Is not being able to do as you please also called rebirth?

Chapter 135 Yan Jin's Treachery

On the first day after the National Day holiday, Jiang Xun asked for leave again; he really didn't want to attend a single basic course.

However, he wasn't without sense. He could skip classes, but he had to make sure he memorized the material. So, the first thing he did after asking for leave was to see his advisor, Professor Gao Wen.

Of the freshmen in this year's Yuanpei College, Professor Gao Wen only agreed to mentor Jiang Xun, making him Professor Gao Wen's only junior disciple.

When he arrived at Professor Gao Wen's office, several senior students were discussing issues with him. Jiang Xun recognized one or two of them; they were all doctoral students.

Jiang Xun originally planned to wait outside before going in, but Professor Gao Wen called him inside directly.

"Go and do your own research. Come back and tell me when you have a conclusion," Professor Gao Wen said to the people in the office, effectively dismissing them.

He then looked at Jiang Xun, his attitude softening, a slight smile appearing on his face:
"You were taking leave every few days before the holiday even started. Have you had enough fun yet? Shouldn't you come back and get back to doing some serious academic work?"

His completely different attitude made several graduate and doctoral students who were planning to leave stop in their tracks.

Whether they knew Jiang Xun or not, everyone was filled with curiosity about him.

Who exactly is this junior student? He published a monograph in computer science right after enrolling, which was used as a textbook for computer science graduate students, and a paper in mathematics was indexed by SCI.

His outstanding performance in both computer science and mathematics seems a bit too dazzling, which makes him seem somewhat abnormal.

Jiang Xun nodded to the senior students, then looked at Professor Gao Wen and respectfully replied:
"Teacher, I have almost finished self-studying the basic courses and some elective courses in the college, so I usually ask for leave to study professional knowledge. I am also writing a thesis during the National Day holiday."

"Oh?" Professor Gao Wen was taken aback. "You self-studied all the basic courses and those few electives?"

The graduate and doctoral students who had not yet left the office exchanged glances, and each of them saw a strange look in each other's eyes.

It's only been a month since the start of the semester, and this junior student actually claims that he has finished studying all the basic and elective courses on his own?
Could it be that this junior brother truly possesses an astonishingly rare learning ability?
Not only were the graduate and doctoral students skeptical, but even Professor Gao Wen was doubtful.

Jiang Xun, too lazy to prove anything to them, simply took out the USB drive and handed it to Professor Gao Wen, saying:
"Teacher, these are the papers I've written recently. Two of them are in the field of computer science, one on parallel and distributed computing, and the other on software engineering and methodology."

"The other two articles are in mathematics, one about the application of Euler's formula in the representation of wave functions. Could you please take a look at them when you have time?"

Jiang Xun actually had another paper in biology, but he didn't plan to let Professor Gao Wen see it. Instead, he planned to find time to let Professor Yan Jin take a look and thank her for the recommendation.

Professor Gao Wen subconsciously took the USB drive from Jiang Xun, and then plugged it into the computer in front of everyone and started watching.

Jiang Xun's senior brothers and sisters were both curious and surprised. Even they wouldn't dare to easily try the two fields that Jiang Xun was researching, but Jiang Xun not only did it, but also produced finished papers.

I just don't know how good the paper is. After all, it's easy to write, but whether it can be published is another matter entirely.

Although these senior students had very precious time, they all tacitly stayed in the office, just like Jiang Xun, waiting for Professor Gao Wen's evaluation.

call!
More than an hour later, Professor Gao Wen quickly skimmed through all three papers Jiang Xun had given him. He didn't quite understand the math paper, but he was impressed by it nonetheless. As for the two computer science papers…

"These two papers hardly need any revisions. Just take them back and publish them in IEEE. They will most likely be indexed by SCI."

Professor Gao Wen said with some emotion that he finally realized he might not have picked up a treasure, but a pervert.

Is it really possible for a normal person to produce four papers in just one month of enrollment, two in computer science and two in mathematics, and almost all of them have the potential to be indexed by SCI?

Even Professor Gao Wen had such an exclamation, while the others in the office were stunned into silence.

They believed their mentor wouldn't speak without reason or make things up, but his statement that Jiang Xun's two computer science papers might be indexed by SCI still left everyone in disbelief.

This is just a freshman! This is absolutely outrageous!
At this point, anyone with a modicum of common sense wouldn't question academic fraud. You can fabricate one paper, but two or three? How utterly deranged would you have to be to do something like that?

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After leaving Professor Gao Wen's office, Jiang Xun went straight to the Centennial Memorial Hall on the Yenching Campus, where Peking University's autumn club recruitment was being held.

He and Song Ziyan had agreed to meet at 10 o'clock, but Song Ziyan had to be late because of class matters, so Jiang Xun went ahead to check on her.

