[{"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-74":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},2333210,4563,"Chapter 74: Mathematical Model","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-74",74,"\u003Cp>The first class in the afternoon was Modern History Outline, and Xu Qingzhou couldn’t skip it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 1:50, Xu Qingzhou and the other three arrived at the classroom; as soon as they entered, they felt everyone’s eyes on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Shu and Xue Ying sat together, waved to them, and gestured for Xu Qingzhou’s group to sit behind them, then asked: “Xu Qingzhou, how did you apply to join Professor’s project?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pure luck—I met Professor Gu, and the Physics Academy needed someone, so I went over. Honestly, I’m just doing menial work.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even menial work is impressive—that’s Professor’s project,” Zhang Shu sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Ying’s gaze never left Xu Qingzhou as she nodded in agreement: “Yeah, I never expected you to be this good at math. If we ever get stuck, we’ll come ask you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve just studied a bit ahead,” Xu Qingzhou replied modestly with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After class, Xu Qingzhou brought his laptop to the library to keep working on his paper, then headed straight to the classroom for the evening meeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Wei and Gong Yunfei stood before the instruments, conducting sample tests, collecting data on lattice structure, elemental distribution, magnetic field states, and more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s going pretty fast. The duration of this phase isn’t fixed—it depends on how quickly the editing team processes it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Wei sighed, “That’s the trouble. Besides the massive experimental data, we have to clean it—use the IQR method to remove noise and outliers—then build the model on that foundation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed second by second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou didn’t care much; after the meeting, he bought a loaf of bread on the way and returned to the library.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the classroom, most classmates had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll try to hurry,” Xu Qingzhou understood what Wang Wei meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou wrote diligently; when he looked up, he realized it was already six—fifteen minutes until the meeting. He packed up and headed to the classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first email was from the editorial office of *Mathematical Inventions*, confirming acceptance of the manuscript. This part mainly involved the editors’ preliminary evaluation of whether the paper aligned with the journal’s scope and its originality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second email, also from the editorial office, surprised Xu Qingzhou: it showed the manuscript had entered the “Awaiting Reviewer Assignment” stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Wei nodded, didn’t linger, and hurried off: “Alright, I’m leaving it to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These tasks are complicated, and I’m not good at math.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, Xu Zhengyang noticed Xue Ying’s unusual gaze at Xu Qingzhou and sighed inwardly—thankfully, he already had Dong Shan; otherwise, he might’ve turned sour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two speakers’ styles instantly diverged—even Zhu Sitong was surprised. He’d originally favored Zhang Shu: her speech was confident, passionate, flawless. But now, he found Kong Xianbo surprisingly good too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I still need to supervise sample fabrication in the materials lab. I’m leaving this to you—but our timeline is tight, so I’ll check in with you on progress every three days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Zhu Sitong felt this way; the other classmates certainly did too. In Kong Xianbo’s words, they sensed sincerity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So we need a professional who’s fluent in math to solve this problem.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, after the editor’s preliminary review, a paper enters external review—sent to two to five experts in the field. This stage takes much longer, and how long it lasts depends entirely on the reviewers’ schedules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voting ended: Kong Xianbo received 30 votes, Zhang Shu 28. The former became class president, the latter became the Youth League secretary. Only Kong Xianbo and Zhang Shu ran for class president.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, other classmates might’ve wanted to try—but then they remembered how much work Kong Xianbo and Zhang Shu had handled lately. If they jumped in now and only got votes from their dorm, it’d be embarrassing. So they all gave up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This paper was almost entirely familiar content, so he planned to submit it directly to *Physics Reports*, an internationally authoritative journal in physics and interdisciplinary sciences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Sitong spoke first, reminding everyone that classes had officially resumed, urging them to focus on studies, then moved to the main topic: encouraging everyone to sign up and contribute to the class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou opened his laptop and discovered he’d received two emails.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the glasses-wearing professor walked in; everyone fell silent, waiting for class to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Junior,” Wang Wei looked much more energetic than yesterday, smiling: “Professor Zhao already explained our project to you yesterday, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Shu went first, speaking confidently. Her content was nearly identical to Kong Xianbo’s draft—emphasizing her past experience as class president and various committee roles, promising to serve everyone well. When she finished, she stepped down to loud applause. Then came Kong Xianbo: he adjusted his glasses, then said: “Hello everyone, I’m Kong Xianbo. As you can see, I’m here to run for class president.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tuesday morning had no classes. Xu Qingzhou woke early, stopped by the cafeteria for breakfast, and arrived at the lab on time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Wei pointed at the computer screen: “All experimental data has been uploaded. You also have a printed data sheet on your desk. Take a look at this set—do you notice anything unusual?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Wei gave him a deadline. He didn’t doubt Xu Qingzhou’s mathematical talent—anyone Professor Zhao took on clearly had ability—but Xu Qingzhou was still a freshman, perhaps never even assisted in an experiment, and pure math differed from applied math.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second paper was nearing completion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mathematics Library.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou walked to his desk, flipped through the data sheets, paused, then said seriously: “I’ll give it a try. Shouldn’t be a problem.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, I’ve got the general idea,” Xu Qingzhou nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Something’s off—this peak seems too high.” Xu Qingzhou spotted the issue immediately: at 70°C, the resistance suddenly spiked to 0.01 Ω.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The class passed like this—the professor spoke without any inflection, and even Xu Qingzhou nearly fell asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou sat before the computer, staring at the open data sheets, thinking about where to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou shook his head, closed his email. This couldn’t be rushed—especially for someone like him, an unknown nobody. Getting past the initial review this fast was already fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The data was indeed messy and headache-inducing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A large model felt overwhelming—perhaps, Xu Qingzhou’s gaze darkened slightly, he could break it into steps: peel away layers like unraveling silk, build it brick by brick like constructing a building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, build separate electromagnetic property and heat conduction analysis models, then couple them by simultaneously updating solutions to the electromagnetic and heat conduction equations during computation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maxwell’s equations (differential form): \\begin{align*}\\nabla\\cdot\\mathbf{e}&=\\frac{\\rho}{\\varepsilon_0}\\end{align*} Superconducting state equation: \\( j \\leq j_c(t, b) \\) Fourier’s law of heat conduction (3D): \\( \\frac{\\partial T}{\\partial t} = \\alpha \\left( \\nabla^2 T \\right) \\). Xu Qingzhou pulled out scratch paper and wrote down several equation sets, then exhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a good start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1143,"2026-06-20T21:06:39.533Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","41def3377484785eeb6c15eef8f082d90acd7d28cf0394c8ce89977604f49d03","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-75","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-73",790,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--cover.jpg"]