What was Lu Zhou doing now?
Of course, he was sleeping.
After staying up all night, his phone was out of battery. It was seven o 'clock in the morning when he returned to his dorm. He plugged his phone into the charging cable and immediately fell asleep.
When Lu Zhou woke up, it was already afternoon and his dorm was empty.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned as he climbed down the ladder. He went to the balcony to wash up before he put on his clothes and went straight to the cafeteria.
He ordered a bowl of fried rice and soy milk and sat in a corner to eat. Lu Zhou took out his phone and was about to look at his friend circle.
However, when he opened his phone, he realized that Professor Tang had called him more than ten times from his office phone.
"Did he finish editing the thesis? There's … no need to call so many times. "
Lu Zhou was touched. He quickly finished his dinner and quickly went to clean up the damaged car. He then rushed toward the laboratory building.
…
"I've been calling you all day, but I can't get through. What the hell are you doing all day?" said Professor Tang as he sat behind his desk. He began to criticize Lu Zhou.
"Um, my phone is out of battery. I forgot to turn it on," said Lu Zhou as he scratched his head.
He did not plan on telling the professor about his part-time job. First of all, the school did not allow first-year students to stay out at night. Second of all, he did not want this to spread to the counselor and then to his dad. His family would be worried about him.
Fortunately, Professor Tang did not ask further. He took off his reading glasses and unplugged the USB from his laptop. He placed it on the table and said, "Your thesis is pretty good. There aren't many parts that need to be changed. I won't ask you to add my name to the book title."
"How can I do that? Without your guidance — "
Tang Zhiwei raised his hand and interrupted Lu Zhou, "I have the final say. I've read your thesis. If that little academic discussion could qualify as a co-author, then wouldn't there be tens of thousands of theses with my name on it? Teaching is my duty. I don't care what habits other professors have, but I can't start this bad habit with them. If you really think that I've done you a big favor, there's no need to repay me in this way. Just help me with something. "
To be honest, it was just an SCI paper. At Tang Zhiwei's level, he no longer cared about it. For Lu Zhou, an independently published thesis was extremely precious. Signing his name might give his manuscript some preferential treatment in the review process, but it might not necessarily be a good thing for him.
Lu Zhou said sincerely, "If there's anything I can help you with, please let me know."
"Hehe, it's not a big deal. Don't worry, it will only be good for you." Tang Zhiwei said slowly, "In September, the National University Mathematical Modeling Competition will be held. Our department is planning to join forces with the software department to form a team. I discussed it with Dean Lu and decided on you."
National Mathematical Modeling Competition?
Lu Zhou was slightly surprised.
He had heard of this before. It was said that the value of a national award was quite high. It was so high that the HR department of some companies would take a second look at your resume when they received it.
But …
As for the legendary mathematical modeling competition, he had only heard of it.
It was already the middle of June. There were only three months left until the end of September.
Three months of preparation time, is it really okay?
Lu Zhou asked quietly, "Can I go back and think about it?"
Professor Tang raised his eyebrows and placed his hand on the USB, "What's there to think about? You still need to think about such a good opportunity? Okay, go back and think about it. I'll keep the USB with me. Come back when you're done! "
Looking at Professor Tang's unreasonable look, Lu Zhou did not know whether to laugh or cry. He said, "But Professor Tang, I've never participated in this kind of competition before. You want me to represent the department, what if I cheat you …"
Participating is not a problem …
But if I lose, I don't want to be the scapegoat!
"I'm not even worried, what are you afraid of?" Tang Zhiwei snorted. After pausing for a moment, he continued in a gentle tone, "Don't think that this competition is too difficult. Don't worry, just be bold. With your ability, it's definitely enough. I can be sure of this."
Professor Tang had already said this. If Lu Zhou didn't agree, then he would be too ungrateful.
Actually, if he thought about it carefully, participating in this kind of competition would definitely be beneficial to him. The only thing that made Lu Zhou hesitate was that the competition training might affect his work time and the progress of completing the system missions.
He had already planned to stay in school for the summer vacation. He wanted to level up the system as soon as possible. He wanted to at least level 1 mathematics. Otherwise, he would be stuck at zero for all his other subjects. Other than completing missions, the rest of his time was part-time. After all, not only did he have to pay for school expenses during the summer vacation, but he also had to pay for the next semester.
