Lu Zhou didn't expect that only one day had passed.
Lu Zhou put his phone away to charge, and casually replied: "So be it."
No matter what, someone is going to be out of luck.
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
The next evening he received an e-mail from Mr. Francis.
Lu Zhou quickly logged into the official website of the Annual Journal of Mathematics, but found no new publications.
To be honest, the development of things to this point was beyond their expectations. I thought it was a perfect marketing campaign, but now it seems that things are not ending well.
He finally understood why Mr. Francis replied to his email saying that he might not need the meeting minutes. It turned out that someone had already sent the meeting minutes to China for him.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhou turned on his phone, looked at Wu Yan's idiot fans who threatened to kill him under their scarves, and suddenly laughed out loud.
Professor Tang: "When your senior brother Luo heard about this matter, he went to the Federal Mathematical Society without saying a word and asked for the minutes of the meeting. Then he took the evidence and contacted several domestic media people to expose the matter. He also went to I sent an email here. Do you see how other people do things? Give him a call later and thank him yourself."
Although they couldn't understand the text, they could at least understand the abstract of the paper. The meeting was clearly about the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers, and they still asked experts in this field.
[… The PDF format file of the meeting minutes is in the attachment of this email, although I feel like you probably don’t need it anymore? Well, good luck to you, friends from across the Pacific.]
His eyes widened in disbelief, Zhang Yuanjie's breathing became more and more rapid, and he suddenly stood up.
A variety show on a local TV station actually copied these things for entertainment.
TV station, conference room.
Zhang Yuanjie's face turned pale, and he could not accept this fact no matter what.
Lu Zhou:? ?
Judging from Old Tang's tone, he didn't seem to be in a hurry
Now the program is effective, but the integrity seems to have been lost.
Why can't it be used
Wu Ping, in particular, felt as if she had been beeped by a dog at this moment.
"Notice from above, starting from today, your program will be suspended for rectification."
Has the Annual Journal of Mathematics published a new issue
"...Isn't it too much of a fuss? It's just a show effect, and it's not a real submission. It can't be said to be such a serious issue as academic fraud, right?"
"It's useless to talk about it now." The assistant standing next to Director Zhang interrupted Yang Feng and looked at Director Zhang, "The key now is how we solve this problem. My suggestion is to start the public relations process immediately , let’s cool down the topic on the scarf first, and then... why not just find a mathematics journal or something, give them some money, and let them publish the proof of that conjecture first?”
Not to mention that you have already published it and copied it exactly, let alone that you haven’t published it yet
At this point, Professor Tang couldn't help but scolded: "If something like this happens in the future, tell me as soon as possible, or tell Dean Qin, don't always think of solving it yourself, can the school just leave you alone?" ? If your senior brother Luo hadn’t told me about this, I really don’t know when I would have found out!”
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
Lu Zhou immediately said: "Of course, I will call you later!"
TV station, conference room.
Lu Zhou quickly logged into the official website of the Annual Journal of Mathematics, but found no new publications.
The man just glanced at Zhang Yuanjie lightly.
Although they couldn't understand the text, they could at least understand the abstract of the paper. The meeting was clearly about the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers, and they still asked experts in this field.
Lu Zhou put his phone away to charge, and casually replied: "So be it."
Lu Zhou quickly logged into the official website of the Annual Journal of Mathematics, but found no new publications.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhou turned on his phone, looked at Wu Yan's idiot fans who threatened to kill him under their scarves, and suddenly laughed out loud.
Think about it, the publication cycle of the Mathematics Annual is "Bimonthly", which is the so-called bimonthly, and it only publishes an issue every two months.
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
He finally understood why Mr. Francis replied to his email saying that he might not need the meeting minutes. It turned out that someone had already sent the meeting minutes to China for him.
The man ignored Director Zhang and threw a document on the table.
Of course it was not Lu Zhou who felt pain, but the editorial department of Renren Daily.
The air in the conference room froze for a moment.
"Elbow, what's wrong with you?"
According to the last publication date, his paper will not be officially published until the end of this month at the earliest. Why can’t it be used? He is still waiting to use this meeting record to blow the heads of those idiot fans.
Now the program is effective, but the integrity seems to have been lost.
"What happened to your kid again?"
"That makes sense."
Just when Lu Zhou was confused, a call came over.
So when Wu Yan's agent came to her with a paper proving the twin prime conjecture, he pointed at it and said it was Wu Yan's recent research result. She searched the Internet for the twin prime conjecture and found that there was indeed no news about it. This conjecture was proven, so I didn't take it to heart.
Just when Lu Zhou was wondering what happened when he woke up, Professor Tang continued to speak.
Um
"What you said, am I not blind? Do you really think that I will stop surfing the Internet?" Professor Tang scolded with a smile.
"...Isn't it too much of a fuss? It's just a show effect, and it's not a real submission. It can't be said to be such a serious issue as academic fraud, right?"
Looking at the screen, it was Professor Tang who was calling. Lu Zhou pressed the connect button and put the phone to his ear. Before he could ask what it was, the other person spoke first.
Wu Ping, in particular, felt as if she had been beeped by a dog at this moment.
His eyes widened in disbelief, Zhang Yuanjie's breathing became more and more rapid, and he suddenly stood up.
Just when Lu Zhou was confused, a call came over.
The air in the conference room froze for a moment.
"...Isn't it too much of a fuss? It's just a show effect, and it's not a real submission. It can't be said to be such a serious issue as academic fraud, right?"
"What happened to your kid again?"
Lu Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Senior Brother Luo?"
