Chapter 359: Chapter 131 Sorry, I can’t think of a title for this chapter!
After the conference ended, as they went to eat, the two highest-ranking professors in the academic world naturally walked with Qiao Yu and Tian Yan Zhen.
Well, Qiao Yu must be placed at the forefront here.
After all, these big shots approached because they wanted to chat more with Qiao Yu.
“So, I heard that mathematicians are ranked by Fields dal mathematicians and sixty-minute report mathematicians… Since I made a sixty-minute report directly, does that an I’m already a second-tier mathematician?” Qiao Yu excitedly asked Schulz beside him.
It wasn’t that he was disrespecting Mr. Pierre Delini, but this senior was, after all, older, and relatively speaking, Peter Schultz, who wasn’t even forty, should understand the mindset of young people better and have fewer barriers when chatting.
“First, I’ve never heard of this kind of saying. But I think even if there were such a saying, those sixty-minute report mathematicians would refer to the International Congress of Mathematicians, not this kind of satellite eting.
And sixty-minute reports co in many types. Is it an opening report, a closing report, in the main session, or a breakout session… In short, without specifications, a sixty-minute report is actually very common, so if you’re referring to a sixty-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians, that’s indeed quite significant.
Secondly, if you can give a sixty-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians, you usually would receive many mathematics awards. For instance, many Fields dal recipients have been invited at different tis to give a sixty-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians.
If I rember correctly, your ntor, Professor Tian, has won the Weber Prize before. Besides, I think you shouldn’t be concerned with these things right now; they are aningless. You might even be nominated for next year’s Fields dal, but I think most likely, you’ll just accompany the run.
Because you’re still too young. At your age, I was still working hard to participate in the IMO, and here you are attending a mathematics conference. So, I think there’s no need to hurry. Why not bypass the so-called second-tier mathematician and directly beco a first-tier mathematician?”
Peter Schultz shrugged and said.
His words also brought a knowing smile from Pierre Delini and Tian Yan Zhen.
Successful senior figures usually appreciate young people who have both capability and drive because it’s like seeing themselves when they were young.
“Oh, is that so. But I’m also participating in this year’s IMO, going in July. I also want to win a gold dal and bring honor to the country.” Qiao Yu said grandly, not caring about the old professors’ smiles.
“You? Participate in the IMO? Aren’t you ineligible to participate?” Pierre Delini took over Qiao Yu’s words.
“Huh? Why am I ineligible? As long as you’re a high school student under 20, you can participate in the IMO, right?” Qiao Yu looked at this math giant in surprise.
“Yes, the problem lies in the high school student part. You need to be a high school student who hasn’t registered at a university to qualify for the IMO, haven’t you already at Yanbei University?” Pierre Delini said, giving a glance at Tian Yan Zhen beside him.
“Oh, that’s not a problem. I’ve only been at Yanbei University for half a year to get used to college life. Actually, my enrollnt is still in high school.” Qiao Yu explained understandingly and then glanced at Director Tian.
Tian Yan Zhen smiled without speaking.
When registering for the competition, Qiao Yu’s enrollnt was indeed still at Xingtie First Middle School. However, after submitting school proof and signing up, it was transferred to Yanbei University, managing to catch a ti gap.
Generally, after registration review, the IMO committee wouldn’t individually verify the contestants’ enrollnt information, nor do they have the authority to do so.
Of course, Qiao Yu’s situation was indeed sowhat different…
“Oh? But as far as I know, you have a paper published under Yujiang University, and before the official IMO, another paper will be published under the Yanbei Mathematics Research Center. Of course, the paper’s publishing entity shouldn’t relate to your enrollnt status.
Usually, the IMO committee wouldn’t bother with these, but if other delegations complain that your participation is evidently unfair…”
At this, Pierre Delini spread his hands, his expression clearly saying, you know…
Qiao Yu was slightly stunned; he hadn’t considered this angle, suspiciously asking, “No way, other delegations can complain about a contestant’s eligibility?”
“Of course, if your participation in the IMO would cause discomfort for most delegations, it might even trigger complaints from multiple delegations. The committee would also need to consider everyone’s opinions, so I think if you want to win an IMO gold dal, it would be quite challenging. Unless you can silence everyone.”
Pierre Delini shrugged and said.
How should he put it, this angle was too tricky, sothing Qiao Yu hadn’t foreseen.
What does it an when they say blessings might turn into a curse? This was undoubtedly it.
What unit to attribute his paper to is his own business, isn’t it? Moreover, this was evidently not his problem but the journal editors’. After all, if a paper says a middle school unit, those editors might not even look at it and just throw it in the trash.
“Hmm… what if I delay publishing the paper?” Qiao Yu thought for a mont and asked.
“The paper can be delayed, but tomorrow’s eting can’t. Let’s put it this way, in tomorrow’s eting, there will be IMO committee experts and judges sitting in the audience listening to your report, and there might also be many countries’ IMO team leader professors. Can you imagine what they would feel seeing you at the IMO in July after seeing your presentation tomorrow?
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