They're already in university, and the primary school system is only just starting out?

After getting to know seasoned veterans like President Peng Yifeng and Principal Chang Kai, Chen Lin realized that he was still too inexperienced.

Recently, he has also started to force himself to think things through more deeply.

Chen Lin thought that this wave of popularity was hard-won, and it wouldn't be cost-effective to just use it up like this.

After a while, a bold idea quickly took shape in his mind.

Chen Lin: [Principal Chang, could the interview be postponed a little later?]

Chang Kai: [Oh? Is there anything you're worried about?]

Chen Lin: [That's right. Personally, I feel that responding now only focuses on this small dispute. I want to wait until the school's support for me in setting up my company is basically finalized before giving an interview.]

He paused for a moment, then sent over his core ideas.

Chen Lin: [At that time, I can respond to this incident both as a student of Yannan University and as an entrepreneur supported by Yannan University, showcasing the university's strong support for innovation and entrepreneurship.]

Chen Lin: [Wouldn't this make for better publicity? And incidentally, it also gives my new company some free publicity.]

After the message was sent, there was silence on the other end for almost a minute.

Just when Chen Lin was wondering if he was being too optimistic and making the principal think he was too ambitious, Chang Kai finally replied.

Chang Kai: [Okay! Excellent! We'll do it your way!]

Always on: [Thumbs up][Thumbs up]

.....

.....

After taking the subway back to school, Chen Lin went straight to dormitory 406 without delay.

He didn't have much luggage—just a suitcase and a backpack. With his "Little Athlete" title, the weight was no problem for him at all.

Back at Liuzhuang Xinyuan, Chen Lin breathed a long sigh of relief after using the access card and key given to him by Sun Yu to open the door to apartment 302 in building 4.

He put his suitcase and backpack in the center of the living room, then lay down on the incredibly soft fabric sofa, feeling his body gently enveloped.

From today onwards, this is my new home.

After sprawling on the sofa for more than ten minutes, Chen Lin finally mustered his energy and began packing his luggage.

Once everything was put away properly, the house finally felt more human.

Chen Lin glanced at the time; it was just before eight o'clock in the evening.

He thought for a moment, took out his phone, opened WeChat, and made a video call to his mother, Lin Xiaoqi.

The call was answered almost instantly, and my mom's slightly chubby but energetic face immediately appeared on the screen.

"Hey? Son, all done with work?" Lin Xiaoqi's voice was still as energetic as ever, and the sounds of conversation from the TV series could be heard in the background.

"Yeah, just settled in." Chen Lin smiled, holding up his phone and walking around the house, the camera panning across the living room, bedroom, kitchen, and balcony. "Mom, let me show you my new rented apartment, what do you think?"

"Wow!" Lin Xiaoqi's eyes lit up instantly, her voice filled with surprise. "This house is amazing! It's so big and so clean! A hundred times better than your dingy dorm room!"

Chen Lin: "..."

"You live alone in such a big place, the rent must be expensive, right?" Lin Xiaoqi asked with concern.

"It's alright, a friend recommended it, the price is very reasonable," Chen Lin said vaguely.

"That's good." Lin Xiaoqi clearly didn't intend to delve deeper. Ever since Chen Lin confessed that he could make money through math, she and her father, Chen Xian, had tacitly stopped asking their son about his finances. She simply exclaimed, "This house is really nice, it looks so bright and spacious. Chen Xian, come and see! The living room in your son's rented apartment is almost as big as our own!"

The camera swayed slightly, and Chen Xian's stern face came closer. He adjusted his glasses, carefully examined the environment on the screen, then nodded in satisfaction, saying succinctly, "Not bad."

"Mom, I haven't brought my autumn and winter clothes over yet," Chen Lin said, getting down to business. "Could you find them and send them to me if you have some free time in a couple of days?"

"Okay, no problem, I'll send it to you via SF Express tomorrow, I guarantee you'll receive it the day after tomorrow!" Lin Xiaoqi agreed readily, then added, "Be careful living alone, make sure you eat three meals a day on time, don't always order takeout, try to cook something for yourself when you have time..."

Listening to his mother's familiar nagging, Chen Lin felt a warm glow in his heart.

After chatting about everyday things for a few more minutes, he hung up the video call.