After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhou turned on his phone, looked at Wu Yan's idiot fans who threatened to kill him under their scarves, and suddenly laughed out loud.
Lu Zhou quickly logged into the official website of the Annual Journal of Mathematics, but found no new publications.
Lu Zhou immediately said: "Of course, I will call you later!"
Lu Zhou put his phone away to charge, and casually replied: "So be it."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhou turned on his phone, looked at Wu Yan's idiot fans who threatened to kill him under their scarves, and suddenly laughed out loud.
There was no sound, as if a pin dropped on the ground could be clearly heard.
Being asked such a sudden question, Lu Zhou was embarrassed and coughed slightly: "Do you even know?"
So when Wu Yan's agent came to her with a paper proving the twin prime conjecture, he pointed at it and said it was Wu Yan's recent research result. She searched the Internet for the twin prime conjecture and found that there was indeed no news about it. This conjecture was proven, so I didn't take it to heart.
Judging from Old Tang's tone, he didn't seem to be in a hurry
It would be a pity to just give up a character that was so hard to win. In any case, the other party's paper has not been published yet. Even if there is a video online, what can a mere video prove? The bitrate is so low and it's reflective, so you can't even see what's written on the whiteboard clearly.
"Elbow, what's wrong with you?"
Originally, he didn't want to make this matter a big deal, so he didn't tell anyone at the school at all. But he didn't expect that Professor Tang already knew about it.
TV station, conference room.
"...Isn't it too much of a fuss? It's just a show effect, and it's not a real submission. It can't be said to be such a serious issue as academic fraud, right?"
"Notice from above, starting from today, your program will be suspended for rectification."
When they were learning from that video, although they couldn't understand what the people on the stage were doing, they downloaded the paper from that academic conference and read it anyway.
Liu Rui, who was studying the questions, raised his head and asked, "What the hell? Your matter has been solved."
Lu Zhou quickly logged into the official website of the Annual Journal of Mathematics, but found no new publications.
"What you said, am I not blind? Do you really think that I will stop surfing the Internet?" Professor Tang scolded with a smile.
At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a suit walked into the conference room expressionlessly.
Lu Zhou put his phone away to charge, and casually replied: "So be it."
At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a suit walked into the conference room expressionlessly.
"Somehow this matter got to the ears of a few old guys in the Propaganda Department. The Kohl Prize, that's a great event! Now Renren Daily has even written a press release, and we're just waiting Your paper will be published at the end of the month. As a result, oh, this face is quite painful."
"...Isn't it too much of a fuss? It's just a show effect, and it's not a real submission. It can't be said to be such a serious issue as academic fraud, right?"
"Somehow this matter got to the ears of a few old guys in the Propaganda Department. The Kohl Prize, that's a great event! Now Renren Daily has even written a press release, and we're just waiting Your paper will be published at the end of the month. As a result, oh, this face is quite painful."
Um
Zhang Yuanjie's face turned pale, and he could not accept this fact no matter what.
"Notice from above, starting from today, your program will be suspended for rectification."
Lu Zhou quickly logged into the official website of the Annual Journal of Mathematics, but found no new publications.
It would be a pity to just give up a character that was so hard to win. In any case, the other party's paper has not been published yet. Even if there is a video online, what can a mere video prove? The bitrate is so low and it's reflective, so you can't even see what's written on the whiteboard clearly.
Director Zhang pondered for a while and nodded.
The next evening he received an e-mail from Mr. Francis.
The air in the conference room froze for a moment.
There was no sound, as if a pin dropped on the ground could be clearly heard.
Judging from Old Tang's tone, he didn't seem to be in a hurry
Director Zhang pondered for a while and nodded.
If this is ignored, when the report comes out, whose name will be written as the prover of the twin prime conjecture? If something goes wrong, you must be responsible!
"That makes sense."
Now the program is effective, but the integrity seems to have been lost.
[… The PDF format file of the meeting minutes is in the attachment of this email, although I feel like you probably don’t need it anymore? Well, good luck to you, friends from across the Pacific.]
Just when Lu Zhou was wondering what happened when he woke up, Professor Tang continued to speak.
Yang Feng tried to comfort him: "Director Zhang, we are in the same boat now, and this is not the time to quarrel. I asked Wu Yan, and he admitted that he was indeed inspired by the proof process exhibited at that academic conference, but there are many things in it. He has made changes to every detail, and by then we can say that two people have solved the world's problems alone... "
Think about it, the publication cycle of the Mathematics Annual is "Bimonthly", which is the so-called bimonthly, and it only publishes an issue every two months.
"To be honest, this matter has really become a bit big now. That old man Wang Xiping is not very strict with his words. After he came back, he used your story to brag about it. What else can you brag about? Based on this achievement alone, the Kohl Prize in 2017 is definitely You can’t run away, and then guess what?”
Wu Ping's expression was a little embarrassed.
"What's going on? Why did it stop suddenly? This makes no sense... I, I'll tell the station director face to face!"
"...Isn't it too much of a fuss? It's just a show effect, and it's not a real submission. It can't be said to be such a serious issue as academic fraud, right?"
…
So when Wu Yan's agent came to her with a paper proving the twin prime conjecture, he pointed at it and said it was Wu Yan's recent research result. She searched the Internet for the twin prime conjecture and found that there was indeed no news about it. This conjecture was proven, so I didn't take it to heart.
"What you said, am I not blind? Do you really think that I will stop surfing the Internet?" Professor Tang scolded with a smile.
Before Lu Zhou could speak, Professor Tang chuckled and continued.
