Super God-Level Top Student

In the academic world, there's a vivid joke about the difference between theoretical mathematicians and theoretical physicists.

Mathematicians are like seasoned drivers with cars, but this bunch has no sense of direction; they start driving blindly, and whether they can reach their desired destination is entirely up to luck.

Physicists have a clear direction, but sadly they don't have cars; they can only get there on foot, and whether they can reach their ideal holy land also depends on fate.

After some conversation, Li Jiangao understood that Qiao Ze wanted to carve out his own path.

This young man planned to save up for a car of his own before the age of twenty-five, and after that, drive straight to his destination.

Easy to say, but for 99.999% of people in this world, that's just nonsense.

Because the mathematical knowledge related to basic physics is too vast.

For example, quantum physics is the foundation of microscopic physics, and the major mathematical topics related to quantum physics include linear algebra, calculus, differential geometry, probability theory, and statistics, among others... If you go into the specifics of mathematical tools, there are even more and more complex ones.

Laplace transforms, Maxwell's equations, Fourier series...

And then there are the more obscure topics like Group Theory, noncommutative geometry...

Anyone who has studied these knows how absurdly abstract they are.

Things that have never been seen before have to be imagined out of thin air, and you also have to transcend the constraints of space, with a single coordinate axis encompassing numerous definitions, along with various vectors active in this defined space.

Really, many people who specialize in related fields don't understand the papers of their own profession, and it's not because everyone lacks knowledge.

Rather, if your abstract thinking ability does not meet the minimum requirement, it is truly impossible to understand or imagine how the defined shapes in the space under certain conditions change and morph.

It's like trying to run the latest triple-A games on an old-fashioned CPU like the Pentium series; hardware limitations are essentially insurmountable barriers.

But clearly, Qiao Ze was not restrained by hardware limitations, so everything became possible.

For Li Jiangao, the biggest impact of today's conversation was that, when he replied to the email to turn down "Pure and Applied Mathematics Communications," his mood was not only calm but he even felt like mocking those he felt were pretentious journal editors, including the editor-in-chief, of course.

"Dear 'Pure and Applied Mathematics Communications' editorial team, after careful consideration with the lead author Qiao Ze, we decided not to make changes and are directly withdrawing the manuscript originally submitted to your journal.

Also, due to concerns about the academic integrity of the reviewers' collaboration with your journal, until it is explicitly announced that reviewers in related fields have been replaced, we will be more cautious about considering whether to submit our series of papers to your journal in the future. Please be informed,"

"Huaxia Xilin University of Technology School of Mathematics, Li Jiangao."

After finishing the email, Li Jiangao checked his wording again.

He actually wanted to add, "Care to bet? I bet the citations of this paper will exceed two thousand within three years." But after pondering for a moment, he gave up.

That would seem childish, too immature. Not as composed as Qiao Ze; it wouldn't be meaningful.

But the meaning was already very clear.

Those editors, even the editor-in-chief, should be able to understand it, right?

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At 9:10 in the morning.

Jack Rosman, as usual, sat down at his spot carrying his coffee.

He liked his workstation a lot because it was right next to a south-facing window.

When he grew tired from work, all he needed to do was turn his head to see the quaint buildings across the street.

Of course, what was even more comfortable was that he could get a coffee from the coffee room, then stand in front of his workstation, sipping coffee while observing the people passing through the square below.

Jack Rosman particularly liked to hide behind glass and observe those young, beautiful female students and sophisticated city women at leisure, openly.

Their graceful curves often made him feel the beauty of life.

This little hobby was absolutely healthy, as long as he kept it to himself.

If asked, he would tell others that he liked watching the roadside scenery and the old men sitting in the square, and then put himself in their shoes, pondering what they might have experienced.

Look, how wholesome.

Of course, early in the morning was not the right time for this activity.

Because in at most ten more minutes, the dear editor-in-chief, Carl Basque, would walk seriously through here towards his office.

If he saw Jack gazing out of the window early in the morning, he would complain loudly with his thick Boston accent, "Oh, Jack, at your age I definitely wouldn't waste the time when my brain is most awake on such trivial matters as putting myself into someone else's life.

Of course, if you insist on doing so, I'd suggest you quit this boring job as an editor, then you could sit in the chairs below just like them, contemplating how to spend the rest of your life!"

Yes, dear editor-in-chief Carl is just that blunt.

So he could only turn on his computer and, through the back-end system, process the manuscripts and emails that had been distributed to his inbox, serving the mathematicians who submitted to the editorial office. It was a very dull job. But actually, any job that one does for a long time can become tedious.

Fortunately, the salary which was reliably paid out every week gave him motivation.