Top Student at Their Peak-Chapter 185 - 101: The Crazy Math Novice_2

Of course, Qiao Yu politely asked: "May I ask who you are...?"

"Oh, I’m Chen Zhuoyang, a PhD student under Director Tian. Since I’m responsible for some lectures and similar activities, my office is upstairs. You’re welcome to come by when you’re free." Chen Zhuoyang said courteously.

Although Qiao Yu looked very young and immature, the fact that his advisor had specifically mentioned him was enough to prove how much importance was placed on him, so Chen Zhuoyang was very polite.

However, these words stirred up a storm in Qiao Yu’s heart. Looking at the other’s almost bald head and high hairline, he couldn’t help but hesitantly ask: "Well, Senior Brother Chen, if I may be so bold, how old are you this year?"

"Me? 29. Why?" After saying this, Chen Zhuoyang noticed Qiao Yu’s shocked expression, touched his head instinctively, and with a self-deprecating smile said, "Hehe, I haven’t even graduated, and my hair’s almost all gone! People say I look over thirty, sigh..."

"No, Senior Brother Chen, you’re being too modest. If you said you were forty, I’d believe it, really." Qiao Yu couldn’t hold back and forgot Qiao Xi’s reminder to not cause trouble when going out, so he honestly said it.

"Hmm..." Chen Zhuoyang thought for a moment and then seriously replied: "Junior Brother, remember, whether a man is handsome or not doesn’t matter, what’s important is talent. Besides, you haven’t even entered the threshold of mathematics, so you don’t understand how hard it is to master it. I’m doing quite well, actually."

Qiao Yu regretted blurting out the previous words and was even considering apologizing.

But after hearing Chen Zhuoyang’s advice, Qiao Yu couldn’t help it: "Senior Brother Chen, I’m not just trying to argue. But the author of the paper I read yesterday was a top professor at a famous university at 24. You’re already 29 and haven’t graduated yet. There’s no comparison in talent, I saw his picture online, and he has a full head of hair."

Chen Zhuoyang blinked and subconsciously asked: "Who are you talking about?"

Qiao Yu replied: "Peter Schultz."

Chen Zhuoyang silently stared at Qiao Yu until Qiao Yu felt uncomfortable, then he slowly spoke: "Junior Brother, thank you for comparing me to the youngest Fields Medal winner! But I still suggest that when you start writing your master’s thesis, then come talk to me about this issue.

Although the students of our teacher have no shortage of resources, you’ll eventually know how strict our teacher’s requirements are. When the time comes and you’re crying, begging your senior brother, hmm... I’ve decided I’ll treat you as air and nothing you say will work."

Saying that, Chen Zhuoyang proudly lifted his head and walked off.

The "thud, thud, thud" of footsteps going upstairs echoed in his ears long after Qiao Yu couldn’t react, guessing that he was probably angry?

Senior Brother Chen was so adorable, even when angry he wouldn’t trash-talk, and even his threats were extremely cute and completely non-intimidating.

The only pity was, he left too quickly.

He wanted to tell this senior brother that if he couldn’t even complete a master’s thesis, he’d definitely choose to drop out.

What a joke, a master’s thesis—anyone with brains could write one, right? No matter how strict Director Tian is, he’s not going to solve a world-class math problem for a master’s thesis, right?

Grumbling those random thoughts in his mind, Qiao Yu quickly walked into the restroom, tidied himself up, returned to the room to put things back in place, then grabbed his meal card and went out for breakfast.

The research center was a distance away from the cafeteria Old Xue took him to yesterday, but Qiao Yu thought this was actually pretty good. Going back and forth would just serve as morning exercise. Plus, it’s winter break now, so not many cafeterias are open. It should be more convenient once the semester starts.

He bought two big buns and a cup of soy milk for breakfast at the cafeteria and finished eating on his way back.

Then Qiao Yu reopened the paper from yesterday.

Perhaps it was the clearer morning mind, but the proof process that was incomprehensible yesterday suddenly made a lot more sense today when revisited.

Additionally, he began to understand why some articles in Huaxia called Peter Schultz’s ground-breaking research "quasi-complete spaces." Because the theory can truly be described as enigmatic.

For instance, in dealing with étale cohomology, the complete space provides a framework for simplifying calculations. He couldn’t figure out yesterday how exactly that was achieved, but after reading today, it turns out that certain cohomology classes within complete spaces map through the structure of those spaces to the étale cohomology classes of classical geometric objects.

This is what makes it possible for the cohomology class structure of an algebraic variety to be more effectively computed in a p-adic setting.

Having thoroughly understood these abstract concepts, Qiao Yu even came up with a related math problem on his scratch paper based on the content he couldn’t understand yesterday.

After devising the problem, Qiao Yu felt the matter was pretty cool, so he grabbed a pen and worked on solutions based on his understanding of the theorems and lemmas provided by Peter Schultz in the paper.

Once done, Qiao Yu felt adorable, looked at the time, and saw it was already ten thirty in the morning. He stood up, preparing to go out and stretch his legs, and happened to glance out the window, seeing Director Tian and Old Xue walking toward his room together.

Coincidentally, they were looking through the window at him too, prompting Qiao Yu to rush to the door and open it.

"Director Tian, Mr. Xue, you’re here, please come in."frёewebηovel.cѳm