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

Chapter 379 Liu Ruochuan remained silent, just empathizing
Even if Xu Qingshan has a good figure, his height is there, so his weight cannot be really low.

Liu Ruochuan doesn't exercise very often. In the past few months, he has obviously gained a lot of weight after returning.

I was too fat and not tall enough, so I sprained my waist when I exerted force.

"Brother, take it easy."

Xu Qingshan looked at Liu Ruochuan's condition, shook his head helplessly and said with a smile.

"Don't just lie in bed and do nothing right after you've achieved your goal. If you do, I'll have to help you get on the podium."

"Hey, hey, hey, stop making sarcastic remarks and give me a hand, give me a hand!"

Liu Ruochuan was groaning and grimacing in pain.

Zhang Ke also came over to lend a hand, and the two of them helped Liu Ruchuan to rest on the sofa next to the coffee table.

Although Zhang Ke is not good at speaking, he is a warm-hearted person. He helped Liu Ruochuan to hold on, and was busy getting hot water and putting a hot water bag on Liu Ruochuan's waist.

After he recovered and felt less pain, Liu Ruchuan started to joke with himself.

"What do you think? I'm not even married yet. Will it affect my chances of dating and having a baby in the future?"

Liu Ruochuan covered his waist with one hand and said with a grin.

"When I think about the pain just now, it's really uncomfortable. But when I think about the fact that we are about to solve the p-adic Hodge theory conjecture, hey, I don't feel the pain anymore..."

"Okay, stop hurting and stop talking."

Xu Qingshan raised his hand and patted him on the waist, and Liu Ruchuan began to gasp again.

"I have been very busy these past few days. Leave the summer camp to me. You can take a good rest for a few days. After that, you can pick a few people to accompany you to complete the follow-up work."

Given Liu Ruchuan's condition, there is no way he can attend the summer camp for guaranteed graduate school with full attendance.

Fortunately, Xu Qingshan also understands what Liu Ruchuan understands.

He can perfectly replace Liu Ruochuan's guidance role in the summer camp, that is, giving twice as many lectures and guiding twice as many students.

Under normal circumstances, Xu Qingshan would definitely push it away.

But this is a special case, so I just accepted it.

"I knew you wouldn't..."

Liu Ruchuan grabbed Xu Qingshan's hand and stared at him lovingly. Even Zhang Ke, who was standing next to him, shuddered and shook his head.

"Get lost! I won't let you write any more later."

Xu Qingshan mercilessly shook off Liu Ruochuan's hand, and wiped his hands with a wet towel with a look of disgust.

"Okay, Junior Brother, take care. Don't worry about me. If it doesn't work, ask Xiao Fang to send the students' homework and test papers to me. I can correct them even when I'm lying down."

Liu Ruchuan was just saying this out of politeness, but he didn't expect that he would actually set himself up for failure.

After Liu Ruchuan recovered, Xu Qingshan and others sent him to the Beijing University Hospital.

As a result, what was originally thought to be a simple back injury was successfully admitted to the school hospital ward because the part-time school doctor who came to see the patient kept shaking his head after touching the patient here and there.

After Liu Ruochuan went abroad, he ran around everywhere, and his sleep, which was already poor, became even worse due to his extremely disordered schedule.

So the heart, torso, and neck are not in good condition.

This part-time school doctor who came to see patients was also a professor at the School of Medicine of Jingcheng University. He was so authoritative that Liu Ruchuan had to obey his advice.

Fortunately, these schools will reimburse you.

According to the old professor of medicine.

"You young people should not overdraw your bodies just because of your temporary achievements. You should learn how to maintain your health, preferably from your teenage years... But you should stay in the school hospital. The school hospital fees will be paid by the school system, so you don't have to pay. If you go to an off-campus hospital, even if it is the affiliated hospital of our Kyoto University School of Medicine, it will cost a lot to cure all your minor ailments..."

Xu Qingshan couldn't stand it, so he left Liu Ruchuan in the school hospital to be taught by the old professor alone, and ran away, leaving only a message: "Take good rest and I'll wait for you to come back."

The next day.

Liu Ruochuan looked at the pile of papers in front of him with a frown on his face.

He was now resting on one of the rare beds in the school hospital, but the backrest of his bed was raised so that he seemed to be sitting. In front of him was a table with his thesis on it. Fang Yunhai was also sitting next to him with an innocent look on his face.

