also there.

"Teacher Zong?"

Xu Qingshan was a little surprised.

Zong Chuanming’s presence was not very strong before, because his research areas were mainly in the fields of spherical stacking and mathematical geometry, which were not very related to Xu Qingshan, and he also seemed to be not very talkative.

"You're finally here. We've kept your workstation for you."

Zong Chuanming wasn't wearing very thick clothes, so when he came out to talk, his nose turned a little red.

"Teacher Zong, let's go in first. It's cold outside."

The two entered the building.

"Come on, I'll take you to your workstation. There's nothing there yet. If you need anything, go and tell the logistics department and someone will bring it to you."

Zong Chuanming seems to be in a good mood today.

I don’t know if it was because I saw Xu Qingshan or because the project had achieved some small results.

Xu Qingshan followed Zong Chuanming up to the second floor and walked to the end of the corridor. They came to an office that looked quite large. The office was very simple, just an ordinary cement room. The floor had been treated, but it looked very gray.

There is a large bookcase in the room, which is as big as half a wall. On the other side, there is a desk facing the door and a wooden chair.

Behind the chair is a wooden window that looks quite old, with snow piled up in the corners.

"Teacher Zong, am I the only one in this room?"

Xu Qingshan asked with some curiosity.

Just as he came from the corridor, he saw that some rooms had two or three people sitting opposite the table. Judging from the signs on those rooms, those were probably the places where postdoctoral fellows and some young professors were transferred to become assistant researchers.

I am also an assistant researcher, but my salary seems to be a bit above the standard.

"Yes, I made room for you. After all, your research is important." Zong Chuanming said as a matter of course.

"It's just that this room hasn't been cleaned recently. Let me help you with it later."

"It's okay, I can do it myself, you take a good rest."

Xu Qingshan shuddered.

There is no reason to ask the teacher for help.

"What's the big deal? I just rest by doing some physical work that doesn't require any brainpower."

Zong Chuanming glanced at Xu Qingshan.

"Besides, I am also the deputy director of the institute, so it is my responsibility to arrange a good environment for you."

Xu Qingshan's forehead was covered with sweat.

On the first day at work, the deputy director helped clean up?
Teacher, don't do that.

"Isn't that even more inappropriate? I can do it myself."

Xu Qingshan said, but was interrupted by Zong Chuanming.

"Stop dawdling, young man. I'll be changing my job in two months anyway, so why don't you make use of my remaining energy? Do you think I'm not good enough to clean for you?"

After Zong Chuanming said this, Xu Qingshan didn't dare to say a word.

Say something.

These teachers at Kyoto University really cannot be judged by common sense.

Zong Chuanming took Xu Qingshan to fetch a bucket of water, and the old man and the young man started to clean up, chatting as they did so.

"Teacher Zong, it's only since I came to our Institute of Mathematics that I have a deeper understanding of a sentence."

"What, what are you talking about?"

Xu Qingshan could tell from what he heard that Mr. Zong was definitely from the north, or North China. As for which province he was from, his accent was not very strong and it was difficult to tell.

Xu Qingshan quite liked the atmosphere of the Institute of Mathematics, and he also had a good impression of teachers like Lao Zong, so he thought about it and praised him sincerely.

“The greatness of a university is not the size of its buildings, but the size of its masters.”

Xu Qingshan had a serious expression and was deeply touched.

This was indeed the atmosphere and aura he felt when he came to the small building of the Institute of Mathematics. When he came over just now, the researchers, postdoctoral fellows, and doctoral students all saw him, but they just glanced at him briefly and didn't take it to heart, as if they didn't care at all about him, the troublemaker who had caused a stir in the mathematics community a while ago.

People like Zong Chuanming, a deputy director who was awarded the title of Outstanding Young Scientist a few years ago, are not arrogant. If he says he wants to help you clean, he will really take off his coat, roll up his sleeves, pick up a rag and start doing the work.

