Super God-Level Top Student

Many mathematicians have had experiences of being quiet and then suddenly bursting forth with ideas, where that instant of epiphany was indispensable.

Without exaggeration, many of the high IQ flashes of genius are often what push the continuous forward development of science in this world.

Right now, Qiao Ze was clearly trapped in this state.

Even more exaggerated was that, in his mind, he even put himself in the perspective of a machine, considering how to distinguish features, how to use feature framework extractors for decoupling, how to learn to ignore the context of the environment, and how to parse instant semantics, especially after decoupling a semantic, how to understand and discover new semantics on this basis.

Understand more content with less data.

At this point, one needs to use a group orbit, first fixing a grouping, that is, the main environment, and then start rotating.

No, that's not right...

For example, cows generally only appear on land, in fields. So when a cow appears on a ship surrounded by the ocean, how?

If I were a machine, how would I quickly ignore the impact of the environment and identify the learning object's features?

All thoughts were transformed into bizarre lines crisscrossing in his mind, and soon, a giant tree without any branches or leaves appeared out of nowhere in his head.

The numbers and formulas that flitted through his mind were automatically attracted to this giant tree and quickly merged into it, becoming branches and fresh green leaves.

Soon, what was once a bare trunk became a tree lush with branches and leaves.

Su Mucheng on the side couldn't see the process of Qiao Ze's thoughts, couldn't witness how the technology tree in his mind grew vigorously; all she could see was the brilliance of wisdom in Qiao Ze's eyes as his hands fluttered rapidly over the keyboard, even creating afterimages.

Along with the rhythmic "tap tap" sounds, the girl was mesmerized!

Indeed, he was the man she had set her sight on, so powerful.

And thus, in the silence of the library, one was deeply engrossed in the world of mathematics, unable to extricate himself, while the other was deeply immersed in the sweetness of love, unable to extricate herself, both completely forgetting the passage of time.

It wasn't until Qiao Ze suddenly stopped his rapid typing that the library's closing bell also happened to ring at that moment.

It was as if some mysterious force had arranged everything to be just right.

"Eh?"

Qiao Ze subconsciously glanced at the time on the bottom right of the computer screen. Unbeknownst to him, it was already 9:50 pm; he had been seated at the computer for more than eight hours.

Remembering something, he then looked up at Su Mucheng beside him and saw the girl propping up her face with one hand, gazing at him with her bright, shining eyes.

"It's so late already?" Qiao Ze pursed his lips and said.

"It's not too late, not even ten o'clock yet, but we can't stay in the library anymore. It closes at ten sharp," Su Mucheng tilted her head and said.

"It's okay, the preliminary paper on building the mathematical framework is already done. I can have Li help me review it, and then make modifications," Qiao Ze looked at the computer screen at the afternoon's work and stated a fact.

"Ah?" Su Mucheng blinked her eyes, a bit dazed.

At noon, Li Jian had made a big deal of giving him the supercomputer account and then gave him a starting research fund of fifty thousand yuan, and he hadn't even begun to use these things, so how could the paper be finished already?

She believed that Qiao Ze would definitely complete the task quickly, but she never expected it to be this quick!

"Today I felt particularly lively in my thinking," Qiao Ze explained briefly, and then asked, "How about you? Did you finish watching the self-study videos I gave you?"

"Ah... Qiao Ze, didn't you feel hungry?" Su Mucheng blinked and placed a small hand on her rumbling stomach, rubbing it a bit.

"If you were hungry, why didn't you call me, or go eat something yourself?" Qiao Ze's attention was immediately diverted.

Su Mucheng said with a bit of grievance, "I've been hungry for a while, but seeing you so focused, I didn't want to disturb your work. How about... you treat me to something to eat?"

Qiao Ze thought about it, and then nodded his head.

Although it was almost his usual bedtime, today was, after all, a day worth celebrating, and he was hungry too...

"Yay! There's a snack street outside the east gate of the school, there's this one shop where the braised noodles are not only cheap but also super delicious. I'll take you there, okay?"

"Sure, but you'll have to wait a few more minutes. I need to sort out my paper and send it to Uncle Li."

"Sure thing! Oh, by the way, I took several photos of you writing your paper. Don't worry that I won't have material for propaganda!" Su Mucheng responded excitedly.

"Oh? Then did you watch the video?"

"Cough cough... so hungry, I'm going to pack up my laptop first!"

...

In the dorm room, Li Jiangao had already laid down on the bed.

He had been up reflecting on things until two in the morning yesterday and had gotten up early again today, and he really couldn't hold on any longer.

But his phone suddenly vibrated twice.

Originally wanting to ignore it, it suddenly vibrated again.

So annoying.

In the end, Li Jiangao still couldn't resist and picked up his phone to have a look.

It was two messages from Qiao Ze.

"Uncle Li, I wrote a preliminary paper this afternoon and have already sent it to your email."

"It's late now, no rush to reply."

Li Jiangao paused, his drowsiness suddenly disappearing...

What's going on here?

They had just decided at noon to let this kid freestyle, and now the paper had been written by evening?

Even a god wouldn't be that fast, right?

So he quickly replied, "Is the paper really done? That was quick?"

"Hm? Is it quick? It's been hours, though. Don't all those papers take a long time to write?"

My god...

Li Jiangao really wanted to cry!

If he didn't know Qiao Ze well, he really would have sworn.

So, geniuses write papers by counting the hours?

It took him a whole eight months to write his last paper, which was already extremely fast, considering the amount of material to review, the plethora of lemmas to prove, plus he worked almost every night until the early morning for his professional title evaluation... Who in the world could he complain to about this?

While getting up, Li Jiangao also quickly sent a common-sense reply, "You should say that the papers we put out are measured in terms of months or years, not hours. It's normal for a math paper to take several years to write."

"That must include the time spent thinking, right? Just like how I've been pondering the quality gap problem. But I had already thought about today's paper before, so if that counts, then it's also been half a year."

"Huff..." Li Jiangao let out a deep sigh.

Forget it, he didn't want to argue with Qiao Ze anymore.

He had to see what kind of paper Qiao Ze managed to write in just eight hours!

He couldn't wait another minute!

He must let him know that being proud is unacceptable!