While passing by Weiming Lake, I unexpectedly saw a beautiful figure.

She wore a long, dark gray trench coat and pencil pants, with a matching round-neck shirt underneath. Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, obscuring half of her stunningly beautiful face.

Although the full face cannot be seen, based on this fleeting glimpse of her stunning beauty, there is no doubt that she can only be Yan Jin, a professor at the School of Biomedical Sciences.

She held a coffee in one hand and answered a phone call with the other. Her voice was clear and refreshing, like a mountain spring, soothing the soul. "I'll take them to the airport first thing tomorrow morning. You can focus on your business trip."

"If there's anything you need to buy and take back, just let me know. I happen to have some time this afternoon."

"I'll hang up now if there's nothing else."

Jiang Xun deliberately slowed his pace and kept a sufficient distance from Yan Jin, not intending to eavesdrop on her phone call, but perhaps his physical condition was too good, as his hearing had also been enhanced.

So even though we were quite far apart, I could still clearly hear her on the phone.

It sounded like she was talking to her family, which piqued Jiang Xun's curiosity. Could it be Professor Yan's husband?

Rumor has it that Professor Yan is married, but no one has ever seen what her husband looks like; they only know that he is a successful businessman.

At this moment, Yan Jin also noticed Jiang Xun approaching. She didn't think Jiang Xun could hear her on the phone, and even if he did, it wouldn't matter.

"Teacher Yan." Jiang Xun walked up to Yan Jin and nodded politely in greeting. Unlike the respect shown by other students, he greeted Yan Jin with an attitude of appreciation and admiration.

Yan Jin clearly noticed this as well. The student's gaze towards her remained calm throughout, devoid of the nervousness and trepidation typical of students. Instead, there was a kind of admiration that Yan Jin couldn't quite discern—whether it was the affection between men or simply appreciation.

But no matter which one it was, it made her feel a little strange. Why would this teenager have such a look and such a mindset?

This piqued her curiosity as a biological scientist. Her intuition told her that this boy was somewhat different; he seemed shrouded in mystery, making him difficult to see clearly.

As a professor at Peking University, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she had heard some things about Jiang Xun.

Whether it's writing books, composing songs, playing basketball, or demonstrating his knowledge in the fields of computers and mathematics.

The world has never lacked geniuses, but this guy seems to be a bit too genius. Yan Jin really wants to cut open his head to see what's inside.

Jiang Xun felt a chill run down his spine under Yan Jin's strange gaze. He forced a smile and said:
"Teacher Yan, you're busy, I have to go now." After saying that, he prepared to slip away.

"What's the panic?" Yan Jin's calm words made Jiang Xun stop in his tracks, unable to make a run for it.

"You got a perfect score on the science section of the college entrance exam. Do you have any research experience in biomedicine?" Yan Jin slowly took a sip of her coffee and turned to look at Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun was taken aback. He hadn't originally planned to show Yan Jin his biology paper for the time being; he would at least wait a while.

But since Yan Jin had asked, he had no reason to hide anything and answered directly:

"I have indeed taught myself some university-level biology knowledge, and I recently wrote a paper on 'reinforcement learning-driven brain-computer interface decoding optimization,' and I'm planning to ask you, Professor Yan, for your help."

Hearing Jiang Xun's words, Yan Jin was slightly taken aback. She had only asked casually, but she didn't expect that there was such a thing. Now she really had to wonder if Jiang Xun's brain was different from that of a normal person. How could she learn everything so well?

"Go back and send it to my email, I'll take a look and give you my feedback."

"Okay, teacher, I'll be going now." Jiang Xun continued preparing to slip away, feeling that Yan Jin was plotting something against him.

"Where are you going?" Yan Jin, contrary to his usual cold and indifferent demeanor, actually took the initiative to inquire about Jiang Xun's whereabouts.

"Let's go to the memorial hall and see how the clubs are recruiting new members," Jiang Xun answered honestly.

"I'll go with you and take a look," Yan Jin said casually.

Jiang Xun was stunned. Was this still the Yan Jin he knew? The Peking University goddess who was indifferent to everything and only cared about her academic research? She was actually interested in club recruitment? What a joke.

However, Jiang Xun had no reason to refuse, so he could only nod and say, "Okay."

The two walked side by side toward the memorial hall. Yan Jin was tall and had a powerful presence, while Jiang Xun was also tall, upright, and composed. The scene seemed unusually harmonious, attracting the attention of passersby and students.

Just like the scene on the day Jiang Xun entered school, the two walked together without saying a word, which seemed a bit awkward. Of course, Yan Jin probably didn't feel it; it was only Jiang Xun who felt awkward.

He felt he should find a topic to talk about, and after thinking for a moment, he asked:
"Teacher Yan, are you married?"

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