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

Chapter 87 is not this one.

After listening to Gu Ming's series of requests, Chen Lin finally understood why he had called him over in such a hurry.

It turns out he felt his writing was too brief.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there had been some serious problem with the thesis.

This was a trivial matter for him.

"Okay, no problem."

Chen Lin didn't think much of it. He naturally took a pen and a blank sheet of draft paper from Gu Ming's desk. Without even sitting down, he stood by the desk, bent down, and the pen tip flew across the paper.

Those steps that Gu Ming considered "too big of a leap" were, in his "little mathematician" state, very natural conclusions.

All we need to do now is to simply repeat these self-evident processes verbatim.

"Sh ...

The office fell silent instantly, with only this one sound remaining.

Gu Ming stood to the side, not saying a word, and even his breathing subconsciously slowed down.

Five minutes later.

"alright."

Chen Lin put down his pen and handed over the full draft paper, his tone relaxed.

Gu Ming almost snatched the draft paper, then plopped back into his chair and began to examine it carefully.

The office fell silent again.

This time, there wasn't even the sound of the pen tip moving; it was so quiet that you could hear the slight hum of the air conditioner vents.

Time passed by, second by second.

Ten minutes later.

Gu Ming let out a long breath, as if to expel all the hesitation and doubt that had accumulated in his chest, and finally felt completely at ease.

He slowly put down the draft paper in his hand, raised his head, and stared intently at Chen Lin with a complex look that was a mixture of surprise and excitement.

That look in his eyes made Chen Lin feel a little uneasy.

"Professor Gu, is there something wrong with what I wrote?"

"A problem?" Upon hearing this, Gu Ming slapped his thigh, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement. "Absolutely no problem!"

He paused, seemingly to calm himself, before saying, word by word, "Your calculations and reasoning are excellent! 'Excellent' isn't even an exaggeration; 'perfect' is! Every step is clear and straightforward, every logical step is flawless! This proves that the core findings of this paper are entirely your own!"

Well, it turns out that Professor Gu Ming suspected that the core content of this paper was not obtained through his own research, which is why he asked me to prove it.

However, Chen Lin could understand. After all, it was the result of his own week-long demonstration and calculation in the state of a "little mathematician". Even if he was unsure of its value in the eyes of outsiders, it was definitely amazing.

Before he could even offer a few words of modesty, Gu Ming abruptly changed the subject, pointing to the draft paper on the computer screen and criticizing it without hesitation: "But! The writing style of your paper is absolutely terrible! Too much colloquialism, awkward paragraph transitions, and a complete mess of formatting! If you submit this directly, forget about getting an award, it's questionable whether it will even pass!"

Chen Lin was somewhat bewildered by this combination of praise and criticism, and could only awkwardly scratch his head, honestly explaining, "Um—Professor Gu, this isn't my first time writing, so I'm not very skilled. Besides, I'll be busy preparing for the company's affairs after today, so time is a bit tight and it was written in a hurry—"

"Alright, alright, these are minor issues!"

Gu Ming waved his hand, his face showing no sign of blame, but rather an air of magnanimity, "Leave the first draft here with me! I'll personally revise the writing and layout for you! I guarantee I'll give you the most standard and standardized version!"

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"Oh? I can't possibly accept that—"

"What's there to be embarrassed about!" Gu Ming glared at him, then his tone became serious again. He looked at Chen Lin and said with burning eyes, "Chen Lin, the reason I called you over in such a hurry is not only to ask you to supplement some of the argumentation process, but also to discuss something more important with you."

He took a deep breath and said slowly, "If your article is only published as an undergraduate thesis, it would be a complete waste of its talent! What a pity!"

"My suggestion is," Gu Ming leaned forward slightly, "that after I send you the revised version, don't rush to complete the abstract, acknowledgments, and other parts required for your graduation thesis."

"First, take a small portion of the essence from this draft, reorganize it, and write a concise and impactful paper for submission to a top SCI journal! Once the paper is officially published, expand upon the original text to create your formal graduation thesis!"

Upon hearing Professor Gu Ming's hopeful suggestion, Chen Lin did not readily agree as he had expected.

On the contrary, Chen Lin's expression showed a clear hesitation.

"What's wrong?" Gu Ming keenly noticed the change in his expression and asked with some confusion, "Is it because you're busy with the new company and can't spare the energy? Don't worry about that, I can help you with the revision and polishing of the thesis!"

Upon hearing Professor Gu Ming's suggestion, Chen Lin did not readily accept it as Gu Ming had expected.

He paused for a moment, then fell into a brief moment of contemplation, his eyes even showing a hint of hesitation.

Seeing his reaction, Gu Ming felt a little strange.

This isn't right.

For any undergraduate student, being able to publish a paper in a top SCI journal during their undergraduate studies is definitely a good thing.

Even if Chen Lin's interests don't lie in academia, a first-author SCI top journal paper can still make insiders understand its value, which can also help his new company attract business.

Why isn't this kid reacting at all?

Could it be—

Gu Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly thought of a possibility. He tentatively asked, "Chen Lin, are you worried that you'll be too busy with the new company to handle things like submitting articles?"

He quickly waved his hand, assuring everyone, "You don't need to worry about that at all! As long as you're willing, I can handle the entire submission process for you! From choosing a journal and revising the format to communicating with the editorial department, you won't have to lift a finger!"

"No, no, Professor Gu, you've misunderstood."

Upon hearing Gu Ming's words, Chen Lin finally came to his senses and quickly waved his hand to explain.

Looking into Gu Ming's expectant eyes, he organized his thoughts and said frankly, "Actually, I do have the idea of ​​publishing my paper in a journal. However—not this one."

"Huh?" Gu Ming's enthusiasm faltered slightly, not quite understanding yet. "Not this one?"

"Yes." Chen Lin nodded, his tone very calm, but his words made Gu Ming's heart skip a beat again.

"The research results in this paper are just something I did in about a week to familiarize myself with the research process. I just picked a direction randomly."

"My real plan is to spend another one or two months systematically studying the big problem of 'Manifold Boundaries and Illusion Control in Generative Models' once things are on track at the company."

Chen Lin looked at Gu Ming, his eyes gleaming with confidence: "The graduation thesis I'm writing now is just a small sub-problem under that big problem. I'm confident that once I've figured out that big problem, I'll be able to produce research results that are even more valuable than this thesis."

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Silence fell in the office once again.