Chapter 346: Senior Year, Second Semester

Compared to mathematics, Xu Qingzhou's progress in physics was much smoother.

Researching the AB effect mainly involves physics knowledge in three areas: quantum mechanics, electromagnetism, and quantum electrodynamics; of course, it also includes linear algebra, complex variable functions, partial differential equations, probability theory, statistics, and so on.

He cannot compare to physicists who specialize in this field in terms of electromagnetism and quantum electrodynamics, but he excels in having a solid foundation, and he can handle knowledge from various fields with ease.

Xu Qingzhou is busy, and Song Yao is no less so; her life is basically a triangle between the office, the canteen, and home.

She is frantically making up for all kinds of knowledge in economics, and she also has to complete various study tasks arranged by Li Daiyue.

The reputation of Li Daiyue as the "Extinction Master" is not for nothing.

She is strict to the extreme.

If she can give 59 points, she won't give one more point.

Usually, if she just knits her brows, the students below will all tremble.

Song Yao is someone she has taken a fancy to, so she is even stricter; she is only a sophomore in undergraduate studies, yet she is already being cultivated as a graduate student.

At the same time, at the University of International Business and Economics, inside a practice classroom specially allocated to students by the Computer Science Department.

In the classroom, three men and one woman are sitting around together.

Guo Ziyang said: "The project content has been briefly described, and the preliminary division of labor has also been worked out. Does anyone have any additions?"

The bespectacled boy on the left said: "I have no opinion on the division of labor, but. ipc is very difficult. It relies on nonlinear optimization with barrier functions and involves complex and computationally intensive matrix operations. With the four of us, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to handle; we need to find a math expert."

IPC, full name Incremental Potential Contact, is a finite element physical simulation method based on mathematical optimization, focusing on providing an efficient, large-deformation dynamic simulation method that does not require intersection detection.

This thing is an important breakthrough in the field of graphics and contact mechanics in recent years, providing profound mathematical modeling.

This project was initiated by Guo Ziyang and his classmate Xing Yunyi, focusing on graphics simulation. There are four members in the team, and the other two are freshmen.

Math expert

Guo Ziyang actually thought of Xu Qingzhou; his good brother is a math expert.

However, after thinking carefully, he denied it again.

Zhouzi has his own things to do.

Moreover, this is just an undergraduate-level project of his; having him come over always gives a feeling of using an anti-aircraft gun to shoot a mosquito.

Xing Yunyi smiled and said: "I know a senior who once participated in the Mathematical Modeling Contest and won a national first prize. If he comes, there should be no problem."

"An expert." Qi Lan, the only girl in the team, eyes lit up. She paused and said somewhat uncertainly: "But is he willing to come to our project? He's about to be a senior, and our project is not a key project."

Their thing is just an independent project done by a few like-minded people gathered together, and the support the institute can give is not much.

"We graduated from the same high school, and our relationship was pretty good before. If I go to invite him, he should give some face." After Xing Yunyi finished speaking, he turned to look at Guo Ziyang, "Ziyang, what do you think?"

Strictly speaking, this project was first proposed by Guo Ziyang. Xing Yunyi thought it was good, so he came over to work with Guo Ziyang. However, everyone subconsciously treated Guo Ziyang as the boss, so he vaguely had the intention of competing for the right to speak.

"Okay, let's invite this senior first." Guo Ziyang nodded slightly, feeling there was no big problem.

Qi Lan looked at the girl waiting at the door, "Senior, that's your girlfriend, right?"

Guo Ziyang turned his head and glanced at the door, and sure enough, he saw Ding Jiahui standing at the door. He immediately nodded and said to everyone: "Then how about we stop here today? Let's prepare separately and meet on Monday."

"There are still a few details. You go first; I'll tell Tianxiang and Xiaolan." Xing Yunyi smiled.

Although Guo Zi felt that everything that needed to be said had already been said, he didn't think much about it. He nodded, "That's fine too."

Ding Jiahui had actually been watching at the door for a while. How should she put it? They all say that a serious man is the most charming, and it's really not wrong. Looking at it this way, Guo Ziyang is quite handsome.

Thinking again that she was depressed a few days ago because Guo Ziyang didn't have time to accompany her, she couldn't help but find it funny.

Guo Ziyang packed up his things in a few moments and went out.

Ding Jiahui glanced at the classroom. Everyone hadn't left yet, so she said somewhat worriedly: "Am I disturbing you? You can be busy first; I'll just wait here."

"No, I'm already done." Guo Ziyang shook his head, took his girlfriend's hand, and walked away.

"Are you sure?"

Guo Ziyang said helplessly: "Yeah, basically everything is settled."

Ding Jiahui felt relieved and returned to her usual cheerful appearance, "Little Guo is not bad, he already has the temperament of a leader."

Guo Ziyang smiled embarrassedly, "It was all forced. By the way, let's go, let's go eat first. You're hungry, right?"

"A little. I didn't eat much at noon, just to have a big meal tonight."

Ding Jiahui touched her stomach bitterly.

Guo Ziyang turned his head to look at Ding Jiahui and couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment. In the sunlight, the girl's eyebrows were curved, and her smile was bright.

He smiled and said: "You're not fat, there's no need to lose weight."

"I gained two jin after going back for the New Year, and I still haven't lost it yet."

In one look

"I like you no matter what you look like."

"Eww~ Little Guo, when did you become so good at talking?"

Xu Qingzhou was busy for a week in a row, and by Saturday, he was once again chased out by Song Yao to go running.

It wasn't until 8:30 in the evening that the two of them went home.

Song Yao sat on the sofa chatting with Ding Jiahui, while Xu Qingzhou checked the automatic feeder for Er Miao to see how much food was left. Seeing that it was only enough for tonight, he ran to the cabinet to take out the cat food.

"Meow twice, and I'll give you an extra meal."

A certain big villain pinched a small piece of cat food and waved it in front of Er Miao. It wasn't until Er Miao meowed lingeringly for a long time that he handed it a piece of cat food. This cycle repeated, and after a long time, the so-called extra meal was only three or four pieces of cat food.

On the other side, Song Yao leaned lazily on the sofa, chatting about the arrangements for the May Day holiday, her two long legs swinging back and forth.

Xu Qingzhou walked over.

"What are you doing?" Song Yao was stunned for a moment, put down her phone, and looked at the person who had picked up her feet and placed them on his thighs.

Xu Qingzhou said nonchalantly: "I'll help you massage them. I've seen it on the internet; if you don't massage and take care of your legs after exercising, they'll easily get thicker."

"I've already stretched them myself"

Song Yao muttered in a low voice, always feeling that this person had bad intentions, but she didn't move, continuing to type to her sisters while saying to Xu Qingzhou: "Jiahui originally said she would come to find me to go shopping, but I'm going out with Professor Li on May 2nd"

"Xu Qingzhou, why are you taking off my shoes?!"

"It's better to massage them if they're off." Xu Qingzhou said as a matter of course.

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"I haven't washed my feet."

"It would be even more perverted if you had washed your feet."

Song Yao stared with wide eyes, really not knowing where this guy found such twisted logic. If she hadn't washed her feet, there would definitely be a smell.

Wait, there's a smell

Song Yao seemed to have thought of something, her expression became serious. This guy used to deny it, but now it's confirmed, right?

At this time, Xu Qingzhou's hand had already covered the little white socks. He squeezed a few times, and the feel was not bad. Seeing the strange expression on the School Beauty, he asked: "What are you thinking about?"

"You really like the original flavor?"

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(End of chapter)