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Chapter 60 Giving a Report! Inspiration from Ma Jianze...

The initial evaluation involves comparing the approximate transformation result of the higher-order formula with the original higher-order formula.

'Whether it's a higher-order formula or the transformation result, it's linear, allowing for calculation and comparison using a computer with a large number of numerical values...'

'Calculations can be performed by comparing different parts of the equation, and also by considering the equations or systems of equations containing higher-order formulas…'

'We need to retrieve the numerical calculations of the transformed equations and compare them with the values ​​at different positions...'

"Many factors can influence the process, so you can refer to their scoring mechanism..."

"..."

At the desk in the hotel room, Zhang Minghao began to study the material carefully, following his train of thought.

It would take all night to finish.

It seemed like only a moment's distraction, but the sky outside the window began to brighten.

He clarified all the logic, completed the operation mechanism of the 'scoring deviation correction system', and made a complete module operation diagram.

He got up and stretched.

Zhang Minghao opened the window, took a deep breath of fresh air, drew the curtains, and sent Meng Guoqing a message saying, "I need to catch up on sleep this morning."

Next, she sprawled out on the bed in a starfish shape, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

I woke up at 10 o'clock.

By the time we finished packing and rushed to the math center, it was almost lunchtime.

Zhang Minghao simply went to the restaurant, got his food, and waited for Meng Guoqing and the other two to enter.

The four of them then sat down at another table.

Huang Ming asked with concern, "You didn't come this morning, were you preparing a report? How's it going?"

"Uh~"

Zhang Minghao looked embarrassed for a moment, but still nodded and said, "There shouldn't be any problem."

Meng Guoqing laughed and said, "Is this your first time giving an academic presentation in public? It's normal to be nervous."

"Your research has already been published and adopted by several institutions, so don't be nervous. People are just listening."

"There's nothing to be nervous about."

Xue Fengzhu added, "The first time I gave a public presentation was when I was a visiting scholar in Pennsylvania. The audience consisted of a group of foreigners I didn't know."

"At the time, I thought, whether it's good or bad, that's it. Nobody cares if it's just a formality of research."

Meng Guoqing and Huang Ming both laughed.

They also recalled their first time giving a presentation. They were definitely nervous, but after giving the presentation, they didn't feel anything anymore.

As they were chatting and laughing, a few people sat down at a nearby table.

An old professor was watching this side the whole time.

He had his hair slicked back, wore square-framed glasses, and dressed in a Zhongshan suit, giving him the air of a leader.

Zhang Minghao glanced to the side, and his gaze met that of the old professor.

The other person called out uncertainly, "Zhang Minghao?"

"you are?"

Zhang Minghao turned around and asked a question. Seeing that the old professor had stood up, he also politely stood up and took the initiative to shake hands with him.

My tablemate introduced him, "This is Academician Chen Yonghui, Dean of the School of Mathematics at Wucheng University of Technology."

"Hello, Academician Chen."

Chen Yonghui patted Zhang Minghao's arm and said, "I've heard of you before, that's good."

“Yesterday afternoon, you refuted Ma Jianze’s research. Your level of expertise is truly remarkable. Young people like you are the future of the country’s development.”

"Thank you."

Zhang Minghao politely expressed his gratitude.

Chen Yonghui then changed the subject and continued, "However, young people should also think things through more before acting."

"You say……"

Zhang Minghao hesitated before replying.

Chen Yonghui continued, "You need to think carefully about how much of a blow this is to a scholar who is dedicated to scientific research. The research was rejected in front of so many people."

"This is not a small research project; it was led by Ma Jianze and was done by his team."

Zhang Minghao was taken aback. He asked in confusion, "Academician Chen, according to your opinion, I've discovered a problem with his research. What should we do?"

"We can talk about it privately!"

Chen Yonghui said, "These kinds of things can be discussed privately. We need to save face for people in the auditorium. As the old saying goes, 'Leave a way out for others...'"

"If you speak to him privately, he'll save face, and the research can be revised, right?"

"You two can still become friends..."

Zhang Minghao laughed when he heard this.

He was reluctant to say much to an elderly academician, but the other party kept lecturing him.

He picked at his ear with his little finger, tilted his head and said, "Academician Chen, are you saying that even if a problem is discovered in the lecture hall, it should be discussed privately, right?"

"That's not how it seems to me."

Before Chen Yonghui could speak, he continued, "This is my first time attending a mathematics conference. I'm a newcomer and don't know much about it. Could you explain to me why I saw the judges and others asking questions of the presenters on stage yesterday?"

"Yesterday afternoon, Professor Wang Jun from Capital University was giving a report. He had only just begun when Professor Chen Mingzhen interrupted him with a logical question."

"If Professor Wang Jun couldn't answer, wouldn't his research be proven wrong?" "According to your logic, Professor Chen Mingzhen clearly doesn't know how to behave. If he discovered something potentially problematic that he couldn't say, he should have asked privately, right?"

