Of course, Lu Zhou did not blame Professor Liu.
Professor Liu probably knew that this class was meaningless to Lu Zhou and did not want to waste his time. After all, this sentence meant that this class would not pick him. Wasn't this implying that he did not have to come to class?
As for what if he did not get full marks …
Lu Zhou felt that the possibility of this happening was not high.
Without the pressure from the big boss, coupled with the reward of ten times the usual time, everyone in the classroom was finally motivated. Luo Rundong, the number two genius student in class, quickly calculated the result. He raised his hand and walked to the podium. He solved the problem.
[…]
[… is the appropriate equation.]
[The general solution is not bad,] said Professor Liu with a smile as he gave a concise evaluation.
The bell rang.
Professor Liu finished the last word of the first class on time and announced the end of the class.
The students in the classroom quickly packed their things and rushed to the cafeteria.
Two months after school started, it was the peak time for the cafeteria. The new freshmen had an extraordinary enthusiasm for the cafeteria. They would always finish the "tomato fish" and "toothpick meat" in the cafeteria before the second, third, and fourth years arrived. They would only leave behind a pile of soft cabbage and stewed tofu. It was terrifying.
Lu Zhou followed the crowd to the cafeteria. He did not go to the cafeteria. Instead, he went to the barbecue rice window and lined up.
Then …
He was immediately recognized.
"F * ck me, it's Lu Zhou!"
"Bro, after you."
"Genius, do you still need the advanced mathematics textbook from your first year? I want to buy it and have a look … If I really can't, I can borrow it to copy your notes! I'll pay for it! "
"Senior, I heard that you got full marks in advanced mathematics and mathematics. Do you have any tips?"
These first-year students were too enthusiastic. Lu Zhou looked at the students who insisted on giving up their seats for him. He thought to himself, I'm just here to buy food, do you have to be like this …
Also, there are people who took pictures and posted them on their social media.
Lu Zhou found a secluded corner and sat down after finishing his meal with much difficulty.
Before the stool was even warm, another call came in.
The caller was Dean Lu. As soon as the call was connected, he said, "Lu Zhou, there's an interview this afternoon. Come down to the laboratory building later."
Lu Zhou had a headache when he heard about the interview.
"Director Lu, can you cancel the interview?"
Dean Lu was stunned and could not help but ask, "Why?"
"Director Lu, the media's excessive attention has seriously affected my daily life and studies. I think Professor Tang is right. To be an academic, one must be able to sit on a cold bench, avoid arrogance, and stay away from fame and fortune, "Lu Zhou said righteously.
It was not that he was indifferent to fame and fortune.
And he was really scared.
The first two times it became a trending topic were during the summer holidays. By the time the students returned to school, the popularity had already died down.
But this time, after being bombarded by the media, he was like a panda in the zoo. Coupled with the school's publicity, everyone in the school knew who he was.
In the time it took to eat in the cafeteria, two girls had already hit on him, three students had asked for his WeChat ID, and four seniors had asked him if he was interested in joining "XXX Club" or "XXX Research Society".
There was also a graduate student who asked him if he was interested in collaborating on an SCI thesis.
Lu Zhou was annoyed, so he told her in a serious manner that he wasn't interested. Thank you!
Dean Lu coughed awkwardly and said, "Um … I understand your difficulties. I promise you, this is the last time! Also, this interview is to give you an award. Are you sure you don't want to come? "
Lu Zhou was stunned and said, "Award?"
"Didn't Dean Qin tell you? Jinling Daily and the vice president of the ICBC Jinling Branch are here, the award … "
"Okay, Dean Lu, I'll be right there!"
Lu Zhou hung up the phone and quickly finished the food on his plate. He did not want to stay there any longer. He immediately rushed toward the laboratory building.
…
The next day, the headline of Jinling Daily once again shocked everyone.
[Twenty-year-old University of Jin Ling student, Lu Zhou, solved a world mathematics problem and won a million yuan award from the school!]
In the picture, Lu Zhou and Principal Xu Jian were facing the camera. They were holding an ICBC check that was magnified dozens of times and looked like a short banner.
The popularity that was about to die down was suddenly smashed by the million yuan award.
When the crowd saw the string of zeros on the check, they were all shocked.
[Oh my god, one million yuan for one question! This money is so easy to earn!]
[One question per night, 100 nights is 100 million yuan. I think I found a way to make money. (dog head)]
[From today onwards, I'm going to learn mathematics. I'll start doing math problems after I turn off my phone. No one can stop me!]
