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Chapter 439 Could he be the god of mathematics?

As a mathematics professor, I realize that everyone is on the path of pioneering new frontiers in mathematics.

Even if it's not at the very forefront, it's certainly at the very edge.

But the boundary also has edges and corners, and the leading edge of the arrow.

Nobody wants to be doing only peripheral or minor tasks.

Tang Jingya was the same.

Her research areas are fractal geometry and fractional calculus.

In layman's terms, it is the study of "non-integer" dimensions.

For example, normally speaking, it is one-dimensional, two-dimensional, and three-dimensional.

However, the fields she studies are 1.15-dimensional, 2.24-dimensional, 6.18-dimensional, and 11.11-dimensional.

Yes, it is such a peculiar research field.

It can also be understood that she is studying a kind of "fragmented" space.

Everything in this space is fragmented, incomplete, and discontinuous, hence the term "fractal geometry."

She spent her entire life stuck on one question: how to define an "effective" derivative in a "fragmented" "fragmented" space.

This research field seems quite peculiar.

But in reality, the world is fractal in nature; a perfect sphere exists only in theory, as does a perfect dimension.

The human world is not a perfect three-dimensional world either.

The world is fragmented, and her research is about understanding and interpreting this fragmented world.

Just like the coursework she assigned to Tang Yiping, it was continuous, yet discontinuous.

This is a great undertaking, but great undertakings only favor great people.

Tang Jingya is clearly not.

She was ambitious when she chose this field, but as she got older and her mental capacity declined, she still did not achieve anything.

She thought that was the end of it all.

Being a good teacher and placing her hopes on the next generation is all she can do.

But just now, after seeing this formula, countless thoughts, countless formulas, and the countless days and nights she had pondered all seemed to surge back in those ten minutes or so.

Then reorder.

Countless possibilities, countless ideas, countless directions have emerged...

All her academic papers in her life pale in comparison to these illegible formulas.

This formula, which looked like it was written off the cuff, overturned everything she had learned.

She instinctively felt that this was impossible.

There is no such formula.

However, it couldn't be wrong, because it's too beautiful.

It's like a perfect identity, an identity that reveals the truth.

It's as if someone high above drew a line and told her, "You ants, follow this line and you can cross this river. This is the truth."

However, even though she already had countless options, she still couldn't figure out what to do next.

Just a little bit more, just a little bit more.

The truth is about to be revealed.

This may be the cruelest thing in the world.

The truth was right in front of her, but she was just an ant.

It is impossible to take another inch.

So this is the difference between mortals and gods.

Some people, by simply submitting an assignment, have solved a problem that they could never solve in their entire lives, even rendering the lives of half the people in that field meaningless.

But even with such a miracle right in front of her, she couldn't understand it.

She subconsciously reached out and touched her face.

Her face was covered in tears, which had long since turned cold.

No, no, no, I still have hope.

If I can just get him to explain it to me, I'll understand.

Just explain it!
I can then enter a temple I've never been to before! That's the realm of God!

Her tears grew colder, but her heart beat faster and faster.

There is a genius in our school!
There is a mathematical genius!
No, he's not a genius, he's a god of mathematics!

What's his name?

what do you say that is?

Why can't I remember?
"Dong dong dong dong dong!"

In the quiet mathematics department office building, only the dull sound of banging against the wall could be heard.

……

Tang Yiping continued walking along the quiet school road.

The dim streetlights stretched into the distance, and even the students who used to jog late into the night were few and far between.

Tang Yiping saw someone walking towards him from a distance, holding a white cane.

"Hirako?"

"Old Xu? What are you doing out so late?" Tang Yiping asked.

"I was worried you weren't back yet, it's too late," Xu Songnian said. "How's your homework? Did you hand it in?"

Hearing Tang Yiping remain silent, Xu Songnian said, "Don't worry, it's just an assignment. Haven't you already learned it? Just study hard from now on, it'll be fine."

Old Xu, you have no idea how terrible mathematical analysis and mathematical analysis teachers are!

Study hard?
I really want to study hard, but mathematical analysis doesn't want me to!

Tang Yiping thought to himself.

"Come on, go back and get some rest. You've been exhausted these past two days. I'll take you out for a big meal tomorrow to celebrate! At least you learned something, right?"

Right, at least I learned it.

Thinking about it carefully, isn't this something worth celebrating?

Even if I were to fail a course, that would be a long time from now.

I did have a chance to struggle.

Tang Yiping recalled the knowledge he had learned, and surprisingly, he had not forgotten it. It was still firmly imprinted in his cerebral cortex, and he did not seem to mind that his cerebral cortex was too smooth.

Sure enough, math won't let you down, because if you don't know it, you just don't know it!
Thinking about it this way, Tang Yiping became happy again.

I am grateful to Teacher Tang for her integrity. Even if I miss a single class, as long as I pass the math exam, she will still give me the points!
I will study hard! I will pass the math analysis exam!

I'll go study with Xing Ge tomorrow!

No, tonight I'm going to battle with Van Lager for several minutes until late at night!
Wait, let's skip today, I still have women's clothing to save.

"Hurry up!" Tang Yiping said to Xu Songnian, "Go back quickly! I have a life-or-death matter to attend to tonight!"

Something life-threatening?
"If I don't hurry back, I'm going to dress as a woman!" Tang Yiping said.

Xu Songnian: "???"

He discovered that young people are abstract, something he already knew and was mentally prepared for.

but……

He never knew that young people today could be so abstract.

"What women's clothing?" Xu Songnian asked.

"They're holding a C programming competition online, and whoever wins, I have to dress up as a woman..."

Xu Songnian: "??????"

What a strange hobby!
Sure enough, just a second ago, I still didn't understand what abstract meant!

Why did you agree to this?

"I didn't agree to that. I agreed to something else..."

"That?"

"This is a long story..."

So, it's best not to say anything.

If you don't believe I can't save my math skills, I can't save my crossdressing!
I'd rather die than crossdress!

(End of this chapter)