Alright, all the planned things are finally done.

Chen Lin went into the bathroom and took a long, refreshing hot shower. The warm water washed over his body, relieving the fatigue of a long day.

After changing into his pajamas, he sat back down at his computer, feeling refreshed.

This time, he didn't open any entertainment software, but instead opened his browser and typed "differential geometry" into the search box.

With the title of "Little Mathematician," he could read professional materials at an astonishing speed.

Obscure formulas, complex definitions, and abstract concepts all seemed to him to be as basic as addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. Those intricate theoretical systems were automatically sorted and connected in his mind, forming an incredibly clear knowledge network.

Just half an hour later, Chen Lin stopped scrolling the mouse.

He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and a complete knowledge framework had already been constructed in his mind.

The topic of the graduation thesis was thus determined.

— How to efficiently solve the high-dimensional Monge-Ampere equation numerically to calculate the boundary of the data manifold in a large-scale generative model.

This topic may sound very profound to the average person, but in fact, it is a key sub-problem under Chen Lin's grand goal of "using differential geometry to solve the illusion problem of large AI models".

Because of the existence of "little mathematicians," Chen Lin doesn't have an accurate concept of the true difficulty of what he can understand.

However, he felt that undergraduate theses didn't need to be particularly advanced.

His plan was simple: to push forward for another week, addressing the current academic bottleneck of the problem. He would see how far he progressed, and then compile the results of that week into a graduation thesis.

As for what happens next...

Anyway, there's still more than a month before school starts, plenty of time. During this period, he has absolute confidence in becoming a "little mathematician" and achieving a breakthrough in this field that even Professor Qiu Chengtong cannot ignore!

With that in mind, Chen Lin no longer hesitated.

He took out paper and pen from his backpack and neatly arranged them on his desk. Then, he glanced at the time on his phone screen.

8:40pm.

He took a deep breath, silently said "start" in his mind, then picked up his pen and began to work out calculations quickly on the clean white draft paper.

Time seemed to lose its meaning at this moment.

The whole world fell silent, with only the soft scratching of the pen tip against the paper.

Chen Lin's consciousness was completely immersed in that pure world constructed of symbols and logic, and his brain was working at high speed.

"Beep beep beep—beep beep beep—"

After an unknown amount of time, a sudden, urgent phone alarm snapped Chen Lin out of his dazed state.

He stopped writing on time, put down his pen, and let out a long breath.

Looking down, I saw that the table was covered with five full pages of draft paper, densely filled with formulas and derivations.

Chen Lin shook his throbbing head and carefully assessed his physical condition.

A strong feeling of drowsiness washed over me like a tide.

Although I didn't feel the same kind of utter exhaustion as when I first helped Shen Yan with the modeling project, this level of drowsiness far exceeded the range of normal all-nighters.

Chen Lin, clinging to the last shred of consciousness, hurriedly tidied up the draft papers on the table one by one and carefully placed them into a folder.

After doing all this, he picked up his phone and turned off all the alarms he had set, including the one for tomorrow morning.

Then, almost sleepwalking, he walked back to the bedroom and collapsed onto the 1.8-meter-long bed.

Almost the instant his head hit the pillow, Chen Lin completely lost consciousness.

……

……

July 16, 13:54 PM.

In the spacious bedroom, Chen Lin's eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes.

My mind was a complete blank, as if it had been stuffed with a lump of paste.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, taking a full ten seconds to refocus his scattered thoughts.

Where am I?

Oh, right, in the newly rented house.

Last night I think I was working on my graduation thesis research, and also testing the "Little Mathematician" app's maximum usage time for the first time...

Memories flooded back, and Chen Lin suddenly jumped out of bed, grabbing his phone from the bedside table.

The screen lit up, and the time was clearly displayed—13:54.

Chen Lin gasped.

I slept for almost fifteen hours!

Although it was much better than the previous twenty hours of intense sleep deprivation, it still far exceeded the scope of a normal daily routine.

It seems that 200 minutes is still too long.

This stress test needs to be continued.

Chen Lin's goal is clear: to find a sustainable "little mathematician" usage time that can both ensure research efficiency and not affect his normal work and rest.

Over the next few days, Chen Lin's life became very regular.