Before Lu Zhou could speak, Professor Tang chuckled and continued.
Director Zhang said angrily: "Why didn't you make it clear at the time that this whole process was copied?"
At this point, Professor Tang couldn't help but scolded: "If something like this happens in the future, tell me as soon as possible, or tell Dean Qin, don't always think of solving it yourself, can the school just leave you alone?" ? If your senior brother Luo hadn’t told me about this, I really don’t know when I would have found out!”
"Somehow this matter got to the ears of a few old guys in the Propaganda Department. The Kohl Prize, that's a great event! Now Renren Daily has even written a press release, and we're just waiting Your paper will be published at the end of the month. As a result, oh, this face is quite painful."
[… The PDF format file of the meeting minutes is in the attachment of this email, although I feel like you probably don’t need it anymore? Well, good luck to you, friends from across the Pacific.]
The finals are coming soon, and even the rehearsals are over. If it is suddenly stopped at this time, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the influence of the entire program.
"Somehow this matter got to the ears of a few old guys in the Propaganda Department. The Kohl Prize, that's a great event! Now Renren Daily has even written a press release, and we're just waiting Your paper will be published at the end of the month. As a result, oh, this face is quite painful."
Before Lu Zhou could speak, Professor Tang chuckled and continued.
Looking at the screen, it was Professor Tang who was calling. Lu Zhou pressed the connect button and put the phone to his ear. Before he could ask what it was, the other person spoke first.
Professor Tang: "When your senior brother Luo heard about this matter, he went to the Federal Mathematical Society without saying a word and asked for the minutes of the meeting. Then he took the evidence and contacted several domestic media people to expose the matter. He also went to I sent an email here. Do you see how other people do things? Give him a call later and thank him yourself."
Of course it was not Lu Zhou who felt pain, but the editorial department of Renren Daily.
Shi Shang, who was sitting under the bed playing with his guitar, was frightened by Lu Zhou's sudden laughter.
…
Now the program is effective, but the integrity seems to have been lost.
"It's useless to talk about it now." The assistant standing next to Director Zhang interrupted Yang Feng and looked at Director Zhang, "The key now is how we solve this problem. My suggestion is to start the public relations process immediately , let’s cool down the topic on the scarf first, and then... why not just find a mathematics journal or something, give them some money, and let them publish the proof of that conjecture first?”
Lu Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Senior Brother Luo?"
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
If this is ignored, when the report comes out, whose name will be written as the prover of the twin prime conjecture? If something goes wrong, you must be responsible!
No matter what, someone is going to be out of luck.
A variety show on a local TV station actually copied these things for entertainment.
Lu Zhou didn't expect that only one day had passed.
Lu Zhou immediately said: "Of course, I will call you later!"
Has the Annual Journal of Mathematics published a new issue
Think about it, the publication cycle of the Mathematics Annual is "Bimonthly", which is the so-called bimonthly, and it only publishes an issue every two months.
If this is ignored, when the report comes out, whose name will be written as the prover of the twin prime conjecture? If something goes wrong, you must be responsible!
The finals are coming soon, and even the rehearsals are over. If it is suddenly stopped at this time, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the influence of the entire program.
Wu Ping, in particular, felt as if she had been beeped by a dog at this moment.
"What you said, am I not blind? Do you really think that I will stop surfing the Internet?" Professor Tang scolded with a smile.
So when Wu Yan's agent came to her with a paper proving the twin prime conjecture, he pointed at it and said it was Wu Yan's recent research result. She searched the Internet for the twin prime conjecture and found that there was indeed no news about it. This conjecture was proven, so I didn't take it to heart.
Not to mention that you have already published it and copied it exactly, let alone that you haven’t published it yet
It is estimated that not only the editorial staff of Renren Daily look ugly, but the old guys in the Propaganda Department also look ugly. It is conceivable that the person with the ugliest face is probably Mr. Wang from Yanda University.
Judging from Old Tang's tone, he didn't seem to be in a hurry
"Stop looking. It's useless to look for anyone. This rectification document didn't come from your TV station, it came from above."
Lu Zhou didn't expect that only one day had passed.
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
No matter what, someone is going to be out of luck.
…
It is estimated that not only the editorial staff of Renren Daily look ugly, but the old guys in the Propaganda Department also look ugly. It is conceivable that the person with the ugliest face is probably Mr. Wang from Yanda University.
Originally, he didn't want to make this matter a big deal, so he didn't tell anyone at the school at all. But he didn't expect that Professor Tang already knew about it.
There was no sound, as if a pin dropped on the ground could be clearly heard.
He finally understood why Mr. Francis replied to his email saying that he might not need the meeting minutes. It turned out that someone had already sent the meeting minutes to China for him.
Before Lu Zhou could speak, Professor Tang chuckled and continued.
"Somehow this matter got to the ears of a few old guys in the Propaganda Department. The Kohl Prize, that's a great event! Now Renren Daily has even written a press release, and we're just waiting Your paper will be published at the end of the month. As a result, oh, this face is quite painful."
Wu Ping, in particular, felt as if she had been beeped by a dog at this moment.
At this point, Professor Tang couldn't help but scolded: "If something like this happens in the future, tell me as soon as possible, or tell Dean Qin, don't always think of solving it yourself, can the school just leave you alone?" ? If your senior brother Luo hadn’t told me about this, I really don’t know when I would have found out!”
Judging from Old Tang's tone, he didn't seem to be in a hurry
"What happened to your kid again?"
Lu Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Senior Brother Luo?"
