Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

Chapter 13

On Thursday morning, Pete Sanak woke up early as usual. He was 30 years old this year, graduated from the Princeton Department of Mathematics, and is now a review editor of the Annals of Mathematics.

He has always been proud of being a reviewer and editor of one of the world’s four top mathematics magazines.

After having breakfast, he drove to the magazine. As usual, he made himself a cup of coffee, and then manipulated the mouse to open the work mailbox. At this moment, a ding-dong came from the speaker, indicating that he had received a new copy. mail.

Pete took a sip of coffee and clicked on the email.

Probably because the attachment is too large, the response time of the computer is a bit long.

He put down the coffee cup in his hand and looked at the title of the paper: “FourwaystoprovetheGoldbachConjecture”

He thought that he must be a novice who gave such a name to the paper.

and many more-

Peter reacted, four ways to prove Goldbach’s conjecture?

He hurriedly read the question again, that’s right.

Pete lifted his spirits, his face was solemn, and he continued to look down.

Ten minutes… thirty minutes… one hour…

He rubbed his astringent eyes, and with his mathematics, he could only read page twentieth, and then he couldn’t go down.

But this does not prevent him from expressing his excitement.

Perhaps he will witness a historic moment.

Pete hurriedly printed out the paper, then waved the paper and rushed into the editor’s office.

It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t understand it, but in Princeton, in the United States, in North America, in the whole world, someone can read this paper.

“Goldbach Conjecture?”

The editor-in-chief James was obviously more calm. He looked directly at the author column and only wrote one name on it: “ZezhiMeng.”

Look at the author unit column again: “JinchengUniversity.”

He frowned: “Chinese?”

It’s not that he discriminates against China, but in such a mathematics poor place, can anyone really prove Goldbach’s conjecture?

This is a worldwide problem that has plagued the entire mathematics community for 270 years.

Pete said immediately: “Mr. James, I can understand what you mean, so what we have to do now is to send this paper for review as soon as possible, so that the professors can verify the correctness of this paper.”

General academic journals will divide the review of incoming manuscripts into two links. The first link is journal editor review, and the second link is reviewer review.

Journal editors will screen articles according to the subject of the article and the scope of the journal, and then send qualified articles to appropriate reviewers for review.

The reviewers mainly come from three aspects: one is the editorial board members of the journal, especially for some newly created journals; the other is colleagues around the world; and the last is the reviewer candidates provided by the contributor himself.

But for top academic journals that stand at the forefront of academics, in order to ensure the correctness of review results and avoid academic fraud, their reviewers are limited to peers who are engaged in the same research direction as the article, usually three to five people. Therefore, this link is also called the peer review link.

Moreover, the peer review of the Annals of Mathematics uses double-blind review, which means that the author and reviewer of the article do not know each other’s identity information.

“You’re right.”

Throwing away those prejudices, James corrected his attitude. From the bottom of his heart, of course, he hopes that this paper is correct, which is not necessarily an honor for the Annals of Mathematics.

After half an hour, ten emails flew from Pete’s computer to all over the world.

…

After uploading the paper, Meng Zezhi rushed to the hospital without stopping.

HIV-infected people usually develop into AIDS patients after a few months, even a ten-year or longer incubation period.

With the development of modern medicine today, antiretroviral therapy has been developed. If the infected person is treated with high-efficiency antiretroviral therapy in the early stage of HIV infection, the incubation period can be significantly prolonged, and it can even reach the life of the infected person. It is a carrier of HIV and will not develop into an AIDS patient’s effect.

But Meng Zezhi did not choose to do so.

One is because there is not much time left for him, not to mention that the current domestic medical level is not up to this level. If he goes abroad for treatment, there is no relationship or money to make way, and he will not be able to enter the biological laboratory at all.

The most important thing is that antiretroviral therapy will inevitably have some toxic side effects. Far from it, just say that some of the drugs in the first few weeks of taking will make patients have very realistic nightmares, most of them Patients need the intervention of a psychiatrist to pass this period of time. Meng Zezhi does not feel that he still has enough energy to do experiments under such circumstances.

Secondly, Meng Ze knew that he didn’t want to get rid of the trouble, and the treatment would inevitably attract Chen Yinglong’s attention, and he didn’t know how much trouble he would cause.

But it’s different now.

He has proved Goldbach’s conjecture, and Chen Yinglong’s time is not far away. Now he just wants to complete the development of the AIDS drug as soon as possible, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

Therefore, it is necessary to use drugs to adjust the state of the body.

In China, drugs for the treatment of AIDS are free. Patients can use the report issued by the AIDS confirmation laboratory to go to the CDC to issue a referral form for medication, and then go to designated hospitals to receive free antiretroviral treatment provided by the state.

Meng Ze knows it is troublesome, and the antiviral drugs provided by the country basically have strong side effects, so he can only buy two courses of expensive imported drugs on the advice of doctors.

However, he obviously overestimated his physical fitness. In addition to staying in the laboratory all day, his work and rest were disordered, but within half a month, his weight dropped by more than ten kilograms, of which the loss of fat tissue was the most serious. It was the face and arms, which made him even thinner.

When Zhu Zhengqing broke free from her broken love, made enough psychological preparations, and returned to the laboratory, what she saw was such a scene.

There was a momentary acceleration of his heartbeat, which made him mistakenly think that the reason why Meng Zezhi was so decadent was because he missed him, so he didn’t think about it.

But he quickly dispelled this unrealistic idea.

He loosened the corners of his tight lips, with a calm expression on his face.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Meng Zezhi, who was adjusting the instrument, turned his head casually, and saw the person coming, his movements became stiff.

The first thought in my heart turned out to be that I must be ugly now!

“Have you not finished your experiment?” It’s been more than four months.

“Yeah.” Looking at Zhu Zhengqing’s seemingly nonchalant appearance, Meng Zezhi couldn’t tell what it was like in his heart. He calmly greeted him like when a friend met: “What about you, have you got the project back?”

“The manuscript has been retracted by the magazine.”

“Ok.”

Having said that, the two fell silent in unison.

In embarrassment, Zhu Zhengqing couldn’t help but look at Meng Zezhi more. After hesitating for a while, he finally asked unconvincingly: “How did you become like this?”

The corners of Meng Zezhi’s lips bend a curve inadvertently: “I’m sick.”

This has to be how serious the illness is.

Zhu Zhengqing couldn’t get up completely, and immediately asked: “Then, are you ill now?”

Meng Zezhi sank, then shook his head.

Zhu Zhengqing was a little worried: “Have you seen it in the hospital?”

“I’ve seen it.” Meng Zezhi nodded, “The doctor prescribed some medicine.”

Hearing this, Zhu Zhengqing felt relieved.

The next moment, he couldn’t help but spit on himself in secret, Zhu Zhengqing, Zhu Zhengqing, people have rejected you, you still paste it cheeky, what do you think.

Zhu Zhengqing felt more sad the more I thought about it.

The author has something to say: Zhu Zhengqing: grievance Baba T^T