A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 139 The moon in the West isn't any rounder.

Duke University, United States
“Bullshit!”

Having just learned that his latest method had failed to be validated, Bryant opened his email and saw the peer review email from Duke Mathematics. His recent research had not been going well, and he let out a furious roar.

That bitch Dobesi wants to make him work as a free laborer again!
There are no benefits to peer reviewing; it's entirely voluntary work.

For some reviewers, finding a single gold nugget in the sands of the Ganges is an exciting experience, but they don't feel any joy in it. They only care about their own research and are only excited about their own results.

However, as a professor at Duke University, he couldn't refuse the invitation from the editor-in-chief of the Duke Mathematics Journal. In addition, the other party also served as the dean of the Department of Mathematics, and his honors were far beyond what he could match.

It looks like this draft definitely needs to be reviewed.

Bryant had a sudden inspiration and clicked the mouse to forward the email directly to his student.

In the lab, Oliver, wearing headphones, controls a sniper rifle with a mouse, wielding thunder in the town of Purgatory, eliminating an enemy with a single bullet.

"Hey Oliver, has your research yielded any groundbreaking results?"

A blond, blue-eyed young man walked into the laboratory, came up behind Oliver, and asked a question.

boom!
After finishing off the last enemy with a single shot, Oliver took off his headphones, shrugged, and said, "Mathematics isn't that easy. Let's see how it goes!"

Jerry shook his head, sat down next to Oliver, and turned on his computer to start reading the paper.

He's not like Oliver. Don't be fooled by how much he plays games. Oliver is only 23 years old and a first-year graduate student. He has already published two papers in top-tier mathematics journals, and his third paper has recently made a significant breakthrough. He's about to publish his third paper in a core journal.

He's already a second-year graduate student, but he hasn't published a single article in a core journal, only one SCI Q2 paper.

Compared to his classmates, he might be considered decent, but sitting next to such a genius must be incredibly stressful.

That's how geniuses are—they don't reason with people. Who can they reason with?

Although Jerry opened the paper on his computer, he couldn't read a single word.

When he came to his senses from the nightmare, he found Oliver reading a paper.

Has he reformed?
"The teacher's task!"

"Ugh, so annoying!"

Noticing Jerry's gaze, Oliver complained with dissatisfaction.

Jerry glanced at it and saw the title, "Application of the Langlands Program to the Realization of Fractional Chern Class Differential Geometry." As you could tell from the title, it was a paper related to condensed matter physics, which was consistent with their research direction.

The paper has no author names, so it is clearly a manuscript submitted to a journal.

Generally speaking, after a manuscript is submitted to a journal and undergoes initial review by the journal editors, it will be sent to at least two peer reviewers. The reviewers will evaluate the paper based on its originality, methodology, results, and overall quality.

Peer reviews are usually double-blind.

In other words, the author does not know who the reviewer is, and the reviewer does not know who the author is, which largely ensures fairness.

"Oliver can even help the teacher proofread the manuscript now!"

Jerry became even more depressed and found it even harder to concentrate on his paper.

Soon, he noticed that Oliver next to him had sat up straight, looking intently at the computer screen with a serious expression.

Before long, Oliver took out paper and pen and began to work out calculations on the draft paper.

Jerry looked at Oliver's computer screen with some curiosity, but because he had no prior knowledge of the context, he found that he couldn't understand the paper at all.

As the sun rose in the east and set in the west, Oliver became completely absorbed in his paper.

Jerry left the lab at 6 p.m., looking rather dejected. When he left, Oliver was still working on calculations, but he had stopped writing for a while and seemed to be thinking seriously.

As time passed and the sun rose again, Jerry, refreshed after a nap, walked into the lab, only to find Oliver still sitting at the computer, his short blond hair disheveled like roadside weeds, and draft papers scattered haphazardly on the table, with a few even floating on the floor.

Snapped!
Oliver finished writing the last symbol, threw down his pen, slumped into his chair, and stared blankly at the computer screen.

"Perfect!"

"Perfect proof!"

Oliver muttered to himself, "This can't be!"

Jerry didn't know what had happened, but he noticed Oliver's terrible dark circles under his eyes, and he kindly reminded him, "Hey, Oliver, you should go and get some rest and a good night's sleep."

"sleep?"

