Director Zhang and the crew were not the only ones with pale faces.
Wu Yan was sitting in a hotel room. He had just scrolled through Weibo and his face was pale as well. He did not look as calm as when he was on stage.
The name University of Auckland sounded cool. After all, it was named after the capital of a country. However, in fact, in New Zealand, which was located on the edge of the world, this university's world ranking was not particularly outstanding. It was only at the bottom of the top 100, not as good as Shuimu Yan University. At most, it was on the same level as Zhi University and Jiao Tong University.
Although this university was relatively strong compared to other universities, if one could not stay in the country after graduation, one would be at a disadvantage when one returned to China.
Coincidentally, Wu Yan was the type of person who did not have a place to go when he returned to China. Not to mention, his major was mathematics. The status of mathematics at the University of Auckland was very subtle.
As for how his fans affectionately called him, it was just like his real age. Everything could be packaged. Regardless of whether he graduated in the near future, he was still studying for a PhD.
Even though the degree was in the future.
When he saw the video overseas, he thought it was very interesting. He thought that not many people in China had seen it, and the presenter did not submit a supplementary thesis at the conference. The thesis was still the proof of Zhou's conjecture, so he became greedy.
Since it wasn't going to be published in a journal, and since the entertainment industry and academia didn't have any interaction, he decided to use the proof process … Maybe at the time, he thought about making it real, so he was quite involved in it.
However, the final result was beyond his expectations.
It hadn't even been a week, and he was already being skinned alive.
Someone posted the conference minutes online with the signature of Mr. Francis, the president of the Federal Mathematics Society. For him, it was like a bolt from the blue.
Even though the production team was trying to help him reduce the popularity of the post, and even though his fans were still helping him, he was still panicking.
Unfortunately, at this time, he received a call on his cell phone.
The caller was none other than his supervisor at the University of Auckland, Professor Harris.
He spoke in a questioning tone.
"What thesis did you submit recently? You didn't write my name, right? "
Wu Yan paused for a second and replied, "I didn't submit a thesis."
Disputes caused by copyright were not uncommon in the academic community, but this did not mean that the academic community could tolerate it. On the contrary, the academic circle was the most intolerant of plagiarism.
Perhaps it was because he heard that his name wasn't in the second director's position, but Professor Harris's tone softened a little. However, the seriousness in his voice remained the same.
There were no groundless accusations.
Especially since this accusation came from the Federal Mathematics Society.
Professor Harris said in a serious tone, "Someone accused you of plagiarism, and this accusation came from the Federal Mathematics Society. I hope you can take this matter seriously."
"I didn't plagiarize," Wu Yan's face turned red. "I just participated in a TV program in our country, and I might have used a part of it …"
In the end, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't continue.
Professor Harris frowned and asked, "Part of what?"
"Part of the proof of the twin prime conjecture presented at the Princeton conference …"
The other end of the phone was silent for a while.
Then, the voice sounded a little sarcastic.
"Then you checked the conference submission and found out that it was improvised by the presenter. Then, you logged into the arXiv and found out that this thesis wasn't included, so you happily used it? Do you know that there are conference minutes in addition to conference submissions? "
Wu Yan's face turned red.
He had never done a report on stage, so how would he know about these things? Even the proof process was the "gun version" that was discussed on the Princeton academic exchange website.
Wu Yan knew that there was no point in hiding, so he tried to argue with his supervisor, "I didn't publish a thesis on the arXiv or a journal, I just had a sudden inspiration …"
"You're glad you didn't submit it on the arXiv, so you think there's still room for negotiation? Even if you don't apologize, you can still get away with it? Regardless, I suggest you take some time to go back to Auckland and deal with your student status. "
Wu Yan was stunned. He wanted to ask what the supervisor meant, but the phone was busy.
Beep beep beep …
His face turned pale and cold sweat started to drip down his back.
The phone fell onto the bed. At that moment, all that was left in his heart was despair.
Professor Harris told him to go back and deal with his student status.
What does this mean?
Am I … fired?
The door was pushed open and his agent walked in.
Yang Feng walked in and saw Wu Yan's face. He paused for a second and immediately asked, "What's wrong?"
"My supervisor," said Wu Yan bitterly, "… I might be fired."
Yang Feng was stunned for a second before he said, "Why do you care about your supervisor? Do you really want to go back to New Zealand and do your mathematics? Do you think you can make as much money as you do with one advertisement? You have money, so why are you afraid of not having a degree? "
Wu Yan thought for a second and felt that his agent made sense.
Wasn't this what many rich kids did when they went abroad? Even though foreign universities had strict rules, this did not mean that there was no chance at all. In the worst case scenario, he could find a community college in Auckland and spend some money on it …
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He then asked, "What do we do now?"
There was no way he could apologize.
He had no way out.
A taciturn scholar was his persona. Once his persona collapsed, it would be a devastating blow to his career.
On the contrary, so what if his academic career ended? His acting career had only just begun! Even if he was not blacklisted by mainstream journals, he probably did not have the ability to publish in them.
"The program has been modified. There's only one way to save you," said Li Dong fiercely. A fierce look flashed in Li Dong's eyes. "Sort out the paper as soon as possible and publish it in a domestic general journal. We'll take advantage of the time difference. As long as your paper is published before his, the results will still be yours … Also, remember to differentiate your steps from his. For example, change his steps. You're the MVP of the semifinals of the strongest genius student. Why can he think of it and not you? "
Wu Yan was shocked by this idea. He did not expect his agent to be crazier than him.
"How do I change it? The highlight of the whole thesis is that he used the principles of topology to redefine the sieve theory. This is something that can't be avoided … "
Yang Feng said resentfully, "Are you a pig? Why the hell are you talking to me about mathematics? I don't understand that stuff! If I tell you to change the steps, you can follow his train of thought, but you don't have to copy it. For example, change a few letters. We can insist that it was a coincidence. At most, we can prove it at the same time. Why do you care about the academic community? You're in the entertainment industry. What's important is the truth? "
Wu Yan wanted to curse, "You're a pig. Do you think a mathematics thesis is like a college entrance examination essay?" This kind of modification would be a failure.
However, he couldn't think of a better way.
Actually, in his heart, it was not that he didn't have a little bit of luck, just like the little bit of luck he had in the beginning.
He had read Professor Zellberg's thesis in 1995. If he found an unscrupulous journal and published it first, then he could insist that it was his own original work. Who could explain it?
It was just that these two "geniuses" had the same idea …
Regardless of whether or not the academic community believed this explanation, at least he could give his fans a reasonable explanation. His fans were his foundation. Even if the show was stopped and rectified, as long as his fans were still around, it was not impossible for him to make a comeback after some time.
However, things did not always go as he wished.
Or rather, he did not realize that he had poked more than one hornet's nest.
While Wu Yan and his agent were discussing the specific implementation of the plan, a phone call suddenly came in.
Yang Feng took out his phone and looked at the caller. He stood up and said, "I'm going to take a call." He then walked to the entrance.
"Hello, Director Zhang. Hello, how's the negotiation between the program team and the station going? What did the leaders of the station mean? Such a big investment can't be stopped just like that … "
"Look at the news yourself."
The voice on the other end of the phone was a little old. Yang Feng almost did not recognize who it was.
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