I'm a scientist, why can't I have faith?

Even before opening the Chinese email, Du Fan already had a good impression of the sender.

After all, this is most likely a discussion email from a student who had taken his class before, which is quite rare.

Even though he usually left his contact information, almost no students would email him. He was quite disappointed that the students of Daxia University, after being immersed in Chinese education for a long time, had become less willing to communicate proactively.

Especially among freshmen, even at a top university like Yenching University, the majority of students are introverted.

In this environment, the sudden email was indeed exciting, especially since Du Fan was very curious about what kind of understanding an undergraduate student who had just entered university would have of artificial intelligence.

Upon opening the email, Du Fan saw a standard self-introduction and greeting. He nodded in satisfaction; the boy was polite.

Based on this alone, even if he wrote a complete dissertation, he would patiently read it and reply.

Students who dare to communicate like this deserve more encouragement.

However, as he continued reading, Du Fan's brows furrowed involuntarily.

It didn't unfold as he had imagined. Whether it was the entry point, the way he argued, or even the viewpoints he expressed, it was completely unlike what one would expect from a freshman who had just started university.

In particular, the student's understanding of the statistical and causal reasoning he had discussed in class that day was exceptionally thorough, and some of the developments even coincided with the field he was currently researching.

Moreover, it didn't aim too high at all; at the end of this discussion, it also included some very practical and basic questions.

Although it wasn't difficult, it was very important, which shows that he had thought about it carefully.

"Wang Dong from Yuanpei College...?"

"Should I call it intuition... no, to be precise, it's a kind of talent."

After finishing reading, Du Fan browsed through it again.

"His ability to extend the problem and grasp the key points is completely unlike that of a freshman in college. He can even accurately grasp the pain points of the problem. He is simply a promising candidate for scientific research."

"At least he's much better than those newly recruited graduate students..."

Du Fan glanced helplessly at the few figures who had recently appeared in his laboratory.

Although they are all graduates of prestigious universities with excellent grades, they are completely clueless when it comes to scientific research.

Although I didn't know anything back then, I gradually mastered the knack after being pressured by my senior brother twice. Besides, I also put in a lot of effort on my own.

The newly recruited students now seem to lack the ambition of their generation.

Du Fan shook his head helplessly and casually opened Word to reply to Wang Dong's email.

The main purpose was to answer his question and give him a small compliment.

Du Fan has always practiced an encouragement-based education approach. In his view, only by increasing students' enthusiasm for learning will they work harder to improve themselves.

Of course, at the end of his reply, Du Fan didn't forget to campaign for the School of Information Science and Technology.

"I think you have a lot of talent. You could consider applying to the School of Information Science when you're specializing in different fields."

Meanwhile, Wang Dong, whom the academician described as quite talented, was currently caught in a common social situation.

Class meetings are something that most students consider a complete waste of time.

The forced assemblies at specific times and locations mostly consist of speeches that students consider meaningless.

Things like being careful during the holidays, studying hard for exams, and being wary of scams...

Oh, of course, it's still very important to be wary of scams.

Today's class meeting isn't about these routine matters; its main purpose is to elect class officers.

Anyone who has been to university knows how deep the water is in here.

Whether they are grade-level leaders or class leaders, they are all essentially serving the people.

Students have to sacrifice their own time to help teachers with some tasks, and the only reward they receive is a few meager academic credits.

Of course, it is still very helpful for students who want to pursue a career in government.

Not only can it enrich your resume, but it can also help you hone your skills.

Especially at the beginning of the semester when everyone is not yet familiar with each other, as long as you dare to take the lead and give a proper presentation, you have a high chance of being selected.

And it's highly likely that you'll continue to hold this position.

After all, everyone is already used to it.

However, this kind of occasion was somewhat like hell for Wang Dong; promoting himself in front of the public was still too much of a challenge for him.

So he's usually the one who votes last.

It's time to elect the class monitor, and a well-mannered boy with gold-rimmed glasses is standing on the podium giving his speech.

The boy's name is Sun Yi. Judging from his composed demeanor, he's very likely going to be the class monitor.

Wang Dong didn't really care who the class monitor was; it was all the same to him, it was just a matter of whose WeChat he added.

What he cares more about now is when Academician Du Fan will reply to his email, since it concerns a real reward.

Thinking of this, he casually opened his phone to check his email status. Three days had passed. If Academician Du Fan still hadn't replied, he would have no choice but to shamelessly resend the previous email.

Hopefully, Academician Du Fan won't think he's being maliciously harassed.

However, shortly after opening my email, a small red dot appeared.

Judging from the title and the sender's email address, this is a genuine reply from an academician.

The academician actually replied to me, an ordinary undergraduate student. Even Wang Dong couldn't remain calm.

You should know that an academician is someone who stands at the top of the academic community in China, and it is no exaggeration to say that they are a high-ranking leader.

Who wouldn't be excited to receive a reply from such an awesome person?

However, Wang Dong seemed unaware that he had become somewhat carried away with his pride, and his laughter became a little loud, interrupting Sun Yi's speech.

When he finally realized what was happening, the scene became somewhat awkward, mainly because Sun Yi was staring at him with a very disdainful look.

Wang Dong awkwardly smiled and apologized. Sun Yi was very indignant, as this was the first time in his life that someone had interrupted his conversation. However, he couldn't show anything at the moment and could only continue his presentation.

Wang Dong, right? I'll remember you.

Wang Dong did not immediately open Academician Du Fan's reply, but waited until the election was completely over before slowly opening the reply.

As expected of someone who has been elected as an academician, even a simple reply gave Wang Dong a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

The questions he put at the end were not made up randomly, but rather genuinely perplexing issues he encountered while using the Turing Test.

Although Du Fan's reply was only a few words, it made him understand immediately, and his understanding of artificial intelligence naturally reached a new level.

In this way, Sir Isaac Newton's commission was completed.

Sure enough, the moment he finished reading the reply, a notification popped up from the [Believer System].

[Completion of the Commission: In-depth Communication]

Sir Isaac Newton endorsed your faith.

[Gain 2 free attribute point]