Chapter 338: Planned very long-term

The next day.

Everyone ate breakfast, huddled at home and played games for a whole morning, until noon, finished eating the leftovers from last night, Guo Ziyang and Ding Jiahui prepared to take the subway.

At the subway entrance, Ding Jiahui held Song Yao's hand reluctantly: "Yaoyao, come to find you guys to play next time."

High school chatting, everyone is in Kyoto, can meet often, but now they meet once every one or two months.

"Go shopping together next time." Song Yao nodded, also reluctant in her eyes.

"Mm, we have to go shopping for a day!"

Xu Qingzhou and Guo Ziyang stood on the side, listening to the two girls arranging the next activity, and had a headache. They couldn't really experience the joy of shopping.

After saying goodbye, Guo Ziyang and Ding Jiahui walked into the subway entrance.

He hooked the school beauty Song's calf with his foot.

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"Curious is not okay?"

Weekend, pedestrians on the road walked slowly, without the rush of the past. The coldest January had passed. In late February, the temperature rose significantly, but the cool wind blowing on the face was still a bit cold.

Song Yao stared at the ceiling, not moving.

"Not really."

Song Yao began to count Xu Qingzhou's crimes.

"Only allow officials to set fires, not allow common people to light lamps." Xu Qingzhou sighed, looking at the two neat rows of tooth marks on his forearm, thought for a while, and said: "I want to bite back."

"However, although this guy is deliberately cheap to divert my attention, but... humph, record it first, wait until I get better and then clean him up."

Xu Qingzhou thought it must be like this. Usually when sleeping, this girl likes to arch on him.

In the distance, Xu Qingzhou looked at Guo Ziyang who was beaten, and said to Song Yao: "Look, Ding Jiahui classmate was brought bad by you."

"Right, have you considered the school for studying abroad?"

"Are you a hundred thousand whys?"

Xu Qingzhou nodded while showing his teeth, but actually it didn't hurt, because the school beauty Song didn't bite hard, the arm only had some tingling, and the tingling feeling of numbness was even a bit comfortable.

"It was clearly you who had bad intentions towards me, saying what cement seals the heart, and often coming to provoke me, started setting traps for me after moving out, pretending to be drunk and confessing..."

Song Yao didn't answer, just gave a "Mm" in her nose.

"You are the country bumpkin."

Song Yao was a bit anxious.

When suspicious, the girl bit down on his arm.

Xu Qingzhou nodded with a smile, sat down, and took out the manuscript with the problems encountered during this period.

"Hiss~ Song Yao, you are really a dog!"

"Oh, good." Xu Qingzhou honestly climbed onto the bed. As soon as he got into the quilt, Song Yao turned over and hugged him.

Song Yao looked away, looking at the tree shadows in the distance, continuing the words just now: "Can also live when other guests come."

"What do I want to do? Hehehe, what do you think."

Xu Qingzhou asked questions in Professor Chu Jiangfeng's office until 4:00 PM, and the two ended.

"Little Xu, the temperature drop is severe, be careful not to catch a cold." Professor Chu Jiangfeng signaled Xu Qingzhou to sit down.

They walked, passing by the agency company. Xu Qingzhou said with a smile: "After graduation, work is determined, we can also buy our own house."

Professor Chu Jiangfeng said with a smile: "However, this thing is closely related to other conjectures in the field of harmonic analysis. Bochner-Riesz summation and the derived maximal Bochner-Riesz conjecture, you can find relevant information."

"Achoo~" 【

Xu Qingzhou shook his head helplessly.

Just as he walked into the office, Xu Qingzhou sneezed and couldn't help but sigh: "Could it be that someone is missing me? I just saw the school beauty Song, so it must be Ms. Wang and the others."

For example, this afternoon, the two of them discussed the different formal evolutions of half-wave operators in the sense of local coordinates, and he benefited greatly.

A big guy doing nothing but cooping himself up in the dorm playing games all day—she was worried Guo Ziyang would be led astray.

"Hurry up and come up!" Song Yao raised an eyebrow, urging him.

The second type is the Wolff-type separation inequality.

"I'm more inclined toward MIT," Xu Qingzhou said.

"This might be the last snow before spring arrives. As a bumpkin from the south who hasn't seen much snow, shouldn't you commemorate it properly?"

Xu Qingzhou sat at the desk, head buried in calculations.

At 1:30 PM, seeing that the time was about right, Xu Qingzhou got up, poured a cup of hot water, and brought it over to Song Yao.

Xu Qingzhou's gaze darkened, looking as if he were about to make a move.

On the sofa, the school beauty Song had already woken up and was staring blankly at the ceiling.

Chatting with Xu Qingzhou and having him help rub her stomach really made her feel much more comfortable.

A large pile of discarded manuscripts was already stacked on the left side.

School of Mathematics.

"I'm going to see Academician Chu in a while; will you be okay on your own?"

"Why is that?"

He said with a strange expression: "You're not going to put up a fight?"