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
Lu Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Senior Brother Luo?"
Lu Zhou immediately said: "Of course, I will call you later!"
Professor Tang: "When your senior brother Luo heard about this matter, he went to the Federal Mathematical Society without saying a word and asked for the minutes of the meeting. Then he took the evidence and contacted several domestic media people to expose the matter. He also went to I sent an email here. Do you see how other people do things? Give him a call later and thank him yourself."
To be honest, the development of things to this point was beyond their expectations. I thought it was a perfect marketing campaign, but now it seems that things are not ending well.
Professor Tang: "When your senior brother Luo heard about this matter, he went to the Federal Mathematical Society without saying a word and asked for the minutes of the meeting. Then he took the evidence and contacted several domestic media people to expose the matter. He also went to I sent an email here. Do you see how other people do things? Give him a call later and thank him yourself."
Although they couldn't understand the text, they could at least understand the abstract of the paper. The meeting was clearly about the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers, and they still asked experts in this field.
To be honest, the development of things to this point was beyond their expectations. I thought it was a perfect marketing campaign, but now it seems that things are not ending well.
No matter what, someone is going to be out of luck.
TV station, conference room.
The next evening he received an e-mail from Mr. Francis.
Lu Zhou put his phone away to charge, and casually replied: "So be it."
Judging from Old Tang's tone, he didn't seem to be in a hurry
The next evening he received an e-mail from Mr. Francis.
Lu Zhou immediately said: "Of course, I will call you later!"
Think about it, the publication cycle of the Mathematics Annual is "Bimonthly", which is the so-called bimonthly, and it only publishes an issue every two months.
Lu Zhou quickly logged into the official website of the Annual Journal of Mathematics, but found no new publications.
TV station, conference room.
"Somehow this matter got to the ears of a few old guys in the Propaganda Department. The Kohl Prize, that's a great event! Now Renren Daily has even written a press release, and we're just waiting Your paper will be published at the end of the month. As a result, oh, this face is quite painful."
He finally understood why Mr. Francis replied to his email saying that he might not need the meeting minutes. It turned out that someone had already sent the meeting minutes to China for him.
His eyes widened in disbelief, Zhang Yuanjie's breathing became more and more rapid, and he suddenly stood up.
[… The PDF format file of the meeting minutes is in the attachment of this email, although I feel like you probably don’t need it anymore? Well, good luck to you, friends from across the Pacific.]
Director Zhang pondered for a while and nodded.
At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a suit walked into the conference room expressionlessly.
Looking at the screen, it was Professor Tang who was calling. Lu Zhou pressed the connect button and put the phone to his ear. Before he could ask what it was, the other person spoke first.
"It's useless to talk about it now." The assistant standing next to Director Zhang interrupted Yang Feng and looked at Director Zhang, "The key now is how we solve this problem. My suggestion is to start the public relations process immediately , let’s cool down the topic on the scarf first, and then... why not just find a mathematics journal or something, give them some money, and let them publish the proof of that conjecture first?”
Having said that, I really have to thank Senior Brother Xialuo.
Originally, he didn't want to make this matter a big deal, so he didn't tell anyone at the school at all. But he didn't expect that Professor Tang already knew about it.
"...Isn't it too much of a fuss? It's just a show effect, and it's not a real submission. It can't be said to be such a serious issue as academic fraud, right?"
Why can't it be used
Next time I go to Princeton, I have to buy him a drink.
Zhang Yuanjie raised his eyebrows and said after seeing the person coming: "Which department do you belong to? There is a meeting here. Do I allow you to come in?"
…
"To be honest, this matter has really become a bit big now. That old man Wang Xiping is not very strict with his words. After he came back, he used your story to brag about it. What else can you brag about? Based on this achievement alone, the Kohl Prize in 2017 is definitely You can’t run away, and then guess what?”
Of course it was not Lu Zhou who felt pain, but the editorial department of Renren Daily.
According to the last publication date, his paper will not be officially published until the end of this month at the earliest. Why can’t it be used? He is still waiting to use this meeting record to blow the heads of those idiot fans.
Zhang Yuanjie's face turned pale, and he could not accept this fact no matter what.
Has the Annual Journal of Mathematics published a new issue
Although they couldn't understand the text, they could at least understand the abstract of the paper. The meeting was clearly about the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers, and they still asked experts in this field.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhou turned on his phone, looked at Wu Yan's idiot fans who threatened to kill him under their scarves, and suddenly laughed out loud.
I'll give you money to smash it into a fake one!
Just when Lu Zhou was wondering what happened when he woke up, Professor Tang continued to speak.
"What's going on? Why did it stop suddenly? This makes no sense... I, I'll tell the station director face to face!"
Of course it was not Lu Zhou who felt pain, but the editorial department of Renren Daily.
Shi Shang, who was sitting under the bed playing with his guitar, was frightened by Lu Zhou's sudden laughter.
So when Wu Yan's agent came to her with a paper proving the twin prime conjecture, he pointed at it and said it was Wu Yan's recent research result. She searched the Internet for the twin prime conjecture and found that there was indeed no news about it. This conjecture was proven, so I didn't take it to heart.
"It's useless to talk about it now." The assistant standing next to Director Zhang interrupted Yang Feng and looked at Director Zhang, "The key now is how we solve this problem. My suggestion is to start the public relations process immediately , let’s cool down the topic on the scarf first, and then... why not just find a mathematics journal or something, give them some money, and let them publish the proof of that conjecture first?”