How can I sleep?

Oliver muttered a dejected whisper.

Jerry looked at Oliver's computer with suspicion and uncertainty. What had happened? What was in that paper?
He had never seen Oliver look like that before.

However, it didn't take long for Oliver to take a deep breath, and his expression improved noticeably. He got up, picked up his computer, and walked towards the teacher's office.

"Hey Bryant, I think you should take a look at this!"

Oliver didn't knock. He picked up Bryant's coffee, made room for him, and placed his notebook in front of Bryant.

"Oh my God, Oliver, what have you done?"

Bryant didn't look at the notebook Oliver handed him, but instead looked at Oliver. "I've been warning you not to touch those things. Mathematicians need a clear head; those things will ruin you."

"I'm not interested in that stuff. Now, can you take a look at the paper first?"

Oliver said impatiently.

After confirming that Oliver was not acting abnormally, Bryant turned his attention to Oliver's notebook.

The laptop screen was displaying a paper, clearly the one he had sent to Oliver for review.

"Application of the Langlands Program to the Realization of Fractional Chern Class Differential Geometry"—seeing this title again, and considering Oliver's state, Bryant realized something, and his expression became serious.

After scrolling through the paper with the mouse wheel, Bryant focused on the argumentation process. Like Oliver, he also took out paper and pen and began to work out calculations on the draft paper.

"No need to calculate anymore, I've verified it, his proof is flawless!"

Oliver said, "Damn it! Give me two more months, and I can do it too!"

"Damn CS:GO, if I didn't play games, I would have made this a long time ago!"

Oliver cursed the world loudly. It was obvious that this paper overlapped with his research. He was about to produce results, but someone else beat him to it. No scholar could accept such a thing.

Because this means that his time and effort over the past year have been wasted. Over a year is extremely valuable for a scholar, especially a young one!

Bryant stopped writing; he didn't continue the calculations. He trusted Oliver's abilities, and Oliver had already been researching in this area for three years, publishing two papers in core journals. Since the other party said the paper's argumentation process was sound, then there wouldn't be any problems. Looking at the paper before him, Bryant's eyes darted around, and he had already made up his mind.

“Listen to me, Oliver, don’t be sad. Although you both use the Langlands framework to solve the differential geometric implementation of fractional Chern classes, your technical approaches are not exactly the same. What you are doing now is to associate the cohomology group on the layer with the coefficient space of the automorphic representation, and to define the non-commutative cohomology class using the periodic integral in modular form, providing a rigorous layer-theoretic foundation for non-Abelian topological orders and overcoming the limitations of traditional commutative algebra tools.”

"His method involves deriving novel topological invariants from the quasi-particle excitation spectra of the D-mode category corresponding to the topological order in the geometric Langlands program through mirror symmetry. Meanwhile, you embed the edge-state conformal field theory (CFT) of the fractional quantum Hall system into the AdS space and use the Langlands correspondence to find its dual string-theoretic description..."

"Is there any difference, Bryant?"

Oliver looked at his teacher as if he were an idiot. "Once his paper is published, even an undergraduate could derive my part based on it. What's the point then?"

"Of course it makes sense!"

Bryant smiled knowingly. "What if your paper were published first?"

"There are still a few key points I haven't figured out, how can I publish it first?"

Bryant shook his head. "Didn't you say it yourself? With this paper, any undergraduate student could derive your topic. Now that you have it, surely you can do it?"

Oliver became dejected again. The sense of accomplishment he gained from completing the task independently was completely different from copying someone else's homework.

But what he said came out as, "His paper has already been submitted. No matter how fast I am, can I be as fast as him?"

"of course can!"

Bryant stated confidently, "Don't forget, I'm the academic editor of this paper!"

Oliver suddenly realized what his teacher meant.

But he hesitated, "This..."

It's just a core journal article. He's confident that if he has another year, he can publish it again. He feels that there's no need to take any risks for it.

“There’s nothing to hesitate about. Given enough time, you can complete this project on your own. It’s just that this lucky guy got there first. You don’t need to feel guilty. This is what you deserve.”

Bryant said righteously, "You're only 23. You have an unlimited future ahead of you. You need more academic prestige to pave the way for your future. The author of this paper might be an old man who's almost in his grave. It's his honor to be a stepping stone for a mathematical genius like you!"

