[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me-":3,"chapter-i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-65":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm Focused on Science, But You Want to Trick Me Into Love?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2333201,4563,"Chapter 65: Borrowing a Person","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-65",65,"\u003Cp>Military training continues; the rainday benefits are over, and the next two days are completely sunny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Monday and Tuesday evenings, Xu Qingzhou completed one-quarter of the paper’s content.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although this paper is deeper than the previous one, it involves a great deal of physics, and compared to the last, Xu Qingzhou found it more manageable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Room 101 remained unchanged: Xu Zhengyang was still pursuing Dong Shan, Kong Xianbo was acting mysteriously, even busier than Xu Qingzhou, slipping away with his laptop whenever he had a moment, while Zhai Ziqiang stuck to his routine previewing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wednesday morning, professor’s office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two students had already left for lunch; Gu Zhizhong sat before his computer, intently staring at the paper on screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he reviewed it with a critical eye, hoping to find flaws to demonstrate his value,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the calculations were meticulous, the reasoning clear and logical. After checking the entire paper and making minor revisions to four word choices and a few mathematical symbols, he felt utterly at a loss for where to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So soon? I read your proposal—it said you’d start building the model in December.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read! {\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhizhong recalled and asked: “Your topic—the electromagnetic properties and thermal conduction analysis of superconductors?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Change a damn thing? Don’t you know what kind of person I am?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Shengwen fell silent, focusing on the paper; he was quickly drawn in by its content.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t need a PhD student—just pick one from your master’s students.” Zhao Shengwen sipped his tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time slipped away second by second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m here to borrow someone.” Zhao Shengwen said directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Others who ask for help at least bring something; you just show up empty-handed and drink my tea,” Gu Zhizhong laughed and scolded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about that Da Hong Pao from last time?” Zhao Shengwen glanced at the small box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Shengwen stared, no longer in the mood for tea: “Freshman? Lao Gu, are you kidding me? Even seniors are barely free—freshmen haven’t even started classes yet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, don’t get emotional yet—it’s not me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Shengwen stared at the paper on screen for a long while, then sighed: “It’s very well written—concise sentences, clear logic, depth. Clearly, the author has considerable mastery in both mathematics and physics.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhizhong urged: “Stop wasting time—give me your evaluation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This was written by Xu Qingzhou?!” Zhao Shengwen froze in utter shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood, yet helplessly said: “My students are all tied up with their own projects—they probably can’t spare time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Military training?\" Zhao Shengwen didn’t understand and asked tentatively: \"What year is he in?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhizhong nodded, pleased with his old friend’s expression—when a student excels, the teacher gains face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A freshman named ‘Xu Qingzhou’—a math prodigy,” Gu Zhizhong introduced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A weasel paying respects to a chicken—what good could it be?” Gu Zhizhong chuckled twice, not believing his old friend had come just to see him; as he spoke, he took out a small box of tea from the cabinet beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhizhong immediately understood: everyone was working on this topic; now it was a race for efficiency—whomever finished first would claim the results and the funding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Shengwen casually sat on the sofa. “What’s that tone? Can’t I visit you without a reason?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhizhong grew more and more amazed, leaning back in his chair, unable to help exclaiming: “Today’s youth are truly impressive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Freshman?” Zhao Shengwen blinked again, thought for a moment, then nodded. “Alright, undergraduate knowledge should be sufficient. ‘Application of Euler’s Formula in Wave Function Representation.’ When did you get interested in quantum mechanics, like Lao Gu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhizhong calmly sipped his tea. “Military training—definitely a freshman.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My memory,” Gu Zhizhong slapped his forehead. “He’s probably in training right now—phone on silent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhizhong grunted twice, then got to the point: “What’s so urgent you came all the way here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a tall, slender figure entered the office without knocking; Gu Zhizhong frowned, looked up, recognized the person, then quickly relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Shengwen didn’t understand his friend’s game, but stood up, sat before the computer, glanced at the title and abstract, and asked skeptically:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He added, a touch envious: “Your graduate students’ paper?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t drink it—leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhizhong waved his hand—he had his own mountain of work. “I can’t spare any of mine, but I can recommend someone. If he comes, it’ll be fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Shengwen rolled his eyes. “Setting a trap for me? Last week I heard a student brought you something, and you scolded him into tears right here in your office.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll call him,” Gu Zhizhong smiled, nodded, pulled up Xu Qingzhou’s number, and dialed—but the line just buzzed, no one answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Shengwen still found it hard to believe. He paused, then thought of an excuse: “Lao Gu, be honest—did you revise this paper a lot?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My topic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Shengwen smiled bitterly: “I’d love to take my time, but time doesn’t wait—Jinling University is working on the same topic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Drink, drink—it’s good tea,” Zhao Shengwen smiled apologetically, took a sip, then slowly said: “Actually, I did come today with a favor to ask.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master’s student?” Gu Zhizhong thought a moment, shook his head. “They’re all busy too—those two new ones have a lot to learn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Borrow someone? For what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Graduate student? Hahaha—this paper was written by Xu Qingzhou. Surprised? When I found out he was a freshman, I was stunned too. When we were freshmen, we were still playing in the mud—he’s already writing papers like this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Shengwen nodded, sighed: “We’re planning to first build a mathematical model of the electromagnetic field distribution and thermal conduction behavior of superconductors—the computation load is enormous, so I came to borrow someone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No one?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A rare visitor indeed—speak up, what do you need?” Gu Zhizhong rose with a smile and brewed tea for his old friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Zhao Shengwen from the Physics Department—colleagues and decades-long friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Think they’re young?” Gu Zhizhong smiled faintly, pointed to his computer. “Take a look at this paper first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old buddy, you’ve got to help me with this!” Zhao Shengwen put down his teacup, growing anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhizhong stroked the teacup, smiling faintly: “I didn’t say I wouldn’t help.” Zhao Shengwen froze, as if realizing something, rubbed his hands together. “You’re not going to do it yourself, are you? Lao Gu—I don’t even know how to thank you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhizhong’s face turned serious: “I’ll tell you straight—this paper was completed entirely by Xu Qingzhou on his own. I revised fewer than ten places, and all were minor punctuation and formatting issues!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…” Zhao Shengwen turned to look at the paper, his emotions complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This was the problem I gave him to test him—he finished it in fifty minutes.” Gu Zhizhong handed Zhao Shengwen the draft paper with Xu Qingzhou’s derivation of Euler’s formula.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Shengwen held the draft paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>De Moivre’s Formula Method\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1142,"2026-06-20T21:06:39.533Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","aa84bd5506f2fe0c0d9bafe2e5e6581ccc5a0826a104e3e17f2e168dbea71b09","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-66","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-64",790,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--cover.jpg"]