Think about it, the publication cycle of the Mathematics Annual is "Bimonthly", which is the so-called bimonthly, and it only publishes an issue every two months.
Being asked such a sudden question, Lu Zhou was embarrassed and coughed slightly: "Do you even know?"
Lu Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Senior Brother Luo?"
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
"Elbow, what's wrong with you?"
Before Lu Zhou could speak, Professor Tang chuckled and continued.
"Somehow this matter got to the ears of a few old guys in the Propaganda Department. The Kohl Prize, that's a great event! Now Renren Daily has even written a press release, and we're just waiting Your paper will be published at the end of the month. As a result, oh, this face is quite painful."
Sitting at the conference table, Wu Yan's manager Yang Feng coughed slightly and said awkwardly.
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
"What happened to your kid again?"
When they were learning from that video, although they couldn't understand what the people on the stage were doing, they downloaded the paper from that academic conference and read it anyway.
At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a suit walked into the conference room expressionlessly.
TV station, conference room.
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
Sitting at the conference table, Wu Yan's manager Yang Feng coughed slightly and said awkwardly.
No matter what, someone is going to be out of luck.
"What you said, am I not blind? Do you really think that I will stop surfing the Internet?" Professor Tang scolded with a smile.
Wu Ping, in particular, felt as if she had been beeped by a dog at this moment.
Director Zhang said angrily: "Why didn't you make it clear at the time that this whole process was copied?"
Before Lu Zhou could speak, Professor Tang chuckled and continued.
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
Wu Ping, in particular, felt as if she had been beeped by a dog at this moment.
Liu Rui, who was studying the questions, raised his head and asked, "What the hell? Your matter has been solved."
Just when Lu Zhou was confused, a call came over.
Sitting at the conference table, Wu Yan's manager Yang Feng coughed slightly and said awkwardly.
[… The PDF format file of the meeting minutes is in the attachment of this email, although I feel like you probably don’t need it anymore? Well, good luck to you, friends from across the Pacific.]
I'll give you money to smash it into a fake one!
It would be a pity to just give up a character that was so hard to win. In any case, the other party's paper has not been published yet. Even if there is a video online, what can a mere video prove? The bitrate is so low and it's reflective, so you can't even see what's written on the whiteboard clearly.
Lu Zhou put his phone away to charge, and casually replied: "So be it."
I'll give you money to smash it into a fake one!
"To be honest, this matter has really become a bit big now. That old man Wang Xiping is not very strict with his words. After he came back, he used your story to brag about it. What else can you brag about? Based on this achievement alone, the Kohl Prize in 2017 is definitely You can’t run away, and then guess what?”
Director Zhang pondered for a while and nodded.
Shi Shang, who was sitting under the bed playing with his guitar, was frightened by Lu Zhou's sudden laughter.
No matter what, someone is going to be out of luck.
Director Zhang said angrily: "Why didn't you make it clear at the time that this whole process was copied?"
…
"What happened to your kid again?"
It is estimated that not only the editorial staff of Renren Daily look ugly, but the old guys in the Propaganda Department also look ugly. It is conceivable that the person with the ugliest face is probably Mr. Wang from Yanda University.
TV station, conference room.
Originally, he didn't want to make this matter a big deal, so he didn't tell anyone at the school at all. But he didn't expect that Professor Tang already knew about it.
Um
So when Wu Yan's agent came to her with a paper proving the twin prime conjecture, he pointed at it and said it was Wu Yan's recent research result. She searched the Internet for the twin prime conjecture and found that there was indeed no news about it. This conjecture was proven, so I didn't take it to heart.
At this point, Professor Tang couldn't help but scolded: "If something like this happens in the future, tell me as soon as possible, or tell Dean Qin, don't always think of solving it yourself, can the school just leave you alone?" ? If your senior brother Luo hadn’t told me about this, I really don’t know when I would have found out!”
Zhang Yuanjie's face turned pale, and he could not accept this fact no matter what.
Wu Ping's expression was a little embarrassed.
Wu Ping's expression was a little embarrassed.
…
Lu Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Senior Brother Luo?"
"It's useless to talk about it now." The assistant standing next to Director Zhang interrupted Yang Feng and looked at Director Zhang, "The key now is how we solve this problem. My suggestion is to start the public relations process immediately , let’s cool down the topic on the scarf first, and then... why not just find a mathematics journal or something, give them some money, and let them publish the proof of that conjecture first?”
Sitting at the conference table, Wu Yan's manager Yang Feng coughed slightly and said awkwardly.
Sitting at the conference table, Wu Yan's manager Yang Feng coughed slightly and said awkwardly.
"Somehow this matter got to the ears of a few old guys in the Propaganda Department. The Kohl Prize, that's a great event! Now Renren Daily has even written a press release, and we're just waiting Your paper will be published at the end of the month. As a result, oh, this face is quite painful."
"Somehow this matter got to the ears of a few old guys in the Propaganda Department. The Kohl Prize, that's a great event! Now Renren Daily has even written a press release, and we're just waiting Your paper will be published at the end of the month. As a result, oh, this face is quite painful."
No, to be precise, the expressions on the faces of the project team leaders in front of the conference table were not very good.
Now the program is effective, but the integrity seems to have been lost.
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
He finally understood why Mr. Francis replied to his email saying that he might not need the meeting minutes. It turned out that someone had already sent the meeting minutes to China for him.
So when Wu Yan's agent came to her with a paper proving the twin prime conjecture, he pointed at it and said it was Wu Yan's recent research result. She searched the Internet for the twin prime conjecture and found that there was indeed no news about it. This conjecture was proven, so I didn't take it to heart.
