Chapter 218 - 106 He’s Really Good At..._4

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Chapter 218: Chapter 106 He’s Really Good At..._4In short, as long as I’m strong enough in the future, these problems aren’t really problems! If there’s not enough cake to go around, can’t we just make a bigger cake? A six-inch pizza isn’t enough for two people, but a fifteen-inch pizza can leave two people stuffed with leftovers! So growing larger and stronger is the key!" Xue Song didn’t continue setting the premises. Although Qiao Yu’s words were a bit childish, for a fifteen-year-old boy, these weren’t issues he should be contemplating. Moreover, this ambition... Xue Song just felt a sense of admiration. "Alright, having this confidence is a good thing, but you’re definitely going to be very tired in the days to come. This goal isn’t that easy to achieve." Xue Song sighed silently for a while, finally forcing out these words of encouragement, considering his seniority, he was still able to say this. "I understand this! If I want people to respect me, I must produce results. My grandfather told me this principle a long time ago, that for someone like me, an ordinary person, to be prominent, we have to endure hardships behind the scenes. Not to mention, I feel like I’ve found the right path, and it’s not tiring at all. To be honest, when I used to read those math books alone, the deeper I learned, the harder it got. But ever since I solved your equation and got in touch with some serious mathematical papers and the thoughts and methods within, I now find mathematics incredibly interesting! Sёarch* The NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Give me a piece of paper and a pen, I can even define a universe with them. Especially Schulz’s papers, if necessary, I can whimsically transform a foundational axiom into countless forms through various ways, and even use them to define new objects! Honestly, I really don’t feel tired, just that there’s not enough time." Qiao Yu said enthusiastically. Xue Song nodded, feeling enlightened. A seasoned person cannot be judged by seniority. Just from Qiao Yu’s sentence, "Give me a piece of paper and a pen, I can even define a universe," he knew, Qiao Yu’s future achievements would be beyond his reach. In fact, Xue Song felt that such words shouldn’t come from the mouth of a fifteen-year-old child. Of course, Qiao Yu is an exception. From the moment he met Qiao Yu until now, this kid almost gave him a new impression every day, or perhaps it could be said that he was progressing every day. This made him think of Tian Yanzhen’s words, "Geniuses are also divided into different levels." He now very much agrees with this statement and thinks Qiao Yu is probably a one-of-a-kind genius. It’s not just his talent in mathematics, more importantly, this kid clearly knows better than many adults how to maximize resource utilization. Things that ordinary people can’t learn, for Qiao Yu, are almost instinctual, who can even argue with that? With no interest in continuing the conversation, Xue Song silently accompanied Qiao Yu to borrow two books. Qiao Yu picked one "Differential Geometry" and one "Number Theory Summary." Seeing the books Qiao Yu selected, Xue Song suggested: "Take Differential Geometry to read in the afternoon." Qiao Yu responded: "I thought so too, yesterday Director Tian gave me a copy of ’Visualizing Differential Geometry’ and I happened to bring it to read together." Xue Song recalled yesterday when this kid specially downloaded papers from his own teacher and the grandmaster to read the whole afternoon, such choices did not need his guidance at all. Then he silently took Qiao Yu for a meal. Initially, he thought that in the future, when his graduate students arrived, these tasks would be left to the students to do. But now Xue Song changed his mind. His daily research does require time, but he can always find some time to watch over this kid. There’s a feeling of witnessing a future world-class mathematician gradually develop under his wing, he even found himself somewhat obsessed with this feeling. Is this what they call personal charisma? Watching Qiao Yu eating heartily in front of him, Xue Song silently thought to himself. ... Of course, after eating, they returned to the research center and the two separated. Xue Song still had his own things to do, and Qiao Yu returned to his room to take a twenty-minute nap, then got up to read. He had an appointment with the grandmaster at two in the afternoon, and used his phone to navigate before deciding to leave at half-past one, according to the walking navigation, it would take exactly twenty-five minutes to walk there. He left five minutes early to avoid being late. Reading until 1:20, Qiao Yu went upstairs to use the bathroom, came back, and was just about to put the book in his bag to go out when suddenly there was a knock at the door. Upon opening, he saw Senior Brother Chen standing at the door holding a printer. "Little Junior Brother, the mentor asked me to install a printer here for you," Chen Zhuoyang explained. The attitude was calm, with no impatience. When a person accepts reality, that little bit of grievance just disappears... Qiao Yu’s performance yesterday was there for all to see, and last night Chen Zhuoyang thought it over and concluded that he was probably really no match for Qiao Yu. Estimating that the master’s thesis which had given him headaches at the time could have been effortlessly written by someone else. Because of the conversation with Director Tian yesterday, he realized that this little junior brother had already published a paper, and it was in an international journal, even in the top-tier ones. He even specially downloaded it yesterday to take a look... While he couldn’t judge its quality, one thing was for sure, he couldn’t have written it at fifteen... "Thank you, Senior Brother Chen, but I’m just about to go out, so I won’t take my laptop, you can help me connect the printer to the laptop." Qiao Yu said. "Oh, sure, but make sure to remember which port it is connected to, otherwise you might need to reinstall the driver. By the way, where are you going?" Chen Zhuoyang walked into the room, put the printer on the table, turned his head to glance at Qiao Yu who already had his backpack on, and asked in a friendly manner.

Chapter 218 - 106 He’s Really Good At..._4

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