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The feedback results for that paper were displayed on Handel's computer screen.

Of the five reviewers, three gave passing feedback.

The other two gave several suggestions for revision, including adding some literature references and appropriately modifying the format of the paper. One of them also suggested that the author give a more detailed argumentation process.

Coincidentally, the two American mathematicians specially sought by the editor were among the three reviewers who were directly approved.

Handel thought about it for five minutes and then picked up the phone.

The call was made to a friend at Imperial College.

"Hey, Professor Ken, how are you doing?"

"Forget it, this damn weather is always annoying, I'm counting how many days it's been since I've seen the sun."

"Ha, if our prime minister is willing to make a deal with God and sacrifice his staff with an IQ below 50 to the great Lord in exchange for a day of sunshine, then London may collapse due to drought!"

"Haha, Handel, you are always so funny, you are a real gentleman. Well, what's the matter?"

"I'm here to tell you a decision. I have decided to publish a mathematics paper from China on the first page of a certain issue of Nature."

"Oh? Mathematics paper? Is it about Smith?"

"Yes, his paper pointed out three obvious errors in Smith's paper, and the five reviewers including Luca and Roseni did not give a clear rejection opinion."

"Is it Tian?"

"That's why I called you. I looked at his information. He is still a student, a fourth-year student, studying at a school called Jiangcheng University. Do you understand?"

"Oh my God, Handel, you are an angel. I just have one question. I am very interested in this kind of paper. Why am I not a reviewer?"

"Don't complain, this time it's a double-blind review. In other words, no one except me knows the contact information of the author of the paper."

"You sly bastard! Well, Handel, it's been a while since I had French food. It's this weekend, maybe I'll invite you to Berners Tavern for dinner."

"I accept your invitation. If we don't go there to eat more quickly, maybe one day our cargo ship sails into their port, these guys will directly declare surrender. In the future, there will be no French restaurants, and we will not be able to eat exquisite French food. It’s ready.”

"Haha! I can't wait to see that young man's paper! It would be better if it comes with an email address, and even better, a phone number!"

"As you wish!"

…

After hanging up the phone, Handel looked at the computer, summarized the review comments, entered them into the system, then picked up the mouse and clicked on minor revision.

Along with Handel's action, an email was automatically generated and sent to the mailbox filled in by Ning Wei. Then Handel thought about it and sent an editor reminder email to the author: "Minor revision should be finished with two weeks, otherwise the manuscript will be refused. If you have any problem, please don't hesitate to inform the editor-in-chief.”

A young college student with solid theoretical knowledge, adequate English proficiency, and good word and sentence construction is a rare creature in the world.

…

Early on Monday morning, when Ning Wei opened his eyes, he felt refreshed.

He had a dream last night.

He dreamed that he bought a lottery ticket and accidentally won a special prize twenty times the amount.

The bonus is enough for a small goal, allowing him to carry the wind with him when he walks.

In the dream, he directly passed through the constraints of the distance from Jiangcheng to Yancheng, stood in front of Lao Ning, and smashed a bank card worth 50 million on the coffee table. It felt so good.

What a pity, before he could take a closer look at Lao Ning's expression, he woke up.

…

I picked up my phone and looked at the time. It was only six in the morning.

There were three other people in the dormitory still sleeping soundly, making unconscious snoring sounds.

Ningwei rested very early yesterday and didn't even know when Luo Xiang and Xu Ruixuan went back to bed.

Ning Wei closed his eyes for a while and found that there were countless people at all, then he climbed up from the bed lightly.

There was nothing I could do, but among the three people in the dormitory, each one was angrier than the other when they got up. In the so-called room rules, getting up before seven o'clock in the morning was listed as a behavior that must be criticized. In short, no one has any objection to how late you can study by yourself if you love studying, but it is absolutely not allowed to disturb people's dreams early on.

Ningwei quietly washed up without turning on the computer. He picked up four books and left the dormitory.

As usual, early risers should occupy seats for late risers.

…

There are obviously fewer classes in the first semester of my senior year than in my junior year, but there are still two classes on optimization theory and methods on Monday morning, which are required courses for majors.

Although there were two people lying flat in the dormitory, they rarely skipped the required classes.

In Luo Xiang's words, after all, he paid for school, and the tuition at Jiangcheng University is not cheap. If he skips too many classes, he will always feel sorry for the money his parents paid him.

This theory is completely logically irrefutable.

The premise is that sleeping in class is not a waste of tuition...

The teacher who teaches this course is called Wan Liang. He is a very young associate professor. It is said that he is only thirty-seven years old this year.

Ning Wei didn't know much about this professor before, but today he was very interested in this course.

There is no other reason. This is the first time he has officially attended class after a series of incredible abilities appeared in his body. Of course, he is curious about what kind of sparks he can collide with this knowledge in class.

At 8:50 in the morning, the four people in the dormitory sat together in the last row of the classroom.

Ning Wei sat at the edge. No matter what these three people were doing in class, it would not affect him.

There is also a tacit understanding on this point in the dormitory.

After all, if you want to pass the final exam and get credits smoothly, you really need Ning Wei to study hard.

When the teacher started the class, Ning Wei quickly got into the mood.

Optimization Theory and Methods mainly explains some common and effective algorithms for constrained and unconstrained nonlinear optimization, and also introduces some related theories. For example, commonly used linear search methods, conjugate effect set methods, quadratic programming problem algorithms, penalty function methods, etc. in unconstrained optimization.

Simply put, this course teaches how to seek certain factors under given constraints to optimize a certain indicator. By studying this course, you will learn to model problems into an optimization model to solve them.

Today the teacher is talking about the conjugate direction method.

Soon Ning Wei found that his brain was once again activated by what the teacher said on the podium.

It's a little different from reading a book.

As the teacher's lecture progressed, more and more words were written on the blackboard, and his brain began to simultaneously simulate many branches of the same optimization model.

What's even more gratifying is that he found that he could actually complete the conversion from mathematical language to computer language in his brain.

It's as if his brain can program itself and then verify it independently, and use it to judge the pros and cons of the optimization algorithms described by these teachers.

How do you describe this feeling...

Ning Wei feels as if he can step into a computer and then evaluate from the computer's perspective which of the algorithms written by humans are better or worse...

what is this?

Computer expert?