Chapter 163: I want to progress too much

The entire experiment was quite complex, and the workload was large, but these calculation formulas, theoretical support, and the like had already been perfected before this.

It was just that the quantum theoretical model of the Class I SPOPO still needed to be corrected and verified in combination with specific experimental conditions, such as considering the influence of factors like pump light intensity, frequency, pulse width, and cavity design parameters on system performance.

These were all things for later; let's talk about them after getting the experimental data.

After finishing lunch, Xu Qingzhou headed straight to the School of Mathematics. Counselor Zhu Sitong had called earlier, asking him to go to the counselor's office if he had time.

In the office, only the teacher Zhu Sitong was there at this time.

"Little Xu is here." Zhu Sitong greeted Xu Qingzhou to sit down.

"Brother Tong."

"Busy with experiments lately?" Zhu Sitong asked with a smile, feeling complex inside. He used to think it was good to have Xu Qingzhou as a catfish to motivate the students in the grade, but who could have imagined that this guy was more than just a catfish—he was a shark!

Zhu Sitong got straight to the point and said, "I called you over to talk about your political grades. Last semester, your political exam scores were all just barely passing..."

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Zhu Sitong thought to himself that you know it too. In his eyes, as long as one studied these things a little, they wouldn't have such low scores.

10,000 words. Xu Qingzhou shuddered. Brother Tong's attitude reminded him of a sentence: I want to progress too much.

Coming out of the School of Mathematics, Xu Qingzhou returned to the dormitory to get materials, prepared to go to the library to read, and then go to replace Ren Xiaoling in the evening.

As long as the results were there, these rules and such would naturally change.

Xu Qingzhou shook his head with a smile. He had his own ideas, but he didn't understand politics, nor did he have any plans to develop in that direction.

Seeing Xu Qingzhou's firm attitude, he finally nodded and said, "Another thing: the school wants you to graduate early, but... it's still under discussion. You don't need to worry. You don't have to go to those classes, or you can go to any classes you want to listen to."

The 2014-class students were crushed until not even slag was left, making him worry if the other pressures in the grade would be a bit too much.

This person was, of course, Gu Zhizhong. Of course, there were also professors who felt that doing so broke the rules and made all of Jingda's rules and regulations look like waste paper.

The role of a counselor was just like this; one had to worry about everything.

"This..."

Standing at the dormitory door, he heard the voices of Xu Zhengyang and Kong Xianbo. The two were packing clothes. With two more people, the cold dormitory suddenly became lively.

Some professors suggested ending his studies two years early, and some even proposed taking the special talent channel to finish it all in one year.

"It's officially started."

Before closing the door, Zhu Sitong's voice came intermittently, "Is 10,000 words enough? That's fine... Hehe, you're too polite, it's all work."

He pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Do you think it's troublesome? Teachers also understand the thoughts of young people like you, feeling... You'll know the benefits later. You can fill out the application first. For you, the school is just going through the motions. The process is very simple: write an application, attend a few classes, write some thought reports..."

"Get lost, get lost." Xu Qingzhou dodged in disgust, drawing a resentful look from Xu Zhengyang, but he soon remembered the big event and said, "Old Xu, no plans for the evening, right? You still owe us a big meal. I think today is very suitable!"

One can only say that every trade has its master. In the eyes of many, the official documents issued by the government are full of clichés, repeating one meaning with different sentences. In fact, if you read and analyze them carefully, you can find that what they say is indeed different.

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Xu Qingzhou smiled: "Dinner on Friday?"

He didn't say it, but it was only brought up after Professor Gu Zhizhong called personally. Xu Qingzhou said, "It's just a quantum optics experiment."

"Brother Tong, forget it. Let's give this spot to someone else. I don't have any thoughts of joining the Party for the time being."

After complaining internally, he coughed dryly and said seriously, "Political grades are not only related to scholarships, but also to your joining the Party. The school hopes you will write a Party application first and then attend a few Party classes."

Xu Zhengyang was pretending, but Kong Xianbo was truly hit hard. He sighed softly in his heart; this kind of overwhelming aura of a cheater was really hard to bear.

Ding~ The phone rang. Zhu Sitong glanced at the phone, coughed lightly, and said, "Okay, Little Xu, you go ahead and get busy first. If you have any questions, come to me anytime."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry," Xu Qingzhou said. The more undergraduate time he could compress, the better, but for scientific research, producing results was the kingly way.

"Experiment?" Xu Zhengyang was puzzled.

"Thanks to the school's care." Xu Qingzhou knew it was likely the school stepping in. After all, he was now a small signboard for the School of Mathematics; if people knew he had failed all his political classes, it wouldn't look good.

Zhu Sitong didn't know what to say. It was the first time he had encountered a situation where he had a spot but couldn't push it out.

"Is the school considering skipping me a few grades?" Xu Qingzhou asked with a smile.

This word count was just an opening for a thesis, but if he were asked to write a 10,000-word official document, it would really be less painful to just give him a few stabs.

Zhu Sitong stopped and asked suspiciously, "You don't want to join?"

As soon as Xu Qingzhou entered the door, Xu Zhengyang intended to give him a big hug: "Damn, Old Xu, I've missed you so much."

"Hmm." Xu Qingzhou nodded.

Zhu Sitong was speechless. These were all things everyone fought for, and this guy actually didn't want them.

Xu Qingzhou felt a headache and said helplessly, "Can I not join?"

Zhu Sitong smiled bitterly and nodded. A meeting had been held during this period, but after discussing for a long time, everyone's opinions were not unified, and each held their own views.

"Okay." Xu Qingzhou nodded. The counselor's serious expression likely meant it was a very important call, so he thoughtfully closed the door for him before leaving.

Unsurprisingly, the meeting didn't discuss any results, and this matter was temporarily shelved.

"Not today, I have to go to the laboratory," Xu Qingzhou shook his head helplessly.

Xu Zhengyang clutched his chest with a look of being hit hard: "Damn, I'm still happy about not failing, and you've already started leading a project on your own."

Xu Zhengyang shrugged and said indifferently, "I'm fine with anything, as long as Young Master Xu pays."

"Hey~ Director material?"

"I'm fine with anything too," Kong Xianbo said. This guy was planning in his heart what to eat on Friday to make up for his injured soul.

"Okay, then Friday."

Based on Xu Qingzhou's understanding of Zhai Ziqiang, this guy was probably fine with anything too.

In the dormitory, Xu Zhengyang and Kong Xianbo were still packing things, and it was a mess. Xu Qingzhou took the materials and brought his computer to the library.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 164 =====