From small town academic to chief scientist

Not long after, countless dormitory group chats or class groups started talking about it.

The group is very quiet, because adults generally do not express their opinions in public.

On the contrary, it is the dormitory group, each has its own small group, which is very lively.

A certain girl from the second class was sleeping.

"I heard that Zhou Yi's team seems to have lost a programming core,"

"No wonder Zhou Yi has given up on himself. People who have no programming skills, no matter how good the model is or how well the paper is written, can't solve it. This means they are basically not eligible for the national award."

"If he had a better family background, he would be an ideal boyfriend. He is highly motivated, has no scandals, and is pretty handsome. It's a pity."

Another female dormitory group chat,

"His overall grade point is only ranked tenth in the class, and his grades can only be considered average. There are only a few people in this modeling competition. Even if he finds teammates temporarily, he will basically miss the award, let alone the national award. How many things can the team do without working together? It’s impossible to coordinate well in this simulated competition.”

"Zhou Yi was really unlucky this time. He was stabbed in the back by his teammates when things happened. It seems that Jiang Qiaole was in the same group as that girl, right?"

"Zhao Lili who ran for squad leader with Luo Yun?"

"This is not a backstab. It's clearly an act. He deliberately tricked Zhou Yi into becoming a teammate, and now he has obviously agreed to leave the team. Zhou Yi is really pitiful, being cheated like this."

Even the counselor who peeked at the screen felt that it was basically impossible for Zhou Yi to win the award. As long as Zhou Yi could not win the award, he might be able to make some fuss about the scholarship next year.

If you embarrassed yourself in the first place, do you still want to feel better during the past few years of your undergraduate studies?

Mathematical modeling is divided into three sections: establishing mathematical models, writing programs to solve problems, and finally writing papers.

Each section requires time and energy to study in depth.

It requires the collective wisdom and strength of three people,

Now that there is one section missing, it is basically out of the question for awards.

In the entire 2020 Mathematics Academy, almost no one is optimistic about Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi waited for more than an hour, but no one came to see him.

Another teammate has also contacted Zhou Yi.

He must have known about such a big thing.

"Zhou Yi, I'm really sorry. The current situation of the team is that without programming, it is basically impossible to win awards, so I am also ready to quit and find someone to hug me."

This teammate is a boy in the same class, and he is barely close to Zhou Yi.

But when things have reached this point, quitting may be a better choice for him.

Zhou Yi originally wanted to persuade him to stay, but in this situation, it would be rude to persuade him to stay.

So he replied:

"Well, I wish you a good grade."

"Thank you, and I wish you good luck. If you can't win the award this year, you can do it next year, and you can do it in the US competition."

His teammates still comforted Zhou Yi.

In this case, staying and dying together would be irresponsible to oneself.

We are all college students, and the pros and cons are definitely more important than the ordinary friendship between classmates.

It's just human nature, and Zhou Yi didn't blame him.

What's more, it is also related to the subsequent scholarship selection and postgraduate study bonus points.

The registration deadline was in two days, so Zhou Yi had no choice but to find another way to find teammates.

A message was posted on Moments, Penguin Space, and the Confession Wall of Chongqing University.

[2021 National College Student Mathematical Modeling Competition 1=2, come as you like, it’s best if you can pay me the registration fee, no limit on major, no limit on grade, you can take me directly. 】

This news made everyone in the Academy of Sciences laugh again.

"Zhou Yi's grades are average or above at best, but he even said so boldly that he randomly invited two teammates to fly with him? I'm sure he won't even get a municipal award!"

"Maybe he was so beaten that he lost his head and asked someone to pay him the registration fee. It really smells like poverty."

Zhao Lili sneered mercilessly in the group chat in her female dormitory.

"I want to trick people into paying him the registration fee so I can familiarize myself with the process and prepare for next year's competition."

Zhao Lili said again:

"I just came from a small town to work as a topic writer. I won't talk about him anymore. I'm going to visit my idol brother. I'll treat you all to dinner tomorrow night."

Zhou Yi didn't know what others said, but someone really asked Zhou Yi to participate in the competition.

They are also two girls who specialize in Chinese language and literature.

"Boss, is it really true that anyone can come regardless of major?"

Zhou Yi looked at his 480-yuan Huawei smartphone and saw that someone finally added him with a message. He couldn't help but perked up and immediately replied:

"Of course, as long as you are from our school, it doesn't matter what your major is, or how old you are!"

"Boss, we are freshmen in the liberal arts college. My name is Xia Xue. Another teammate is my roommate. She will join us later."

"Okay, I'll go and tell the wall that I found my teammates."

Not long after, Zhou Yi posted another message on Moments, Penguin Space and the Confession Wall.

[Thank you for contacting me. I have found my teammates. I apologize for disturbing everyone. 】

"There is actually someone who is teaming up with Zhou Yi. Could it be a freshman in college?"

Zhou Yi's topic in the past few days has basically occupied the group chat messages in many dormitories in the hospital.

Some people are waiting to see the joke, some people are enjoying it, and some people are ignoring the matter as it has nothing to do with themselves.

"Whatever, it's a temporary team that has not done simulation training and has not been run-in. It is basically impossible to win awards."

After Zhou Yi finished posting, he replied to Xia Xue:

"Fill in your information on this registration form and I will send it to the teacher in charge of our School of Mathematics to register. The registration fee is 100 yuan per person. Just transfer your information to my VX."

"Okay, sir, sir, we've also paid your registration fee."

"Thank you then."

Zhou Yi will not be polite. He will form a team with him. At least they will be the first in the country, and they basically don’t have to do anything.

National first prize in mathematical modeling, in some low-end double-Africa schools, you can basically guarantee your studies and keep your studies at the same school.

Even at Yuzhou University, it was a resounding result, and they all earned it.

Soon, Zhou Yi sent the registration forms of the three people to the old professor who signed up.

The old professor looked at the information of the three people. One was a sophomore in the School of Mathematics, and two were freshmen in the School of Liberal Arts.

I couldn't help but be dumbfounded,

"Isn't this child's play? Can this lineup win an award in a competition? I ate the computer screen in front of me if I could win a municipal award. Two people from the School of Liberal Arts, what can they do?"

"You're from the Book of Changes in Class 1 of the sophomore year, right? It just so happens that you have a class this semester. Let's see how I can educate these post-00s who don't know the heights of the sky."

The professor's name is Tang Ping, and he is an old professor from the School of Mathematics. He is well-known in the mathematics circles of all universities in Yuzhou. Many new lecturers or associate professors in the mathematics department of universities were once his students.

It can be said that his disciples and old officials are all over the place, and the world is full of peaches and plums.

This old professor has always been upright and strict, and he can't tolerate disdain in his eyes. He even hates students who don't take things seriously.

Zhou Yi hit the barrel of the gun.