During the day, he usually sleeps until he naturally wakes up, then goes to the neighborhood to eat. In the afternoon, he watches videos or plays Hollow Knight. Occasionally, he might feel like going to the gym to run and work up a sweat.

Then every evening, without fail, he would sit at his desk at 8 p.m., spread out the previous day's draft paper, and enter the "little mathematician" state, immersing himself wholeheartedly in the study of the Monge-Ampère equation.

Furthermore, he strictly adhered to the stress test plan he had set for himself.

Each day, the usage time of the "Little Mathematician" title will be reduced by five minutes compared to the previous day.

……

July 20th, Saturday, 7:53 AM.

In his bedroom, Chen Lin woke up to the soft morning light.

He opened his eyes, feeling neither tired nor weary, but refreshed and clear-headed, as if his mind had been washed by spring water.

He glanced at the time on his phone on the bedside table and nodded in satisfaction.

Become!

Yesterday was the fifth day of his graduation thesis research. He reduced the time he used the "Little Mathematician" app from the initial 200 minutes to 180 minutes, which is a full three hours.

Last night, he finished his research at 11 p.m. sharp, and then spent another 10 or so minutes scrolling through his phone and watching two funny videos before finally falling asleep around 11:30 p.m.

I woke up at this time now, exactly eight and a half hours of sleep.

This sleep schedule has completely returned to the range of a normal person.

Moreover, when he finished his research last night, he no longer felt the exhaustion he had felt a few days ago. He only felt mentally fatigued, similar to the state of having attended a three- or four-hour advanced mathematics class.

It seems that three hours is the maximum duration I can sustain in my current daily routine.

With a clearer understanding, Chen Lin sat up in bed, stretched, and felt completely relaxed.

Just as he was preparing to start a new day of work, a detail suddenly popped into his mind.

These past few days, every evening when he starts his research, he habitually takes out the previous day's draft paper and spends a few minutes reviewing his previous reasoning.

But every time his gaze fell upon those densely packed formulas, he realized that he didn't need this step at all.

The lemmas and conclusions he derived yesterday, the day before yesterday, and even the day before that, seemed to be etched into his mind from birth. He didn't even need to recall them; he could seamlessly follow his previous train of thought and begin new calculations.

In Chen Lin's eyes, who uses the "Little Mathematician" app, the research results he has written down in the past few days are no different from those axioms and theorems that have long been recognized in the history of mathematics.

They have become part of the objective mathematical knowledge system.

However, currently only Chen Lin understands this part of the knowledge.

This... this is practically a case of words becoming law!

Chen Lin was deeply shocked.

The power of the system is terrifying!

He took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, walked to the desk in the living room, and took out the folder he used to store drafts.

Five whole days, a total of twenty-five pages filled with writing on A4 paper.

He carefully read through it, page by page, in order.

Chen Lin silently calculated in his mind that, according to his plan, there were still two days left before the core research results of his graduation thesis would be completely completed.

It's time to contact Professor Gu Ming.

The two had agreed beforehand that once Chen Lin settled in, he would first complete the exams for those required professional courses to earn enough credits, and then Professor Gu would personally guide him in writing his graduation thesis.

With that thought in mind, Chen Lin no longer hesitated, took out his phone, opened WeChat, and sent a message to Gu Ming.

Chen Lin: [Professor Gu, hello. I'm settled in here and available anytime. When would be a convenient time for me to do the exam papers for those professional courses?]

The message was sent out, and a reply came quickly.

Gu Ming: [Haha, I was just about to contact you! The test paper was prepared for you a couple of days ago.]

Gu Ming: [There will be an exam covering five core professional courses: Algebra, Mathematical Analysis, Differential Geometry, Topology, and Manifolds. Each course will have its own exam paper with ten major questions. What do you think?]

Chen Lin looked at the long list of course names on the screen and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Good heavens, this is quite a sight. If a student who had actually transferred from the Chinese Language and Literature Department saw these words, they would probably faint on the spot.

For him, it just meant spending more time writing.

Chen Lin: [Would this afternoon be convenient for you? I'll come over first, and we can discuss the details in person.]

Gu Ming: [Convenient! I'll be in the office all afternoon. How about we meet at 2 PM?]

Chen Lin: [Okay, no problem. I'll be at your office at 2 PM sharp.]