However, after a day of calculations, Xu Qingzhou discovered that when p approaches the endpoint 2n/(n-1), the effect of the second separation inequality method is no longer as effective.

"Do you want to drink some hot water?"

"Teacher Xu, I'm just on my period, not crippled," Song Yao muttered.

He poked Song Yao's face again.

Xu Qingzhou felt he couldn't let the school beauty Song dump all the blame on him: "If you didn't secretly cooperate, my little schemes wouldn't be realized either, right, Song Laoshi~"

Guo Ziyang took a punch from Ding Jiahui.

Song Yao was in the middle of explaining her grand plan when she suddenly got stuck.

"Tian Yansi asked me to help him get something."

Professor Chu Jiangfeng paused and continued: "Of course, the Polignac conjecture paper alone is enough, let alone for a master's degree, even for a doctorate."

"Why don't you know how to refuse now?"

Over these four days, he had already verified the method of obtaining some regularity for the completion time average, and was currently trying to find a way to improve the estimates for local smoothness.

Xu Qingzhou said sincerely.

February passed, and in early March, Kyoto welcomed another heavy snowfall.

Nowadays, there are two mainstream research methods for the local smoothness estimates of half-wave operators.

Xu Qingzhou helped Song Yao rub her stomach for a while, then got up, tidied up a bit, poured Song Yao a cup of hot water, and left with his computer and manuscript paper.

Looking at the school beauty Song already lying on the bed, Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but say: "This, although we are both still young, shouldn't we show some restraint?"

Eh~ Xu Qingzhou was greatly surprised; usually, the school beauty Song would definitely be glaring at him.

Xu Qingzhou nodded in agreement. When he was reborn, he only thought about how he could be like those chuunibyou novels, conquering the world, and never thought that one day he would be living with a girl.

After pondering for 20 minutes, Xu Qingzhou found a new path and began writing rapidly.

Xu Qingzhou felt a bit of heartache; it seemed it really hurt. This girl was usually as spirited as if she had eaten a fairy pill.

When sleeping, the school beauty Song liked to hint at herself like this.

"What do you want to do?" Hearing this, Song Yao subconsciously covered her chest.

"Stroll for a while," Song Yao exhaled puffs of white hot air.

"This is called romance."

Xu Qingzhou didn't tease her anymore, "I'll help you rub your stomach."

Watching Song Yao's actions, Xu Qingzhou fell silent, realizing that in the eyes of the school beauty Song, he seemed to have become a complete pervert.

"It's not much, our bedroom, a study, two guest rooms, parents can stay when they come, wait until we have..."!

"It's good that you know you're wrong," Song Yao was very satisfied with Xu Qingzhou's attitude.

"You have already given me a lot of help."

Ding Jiahui gave a light hum, took the phone, and muttered while typing: "Weren't you quite eloquent yesterday?"

"No," Song Yao replied with two words.

"Hehe, it's fine, I'm dressed very warmly. What about Senior Brother Yang?"

"That's because I'm in the right."

"There definitely is. Someone here, from head to toe, only their mouth is the hardest."

"I don't think that's what you wanted to say."

"I'll look for it when I go back," Xu Qingzhou nodded.

Xu Qingzhou interrupted and denied it; the school beauty Song would have to flip through all the old accounts.

"No!" Song Yao directly hugged Xu Qingzhou's arm, really liking this feeling of just following Xu Qingzhou without having to consider where to go.

Xu Qingzhou was writing furiously. On the sofa next door, Song Yao was covered with a blanket, lying down to rest, and Er Miao was still sprawled on the radiator.

He admitted: "I was wrong."

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First, establish the square function estimate corresponding to the flat decomposition, combined with the Kakeya maximal function estimate method.

Here, we can roughly assume that Z and F are smooth compact Riemannian manifolds satisfying dimZ=3 and dimY=2, respectively.

Song Yao shook her head.

"Mm," Song Yao nodded. She didn't know if it was because she was used to sleeping while hugging this guy, but she had woken up quite a few times last night.

Therefore, he intended to use the first one and had been trying to establish a stronger square function inequality these past few days.

"I can't fall asleep without you hugging me."

Song Yao still didn't move.

"With this weak expression of mine, if I resist again, he might feel even more excited."

Ding Jiahui said unhappily: "Let him get it himself, he stays in the dorm all day, always asking us to get things, and we aren't even going to the back street."

Look at him now, he's so clingy.

"Wait until you have what?" Xu Qingzhou also stopped, looking at her, vaguely guessing what the school beauty Song wanted to say.

"Four bedrooms and a living room," Song Yao reached out a hand, feeling the warmth of the sun.

Xu Qingzhou smiled, pulled the girl into his arms, then closed his eyes, preparing to take a short nap as well.

Song Yao would never admit it was because of Xu Qingzhou; otherwise, with this person's cheeky personality, he would definitely be gloating again.

Whoa, so she was using me as a giant heating pad.