To be honest, the development of things to this point was beyond their expectations. I thought it was a perfect marketing campaign, but now it seems that things are not ending well.
It would be a pity to just give up a character that was so hard to win. In any case, the other party's paper has not been published yet. Even if there is a video online, what can a mere video prove? The bitrate is so low and it's reflective, so you can't even see what's written on the whiteboard clearly.
Just when Lu Zhou was wondering what happened when he woke up, Professor Tang continued to speak.
A variety show on a local TV station actually copied these things for entertainment.
Wu Ping, in particular, felt as if she had been beeped by a dog at this moment.
The next evening he received an e-mail from Mr. Francis.
At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a suit walked into the conference room expressionlessly.
So when Wu Yan's agent came to her with a paper proving the twin prime conjecture, he pointed at it and said it was Wu Yan's recent research result. She searched the Internet for the twin prime conjecture and found that there was indeed no news about it. This conjecture was proven, so I didn't take it to heart.
Shi Shang, who was sitting under the bed playing with his guitar, was frightened by Lu Zhou's sudden laughter.
Lu Zhou:? ?
When they were learning from that video, although they couldn't understand what the people on the stage were doing, they downloaded the paper from that academic conference and read it anyway.
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
Before Lu Zhou could speak, Professor Tang chuckled and continued.
The man ignored Director Zhang and threw a document on the table.
No matter what, someone is going to be out of luck.
There was no sound, as if a pin dropped on the ground could be clearly heard.
Although they couldn't understand the text, they could at least understand the abstract of the paper. The meeting was clearly about the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers, and they still asked experts in this field.
Why can't it be used
Yang Feng tried to comfort him: "Director Zhang, we are in the same boat now, and this is not the time to quarrel. I asked Wu Yan, and he admitted that he was indeed inspired by the proof process exhibited at that academic conference, but there are many things in it. He has made changes to every detail, and by then we can say that two people have solved the world's problems alone... "
Director Zhang said angrily: "Why didn't you make it clear at the time that this whole process was copied?"
So when Wu Yan's agent came to her with a paper proving the twin prime conjecture, he pointed at it and said it was Wu Yan's recent research result. She searched the Internet for the twin prime conjecture and found that there was indeed no news about it. This conjecture was proven, so I didn't take it to heart.
Looking at the screen, it was Professor Tang who was calling. Lu Zhou pressed the connect button and put the phone to his ear. Before he could ask what it was, the other person spoke first.
Liu Rui, who was studying the questions, raised his head and asked, "What the hell? Your matter has been solved."
Um
Now the program is effective, but the integrity seems to have been lost.
"Stop looking. It's useless to look for anyone. This rectification document didn't come from your TV station, it came from above."
"What happened to your kid again?"
Wu Ping's expression was a little embarrassed.
If this is ignored, when the report comes out, whose name will be written as the prover of the twin prime conjecture? If something goes wrong, you must be responsible!
"What happened to your kid again?"
Lu Zhou put his phone away to charge, and casually replied: "So be it."
Lu Zhou didn't expect that only one day had passed.
Sitting at the conference table, Wu Yan's manager Yang Feng coughed slightly and said awkwardly.
He finally understood why Mr. Francis replied to his email saying that he might not need the meeting minutes. It turned out that someone had already sent the meeting minutes to China for him.
At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a suit walked into the conference room expressionlessly.
Lu Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Senior Brother Luo?"
…
Shi Shang, who was sitting under the bed playing with his guitar, was frightened by Lu Zhou's sudden laughter.
Originally, he didn't want to make this matter a big deal, so he didn't tell anyone at the school at all. But he didn't expect that Professor Tang already knew about it.
"...Isn't it too much of a fuss? It's just a show effect, and it's not a real submission. It can't be said to be such a serious issue as academic fraud, right?"
Having said that, I really have to thank Senior Brother Xialuo.
Zhang Yuanjie's face turned pale, and he could not accept this fact no matter what.
According to the last publication date, his paper will not be officially published until the end of this month at the earliest. Why can’t it be used? He is still waiting to use this meeting record to blow the heads of those idiot fans.
Next time I go to Princeton, I have to buy him a drink.
Why can't it be used
Shi Shang, who was sitting under the bed playing with his guitar, was frightened by Lu Zhou's sudden laughter.
Director Zhang said angrily: "Why didn't you make it clear at the time that this whole process was copied?"
Not to mention that you have already published it and copied it exactly, let alone that you haven’t published it yet
Of course it was not Lu Zhou who felt pain, but the editorial department of Renren Daily.
Lu Zhou didn't expect that only one day had passed.
Yang Feng tried to comfort him: "Director Zhang, we are in the same boat now, and this is not the time to quarrel. I asked Wu Yan, and he admitted that he was indeed inspired by the proof process exhibited at that academic conference, but there are many things in it. He has made changes to every detail, and by then we can say that two people have solved the world's problems alone... "
[… The PDF format file of the meeting minutes is in the attachment of this email, although I feel like you probably don’t need it anymore? Well, good luck to you, friends from across the Pacific.]
It is estimated that not only the editorial staff of Renren Daily look ugly, but the old guys in the Propaganda Department also look ugly. It is conceivable that the person with the ugliest face is probably Mr. Wang from Yanda University.
Lu Zhou immediately said: "Of course, I will call you later!"
Just when Lu Zhou was wondering what happened when he woke up, Professor Tang continued to speak.
According to the last publication date, his paper will not be officially published until the end of this month at the earliest. Why can’t it be used? He is still waiting to use this meeting record to blow the heads of those idiot fans.
