Chapter 660: I want to build a mathematical holy land

Office, the young and old are drinking tea leisurely.

"That kid was still sighing yesterday that in a foreign land, it's ultimately not as comfortable as in one's own country, it's just a pity that there is no place for relatively pure mathematical research in the country."

Gu Zhizhong says with some regret.

"There will definitely be one in the future."

Xu Qingzhou is very optimistic about this.

The year he died suddenly, the development of the Xia Nation's mathematical community was already quite good, and it could be said that a hundred schools of thought were contending.

In this life, with him here, the development won't be worse than the previous life, right?

"I remember you kid said before that you would expand the research institute in the future, and it should include mathematics inside, right?"

"I have this idea."

Xu Qingzhou says in a deep voice: "Mathematics is a powerful theoretical discipline, not only the 'language' and 'tool' of other disciplines, but also a key way of thinking for humans to understand the essence of the world and break through the boundaries of knowledge, which is crucial to breakthroughs in disciplines like physics and chemistry."

"My idea is to rely on the research institute and universities like Jingda and Shuimu to build a mathematical holy land."

Turn the research institute into a research academy, with subordinate mathematics, physics, chemistry, and other research institutes.

"Mathematical holy land..."

Gu Zhizhong looks out the window, his gaze drifting into the distance, and he can't help but be full of expectations. The Xia Nation has indeed made remarkable achievements in mathematics in recent years, especially with the emergence of a Fields Medal winner like Xu Qingzhou.

However, the core paradigms of modern mathematics (such as set theory, topology) are dominated by the West, top talent is lost, and there is a lack of a continuous research echelon locally.

Look at abroad again: Göttingen in Germany, Saint Petersburg and Königsberg in Russia, and the Institute for Advanced Study in Princeton.

The Xia Nation needs a holy land for studying mathematics.

11:30 AM, Xu Qingzhou comes out of Gu Zhizhong's office and sends a message asking Song Yao when she will finish.

Song Yao is also at Jingda in the morning, coming to confirm the details of the thesis with Li Daiyue.

Song Yao: Coming right away.

He thinks for a moment and asks again: "Do you want to go for a walk by the lake?"

These days, he has been soaked in the research institute every day. When he reacts, the traces of early spring are obvious, and tender buds are sprouting on the bare branches of the willow trees.

Song Yao sends a "Good."

Xue Wu Canteen.

Xu Qingzhou waits at the intersection for 5 minutes, and two girls appear in his line of sight.

"Professor Xu." Zhang Qiong waves her hand to greet Xu Qingzhou.

Seeing Zhang Qiong's listless expression, Xu Qingzhou can't help but say: "Why are you so kidney-deficient?"

"Little Yao~"

Zhang Qiong can't win against Xu Qingzhou and can only ask Song Yao for help.

"Speak properly."

Song Yao glares at Xu Qingzhou; this guy just can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth.

Zhang Qiong says irritably: "I'm tired; you try staying up for two consecutive nights looking at materials and see if you'll be like this."

"Then I'd better not try."

Xu Qingzhou dares to say that if he really stayed up like this, compared to sudden death, Song Yao would definitely hammer his head first. "Let's go, eat first, before it gets crowded."

The three find a seat and sit down.

Zhang Qiong talks painfully about her miserable life: "Graduate students are really nuclear-powered cattle and horses; 996 is even more terrifying than social animals who go to work."

"Working jobs worth millions with a salary of 1000 every month."

Xu Qingzhou can't help but say: "You should be happy to have 1000; many cattle and horses don't even have money."

Xu Qingzhou is used to it. This situation is relatively rare in universities like Jingda and Shuimu; the mentors are capable. It most often appears in schools that are neither high nor low.

Graduate students not only have to do work but also have to be PUAed in various ways.

"I'm still considered good. Although it's tiring, I can really learn things. The senior brother in the group next door was squeezed by the mentor and after graduation, he was still whipped as a typical waste in the group meeting to give to the junior brothers and sisters."

"You geniuses don't understand the pain of us mortals."

"I can't refute this."

Xu Qingzhou shows an expression of agreement.

Zhang Qiong: "..."

Can we still chat happily!