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Chapter Eight Sir!

"The Qingbei reopened. Tsinghua is one of the top universities in the country. There are so many students applying for the exam that they are like countless crucian carp crossing the river. I can understand Mr. Hua's intention, but Hua has no confidence in passing the exam. Chinese language and party spirit are Hua's weaknesses.

It's hard to get ahead." Hearing Hua Luogeng's words, Yu Hua felt happy. He deliberately showed off his talent in mathematics and chatted for so long just for this moment. He showed a helpless expression and sighed softly.

When he met Hua Luogeng at the wonton stall, Yu Hua knew that this was his opportunity. If he could seize it, his chances of being admitted to National Tsinghua University would be greatly increased.

Yu Hua is very clear about his strengths and weaknesses. Due to his predecessor, he has advantages in Neo-Confucianism represented by mathematics, but he is full of disadvantages in literature represented by Chinese language.

Chinese language is the language of later generations, and party spirit is politics. Yu Hua really has no confidence in these two subjects. First, he can't read traditional Chinese characters very well, and second, his competitors are too damn strong.

In terms of theory, Yu Hua was confident that he could compete with high school students across the country, and would even knock most of them to the ground and beat them.

Regarding literature, sorry, even a high school literature student could beat Yu Hua to a black face.

This meeting with Hua Luogeng, who was about to become a full professor at Tsinghua University, was Yu Hua's opportunity, and he was unwilling to give up this hard-won opportunity.

"I think you are quite talented in mathematics. You are a rare talent. You can study in the second category of Peking No. 4 Middle School. You should like mathematics and other sciences."

Hua Luogeng stared at Yu Hua, who was helpless, and suddenly recalled his experience of being discriminated against by his classmates when he studied mathematics. He put down his chopsticks, straightened his back, and said seriously: "Now I am an associate professor in the Department of Mathematics at National Tsinghua University, and I will be a full-time official soon."

Professor, if you are willing to take my Tsinghua Independent Examination and get a perfect score in math and 90 or above in other science subjects, even if you score zero in Chinese and English, I will apply to President Mei Yiqi for special admission. Yu Hua, what do you think?"

Hua Luogeng, who is well-informed, will naturally not name Yu Hua. This exchange is definitely not a simple 'worship', but Yu Hua's performance is really good, and his conversation is polite and polite. In addition, there are very few students who like mathematics.

, he doesn’t mind giving Yu Hua a chance.

He knows, he doesn't care.

There is no detail and attention to detail of traditional literati. He has to go to his home for dinner and discussions and act like a gentleman. Hua Luogeng, who has stayed at Cambridge University for two years, has become accustomed to the directness and frankness of the West.

Exceptional admission!

As one of the six current associate professors in the Department of Mathematics at National Tsinghua University, Hua Luogeng has the right to apply to the school for exceptional admission of students. It is his right to hold a meeting with the school’s top management to decide whether to admit the students.

Of course, the prerequisite is that Yu Hua must have a perfect score and all other science subjects must be above 90%.

"Mr. Hua will not forget the kindness of knowing me." Yu Hua was startled for a moment. He didn't expect this super boss in history to be so direct. He threw a jujube over, took a deep breath, stood up and bowed, lowered his head and bent over.

The courtesy of a disciple answered Hua Luogeng with actions.

The previous conversation may have been true or false, but at this moment, Yu Hua's heart was absolutely full of sincerity.

grateful.

Thanks to Hua Luogeng for not rejecting him and giving him an extremely precious opportunity.

"I hope that in five months you and I can officially call each other professors and students. Eat quickly, the wontons will cool down quickly in the winter."

Hua Luogeng was particularly satisfied. With a smile on his face, he motioned for Yu Hua to sit down again and eat wontons. He took out a pen and a piece of paper, wrote down some words and put them in front of Yu Hua's desk: "This is my address. Anyone who borrows books, reads and

Don't disturb your life except when it's in danger, and I won't teach you. You have to rely on yourself for everything."

The note said, No. 189, Shuangqing Road, National Tsinghua University - West Campus of Tsinghua University.

This is the place where Tsinghua Garden is specially designed for school professors to live.

"Yes!" Yu Hua sat down again and carefully collected the small piece of paper as if he had found a treasure.

"You are delicious. I'm leaving first. We have to finish the meal and don't waste food." Hua Luogeng looked at Yu Hua who treated the note like a treasure. The smile on his face did not diminish. He ordered, picked up three pairs of Chinese medicine and went to the boss.

I paid there and left slowly.

Hua Luogeng had a serious illness when he was young, which resulted in leg disease. Although he didn't look like a cripple when he walked, he was still different from ordinary people.

"I will definitely call you Professor..." Yu Hua ate the hot dumplings, feeling an extremely comfortable sound coming from his hungry belly. He looked at Hua Luogeng's gradually leaving figure, his eyes were firm, and he thought silently in his heart.

must!

You must be admitted to Tsinghua University and enter the Department of Mathematics!

What is mathematics?

The construction of a scientific theoretical system requires description, and the tool for description is mathematics. Scientific deduction and analysis require calculation, and the basis of calculation is mathematics. The correctness of scientific theories needs to be tested, and the tool for testing is mathematics.

This is an era without computers. If you want to engage in science and research cutting-edge and advanced scientific fields and weapons and equipment, you can never do without a piece of scratch paper and an extremely solid mathematical foundation.

Yu Hua needed a famous teacher to teach him, and on the first day of the new year, he was lucky enough to meet a famous teacher who would stand at the top of the pyramid of Chinese mathematics and world mathematics in the next fifty years.

Even more fortunately, this famous teacher extended an olive branch to him.



Tsinghua Garden, where the National Tsinghua University is located.

West gate.

A rickshaw pulling a young man stopped at the west gate. Standing at the gate was a man and a woman. The middle-aged man was wearing a black robe and black round-rimmed glasses. He had thin cheeks and bright eyes.

It has a special temperament like a clivia.

The woman next to her is young, about thirty years old, dressed simply, carrying a briefcase, and looks like an assistant.

From the rickshaw, a young man carrying three pairs of traditional Chinese medicine got off, paid the fare, and greeted the crowd in front of the west school gate.

"Mr. Hua Luogeng, Yue Han has been waiting for you for a long time, and today has finally arrived." The middle-aged man at the head strode forward, quickly came to Hua Luogeng, stretched out his right hand, and smiled.

Hua Luogeng stretched out his right hand, clasped his hands, shook his head helplessly, looked at the familiar west gate of Tsinghua University, and sighed: "Principal, please don't offend Luogeng. How dare I call you sir in front of you? I have lived in the UK for two years and am back today."

, when I saw the west school gate, I felt very at ease, as if I was a wanderer who had returned home."

go home.

When we arrived at Tsinghua Garden, we were finally home.

The middle-aged man in front of him is Mei Yiqi, the president of National Tsinghua University. He is a man of integrity and a true gentleman whom everyone admires. Hua Luogeng had deeply admired Mei Yiqi for his impartiality when he was a lecturer.

In front of him, Hua Luogeng was a junior and did not dare to be called sir.

"Yue Han once said that the so-called great scholar does not mean a building, but a master. Now that you are famous in the world of mathematics, you should be a master, so why can't you be called a teacher?"

Principal Mei Yiqi shook her head, looked serious, and corrected: "It is an honor for me and Tsinghua University that you can feel like you are home today. I am tired from the journey, so I would like to invite you to the school. Yuehan has arranged for the school cafeteria to be set up at noon."

At the banquet, all the professors of the Department of Mathematics and Yue Han will come together to greet Mr.


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