"It's useless to talk about it now." The assistant standing next to Director Zhang interrupted Yang Feng and looked at Director Zhang, "The key now is how we solve this problem. My suggestion is to start the public relations process immediately , let’s cool down the topic on the scarf first, and then... why not just find a mathematics journal or something, give them some money, and let them publish the proof of that conjecture first?”
Think about it, the publication cycle of the Mathematics Annual is "Bimonthly", which is the so-called bimonthly, and it only publishes an issue every two months.
The finals are coming soon, and even the rehearsals are over. If it is suddenly stopped at this time, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the influence of the entire program.
Director Zhang pondered for a while and nodded.
Before Lu Zhou could speak, Professor Tang chuckled and continued.
TV station, conference room.
Lu Zhou:? ?
Of course it was not Lu Zhou who felt pain, but the editorial department of Renren Daily.
Director Zhang pondered for a while and nodded.
Lu Zhou:? ?
Lu Zhou put his phone away to charge, and casually replied: "So be it."
"That makes sense."
At this point, Professor Tang couldn't help but scolded: "If something like this happens in the future, tell me as soon as possible, or tell Dean Qin, don't always think of solving it yourself, can the school just leave you alone?" ? If your senior brother Luo hadn’t told me about this, I really don’t know when I would have found out!”
Wu Ping's expression was a little embarrassed.
…
The finals are coming soon, and even the rehearsals are over. If it is suddenly stopped at this time, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the influence of the entire program.
Although they couldn't understand the text, they could at least understand the abstract of the paper. The meeting was clearly about the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers, and they still asked experts in this field.
It would be a pity to just give up a character that was so hard to win. In any case, the other party's paper has not been published yet. Even if there is a video online, what can a mere video prove? The bitrate is so low and it's reflective, so you can't even see what's written on the whiteboard clearly.
No matter what, someone is going to be out of luck.
[… The PDF format file of the meeting minutes is in the attachment of this email, although I feel like you probably don’t need it anymore? Well, good luck to you, friends from across the Pacific.]
Lu Zhou didn't expect that only one day had passed.
Just when Lu Zhou was confused, a call came over.
No matter what, someone is going to be out of luck.
Just when Lu Zhou was confused, a call came over.
Not to mention that you have already published it and copied it exactly, let alone that you haven’t published it yet
Just when Lu Zhou was confused, a call came over.
There was no sound, as if a pin dropped on the ground could be clearly heard.
Just when Lu Zhou was confused, a call came over.
Liu Rui, who was studying the questions, raised his head and asked, "What the hell? Your matter has been solved."
The finals are coming soon, and even the rehearsals are over. If it is suddenly stopped at this time, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the influence of the entire program.
"...Isn't it too much of a fuss? It's just a show effect, and it's not a real submission. It can't be said to be such a serious issue as academic fraud, right?"
"What happened to your kid again?"
I'll give you money to smash it into a fake one!
It would be a pity to just give up a character that was so hard to win. In any case, the other party's paper has not been published yet. Even if there is a video online, what can a mere video prove? The bitrate is so low and it's reflective, so you can't even see what's written on the whiteboard clearly.
"Stop looking. It's useless to look for anyone. This rectification document didn't come from your TV station, it came from above."
Director Zhang pondered for a while and nodded.
…
Zhang Yuanjie's face turned pale, and he could not accept this fact no matter what.
…
Lu Zhou:? ?
His eyes widened in disbelief, Zhang Yuanjie's breathing became more and more rapid, and he suddenly stood up.
At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a suit walked into the conference room expressionlessly.
Lu Zhou didn't expect that only one day had passed.
Just when Lu Zhou was confused, a call came over.
"To be honest, this matter has really become a bit big now. That old man Wang Xiping is not very strict with his words. After he came back, he used your story to brag about it. What else can you brag about? Based on this achievement alone, the Kohl Prize in 2017 is definitely You can’t run away, and then guess what?”
Um
Zhang Yuanjie raised his eyebrows and said after seeing the person coming: "Which department do you belong to? There is a meeting here. Do I allow you to come in?"
Although they couldn't understand the text, they could at least understand the abstract of the paper. The meeting was clearly about the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers, and they still asked experts in this field.
"Somehow this matter got to the ears of a few old guys in the Propaganda Department. The Kohl Prize, that's a great event! Now Renren Daily has even written a press release, and we're just waiting Your paper will be published at the end of the month. As a result, oh, this face is quite painful."
"Stop looking. It's useless to look for anyone. This rectification document didn't come from your TV station, it came from above."
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
Although they couldn't understand the text, they could at least understand the abstract of the paper. The meeting was clearly about the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers, and they still asked experts in this field.
Lu Zhou didn't expect that only one day had passed.
Looking at the screen, it was Professor Tang who was calling. Lu Zhou pressed the connect button and put the phone to his ear. Before he could ask what it was, the other person spoke first.
The man ignored Director Zhang and threw a document on the table.
"Notice from above, starting from today, your program will be suspended for rectification."
His eyes widened in disbelief, Zhang Yuanjie's breathing became more and more rapid, and he suddenly stood up.
No matter what, someone is going to be out of luck.
Judging from Old Tang's tone, he didn't seem to be in a hurry
Being asked such a sudden question, Lu Zhou was embarrassed and coughed slightly: "Do you even know?"
The next evening he received an e-mail from Mr. Francis.
"Notice from above, starting from today, your program will be suspended for rectification."