Half a person was hanging on the cabinet, stretching his arms to wipe the top of the cabinet.

Xu Qingshan was so scared that he was afraid that Old Deng would get hurt.

"Oh."

As a result, Zong Chuanming did not react when he heard Xu Qingshan's exquisite flattery.

He simply said "oh", raised his face that looked a bit like Wang Qianyuan, and continued to wipe the table for Xu Qingshan with dead eyes.

"Teacher Zong, don't you think this is very similar to the atmosphere of our Institute of Mathematics?"

Xu Qingshan asked.

“Like, but.”

Zong Chuanming turned around, stopped wiping the rag in his hand, looked at Xu Qingshan and said.

"This sentence was said by Mr. Mei Yiqi, the first president of Huaqing University next door."

After saying that, Lao Zong continued to wipe the table.

Xu Qingshan was ashamed.

If we have to characterize the dispute between Huaqing University and Peking University, it is a family scandal.

But he used Huaqing's famous saying to praise Peking University, which in the old man's eyes was like his own child slapping his own tiger's butt.

However, the person who said this was Xu Qingshan, and Lao Zong was not a deep-rooted old Jingda. He was transferred here. Although he was also affected and had deep feelings for Jingda, he only simply pointed out the problem at this time.

"Next time you want to praise me like this, you should go visit our school history museum."

Zong Chuanming spoke again.

"Yan Fu, the first president of Peking University, also said that a university should be inclusive and accept all kinds of ideas to achieve its greatness."

"Don't act like we don't have our own famous sayings at Kyoto University. We have as many famous people as our neighbors."

Xu Qingshan clearly saw the expression of disgust and complacency on Zong Chuanming's face.

"Ok."

Xu Qingshan scratched his head.

"You kid, you should read more books in the future, accumulate more knowledge, and prepare some famous quotes of your own."

The two of them packed up and found a stool in the room to sit down. Zong Chuanming took a sip of hot water from his thermos cup. He had just passed the corridor to get hot water from the water room.

"Why are you preparing famous quotes?"

Xu Qingshan does come up with many golden sentences. It would be fine if he could just come up with them on the spot during the interview. I don't know what Zong Chuanming means.

Can you force yourself to use famous quotes during an interview?

"Of course, I'll keep it so it can be put in the school history museum later, right?"

Zong Chuanming looked at Xu Qingshan with a little contempt, as if to say, "You kid didn't even think of this."

"Enter the school history museum?"

Xu Qingshan blinked.

"Haven't you almost proved Zhou's conjecture and twin primes? You haven't published them yet, so you must be waiting to publish them when you go to Princeton, right?"

Lao Zong is well aware of how young people show off. He is just getting older, not that he doesn't surf anymore.

Moreover, Lao Zong really likes to read novels. The ones he reads are not fantasy novels, but urban pretentious novels.

"You also know this?"

"What do you mean by old man? What are you looking at me with? I'm only 45, okay?"

Zong Chuanming gave Xu Qingshan another look of disdain.

"I am one year younger than your old Chen."

Xu Qingshan had nothing to say.

"Anyway, after you get those two, your task target at the Institute of Mathematics will be fulfilled. You can do whatever you want from now on. If you need Lao Chen to come over and help you, just tell Dean Tian, ​​and he will definitely go find Principal Zhou and ask Lao Chen to take over the job at the beginning of next year."

Zong Chuanming drank the hot water, breathed out a warm breath, and felt very happy.

"Anyway, you came and gave me two achievements while I was in office."

Xu Qingshan:
"Oh, right."

Zong Chuanming put down the thermos cup, looked at Xu Qingshan's large and empty office after cleaning, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly asked.

"Lao Xu, do you want college students?"

Xu Qingshan’s fists hardened.

Teacher Zong, could you please not be so funny?
You think I haven't seen "The Horse Herder"?
Rehabilitation, rehabilitation!
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(End of this chapter)