Chapter 71 You Can't Imagine the Happiness of a Scholar

It took Lu Zhou half a day to sort out the contents of the manuscript on A4 paper, input it into the computer, complete the rest of the paper, and translate it into English according to the dictionary, and it took Lu Zhou two and a half days.

In a total of four days, Lu Zhou finally turned the drawings in his mind into a paper, and converted them into pdf format to save.

Next is the submission.

After thousands of choices, Lu Zhou finally chose the journal "Mathematics Chronicle".

This journal was founded by Princeton University, and after the 1990s, it was changed to the Journals Department of Johns Hopkins University Press. It mainly publishes theoretical mathematics research papers, covering a wide range, and has a pivotal position in the academic circle, with a considerable impact factor.

In fact, Lu Zhou originally had a better choice. For example, the Journal of Number Theory, which publishes papers on number theory, has a higher authority in the field of number theory, but the impact factor is slightly lower, and he has to charge a lot of money. Page charges.

"The Yankees are really stingy," Lu Zhou shook his head, uploaded the paper to the "Mathematics Chronicle" submission website, and left his own mailbox.

I just don't know if this reward task has the function of skipping the queue to review the manuscript. I hope he doesn't delay his manuscript for too long.

...

The prize money for the Mathematical Modeling Contest has finally been handed out, with a total of 15,000. Among them, 10,000 yuan was awarded to Lu Zhou by the school alone, and the other 5,000 yuan was the original 10,000 yuan bonus, which was divided into half and half with Wang Xiaodong.

As for Lin Yuxiang, she surprised Lu Zhou and gave up the bonus on her own initiative.

Even if Wang Xiaodong insisted on giving her half of her bonus, she refused with a smile.

I don't know what this woman is thinking...

The first thing after the team disbanded, Lu Zhou blocked her circle of friends.

The matter of the competition was put aside first. After receiving the bonus, Lu Zhou, who had bleed a lot to settle down for the artificial intelligence eye, finally recovered some blood.

According to the agreement, he invited three roommates to have a meal at the restaurant in front of the school.

The three animals were not polite to him. As soon as they came up, they asked the boss for half a beer, and then ordered a plate of grilled fish and three or five side dishes.

As soon as the dishes were served, the head of the dormitory, Shi Shang, opened a bottle and poured it for the brothers in 201 in turn. Then he picked up the cup and looked at Lu Zhou.

"Elbow, we agreed to salt fish together, but you are the first to take off. You still remember this meal, which means you haven't forgotten us. I'll toast you first."

"It's just a meal, and you didn't invite me too much. It's too outrageous to say such a thing." Lu Zhou smiled and touched a glass with Shi Shang, and drank it.

Huang Guangming also raised the cup: "Elbow, I also toast you a cup, there is no other reason, just want to be happy."

"You're welcome, don't be polite, just take it." Lu Zhou also stretched out his hand, touched a glass with Huang Guangming, and drank it.

Liu Rui also raised the cup: "Congratulations..."

"Thank you!" Lu Zhou said sincerely.

No matter how complicated Liu Rui's "congratulations" was when he said it, everyone in the dormitory is always brothers, no matter how they appear on the surface.

Lu Zhou touched a cup with him and drank it all.

After three rounds of drinking, half of the food was eaten, and after a glass of beer, Shi Shang suddenly sighed.

"Elbow."

"What's the matter?"

"I've been thinking about a problem recently."

"Ask, you're welcome."

"What's it like to be a scholar?" Shi Shang sighed softly, staring at the wine in his glass a little dazedly, "Grade points have broken through the sky, there is no pressure on research, and scholarships are soft... What else? "

Maybe it's because I read some books in the library that I shouldn't read, and drank some chicken soup that I shouldn't drink. Recently, Brother Fei has become a little more literate, and he always thinks about some philosophies in life. Brother Guangming kept saying that he would take him to the psychological consultation room next to the school doctor, but in the end he didn't see it.