The man just glanced at Zhang Yuanjie lightly.
The man ignored Director Zhang and threw a document on the table.
"Notice from above, starting from today, your program will be suspended for rectification."
He finally understood why Mr. Francis replied to his email saying that he might not need the meeting minutes. It turned out that someone had already sent the meeting minutes to China for him.
Has the Annual Journal of Mathematics published a new issue
The next evening he received an e-mail from Mr. Francis.
Originally, he didn't want to make this matter a big deal, so he didn't tell anyone at the school at all. But he didn't expect that Professor Tang already knew about it.
Now the program is effective, but the integrity seems to have been lost.
The air in the conference room froze for a moment.
There was no sound, as if a pin dropped on the ground could be clearly heard.
Zhang Yuanjie raised his eyebrows and said after seeing the person coming: "Which department do you belong to? There is a meeting here. Do I allow you to come in?"
"Elbow, what's wrong with you?"
There was no sound, as if a pin dropped on the ground could be clearly heard.
Liu Rui, who was studying the questions, raised his head and asked, "What the hell? Your matter has been solved."
"That makes sense."
Director Zhang said angrily: "Why didn't you make it clear at the time that this whole process was copied?"
"What you said, am I not blind? Do you really think that I will stop surfing the Internet?" Professor Tang scolded with a smile.
Judging from Old Tang's tone, he didn't seem to be in a hurry
Liu Rui, who was studying the questions, raised his head and asked, "What the hell? Your matter has been solved."
His eyes widened in disbelief, Zhang Yuanjie's breathing became more and more rapid, and he suddenly stood up.
Looking at the screen, it was Professor Tang who was calling. Lu Zhou pressed the connect button and put the phone to his ear. Before he could ask what it was, the other person spoke first.
TV station, conference room.
If this is ignored, when the report comes out, whose name will be written as the prover of the twin prime conjecture? If something goes wrong, you must be responsible!
Although they couldn't understand the text, they could at least understand the abstract of the paper. The meeting was clearly about the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers, and they still asked experts in this field.
"What's going on? Why did it stop suddenly? This makes no sense... I, I'll tell the station director face to face!"
Just when Lu Zhou was confused, a call came over.
Judging from Old Tang's tone, he didn't seem to be in a hurry
Before Lu Zhou could speak, Professor Tang chuckled and continued.
When they were learning from that video, although they couldn't understand what the people on the stage were doing, they downloaded the paper from that academic conference and read it anyway.
"It's nothing," Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed softly, "It's good to be educated. You don't have to do it yourself."
The finals are coming soon, and even the rehearsals are over. If it is suddenly stopped at this time, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the influence of the entire program.
"To be honest, this matter has really become a bit big now. That old man Wang Xiping is not very strict with his words. After he came back, he used your story to brag about it. What else can you brag about? Based on this achievement alone, the Kohl Prize in 2017 is definitely You can’t run away, and then guess what?”
No, to be precise, the expressions on the faces of the project team leaders in front of the conference table were not very good.
Lu Zhou:? ?
"That makes sense."
If this is ignored, when the report comes out, whose name will be written as the prover of the twin prime conjecture? If something goes wrong, you must be responsible!
Zhang Yuanjie's face turned pale, and he could not accept this fact no matter what.
Think about it, the publication cycle of the Mathematics Annual is "Bimonthly", which is the so-called bimonthly, and it only publishes an issue every two months.
Wu Ping's expression was a little embarrassed.
The finals are coming soon, and even the rehearsals are over. If it is suddenly stopped at this time, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the influence of the entire program.
Um
The man ignored Director Zhang and threw a document on the table.
"Somehow this matter got to the ears of a few old guys in the Propaganda Department. The Kohl Prize, that's a great event! Now Renren Daily has even written a press release, and we're just waiting Your paper will be published at the end of the month. As a result, oh, this face is quite painful."
The man just glanced at Zhang Yuanjie lightly.
Professor Tang: "When your senior brother Luo heard about this matter, he went to the Federal Mathematical Society without saying a word and asked for the minutes of the meeting. Then he took the evidence and contacted several domestic media people to expose the matter. He also went to I sent an email here. Do you see how other people do things? Give him a call later and thank him yourself."
"That makes sense."
At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a suit walked into the conference room expressionlessly.
"That makes sense."
At this point, Professor Tang couldn't help but scolded: "If something like this happens in the future, tell me as soon as possible, or tell Dean Qin, don't always think of solving it yourself, can the school just leave you alone?" ? If your senior brother Luo hadn’t told me about this, I really don’t know when I would have found out!”
Not to mention that you have already published it and copied it exactly, let alone that you haven’t published it yet
"Somehow this matter got to the ears of a few old guys in the Propaganda Department. The Kohl Prize, that's a great event! Now Renren Daily has even written a press release, and we're just waiting Your paper will be published at the end of the month. As a result, oh, this face is quite painful."
"Stop looking. It's useless to look for anyone. This rectification document didn't come from your TV station, it came from above."
The man just glanced at Zhang Yuanjie lightly.
Having said that, I really have to thank Senior Brother Xialuo.
Being asked such a sudden question, Lu Zhou was embarrassed and coughed slightly: "Do you even know?"
No matter what, someone is going to be out of luck.
Now the program is effective, but the integrity seems to have been lost.
Director Zhang pondered for a while and nodded.
It is estimated that not only the editorial staff of Renren Daily look ugly, but the old guys in the Propaganda Department also look ugly. It is conceivable that the person with the ugliest face is probably Mr. Wang from Yanda University.