"Did Xu Qingshan really ask you to bring these over for me to review? Is this how he lets me recuperate?"

Liu Ruochuan asked Fang Yunhai with a dark face.

Fang Yunhai wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He was caught between the two big guys in the laboratory, which really made it difficult for him to survive. Fortunately, Xu Qingshan had already given him the key props when he gave him instructions before he came.

Seeing Liu Ruochuan's confused face, Fang Yunhai took out his mobile phone from his arms, opened an audio media file and started playing it.

"Take care, Junior Brother. Don't worry about me..."

Liu Ruchuan didn't need to listen any more.

His face became even darker, but the black face just now was directed at Fang Yunhai and Xu Qingshan, and now the black face was directed at himself.

I actually said these words myself.

only……

Xu Qingshan, you are not even worthy of being a human being!
Is there anyone who is so wary of his senior brother? What happened? Did you even bother to record the conversation at that time?

If Xu Qingshan knew that Liu Ruchuan's mental activities were so active, he would definitely give him two more stacks. After all, this matter really had nothing to do with him.

The recording was given to Xu Qingshan by Zhang Ke, who looked harmless.

Because he has worked in some special companies, he has developed the habit of carrying a recorder with him and starting loop recording when doing experiments and tests at work.

As a result, when he heard Liu Ruchuan's words in the morning, he keenly realized the importance of the conversation at that time, and he immediately intercepted it and sent it to Xu Qingshan.

"Boss...if there's nothing else, I'll leave first?"

Fang Yunhai stood up, packed his things, and was about to leave when he seemed to suddenly think of something. When he reached the door of the ward, he turned around and gave instructions.

"By the way, Boss, I'll come get it from you after get off work tonight. Try to finish the revisions as soon as possible so that Boss Xu doesn't come to you in person. Come on."

"you!"

Liu Ruochuan was so angry that he almost picked up the paper and wanted to throw it at Fang Yunhai, but he saw Fang Yunhai quickly hid out of the room, so he withdrew his hand.

Calm down and think carefully. If you really throw the paper over, it might be torn up by Xu Qingshan in the evening.

Thinking about Xu Qingshan's fighting ability, Liu Ruochuan calmly looked at the paper.

But this time, he saw himself as red and warm.

"No? What are these things that were sent over?"

Liu Ruochuan stared at the paper in his hand with eyes wide open.

"Xu Qingshan, you are not making fun of me, are you?"

Liu Ruochuan tried for the 108th time to hold down the test papers that were still curling up stubbornly in the ward. The heartbeat curve on the monitor twitched violently as he turned the pages, like a medical diagram of a heart attack caused by a student's paper.

"Gauss would have to change his major after seeing your derivation of p-adic numbers!"

He gritted his teeth and drew a crying cat head on a paper.

"Oh no, Gauss never had a chance to see p-adic numbers."

The monitor beeped sharply.

When the nurse rushed in, she saw the researcher, who had sprained his waist, suffered from kidney deficiency, heart leakage and was in a confused state of mind, pinching his Ren Zhong with one hand and with his other hand tremblingly writing on a paper "Recommend admission to New Oriental's chef program."

The paper spread out on the table clearly stated the process of deducing the proportions of hot pot base, and it was clearly proposed at the beginning that "the role of analytic number theory in condensed matter physics is analogized by the proportions of hot pot base."

This guy also thoughtfully marked it as "slightly spicy is observable, medium spicy is in superposition, and extremely spicy is directly collapsed."

The nurse came in and took a look, helped him adjust the parameters, and told him to pay attention to controlling his emotions, try to get more rest, and be less excited.

When leaving the ward, the nurse glanced at Liu Ruchuan without leaving a trace.

"He looks like a decent professor, but how come he is in such poor health at such a young age? Is it because those who study abroad spend so much time and energy?"

Liu Ruochuan had no idea that he had been inexplicably labeled as an overseas playboy.

He looked at the ventilator tube swaying in the wind on the windowsill, and suddenly understood why Mr. Yang Zhenning said, "The end of physics is Buddhism." He also understood why some other predecessors believed that "the end of mathematics is theology."

He now wanted to sit down and turn into a relic or a statue of a god that could automatically grade papers.

Liu Ruochuan remained silent, just expressing empathy.

