"Professor Wang, you ... I really can't afford it. There are more than ten million rural teachers like me in China. I just do what I should do."

Xi Pang Xuelin quickly got up and helped Wang Chongqing.

Wang Chongqing said: "Mr. Pang, although saying so, it is because of the contributions of millions of rural teachers like you that our country, our nation, and our next generation have a future."

"Professor Wang, don't brag about me, I'm all a bit embarrassed. By the way, do you have any suggestions for manuscript submission?"

King Chongqing groaned for a moment and raised his head, "Mr. Pang, do you trust me?"

Pang Xuelin nodded slightly.

Although Professor Wang's personality looks a bit old-fashioned, so far, he has made a good impression on Pang Xuelin.

Wang Chongqing said: "Later I will take you to meet with the director of our department of mathematics, and to publish a dissertation. We will talk about it when we see the director."

"Why?" Pang Xuelin froze slightly.

"Mr. Pang, although the papers you wrote are of a high level, but if you just send them out by mail, I believe that after the journal editor sees your work unit and contact address, there is a high probability that the paper will be thrown directly into the garbage. In the bucket. "

Pang Xuelin frowned, wondering: "Professor Wang, you mean, they won't recognize my thesis?"

Wang Chongqing said helplessly: "Mr. Pang, you may not know. Since Academician Chen Jingrun's deeds have been reported by the media, in recent years, every domestically well-known mathematical journal has received countless contributions from all over the country every day ... most of them They are all invested by self-taught people, and even our journal sponsored by Lincheng University is no exception. At the beginning, editors will read it to see if there is a chance to select some valuable manuscripts from it. But It ’s been a long time, everyone basically did n’t read it, and judged the value of the paper directly based on the work unit and address on the manuscript. So if you just submit it directly, the possibility of being rejected is very high! ”

He Pang Xuelin couldn't help crying and laughing. He suddenly understood Wang Chongqing's meaning.

This era is the time when civilian scientists flooded into disasters.

院 Academician Chen Jingrun is the spiritual leader of countless folk scientists.

They deliberately, like Academician Chen Jingrun, wrote a letter to Hua Luogeng when he was a middle school teacher, and proposed amendments to some of Hua Luogeng's views, thus winning Hua Luogeng's favor and gradually becoming a top international mathematician.

However, most of these people have not received basic professional training, but they are delusional about solving a major scientific problem or trying to overturn a famous scientific theory.

Even in future generations, there are countless folk scientists who want to prove that π is not an irrational number on the Internet.

Therefore, it is conceivable that editors of major academic journals are helpless when facing these civil science submissions.

Pang Xuelin said: "Professor Wang, what should I do?"

Wang Chongqing said: "Relax, wait to see Director Luo, I will help you solve it."

Xi Pang Xuelin nodded. Since Wang Chongqing said so, he can only choose to believe in Wang Chongqing.

After eating, Wang Chongqing took Pang Xuelin directly to the teaching building of the Department of Mathematics, and came to an office on the third floor.

In the office, a man with glasses and a Chinese-style face, in his early forties, was dusting the wall with a feather duster.

I saw Wang Chongqing coming in with Pang Xuelin, the man turned around and looked at Pang Xuelin behind Wang Chongqing with some inspection.

"Director Luo, let me introduce you. This is ..."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Professor Wang, you don't need to introduce, this is probably the little Pang teacher who gave the students in the functional analysis class in the morning!"

Wang Chongqing was a little surprised and said, "Director Luo, do you know?"

Luo Jianzhong laughed: "The morning thing has already spread, and it is better to say that a primary school teacher is teaching functional analysis courses to undergraduates."

Wang Chongqing blushed, and then smiled: "I think this is my wisdom. If I personally come to lecture, I have such a high level. Mr. Pang, let me introduce you. This is our Department of Mathematics, Lincheng University. Director Luo Jianzhong. "

Xi Pang Xuelin laughed: "Director Luo!"

"Comrade Xiao Pang, hello!"

Luo Jianzhong nodded kindly to Pang Xuelin.

He is a little strange. He knows Wang Chongqing's temperament, is more arrogant and more old-fashioned, but in the face of Pang Xuelin, he showed a gesture of intersect.

Is this young man really as powerful as the legend?

Wang Chongqing seemed to see Luo Jianzhong's thoughts, and said, "Director Luo, don't underestimate Mr. Pang. Although he only teaches in a mountain village primary school, both the teaching level and the academic level are very high. Mr. Pang, you Take out those papers you wrote and show them to Director Luo! "

Xi Pang Xuelin nodded, took all the papers out of his rucksack, and put them on Luo Jianzhong's desk.

Luo Jianzhong took the thesis and said, "Comrade Xiao Pang, sit with Professor Wang and wait for a while. I read the thesis before saying, yes, Pharaoh, make a cup of tea for Comrade Xiao Pang!"

行 "OK, look at you!"

Luo Jianzhong first read the titles of Pang Xuelin's thirteen papers one by one, and then randomly picked one of them and read it.

Time passed by minute by minute. Unconsciously, half an hour passed, one hour passed ... Luo Jianzhong was always immersed in the thesis.

Xi Pang Xuelin was drinking tea calmly, but Wang Chongqing was a little restless.

"Director Luo, what about Mr. Pang's theses?"

Finally, Wang Chongqing couldn't help but speak out.

Luo Jianzhong then put down the paper and raised his head: "Comrade Xiao Pang, did you write these papers yourself?"

Pang Xuelin said: "Yes!"

Luo Luozhong asked again, "Comrade Xiao Pang, how old are you this year?"

Pang Xuelin said: "After the New Year, it will be twenty!"

Luo Jianzhong's eyes flashed an incredible color ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ These papers belong to different fields and are of a high standard. It can be said that any article can be published, and the author can occupy a place in the mathematical world.

However, these papers are actually from the same person, and they are a young man of less than twenty who has never received complete academic training.

Except for genius, he can't find a proper word to describe.

Luo Jianzhong lamented: "It's really unthinkable. Among the young people in our country, such a genius still exists."

崇 Wang Chongqing said, "Director Luo, what do you think of letting Mr. Pang come to our school as a researcher at the Institute of Mathematics?"

Xi Pang Xuelin raised his head in surprise, he suddenly understood Wang Chongqing's thoughts.

As a teacher of Lingziding Village Elementary School and as a researcher of the Institute of Mathematics of Lincheng University, for academic journals, these two concepts are totally two concepts.

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