MTL - Scholar’s Advanced Technological System-Chapter 11 Even if you are a tyrant, there are things that you are not good at.
As the days passed, Lu Zhou basically maintained the two-point and one-line life of the library and the dormitory. In addition to eating, he went to the cafeteria. When there was a problem that could not be understood, he would go to visit Professor Tang. His life track was basically no. Changed.
Since entering the campus, his life has been so regular for the first time, and it has lasted for half a month.
All this is what he never thought of.
Finally, on the day before June 15, Lu Zhou completed the editing of the paper and translated the text into an English manuscript.
It is worth mentioning that a few days ago, when discussing the problem with Professor Tang, I learned that Lu Zhou was studying the problem of “derivative function and derivative of function when giving partial Fourier coefficient” and After the findings were written into a thesis, Professor Tang showed a considerable degree of interest in his research and said that if he didn't mind, he could help him modify the paper.
On this point, Lu Zhou still quite believes in Professor Tang.
Aside from good character and style, others have been professors for so many years, and the papers published are only afraid of more books than he has read, and they are not guilty of remembering a paper written by an undergraduate. Not to mention that this research topic itself has nothing particularly prominent. Even if it solves the problems that have plagued the world of mathematics for many years, Tang Zhiwei will only be proud of teaching such students at most.
In other words, some of the pheasant universities or the mentors who are not able to mix the titles of the professors will be able to hold graduations as a keynote, and remember the research results of the students.
Lu Zhou did not know that there was no such academic scum in a higher education institution like Jinda, but one thing he could be sure of was that Professor Tang must not be such a person.
An experienced instructor is helping the staff, and the rate of submission of his papers should be much higher. In the choice of academic journals, I believe that Professor Tang can also give valuable suggestions.
Therefore, Lu Zhou intends to wait for the high number, then take his paper to Professor Tang to help.
As for now, it is natural to hold the Buddha’s feet.
After all, in addition to the high number, there is a modern history program to test.
The most irritating thing is that this year's special thing is closed book!
Lu Zhou has always been unable to understand, what is the use of this thing for himself?
Can you be a successor if you learn well?
But even if there are tens of thousands of complaints in the heart, the school still has to learn, and the back still has to be back.
How to say that is also two credits, the impact on the grade point is still very large.
In this way, Lu Zhou was patient, sitting in the empty bedroom, and slamming the textbook.
The results can be imagined.
I can't see it at all!
Sitting in the bedroom, Lu Zhou, who had a morning book, only felt dizzy and threw the teaching materials on the table and gave up.
When people are free, they want to fish, and they look at the ceiling of the bedroom for two minutes. Lu Zhou touched the phone.
Coincidentally, someone sent a message to himself, and he opened WeChat.
Chen Yushan: [School brother, why didn't you come to the library today? I don't have a question, can you teach me? 】
Chen Yushan: [Picture]
Lu Zhou thought about it, edited a message and sent it.
[In the bedroom, the modern generation, wait a moment...]
Zooming in on the problem picture, Lu Zhou blinked his eyes and put the phone on one side and snorted from the chair.
I took a piece of draft paper and picked up the pen to write and draw on it. In less than two minutes, he got it.
Taking out the mobile phone and taking a photo of Zhang Zhaofa, Lu Zhou looked at the modern history lying on one side and sent a heartfelt feeling.
Sure enough, math is interesting!
Indulge in fish, do not want to endorse, Lu Zhou pick up the phone to continue to brush friends circle.
I brushed it and saw that my roommate had made a message.
[Liu Rui: Ah ah... I haven’t reviewed it at all, it’s hard to count high numbers! I have to hang up the T.T]
"..."
Lu Zhou felt that he should probably shield the friends of this product. However, after meditation on dozens of times and good people and social harmony, he finally gave the show a good compliment and then quickly passed.
Brushing the circle of friends one by one, quite a feeling of reading a chapter.
Time has passed without knowing it.
At this time, the door of the bedroom suddenly opened, and Shi Shang, who was sweating, walked in with basketball.
"Is it in the ditch?" Lu Zhou gave him a look.
"What kind of ditch, play! At the end of this month, after the English test is finished, I have to play the class competition. The squad leader pulls us to the training camp." A fart, the stock sat on the chair, Shi Shang opened the mineral water bottle, and slammed his mouth. He said with a sigh of relief, "His grandmother, the center of the second class is so special, you can go to the pole."
"You are not reviewing?"
"Reviewing a squat, I have seen it in peacetime, and I will review it again. 90 points are unrealistic, 80 points are strong, 70 points are stress-free, I want to get high scores, I have to watch Laotang’s hands!" Using the textbook to say the wind, "Moreover, mathematics is important in mathematics."
"Sports only have a few grade points..." Lu Zhou was unable to vomit.
"Lu Zhou." Shi Shang looked at Lu Zhou seriously.
As soon as this guy looked seriously, Lu Zhou was uncomfortable.
"Dry...?"
"Do you have only a grade point in your life?" Shi Shangyu asked.
"……What else?"
"I am changing the way, do you want a sister?" Shi Shang asked seriously.
"Okay……"
Lu Zhou felt that he was not hungry. He was thirsty to that extent, and from a rational point of view, with his own objective economic conditions, he himself could not afford the cost of love.
He is a person who is afraid of trouble, and a person who does not like to trouble others. Although he believes that he will become rich in money in the future, he will have more money than anyone else, but he does not want to delay the youth of others.
Of course, I think so, maybe because he hasn't met yet, a person who wants to love everything.
Who will say well in the future?
"What is okay? Lu Zhou, as a bedroom chief, I must teach you some experience in life." Shi Shang holds the chair back, and in turn sits and speaks with a heavy heart. "You imagine, when You dribble into the free-throw line, facing the encirclement of two big-shaped big men, suddenly a three-step layup, get up dunks... What will happen next?"
"I... don't dunk."
With the height of Lu Zhou, it is no problem to jump up and touch the basket. It is still too far from the dunk. If you really want to put the ball up, I am afraid that it will be covered badly?
"Shooting, shooting will always be! A three-pointer is in the middle of the bullseye." Shi Shang hated iron and said, "Let's think about it!"
Shooting is still possible.
Lu Zhou thought for a moment and said, "Is the ball in?"
"There are only these? Patterns! Mori broke!" Shi Shang patted his thighs and his tone became more and more excited. "It’s cheering! Think about those flying balls, think about the cheerleaders who cheer you up, think about those who wear super Short. The long legs under the skirt, they are madly shouting your name, the girl’s flush on her face...”
"Stop, stop first!" Lu Zhou frowned, interrupting Shi Shang's fantasy, "Our class... Is there a girl?"
Don't say that we have no class.
There is no second class opposite.
"..."
The silence in the bedroom was filled with death.
In a sense, it is a genius to be able to talk about death in one sentence.
Shi Shangchang sighed and looked at the sky and said, "I don't have a common language with you."
Lu Zhou sighed in his heart and said that he said to each other.