However, the question that Brother Fei asked this time was on point.

The two animals next to them pretended to eat vegetables, but their ears were perverted. Especially Liu Rui, who stopped his chopsticks and stopped eating, waiting for the boss in the dormitory to pass on his experience.

Shaking the plastic cup, Lu Zhou burped.

After being toasted in turn, his face was slightly ruddy, and he was also a little drunk. He coughed and said slowly: "...Do you think it is very happy to be a scholar?"

"...I understand, you're actually not happy, right? You're tired." Shi Shang sighed.

"No," Lu Zhou shook his head, "I mean... being a scholar is really happy. You can't imagine the joy of being a scholar."

Shi Shang: ? ? ?

Huang Guangming: ? ? ?

Liu Rui: ? ? ?

...

Back in the bedroom, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

This kid Liu Rui was brought back again, and he was unconscious on the mat. Shi Shang's drinking capacity is not bad, he obviously drank six or seven bottles, just like a normal person, the squad leader called and went out with a basketball.

Good guy, can you still play basketball after drinking so much, can you shoot in?

Drunk ball?

This time, it was Huang Guangming who carried Liu Rui to the toilet. Lu Zhou, who climbed the ladder, ignored it, turned on the computer, and landed on the "Mathematics Chronicle" website.

Without any accident, the status of the manuscript has become [Under-Review].

It seems his guess was correct.

Not only ordinary tasks, but also reward tasks. The system will help him save unnecessary time within the scope of the rules. As for how this was done... Lu Zhou decided not to think about this issue for the time being.

Thinking of a headache!

Log in to the mailbox, check the email, and the authorization document has also been sent.

Lu Zhou filled out the authorization documents as required, and then uploaded the website.

What follows is a lengthy peer-review process, waiting for an academic editor to free up his hands to verify that his proof process is correct. Different from the previous papers, this kind of paper involving the proof of important conjectures often has a long review period.

Academic editors with relatively average qualifications will be more careful when reviewing, not to miss any possible problems. Because once a wrong proof process is published, it is not as simple as an April Fool's Day joke, but seriously damages the academic reputation of the own newspaper.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the manuscript was sent to the hands of a certain mathematician, and the review was completed in less than a day when the boss was free. This probability is still there, but it is almost negligible.

Back in the dormitory, Lu Zhou routinely opened his notebook, chatted awkwardly with his artificially retarded Xiao Ai, and then routinely checked the BUG files submitted by the users of the Campus Train APP.

Looking at the number of users in that pool of stagnant water, Lu Zhou no longer felt anything in his heart.

Pretend not to see those messages asking for writing papers, as always, no bug reports or BUG feedback are submitted.

Great.

It doesn't seem to need to be updated anymore.

After closing the developer backend, Lu Zhou logged on to the official website of the school's Academic Affairs Office. He was about to look at the next week's class schedule when he suddenly found that a lecture message was posted on the top of the bulletin board on the home page.

"An academic lecture titled 'Twin Prime Conjecture' will be held in the lecture hall of the new campus at 9:00 tomorrow..."

Seeing the words twin prime number conjecture, Lu Zhou suddenly remembered the momentary inspiration he had when he was studying the proof of Zhou's conjecture in the library a few days ago.

He has been so busy with submissions these days that he forgot what he found at the time.

Now that I think about it, it's a bit of a concern.

"... Anyway, there will be no class tomorrow morning. Why don't you go and listen to this lecture. There is still 1 practice credit to get." Lu Zhou thought in his heart, entered the student number and password, and signed up at the Academic Affairs Office. .

"Speaker Ren Changming... Where have you seen this name?" Lu Zhou stared at the name for a long time, but couldn't remember it for a while.

in a math textbook?

Or where did you see the mathematician?

Forget it, forget about these insignificant things.

Lu Zhou shook his head, threw the bath towel on his shoulders, picked up the plastic tub for clothes, and walked to the bathroom.

Rolling all over the place for recommendation tickets...