Outside the window, large snowflakes drifted down with the wind, white and vast, and ice flowers had formed on the floor-to-ceiling window.

"If you also want to get a punch, just tell me directly," Song Yao said.

"Romance? So, you've been harboring evil intentions toward me for a long time?"

He put his hand on the school beauty Song's little belly and rubbed it gently.

Song Yao's long hair draped over both sides, her features were exquisite, she wore a red scarf around her neck and a brown coat, paired with her slightly cold appearance, enough to kill those "first love" beauties online who used beauty filters.

Sniffing the familiar scent, Song Yao thought happily: "Compared to Jiahui, it's more comfortable to be hugged by Xu Qingzhou."

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Song Yao still kept her eyes closed, only threatening: "If you dare move again, I'll beat you up."

Xu Qingzhou drank some water himself, pulled a chair over to sit in front of her, and pulled her soft little hand out from under the covers, "Feeling better?" Song Yao nodded slightly and said, "Mm, much better."

In broad daylight... sometimes it's just so strange. In bed, it feels fine because you're doing other things, but once taken out of context, it feels very perverted.

Song Yao ignored the discouraged Xu Qingzhou, turned her head to look out the window, and murmured with a sigh: "It's still snowing."

"Stop."

"Tried it. Through calculation, one can find an existence of a suitable local coordinate system that makes the standard form of the phase function satisfying conditions (h) and (h) possible."

She's usually fine, but this month, her period pain suddenly flared up.

He deliberately emphasized the last three words, and then he saw the school beauty Song pull his hand over: "You..."

He reached out and pinched her delicate face; although this was easy to get beaten for, it could distract her.

Xu Qingzhou smiled and shook his head, thinking to himself that this tsundere had a lot on her mind.

"You don't need to feel too much pressure, kid. You've just come into contact with this field, how could it be so easy to produce results? It's still the same as what I told you before, I don't require you to publish a certain number of papers."

"Have you tried using localization and translation methods?"

Xu Qingzhou was already prepared to be ravaged by the school beauty Song, only to find she had already closed her eyes to sleep.

Song Yao let go and glared: "You are not allowed to call me Song Laoshi."

Song Yao laughed it off, pulled Xu Qingzhou into the bedroom, and asked him to sleep with her.

The mark from being bitten by this guy last time took several days to fade.

The two simply performed calculations on the blackboard nearby.

"I don't know who it was back then, so excited that they dragged me out when it snowed," Xu Qingzhou said leisurely.

"That's it," Song Yao was very certain. She was quick-tongued for a moment and almost blurted out the scene of their future life she had once pondered. They weren't even married yet, so children and such were too far away.

"How should I refuse?" Guo Ziyang handed the phone to Ding Jiahui.

This girl used to say very proudly: "I don't want to fall in love before graduating from university."

Outside the window, it was still snowing. Song Yao sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a cup and drinking hot water.

Song Yao was completely bare-faced today, wearing a camisole dress that revealed her small, exquisite collarbones. Just after her afternoon nap, her hair was a bit messy, and the sense of fragility was even more intense than when she was on her period before.

After strolling on the street for 20 minutes, the two went home.

Song Yao was probably the same.

After the discussion ended, Professor Chu Jiangfeng said with regret: "Little Xu, the local smoothness problem is not my research field. I don't have much advice for you; you still need to rely on your own exploration."

However, the sun was good today, dispelling some of the chill. The branches on both sides were still bare, and as the sunlight shone over, the shadows of the trees swayed on the old wall.

"And then you'll feel even more stimulated?" Song Yao said lazily.

Xu Qingzhou scraped her fair, tender calves a few more times.

Xu Qingzhou coughed lightly. As the backs of his two friends disappeared into the subway entrance, he took Song Yao's hand and put it in his pocket, asking: "Do you want to go back first or stroll for a while and soak up the sun?"

Song Yao remained indifferent.

Xu Qingzhou pondered: "Are there too many rooms?"

Professor Chu Jiangfeng said: "He went to the Magic City for a seminar and won't be back until tomorrow."

She had already seen that this guy just liked her looking this weak.

Noticing that she seemed a bit tired, Xu Qingzhou asked with a smile: "Didn't rest well last night?"

Song Yao put her hand back in her pocket, "I always feel that our plans won't develop as expected."

Xu Qingzhou was silent for a long time, pinching her little hand, and said seriously and solemnly: "I think you might really have a misunderstanding about me. I am not a pervert."

"Xu Qingzhou!"

Professor Chu Jiangfeng thought for a moment and nodded slightly, "The academic atmosphere of mathematics at this school is very strong, very suitable. What about the doctoral supervisor?"

"I haven't thought about that yet."

Professor Chu Jiangfeng smiled and said: "No rush, there's still plenty of time. I think many mathematics masters would be willing to have such an outstanding student as you."

At 4:30 PM, Xu Qingzhou left the School of Mathematics, went to the vegetable market to buy a chicken, and brought it back to stew soup for the school beauty Song.

(End of chapter)