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With the time it took to say an extra word, Dou Dou quickly searched online, compared information, and then came up with a lengthy discourse as a result.

Actually, a lot of it was just old stories repeated over and over.

Such as how many Nobel Prize winners there are, how many Fields Medal recipients, how many MacArthur Fellows...

These awards require time to settle, and Qiao Ze merely glanced at them before he lost interest.

But then he noticed how strict the Princeton Mathematics Institute and the Physics College were about graduation requirements.

Because they uphold the principle of academic supremacy, to graduate from Princeton in the sciences could be described as explosively difficult.

Failing courses was all too common!

However, correspondingly, as long as one could earn a degree in sciences from Princeton, there was no need to worry about the future job market. One could blindly send in resumes and still receive offers.

Of course, this educational ethos was supported by a strong faculty.

A group of professors with all sorts of titles would personally take time to teach undergraduate courses, and many professors even maintained the practice of teaching one public lecture each week. Excellent teaching assistants were responsible for answering questions and teaching details.

So, if Xilin University of Technology wanted to have the same level of influence, it needed to change.

Qiao Ze did not feel entitled to dictate changes in other colleges, but he believed that the School of Mathematics and Statistics would listen to the suggestions he was making now to Xu Dajiang.

Not just that, Qiao Ze also felt that the School of Mathematics and Statistics should promote cooperation with the Physics College, the Computer Science College, and the Materials Science College.

By establishing an alternative credit system to encourage mathematics students to proactively collaborate with other science departments, starting to cultivate the ability to solve real-world problems through mathematics at the undergraduate phase.

For many students who found number theory inaccessible, this indeed provided a viable path.

After all, winning a Nobel Prize was much easier than securing a Fields Medal.

To summarize, the idea was to significantly raise the difficulty of graduation while emphasizing both fundamental and interdisciplinary studies, offering diverse paths that allowed math students to choose how they wanted to graduate.

A series of idealized ideas quickly ran through Qiao Ze's mind, and then he listed them as goals he should achieve incidentally.

The logic was simple.

Since he planned to stay on this platform for the time being, improving the platform's credibility and influence could only benefit him.

He couldn't let it be that someday when someone slandered him online like today, the official announcements from the platform would lack even a hint of credibility.

As for him stepping up to counter the arguments...

Forget about it.

Qiao Ze felt that giving such people even one more glance would mean losing miserably.

It's like that time he was vilified across the internet; Qiao Ze wasn't even angry.

Really, many netizens do not realize that sometimes ignorance can be lifesaving.

They said Qiao Ze formed academic cliques, and even mocked that Qiao Ze was sick, but none of this could hurt Qiao Ze at all, just like the words once spoken by the enrollment officer Yu Chenggong to Qiao Ze's former homeroom teacher, "You think Qiao Ze is sick, Qiao Ze thinks you are all fools. This is mutual tragedy."

If you really wanted to infuriate Qiao Ze, it was actually quite simple.

Just slander Li Jiangao online for not being worthy of being an academician, and you would probably achieve this epic goal.

Luckily, all the professors who were aware of the situation found this notion way too outrageous, so no one mentioned anything of the sort online.

In theory, Qiao Ze was still an undergraduate and did not have a true mentor, so naturally, netizens were completely unaware of Li Jiangao's existence.

Therefore, Qiao Ze was still able to maintain absolute rationality.

He didn't even bother to call Xu Dajiang with these ideas.

Because Qiao Ze knew that he did not need to reach out to Xu Dajiang, as the dean, who did not have much to do anyway, would naturally find the right opportunity to probe his thoughts.

He even found it strange.

Xu Dajiang's sources of information couldn't be that isolated; he should already know about the current situation online. By all logic, he should have already called or actively sought him out, but there was still no sign of him, which was quite unusual.

However, after wasting ten minutes on this, Qiao Ze immediately shut down Dou Dou and could not be bothered to pay attention to these matters anymore.

Lately, Qiao Ze had been captivated by several mathematical problems.

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It was as if he gave Zhang Hongcai problems to tackle during their discussions.

Several professors from Yanbei University also wouldn't show any weakness, sending him problems via email, two of which were quite interesting.

They were certainly worth spending some time to research.

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Qiao Ze had judged correctly.

Xu Dajiang actually wanted to contact Qiao Ze.

But the problem was, Qiao Ze had absolutely no self-awareness when it came to social interactions.

He never even realized that every time he was alone with Xu Dajiang, he brought so much pressure to this dean.

Thus, whenever there was an issue, Xu Dajiang had already gotten used to contacting Li Jiangao first, then arranging a time with Li Jiangao before meeting with Qiao Ze.

As for making a phone call...

Ha...

Xu Dajiang dared to say there were very few people who could discern his true thoughts from his emotionless tone and words.

From his experience, calling Qiao Ze, the words he'd likely hear most were "yes, no, mhm, ah, is, okay, fine."

And such words would often appear only once in a sentence.

He had never even heard doubled words from Qiao Ze's mouth.

For Qiao Ze, such a way of communication was very efficient, sufficient to express his attitude and thoughts—whether others understood him was not his concern. But for other people, it probably seemed quite amusing.

Because those single words, coupled with the tone devoid of any emotion, unless you were the worm in Qiao Ze's stomach, who the hell could truly understand if there was any other meaning?

The only one who might understand him was Su Mucheng.

It wasn't so-called telepathy; mainly, Su Mucheng would clarify if she didn't understand, and Qiao Ze was also willing to give more detailed answers.

With frequent exchange, understanding naturally followed.

But today the situation was somewhat different.

Li Jiangao had finally gone on a date with the person he had been introduced to; of course, he couldn't just let Li Jiangao abandon Teacher Mi and come straight back to the university.

At least in the current situation, he had absolutely no confidence in dealing with Qiao Ze, whereas he still felt confident in leveraging his relationship with Li Jiangao a bit.

Thus, Xu Dajiang simply left a message for Li Jiangao in WeChat, asking this mentor confirmed by Qiao Ze to inform him after returning to the university, and then they could have a proper talk with Qiao Ze together.

Not to mention that Xu Dajiang was quite busy himself, having to deal with a slew of curious inquiries.

So at that moment, all the pressure finally piled up on the Science Committee.
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Not only the pressure from the internet but also from internal sources.

The research on the photolithography machine belonged to the "core high base" category of projects that the country placed special emphasis on.

Moreover, ever since the project for the large-scale photolithography machine had been initiated, it had been touted as a zero-import, completely nationally produced industrial chain, which, to some extent, could be considered a classified project—thus not many people were aware of Qiao Ze's connection to it.

Therefore, the bigwigs who had been pondering how to handle this application suddenly began receiving calls from the Engineering Academy and the Physics College.

The message they conveyed boiled down to the fact that although Qiao Ze was young, his achievements were self-evident, so they shouldn't drag their feet and should just approve his application already.

If just one or two academicians had made the call, it would have been more straightforward, but when several academicians had inquired about the matter, the way was truly paved.

This was definitely good news for Qiao Ze.

But it's hard to say what the feelings would be for the many involved when this matter truly settled.

Because the situation was indeed outrageous.

Not only was the matter itself outrageous, but the purpose of the people who instigated it was even more so—so outrageous that even the indirect instigator, Daniel Nomit, would be stupefied upon learning about it.

All one could say was that Qiao Ze's emergence was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, whose ripples were spreading outwards with Xilin University of Technology at the center, radiating energy unstoppably, leaving those caught in the ripples no choice but to passively accept the emotions, whether they be sorrow or joy.