It was as if Professor Tang saw through Lu Zhou's greed. He smiled and said slowly, "Although the mathematical modeling competition doesn't have a prize, our school does. The team that gets first place not only has a ten thousand yuan prize, but they will also have priority in scholarships. "
"Professor Tang, I've thought about it. Please let me represent the department!" said Lu Zhou with a serious face.
Professor Tang held back his laughter as he placed the vacuum flask on the table. He waved his hand and said, "I'll put up your name. Come here on Saturday and meet your teammates. That's it, don't forget. "
"Okay!" said Lu Zhou in high spirits.
Ten thousand yuan prize! That would be more than three thousand yuan divided among the three of them! Coupled with the eight thousand yuan national scholarship, it would add up to more than ten thousand yuan.
It might not be much for students with good family backgrounds. However, for Lu Zhou, who only had three thousand yuan in his bank account, it was undoubtedly a huge amount of money!
After thanking Professor Tang again, Lu Zhou took the USB and returned to his dorm.
The sky was already dark. Other than Liu Rui, who was still studying mathematical analysis in the classroom, Shi Shang and Huang Guangming had already returned. They were sitting in front of the computer and excitedly playing group games.
Although Lu Zhou wanted to join them and relax, he remembered that he still had important things to do. Therefore, he gave up on this idea. He placed his laptop on his bed and connected it to the wifi in the dorm. He was ready to upload his thesis.
After some hesitation, he finally chose the official journal of the Courant Institute of Mathematical Sciences at New York University, [Theoretical and Applied Mathematics Communication].
As for the reason, it was naturally because he could save a lot of money on the page.
However, he might have to wait in line for a while.
He opened the webpage and filled in the author's information and email. After around ten minutes, Lu Zhou finally reached the last step, which was to upload the thesis.
The status showed "Submitted to the Editor's Office", which meant that the thesis had been sent to the editor's office. Next, he had to wait for a review editor to see his thesis …
Lu Zhou stretched his back and was about to lie on his bed for a while. Suddenly, his phone vibrated.
He thought that it was Chen Yushan who wanted to ask him another mathematics question. However, when he unlocked his phone, it was an email.
When Lu Zhou saw the email title, he was stunned.
He almost thought that he was reading it wrong and could not help but whisper.
"… How is this possible?"
It was a copyright authorization agreement from across the Pacific Ocean!
In other words, his thesis had entered the so-called "proof" process!
Although the rules were different for different journals, most of them would only send the authorization agreement after accepting the thesis. This process could take anywhere from one to two weeks.
In other words, his thesis had instantly jumped the queue and was directly sent to the editor's computer …
Is this also the power of the system?
Lu Zhou gulped and opened his email. He downloaded the agreement and signed the authorization agreement. He then sent the electronic file back to the address given in the email.
After waiting for around five minutes, he refreshed the submission page.
[Under-Review]!
Lu Zhou felt that his heart was beating fast.
This meant that his thesis had already passed the technical editor's format review. It was about to be reviewed by a professional academic editor, which was the so-called external review!
Most people would be stuck at the technical editor for the first time. However, because Old Tang had helped him edit the thesis, he seemed to have passed this stage. As for the external review, it was the most rigorous and longest process in the entire SCI submission process.
Because under normal circumstances, academic editors were also busy researchers. Reviewing manuscripts was unpaid work and required a lot of energy. Therefore, it depended on the reviewer's mood to contribute to the academic community for free. If the reviewer was slow or busy, they could even be stuck at the "UR" stage for a month or two!
After waiting for around five minutes, Lu Zhou refreshed the website again.
This time, the status of the thesis did not change.
For some reason, when Lu Zhou saw this, he was relieved.
Although the power of the system had destroyed his common sense, it seemed to return to the category of common sense at the most critical moment. It was impossible for an academic editor to stare at his email all the time for this kind of unpaid work.
It seemed that the system could not control a person's behavior. Although it seemed to use some kind of mysterious power to let his thesis jump the queue within the rules, maybe it could also let his thesis always appear in the first line of the academic editor's email. However, there was still a certain restriction in this power.
As for what this restriction was, Lu Zhou was not sure. But no matter what, it was a good thing.
If the system was really powerful enough to control a person's behavior, it would be too scary.
Although he enjoyed the knowledge and convenience that the system brought him, he did not want to become a puppet of the system one day. Freedom was priceless. Even when he was short of money, he still thought so.
Of course, it would be great if the final UR stage could be completed before the mathematical analysis exam …
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