After hearing this long explanation, Chen Yonghui was stunned. He quickly waved his hand and said, "That's not what I meant."

"what does that mean?"

Zhang Minghao said, "Or rather, everyone else's reports can be interrupted and questioned, but Ma Jianze is considered superior, and even if there are problems with his reports, we can't say anything?"

"It's already the 21st century, why are you still giving special treatment for an academic presentation?"

"Some people can't point out problems with their reports, but they can interrupt other people's reports at will?"

"Is that what I meant?!" Chen Yonghui glared at Zhang Minghao, panting heavily with anger.

Those around him were worried that he would faint from anger, so they quickly came forward to help him up.

Chen Yonghui flicked his sleeve, shook off the outstretched hand, shook his clothes, and turned to leave the restaurant.

As he left, he muttered to himself, "Young man, so stubborn!"

"Sooner or later you'll stumble..."

Several people chased after Chen Yonghui.

Someone gave Zhang Minghao a thumbs up, and then they whispered among themselves, "Zhang Minghao, he's really good!"

"She really dares to say that, look how angry she made Academician Chen..."

"You know what, that was really satisfying! What did Chen Yonghui say? Can't we even point out problems with an academic report? Is he playing house with us?"

"He treats Ma Jianze like a child, his direct disciple..."

Zhang Minghao sat back down.

Meng Guoqing gave him a thumbs up and said with a wry smile, "You came to give an academic report, you made a name for yourself, but you also offended a lot of people."

"Chen Yonghui, an academician of this caliber..."

He shook his head as he spoke.

Zhang Minghao felt a little wronged and said helplessly, "I was trying to hold back, but he just kept talking and talking and talking."

"After all that grand philosophy coming down my throat, should I kowtow to Ma Jianze the moment I see him again, and beg him to be my friend?"

"Who can tolerate this!"

……

As arranged by the organizers, the doctoral student report was held in the small lecture hall on the west side of the main venue of the Mathematics Center.

The conference invited three doctoral students to give presentations. Their research findings were no less impressive than those of the other presenters, but because they were published works with original papers available in academic journals, the number of scholars attending their presentations was generally not large.

That's the normal situation.

Zhang Minghao exceeded the norm; his performance at the meeting was outstanding.

He pointed out the problems in Zhang Hua's research and found counterexamples on the spot to refute Ma Jianze's report, making the scholars attending the conference remember his name.

Ten minutes before the report was scheduled to begin, the small lecture hall was already packed.

Xue Fengzhu and Huang Ming, who arrived later, couldn't find seats and could only stand in the back row and watch.

Among the scholars who came to listen to the report, some came specifically to hear it, many more were curious to meet Zhang Minghao, and some had other motives.

Chen Yonghui has arrived.

He sat in the first row of the judging panel, chatting and laughing with Du Bin, as if the incident at the restaurant at noon had never happened.

Ma Jianze also arrived, sitting in the right corner with several professors and associate professors who had come with him. They were discussing quietly, "The approximate transformation of higher-order formulas is not a problem in the research itself, and it is very practical in computation."

"But there is a big problem, which is the approximation. He did not prove it, nor does he know what the approximation is in which region."

"I've studied this. One of the patterns has a relatively large deviation in a specific range, which greatly affects the final result..."

"We can ask him later."

They didn't intend to refute Zhang Minghao's research; that was simply impossible.

The 'higher-order approximate transformation' is a published achievement that has been adopted and applied by many institutions.

As for proving the approximation, that is a problem in the field of pure mathematics. Computational mathematics requires that 'computation can be done' before studying 'the degree of deviation of the result'.

The other party's research was fine, but they just wanted to stump them and get a little revenge.

Five minutes before the report was to begin, Zhang Minghao walked onto the podium with his materials.

He studied the screen mirroring, organized the documents, and even shouted into the microphone.

After everything was settled, Zhang Minghao put on his standard smile and addressed the audience, saying, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhang Minghao, and I am a doctoral student at Jiangzhou University. Thank you for the invitation to the conference."

After the self-introductions, the venue fell silent, and everyone looked at the stage.

Under the gaze of so many scholars, Zhang Minghao became slightly nervous. He took a breath, told himself to relax, and continued, "The conference invited me to give a research report on the approximate transformation of higher-order formulas."

"Some people may know about this research, which I published in the Journal of Applied Mathematics."

As he spoke, he manipulated the mouse to display seven higher-order equations on the screen, explaining, "These seven equations can be approximated and transformed. For specific transformation methods, please refer to the paper in the Journal of Applied Mathematics."

"This is the report I originally prepared."

Then, changing the subject, he said, "Yesterday, Professor Ma Jianze mentioned a very innovative scoring mechanism in his report, which inspired me."

"Yesterday when I got back, I kept thinking about how to use this scoring mechanism to make the calculation results after the formula transformation more accurate."

"I've got it, and I even spent a whole night perfecting the method."

"Therefore, I would like to take this opportunity to speak out and let everyone judge..."

(End of this chapter)