[{"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-775":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},2333911,4563,"Chapter 775","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-775",775,"\u003Cp>November 27.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first winter snow fell, swirling flakes covering the eaves of red walls and green tiles, the stone paths, and century-old trees; the vermilion railings and dark tiles of Shuchun Garden blurred faintly in the wind and snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After class, Xu Qingzhou left the Science Teaching Building and headed straight for the Mathematics Institute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This semester, he still taught the course on the Riemann Hypothesis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over time, the tourists coming to sign in at his lectures had dwindled, yet the lecture hall remained packed, bolstered by the prestige of the Nobel and Fields Prizes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao had invited Song Lulu over for dinner; just now, Song Lulu sent a message saying she needed to return to her dorm first and would arrive in twenty minutes—he’d use the time to drop by Professor Gu’s office for a cup of tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the entrance of the Mathematics Institute, Xu Qingzhou stamped his feet to shake off snowflakes, and as he stepped inside, he ran into an old acquaintance: Professor Jiao Mingwu, his former teacher in Advanced Algebra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor Xu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor Jiao, are you heading to class?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, first-year Advanced Algebra.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged a few pleasantries, then Professor Jiao carried his teacup toward the lecture hall at the end of the first-floor corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Professor Jiao entered the classroom, a student blurted out: “Professor, was that just Professor Xu who passed by?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Jiao nodded with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa, Professor Xu! Is it too late to go chase him for an autograph?” someone tilted their head toward the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s already gone. First time seeing the real Professor Xu—he’s way handsomer than on TV.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, you’ve never seen him? Professor Xu teaches the Riemann Hypothesis course—he comes to campus every week.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I planned to audit last week, but we had class.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below, the students whispered among themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The class bell rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, let’s begin. Last week I gave you a problem—those who solved it, raise your hands.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Jiao scanned the room; seeing everyone exchange glances, he sipped his tea, set the cup down, and said, “You all—if you had even one-tenth of Professor Xu’s ability, would I still have to worry so much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One-tenth\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students below were speechless inside: one-tenth of that genius? They wouldn’t even be sitting in class—they’d already taken off into the stratosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These veteran professors constantly muttered, “Back when Professor Xu…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s simply no comparison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Xu is a god; they’re just ordinary mortals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This problem requires knowledge of matrix inversion and rank computation,” Professor Jiao tapped the blackboard and launched straight into the solution without delay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, he used to set difficult problems to humble new students—reminding them that even at Jingda, there are always those above you, skies beyond skies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, no need for such trouble—he simply pulled out Xu Qingzhou’s freshman paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Look—this is the paper your Professor Xu wrote as a freshman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect was excellent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A rare visitor—come right in!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhi had already risen to brew tea upon seeing Xu Qingzhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou didn’t bother with formalities; he sat down and said, “Been swamped these past few months—today’s the first time I’ve had a moment to spare, so I figured I’d drop by for a cup of tea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In six years, the temples of Gu Zhi, Jiao Mingwu, and other veteran professors had turned much grayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting in this office, Xu Qingzhou sometimes felt disoriented—Professor Gu had once reviewed his thesis right here, back in 2014.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the office filled with the fragrant aroma of tea.\u003C\u002Fp>",594,"2026-06-20T21:06:45.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","527089de84dd34b7670c9b71f79bd52eaf2c2680f28bfaa4e79a779389772880","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-776","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-774",790,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--cover.jpg"]