"Stop dithering, and yes, we need to add something else. Since our graduate students are causing a ruckus, we can use the money saved to provide them with additional Continue reading more chapters on NovelHub for the best experience. Let's follow the School of Mathematics' example. Haven't you seen the mailboxes stuffed full by these people!
If someone with ulterior motives records a video and spreads it everywhere, what will others think? Day after day, there's not a single thing that lets one have peace of mind."
"Oh, okay. Also, President Chen, the International Institute mentioned that the School of Mathematics is requesting a summary of all the students who participated in today's strike to be expulsed. This differs from the university's decision; what do you think?"
"This Xu Dajiang really dares to stir up trouble! Forget it, let the International Institute cooperate with his antics for now. Once the School of Mathematics compiles all the material and reports to the university, we'll decide how to deal with it. Damn it, this year I must give this Xu Dajiang a big red flower!"
Obviously, Chen Yuanzhi was still angry.
After all, it had been many years since he had cursed in front of a subordinate, and today he finally lost his composure.
"By the way, the reporter from Everybody Daily should be arriving this afternoon. Immediately notify Xu Dajiang that they are here to interview Qiao Ze. He's full of tricks, isn't he? Make sure he perfectly cooperates with the comrades from the press to complete this exclusive interview task. If he can't do it, he might as well not be the dean.
Old Xu from the library is about to retire, and he's just the right age to take over! Remember, tell him my exact words, and if a single word is missing, I'll hold you responsible!"
"Er... Okay, President Chen."
In just a few days, Hanna had already truly adapted to her new environment.
In fact, it was quite free here, even more so than at her alma mater in Austria because after Qiao Ze had Xu Dajiang set things in motion, the mentor assigned to Hanna by the university stopped paying any attention to her.
Additionally, no one in the laboratory cared about what she was working on, which gave Hanna plenty of time to manage freely.
The standard laissez-faire management style also allowed Hanna to plan her learning rhythm autonomously.
Without a mentor's expectations or homework assignments nipping at her heels, she could selectively read books, most of which were recommended to her by Qiao Ze.
She had asked classmates in Austria to help her buy and send some of the original English-language books she couldn't find in Huaxia.
The efficiency of the Western postal service was touching, but fortunately, she was not in a rush.
The books she could buy were already enough for her to study for a while.
So now, Hanna's daily task was to read books and occasionally check out some seminars within the school, attending those that interested her.
Some things can't be rushed.
She couldn't immediately catch up with Qiao Ze's pace, but fortunately, Qiao was also troubled by some problems.
Yes, after solving the problem of field unification, Qiao had formally started preparing to tackle one of the most brain-burningly complex issues of the millennium, the mass gap hypothesis.
Yang and Mills, in their newly established framework, used structures also present in geometry to describe fundamental particles.
But whether this theory can successfully describe the strong interactions of fundamental particles depends on a delicate quantum mechanical property known as "mass gap." The physical interpretation is that even though classical waves propagate at the speed of light, quantum particles still exhibit positive mass.
Although many experiments, including the discovery of the God particle, have shown that this theory is very likely correct, its mathematical foundations remain unclear and theoretically incomprehensible.
Now, Qiao was about to tackle this problem, and the first step was to define it mathematically, which was a task already completed.
Putting aside the daunting mathematical symbols, describing it in words would roughly be as follows: The distribution of mass within a particle can be expressed as a superposition of the matter distribution and the Yang-Mills field distribution, with interactions between the two leading to a partial loss of mass within the matter distribution, known as the mass gap.
The Yang-Mills Equations are highly nonlinear partial differential equations that describe the trajectory of charged particles in a gravitational field.
Once all these conditions are listed, proving the mass gap hypothesis mathematically is straightforward.
If one could calculate the mass of a particle in the Yang-Mills field and then deduce the entire proof process through the equivalence principle.
For this, Qiao had already done a lot of preliminary work.
Such as the previous papers, and the paper for the next topic, along with many computational modules, the analysis of solutions to nonlinear partial differential equations, and so on, and so on.
Just like Li Jiangao once said, there are probably no more than 20 scientists in the world researching this problem.
Now there's one more.
Not many people in the laboratory are aware of this proposition.
Including Liu Chenfeng, who is still preparing for the propositions Qiao has already proven, completely unaware that Qiao had already begun proving the proposition he had planned to complete over seven years.
As for Su Mucheng, she wasn't concerned about these matters.
She just noticed that, lately, Qiao Ze had been furrowing his brow in thought more frequently.
When she tidied up Qiao Ze's manuscripts each day, the formulas he jotted down were becoming increasingly complex.
She used to understand some of the logic, as she had encountered pure mathematical symbols before.
But the things Qiao Ze had been writing lately made her, a foundational mathematics undergraduate, feel as if she were reading arcane scripts.
However, Su Mucheng didn't ask too much, and as usual, did what she felt needed to be done.
"Qiao, that reporter from Everybody Daily is here, Xu is hosting him. I'm going to head over first."
"Mm." Qiao Ze who was deep in thought, responded absently.
They had mentioned this to him over the weekend, but he had outright rejected it.
It wasn't really that he was so busy he couldn't spare a moment, but rather that he simply had no idea what to talk about with a stranger.
The nonlinear effects of the gravitational field?
Qiao Ze felt it was highly unlikely that the other party would be interested in this topic.
So it would be better to let Su Mucheng, who was more adept at such things, handle it.
He had just passed by the experimental building and found He Danchang strangely eyeing the sign that declared it a confidential unit.
He didn't feel offended, He Danchang wasn't so petty.
After all, not even the dean of the School of Mathematics had the clearance to go in directly, and taking him inside would require a temporary application.
He was simply very curious.
Was Qiao Ze actually involved in classified project research?
Ma hadn't mentioned anything.
"Reporter He, the school has tasked me with this important matter, and I'm quite apprehensive. You must have seen the reply the school sent you, not that we don't wish to cooperate with you on the exclusive interview, but Qiao Ze here is truly too exceptional."
"I can understand that, Dean Xu. It's understandable for a genius to have some quirks."
"Thank you for your understanding, so my suggestion is, let's first call down a student who is very close to Qiao Ze on a regular basis. You can then get to understand Qiao's personality before deciding whether you still need an opportunity to meet Qiao, how about that?"
"That works, thank you, Dean Xu."
"No, no, no, what's the trouble? If anything, I apologize for taking up so much of your valuable time, Reporter He."
Su Mucheng had already left the laboratory.
"Ah, here comes Mucheng. This is He Danchang, a senior reporter from Everybody Daily. This is Su Mucheng, Qiao Ze's classmate and partner. The Qunzhi System on the popular M60P model was a result of their collaboration."
Xu Dajiang did not skimp on his lavish praise for Su Mucheng.
"Hello, Reporter He. Dean Xu, please don't embellish my contribution. It's all Qiao Ze's work; I'm just following behind and helping out."
Even in front of a reporter, Su Mucheng didn't shy away and replied with a sunny disposition.
"Su, nice to meet you. Shall we find somewhere to sit down first?"
"Sure, there's a nice coffee shop on campus. I'll take you there."