Graduating with a Ph.D. in mathematics from a 985 university is no simple task, as there are students every year who become depressed from the pressure.
Qiao Ze glanced at his thesis and then shook his head, "I always felt it lacked challenge. I had thought the final result might not be so accurate, and that there were aspects I had overlooked, but the final calculation turned out perfectly."
"Is that so..." Su Mucheng's smile faded as she fell into thought.
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She couldn't truly understand Qiao Ze's feelings, let alone empathize with him.
Most of the TV series she watched depicted protagonists who, after closing a case or achieving something with great effort, were usually excited—many even popping champagne.
For a mathematician who had just solved a mathematical problem worth 1.5 million US dollars, to be disheartened because the problem was too simple was beyond Su's understanding of human nature. After all, Qiao's doctoral thesis was about the proof of the mass gap hypothesis!
One moment she found it strange, and the next, it seemed only natural for someone like Qiao Ze.
So, in this moment worth celebrating, silence descended upon Qiao Ze's office where the two of them sat.
With his emotions in turmoil, it took him a while to muster up a remark, "Ha, Qiao, do you think Tim Cook resigned last night because he knew you would solve this problem today?"
Qiao Ze finally cracked a smile.
His mood still wasn't high, but when the person by your side starts telling jokes, you ought to give some response.
The applications of Yang-Mills Fields and the mass gap problem, once solved, would probably first be used in materials, energy, engineering, quantum computing, and high-energy physics experiment technologies. At this stage, it certainly has little to do with a company that makes smartphones.
Even if it did, it would likely be due to advances in materials science affecting electronic engineering years down the line.
"I just need some time to adapt; it's a problem I've been thinking about since I was twelve. In the blink of an eye, it's been seven years," Qiao Ze reflected, uncharacteristically sentimental.
Su Mucheng nodded vigorously in agreement, "Yeah, time flies so fast..."
Before she finished speaking, Su Mucheng, who was facing the window, saw several familiar figures: "Huh, Dean Xu, you're here... oh, hello to you too, academicians Zhang and Zhou..."
While the two excessively young individuals were wallowing in their office, Xu Dajiang had arrived at the building with Zhang Mingrui and Zhou Liang for a visit.
"Qiao Ze, Su, you're both here. I have something to discuss with you. Are you free now?"
"We're free today, Dean Xu. Qiao is feeling a bit down today, so it's good that you can talk with him."
"Qiao has completed his graduation project, and he's feeling quite dejected."
"The graduation project has met with… what? Completed? Cough cough… Completed and feeling dejected?"
Dean Xu Dajiang took a deep breath and asked, "Qiao Ze, you've completed your doctoral thesis?"
"Yes, the supercomputing result just came out this morning," Qiao Ze nodded.
Zhang Mingrui and Zhou Liang exchanged looks.
Isn't that coincidental?
They had just discussed starting a journal, and the first heavyweight paper was already done? A doctoral thesis could be published in international journals, let alone a paper on the topic chosen by Dr. Qiao Ze.
"So, Qiao Ze, what's there to be dejected about? You don't know whom to ask for review?" Xu Dajiang asked, baffled.
"No, Su was joking. What is it that you wanted to discuss?" Qiao Ze took the initiative to inquire.
They had settled on a prearranged plan and workflow for the research team yesterday; the next step was to sign up and arrange examinations, which Qiao Ze had assumed was already decided.
"Well... That's the thing. The two academicians had an idea they wanted to discuss with you yesterday... but let's leave that aside for now. Your thesis, it needs to be reviewed, right?"