[Jin Ling University is too rich …]
[Male god!!! (heart) (heart) (heart)]
[My graduation thesis is about the three ways to prove the conjecture of the distribution law of Mersenne primes. I've been preparing for this thesis for almost half a year, and now the conjecture has been proven. At this moment, I just want to smoke a cigarette. (sorrowful) (sorrowful)]
[Ask the guy above for a psychological trauma of 23333.]
[Even if you do your best, you might not be as good as someone else. (dog head) (dog head)]
It was not just Weibo. The scope of the discussion spread from the daily headlines to Tieba and other major online forums.
On the Yan University forum, someone reposted the news.
[Jin Ling University mathematics department? Jin Ling University has a mathematics department? Isn't there only a physics department?]
[I read the thesis, the author is a genius! It's a pity he didn't come to Yan University!]
[My PhD supervisor told me about this the day before yesterday. He said that when Elder Ren from Yan University went to Jin Ling University to give a lecture, he could tell that this kid was extraordinary, so he persuaded him to go to Yan University.]
[And the result?]
[I don't know, looks like he didn't succeed. For this kind of genius, I'm afraid Princeton and Paris are his targets!]
Of course, not only were there envious voices, but there were also many voices of criticism. Some people said that the reward was too much. Some people said that the media was overpraising Lu Zhou. Some people said that the value of Zhou's conjecture might cause the public to be too optimistic about the current education environment, which would hinder the progress of education reform …
However, these voices of opposition were only a small portion. After all, no amount of analysis could compare to a theorem named by a Chinese surname, which could boost the confidence of the people.
Just this alone was enough to give the publicity department a reason to "support Lu Zhou".
Over the past two days, Lu Zhou knew what was happening on the internet.
His Weibo followers had increased to 200,000. Every time he logged into his account, he would receive 99 + private messages.
This time, no one asked him to write a thesis. Instead, it was …
[Hey, do you have a girlfriend? I'm Loli Liyin!]
[Hey, are you in an online relationship? The kind where you kill yourself if you break up.]
[Hey, do you have a girlfriend? I can cross-dress.]
Lu Zhou:???
It's just a photo, is there a need to be so exaggerated?
"I can't mess with them."
Lu Zhou pretended that he did not see these private messages. He was about to close Weibo when he suddenly remembered that this was a good opportunity to take advantage of the popularity!
His eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly typed on the screen and typed a "Campus Train" advertisement in the simplest terms possible. He then clicked "Send".
He waited for a while.
Lu Zhou refreshed Weibo and clicked on the comments section.
Then, he was stunned.
[The app hasn't been updated in a month, is it still not dead? (laughing emoji)]
[When Mr. Lu walked into the shop, everyone looked at him and smiled. Someone said, "Mr. Lu, you're advertising on Weibo again?" Mr. Lu did not answer. He said to the counter, "Give me an advertisement." Then, he gave them nine copper coins. They deliberately shouted, "Your app is dead again!" Mr. Lu's eyes were wide open as he said, "How can you accuse me like this …" "I saw with my own eyes that your app's downloads were at the bottom." Mr. Lu's face turned red and the veins on his forehead popped out. He argued, "Being at the bottom of the downloads isn't dead … It's off-season! How can a mathematician's job be dead? " Then, he said something difficult to understand. Things like "not having a long vacation", "university students don't travel by train", etc. It made everyone laugh and the Weibo comments were filled with laughter … (dog emoji)]
[Chen Duxiu, please sit down, you're blocking Lu Xun from looking at the blackboard!]
[Every time a genius student is sent to the trending list, I guess the genius finally remembered his Weibo account.]
[Even a genius student has things he's not good at.]
[A million yuan is enough for Mr. Lu to waste for a long time!]
[I'm begging you, go back to studying mathematics!]
[The blogger doesn't do his job. He advertises every day and never replies to my private messages. I'm unsubscribing.]
Lu Zhou:???
What the hell?
Why does it feel like something is wrong?
Is it because he is advertising and forgot to do the lucky draw?
These people are too evil!
When Lu Zhou saw people laughing at his app, he was not happy.
What do you mean it's dead?
How is it dead?
It's just that he was too busy and did not pay attention to it!
Not to mention, the user base is there and the user activity is not good … Which normal student would book train tickets every day?
MMP！
Lu Zhou did not believe it.
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