"So what do I need to do?" Oliver was a little nervous, but he had already been convinced by his teacher.

"You don't need to worry about anything. Just hurry up and write your paper, submit it, and leave the rest to me!"

Although the paper undergoes double-blind peer review, it requires approval from both academic editors before it can be published. If he doesn't approve it, the paper cannot be published; he just needs to wait for enough time.

Bryant said confidently, "I told you before not to be arrogant and to socialize more, but you never took it seriously. You thought that as long as you did a good job on your research, that was enough. Now you know the importance of connections, right?"

He also wanted to use this incident to give his brilliant student a warning: "No matter which core journal you submit to, I can get your paper published as soon as possible!"

"And this paper will just stay in my inbox until it's published. It won't have a chance to be released until then. Of course, if it is published, it might not be a good thing for its author."

Bryant said with a smirk.

After saying that, he looked at Oliver and said meaningfully, "Connections are also academic resources!"

"I understand, teacher."

Oliver lowered his proud head and nodded.

He didn't bow down because of this core journal article, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that what his teacher said might be right!

"Go on, hurry up and finish your paper!"

Stop playing your damn game!

Bryant warned, "If you spend more time on your research, you won't let others beat you to it."

"I understand, teacher."

Oliver had finished his psychological battle, his eyes hardened again, and he picked up his laptop and left the office.

Watching the departing figure of the gifted student, Bryant smiled happily. In Chinese parlance, fortune and misfortune are intertwined; this misfortune had turned into a good thing for him in the blink of an eye.

Oliver is very talented, but not to the point where he can ignore everything. He needs recognition and results right now, and this paper is a great achievement. As a researcher in the same field, he understands the value of this paper.

Although this paper is still a bit short of the top four SCI journals, there are still differences between Q1 SCI papers. This paper is undoubtedly an excellent one among Q1 SCI papers!
If this incident truly leads his student to reform and embark on the academic path he has planned for him, given Oliver's talent, his future will be limitless. Even if he himself does not achieve academic success, people will still inevitably mention him when discussing Oliver.

Students are the continuation of a teacher's academic life!
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Sitting on the waiting chair, Chen Hui placed "Atomic Physics" on his lap and was completely absorbed in it. Although he was about to participate in the IMO, which was about free attribute points, Chen Hui had a clear understanding of his mathematical abilities, so he decided to start studying physics.

Since the main focus is on mathematical physics, a high level of proficiency in physics is essential.

He was unaware of the twists and turns his thesis had gone through; in his mind, a thesis was simply submitted, published, and that was it.

He was quite confident in the content of his paper. Even Fang Wen's paper could be published smoothly, so there shouldn't be any problems with his paper.

The IMO training camp is complete, and all that's left is to wait for early September to travel to France to participate in the IMO. But before that, he needs to apply for a French visa.

He has completed all the required documents and procedures; he is here today for his visa interview.

"why?"

Suddenly, a strange noise came from the hall.

A middle-aged man with slicked-back hair and a suit walked out of the visa interview counter with a face full of grief and indignation, repeatedly asking why, which alarmed the security guards.

"As a writer and a PhD in history, whenever I praise the West in my articles or conversations, I am either refuted or ridiculed, simply because I have never been there. This is why I have always longed to visit these countries for other reasons."

I want to learn more about their civilization, culture, and society to make my writing more persuasive and my thoughts more incisive.

He looked at the security guard and spoke with deep emotion, as if the guard was there to comfort him, not to drive him away.

Why was my visa denied?

"I have absolutely no inclination or interest in immigrating to the UK, but I have always admired France because it is the cradle of human civilization and has produced many thinkers and scientists who have influenced the direction of human development. It is well worth experiencing the atmosphere there in person."

Chen Hui could tell that he was indeed very sad, but he didn't understand...

He didn't need to understand, because it was already his turn for the interview.

As Chen Hui passed the middle-aged man, he deliberately took a longer route to avoid the man doing anything impulsive. However, he still vaguely heard him say, "I really didn't expect that I would be harmed by civilization when I had a sincere heart. This feeling is really painful!"

"I believe France is a reasonable country. My failure this time must be because my presentation was inadequate and my preparation of information was insufficient..."

(End of this chapter)