In the University Hospital of Beijing University, a young and promising scholar is about to come out with top results in his field, make a name for himself and once again heat up the "Xu Qingshan concept stock" in the scientific research and academic circles. However, at this time, he is sad because of all kinds of weird papers written by his students.

Some people may find this strange.

Aren't all the students who are able to participate in this summer camp for guaranteed admission to graduate school jointly organized by Beijing University and Huaqing University outstanding students from prestigious universities?
Moreover, before they came to the camp, didn’t they all pass the questions set by Xu Qingshan, and performed very well, demonstrating strong logical thinking and scientific research literacy?

How come things became such a mess after just a few days at Peking University?

This is of course inseparable from the guidance of Xu Qingshan and the group of weird guys under Xu Qingshan.

Although Xu Qingshan's first appearance in the summer camp brought some very bad news to these young people, that is, the extremely cruel and high elimination rate of this summer camp.

But they were only nervous and tormented for the first two days.

In the first two days, Fang Yunhai and Zhang Ke were still leading the team. Teachers from other colleges of Jingcheng University and Huaqing University would follow up for a while to prevent any mistakes.

Just when everyone felt that everything was in order, the teachers left one after another and handed over full power to Xu Qingshan and his team.

The style of this summer camp for guaranteed admission to graduate school suddenly changed.

Everyone knows it.

The elimination results will only be announced at the end of the summer camp, but if you feel that you are not doing well during the summer camp, you can apply to withdraw and participate in other ones.

Originally, Xu Qingshan planned to use this to screen some students.

However, he never expected that due to Liu Ruochuan's injury, the second half of the lecture was notified to be given by Xu Qingshan.

Some students who were originally hesitant and wanted to apply to withdraw from the camp to participate in other summer camps immediately strengthened their determination.

Even if I missed some school summer camps and wasted some time, it would be worth it as long as I could attend a few more lectures by Xu Qingshan.
Moreover, the blind selection and blind review system allows these little guys to persevere without knowing the performance of others, with the mentality that it is better to live a miserable life than to die, and they will not be considered a loser until the end.

All of a sudden I felt completely relaxed.

Moreover, in Xu Qingshan's first lecture, he not only did not explain to them the mysteries of number theory, but also did not explain the analytical process of the twin prime conjecture.

Instead, he told them stories.

And it is euphemistically called "the sense of beauty and talent for capturing inspiration that a mathematician needs to complete an epic proof."

He actively encouraged students to try to construct relevant theories in the field of mathematics through concrete things in life or through completely abstract spatial imagination.

This is a teaching style that is completely different from the traditional Chinese higher mathematics education.

At the beginning, the students were actually a little uncomfortable.

After all, since they entered middle school until now when they were able to be admitted to graduate school, most of them have been completely immersed in a sea of ​​test questions.

Direct learning is more familiar to them.

Now Xu Qingshan's teaching method is more like making them dream back to their kindergarten and primary school days, when they looked at pictures, counted, practiced in stores and so on.

At first, they thought this seemed a little childish.

It was only because the person who proposed the idea was Xu Qingshan that they trusted him and did it first.

But as time went by, they increasingly felt the charm of what Xu Qingshan asked them to do.

In this process, they also seemed to have found their original intention for learning mathematics.

That kind of innocent heart full of interest and enthusiasm.

After the lecture, Xu Qingshan asked each of them to find out what they were most interested in and write an abstract paper.

Different from what Liu Ruochuan saw.

What Xu Qingshan wants to see is the abstract imagination and purity displayed by students in the transformation and contrast between concrete and abstract.

And his attempts did yield a lot.

"This student is good."

Xu Qingshan sat at his desk, put on a pair of plain glasses, and began to cosplay as a sixty-year-old professor correcting papers.

The pen in his hand dropped from time to time, circled and dotted the students' wild imaginations.

“This student is not bad either.”

"Is it really possible? These guys are talented and can be molded. It's a pity that there are only 12 places. How about accepting two more this year?"

Xu Qingshan pondered.

He really felt that these young people were quite to his liking.

Very insightful too.

"It's really hard to choose. I really don't know how the imperial examinations were used to select talents."

"Teacher! Teacher!"

Xu Qingshan was still happily annotating a paper when the office door was pushed open and Xue Xueqing rushed in startled, looking quite anxious.

"what happened?"

Xu Qingshan looked confused.

(End of this chapter)