Chapter 38: Chapter 38 Haha! Great! (Additional chapter for the Alliance Hierarch “Experint Body Jun Gui”)
Editor: Henyee Translations
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Zhang Yuan felt puzzled, did his dad have that many fangirls? It shouldn’t be; he didn’t engage in social activities and just got a bit of fa after winning first prize. Was the state promoting him heavily?
He smiled and said, “It’s not like you think… I’m about to leave Earth, where would I find the ti to do such things? Let your sister get along well with your brother-in-law.”
“Leave Earth?” Han Ziyue’s voice elongated, with a slight look of shock on her face, “Could it be, you’re one of those one in five hundred thousand?”
Zhang Yuan nodded.
“So frustrating!”
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Han Ziyue pouted, her expectations completely falling through, “So that’s why you don’t consider ten million as money! I was planning to latch onto a rich guy, but it turns out you already donated everything, you might be poorer than …”
Saying her purpose of “latching onto a rich guy” so bluntly, Zhang Yuan exclaid, were young girls nowadays so bold?
Her small head swayed as if she was muttering to herself, “Sigh, is this al going to make pay? Well, it’s not impossible…”
“You have to think of how to compensate for my empty, lost soul, maybe help fix my computer back at the dorm. An astronaut should know how to fix things, right?”
Zhang Yuan was taken aback, “Don’t worry, I can still afford a al. As for fixing things, fixing a computer…”
Was there so underlying aning in fixing a computer?
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At 7 PM, in the office building.
“Mr. Wang, Zhang Yuan is quite a talent, very articulate. I think once he’s on the spaceship, he could consider doing so administrative work with . His major is quite suitable… especially for the research on New Civilization History, we need such talents.”
“How could that be?”
Professor Wang Zhong righteously refused, “High-IQ talents should focus on academics, what managent, such a waste of ti!”
The middle-aged man with a military deanor chuckled, “It still depends on his personal wishes, what could co of conducting research on a spaceship?”
Wang Zhong pondered, sighed, and said, “Ma Tao, just take care of the kid a bit; no need for special treatnt. Building a new civilization, we can’t let the initial ethos go awry. The smaller the environnt, the easier it is for ssy unwritten rules to form; we can’t start that!”
Captain Ma sighed, “You’re right.”
“Not engaging in administrative managent is actually nice, having ample ti for hibernation. At least… there’s a possibility of seeing the new Sun in 3000.”
He slowly spoke as if sighing about sothing, “Like our previous captains, they most likely died of old age en route. Unable to see the future Mother Star.”
The long journey, three thousand years, no one knew if this spaceship would reach its destination.
“Good luck to you all!”
“Hopefully.”
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After seeing off Captain Ma, Wang Zhong finally had the mont to sit down and do so of his own work.
Professor Wang Zhong, getting older, could not keep up with the young minds in terms of thinking speed, and learning new knowledge revealed so gaps. However, looking at students’ articles should still be doable.
He was reading the thesis Zhang Yuan sent him.
His brows furrowed and relaxed intermittently.
This thesis, how to put it?
Firstly, it made the typical beginner’s mistake: too verbose. So very obvious conclusions didn’t need long-winded explanations, as if fearing insiders wouldn’t understand.
Moreover, there were so issues with the structural levels; the primary and secondary points were unclear, not highlighting the intended the.
Of course, these were rely details, not major issues, and could be revised in a day or two.
Apart from these problems, the logical proof was very clear, with a ticulous process of case-based reasoning.
He wanted to find a loophole, yet felt at a loss on how to start.
“Quite a beautiful piece of work!”
After spending three hours reading the whole thesis, Wang Zhong felt increasingly satisfied with this young disciple.
As a mathematician, he found the process of mathematical proof very brilliant, with a refreshing and exhilarating sense of satisfaction.
This appreciation for mathematics was sothing every renowned mathematician should possess.
However, since it wasn’t within his field specialty, whether this paper had value, or whether it could be published, remained an unknown.
“Each profession has its own expertise, whether there’s innovation, I don’t know either.”
He decided to do a plagiarism check first.
Professor Wang uploaded the thesis to a professional platform, and a number popped up on the webpage, “Thesis duplicate ratio: 2.33%.”
A very acceptable duplication rate.
Duplicate issues arose due to the algorithm problems of the thesis library, with so technical terms having a little overlap with other theses.
After writing so revision comnts, Wang Zhong stood up from his seat, stretched his limbs, and planned to consult so experts in Information Science or chanical Engineering.
Getting older had its advantage, having students all over the world, spanning across various industries. Thus, Professor Wang Zhong’s connections were vast, knowing almost every expert in various fields.
“Oh, it’s already ten o’clock. Forget it.”
After thinking about it, not wanting to disturb others’ rest, Wang Zhong just sent an email asking industry professionals to comnt on the thesis.
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“Professor Wang’s student’s paper, sent to , could it be in the field of chanical Engineering?”
“Just recently accepted undergraduates?”
Facing this elderly man over eighty but still working on the front line, Lin Wenda was very respectful. Asking him about an undergraduate’s paper was rare, one had to at least give so face.
However, at the mont, Lin Wenda had a project on hand and couldn’t spare much ti to review a thesis.
He casually forwarded this thesis to his students, asking them to take a look first. If it was ordinary stuff, he wouldn’t need to waste his ti.
By his thinking, being graduate students, reading an undergraduate’s paper should be easy, right?
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“…The teacher is always like this; making do such boring little tasks. Revising a thesis, what if it’s written by a novice, making rewrite the whole thing?”
Wang Lili was watching a movie with her boyfriend and suddenly received this ssage, uttering a low complaint.
Life as a graduate student was tough, often having to do chores for the teacher.
Her ntor was already a good one, giving only relevant work without errands or sending parcels, nor randomly delaying graduation without reason, and there were no unwritten dramatic rules.
Anyway, enduring through this ti would pass as well.
“If I pursue a doctorate, I’d still have to slave away for so many years!”
Just the thought made her not want to study further.
But for her future, she had to bear it slowly.
Casually clicking on the thesis, upon seeing the thesis title and “Zhang Yuan” written under the author, Wang Lili suddenly felt overjoyed.
Ha ha!
Cool!
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