When I Saw The Returns, I Invested In My Future Wife First Chapter 277 - 277 Thesis Completed! Submission!

Chapter 277 - 277 Thesis Completed! Submission!

277 Thesis Completed! Submission!
Helpless, Ai Tingya took away the food on the ground and changed a plate of steaming fresh food from the kitchen.
She said worriedly, “Luo Feng has locked himself in his room for the past two days and sometimes forgot to eat the food I placed at the door… I’m not a mathematician and don’t know what he’s doing. Senior, is this normal?”
Of course it wasn’t normal!
Christine was puzzled, not knowing what Luo Feng was doing.
Ai Tingya held Christine’s hand and said gratefully, “Fortunately, you’re here. I was afraid of disturbing Luo Feng, so I didn’t dare to knock. You must understand such a situation.”
Christine heaved a sigh of relief.
Ai Tingya’s words meant that she trusted her and didn’t cause any melodramatic misunderstandings. Or rather, Ai Tingya was very happy that Christine could come.
Professionals in mathematics would definitely understand mathematics better after all.
Ai Tingya made a “shhh” gesture and gently turned the doorknob.
The door was not locked, and draft papers were scattered everywhere in the room. It was filled with symbols and numbers. Luo Feng was still writing on the table.
He did not notice the two people who had quietly entered.
Christine picked up a piece of paper by her feet and asked softly, “Has he been in this state for the past few days?”
Ai Tingya nodded. “That’s right. I haven’t seen him stop writing since morning until late at night.”
Looking at the increasingly messy handwriting on the draft paper, Christine scratched her head and said, “Aren’t you worried? He’s in a strange state no matter what he does.”
“Isn’t it good to be focused?” Ai Tingya asked in surprise.
Christine frowned slightly and explained, “Luo Feng’s research topic is a historical problem that no one has solved in hundreds of years…”
Ai Tingya nodded and was not surprised at all. “I know, but since Luo Feng said that he wants to make it, he definitely can. I believe in him.”
Seeing the determined look on Ai Tingya’s face, Christine revealed the same expression as when she heard that Luo Feng was going to solve Hodge’s conjecture.
She didn’t know if the couple was too conceited or too ignorant.
Was this something that could be resolved with just trust?
Christine couldn’t help but ask, “What if this project takes a long time?”
“How long?”
“For example… for a lifetime!”
Ai Tingya was stunned for a moment before she smiled and said, “Then I’ll cook for him for the rest of his life.”
Christine looked at the fresh food at the door and suddenly felt that Ai Tingya’s promise for the rest of her life didn’t seem so ethereal.
She was so sincere and solemn.
Something seemed to have been ignited in Christine’s heart.
Even if she could not help Luo Feng solve Hodge’s conjecture, she could let Luo Feng end his obsession as soon as possible.
She couldn’t bear to let such a good girl like Ai Tingya accompany him in this state for the rest of her life. The only person who could help Luo Feng now was herself! She had to do her best!
“I’ll have to trouble you for my dinner too!”
With that, Christine walked to Luo Feng’s side.
Upon seeing this, Ai Tingya revealed a satisfied smile and gently closed the door before leaving.
Christine walked to the table and looked at the draft paper that covered the table. She cleared a small space and said to Luo Feng, “Where should I start?”
Only then did Luo Feng notice Christine.
However, he wasn’t surprised at all. It was as if Christine had just gone out to take a sip of water and returned to continue helping. He handed the draft paper that he had just finished writing to Christine.
“Help me organize it in order.”
“Okay!”
Only Christine could do this job. Ai Tingya, who didn’t understand mathematics, couldn’t even recognize the basic symbols and couldn’t help sort out the order.
However, there was a lot that Christine could do.
Christine could also understand some of it while helping to organize the draft papers. This meant that she could express Luo Feng’s research results in the form of a thesis.
Help Luo Feng complete the first draft.
Even though the current Luo Feng had a lot of mathematical knowledge, he had never systematically pondered over a thesis. His standard was still at the undergraduate level in his previous life.
To be honest, he was not qualified.
Originally, Luo Feng wanted to take some time to break through the standard writing standards of the thesis. However, time was tight and the mission was heavy. He could only let Christine fill in this shortcoming.
The two of them had a clear division of labor, and the messy room instantly became orderly.
After Christine sorted out the consecutive points of the draft into an article, she would read it to Luo Feng. Then, Luo Feng would point out the shortcomings, which was that Christine did not understand it thoroughly when she sorted out the draft.
To Luo Feng, this was an opportunity to check his thoughts.
To Christine, this was an opportunity that could only be chanced upon by luck!
She often had the illusion of being an assistant to a Mathematics Master. If she hadn’t seen Luo Feng’s young face, she would have felt that she was doing research with Professor Vincent.
…
With Christine’s help, the thesis progressed rapidly.
Three weeks later.
Christine held the latest piece of draft paper and typed on the keyboard, recording a sentence that Luo Feng had written at the end of the draft.
Then, she habitually reached out and asked Luo Feng to hand her the next draft paper.
The cold touch made Christine raise her eyebrows. She pulled her hand back and realized that Luo Feng had given her an ice cream.
“Have some sweet food and rest.” Luo Feng opened an ice pop and yawned.
“No need.” Christine put down the ice cream. “The deadline is almost here. We have to speed up.”
Christine was even more anxious than Luo Feng himself.
“That’s all.” Luo Feng shrugged. “What you wrote just now was the last sentence.”
“It’s completed?!”
Christine stood up abruptly and stared at the last row of words.
She could not believe that they had really completed it!
Luo Feng looked at her shocked and incredulous expression and smiled helplessly. He picked up the ice cream and placed it back in Christine’s hand. “Why? Do you think there’s a problem with my proof process?”
“…No.”
Christine had seen every step of the proof process and could roughly understand the train of thought. With her current level, she could not see any problems.
Christine opened the ice cream and took a cold bite. It felt surreal.
Did he really prove the result just like that?
“Our work will be completely over after translating it into English!” Luo Feng was overjoyed.
He could finally leave this room.
He humbly asked, “Senior, I don’t really understand the professional terms needed for translation. I’ll have to trouble you to accompany me for a while more.”
“You’re too kind…” Christine couldn’t take the responsibility. “Let’s get started then.”
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Princeton University in the United States.
Inside the ancient building, a sign that had gone through repairs read “Annals of Mathematics” in front of an inconspicuous office.
This was the editorial department of the Annals of Mathematics, one of the four God-level journals in the mathematics world.
A man in a single frame glass opened an email and raised his eyebrows. “A submission from Oxford?”