Chapter 256: Chapter 112 Professor Frank, Would You Like to be a Reviewer? _6

Zhang Shuwen nodded. Including him, there were now three reviewers, which was enough for a typical paper. Not to mention, the reviewers Lott Degen found were all substantial figures.

Although high-level, high-importance papers often mean that journal editors will, out of caution, seek more reviewers,

there is no need for those papers that can be verified by supercomputers and have already passed verification.

Unless the editor has doubts about the paper’s authorship.

“Additionally, I’ve also contacted Professor Robert Green of New York University. If he agrees, I plan to have him as a reviewer as well. What do you think?” Lott Degen asked again.

Zhang Shuwen thought for a moment and then nodded.

He knew about Robert Green’s impressions of Qiao Yu. If it were any other reviewer, it could be explained as distrust. But if it were this professor, it could probably only mean serious consideration. Of course, it might also be because he was not one of the reviewers originally chosen by Lott Degen.

But it didn’t matter; Zhang Shuwen wasn’t concerned about these things.

…

Unsurprisingly, two days later, Princeton’s supercomputer also reached the same conclusion as Yanbei’s supercomputer.

In fact, this was expected.

Unless it’s a technical issue, no one would fabricate something that can be easily verified.

Lott Degen proceeded to contact the selected professors systematically.

This step went smoothly. The heavyweight professors he selected all showed great interest in the paper, especially Schulz.

When he heard that the author of the paper was only sixteen years old, he only asked, “Really?”

Upon receiving a confirmed answer, he gladly accepted the invitation to become one of the reviewers.

But as expected by Zhang Shuwen, after agreeing to be a reviewer, Harvard University’s Professor Dennis did not plan to review the manuscript himself. Instead, he approached a Huaxia-descendant professor on his team who held a teaching position at the Berkeley Branch.

“Professor Frank, Professor Dugen, the editor-in-chief of Mathematical Yearbook, invited me to review a paper, which is reportedly the work of a young genius from Huaxia, about the derivation of upper bounds for rational points on curves, using many new methods. I thought you’d be interested in taking a look.”

“Young prodigy? Isn’t it supposed to be double-blind?”

“No, the author has already posted the paper on ArXiv, so Lott Degen felt there wasn’t a need for a double-blind process.”

“Oh? How do you rate it?”

“I skimmed through the introduction and the supercomputer-validated data at the end; daring to submit to Mathematical Yearbook is justified—a very significant achievement.”

“A Huaxia young prodigy? Well, I suppose I am a bit interested. But there’s something you might not know; Huaxia is very enthusiastic about hyping up young prodigies. I don’t doubt the quality of the paper itself, but I’m quite skeptical about the authors behind this paper.”

“Haha, Frank, you should trust Professor Dugen’s abilities. At the very least, he thinks it’s promising. And as reviewers, we only need to be accountable for the paper itself. Since you agree, I’ll send you the paper right away.”

“Alright, Dennis.”

…

In the office on the third floor of the Mathematics Department at Berkeley Branch, Feng Yu, or rather, Univores Frank, put down the phone and then swiftly opened his email.

Since he became a U.S. citizen, he had given himself an English name.

Feng Yu felt it was important not to forget his roots, so he used ‘Frank’ as his surname; in English, this sounds quite similar to ‘Feng.’ As for ‘Univores,’ it was derived from the ‘Yu’ in his name.

In English, ‘cosmos’ or ‘Universe.’

Every time, he introduced the origin of his name to the Huaxia students at the school in this way, even though for so many years he had never returned to Huaxia since he started studying in this country.

Of course, as a young and promising professor researching fundamental mathematics, there was nothing to blame for this.

Soon, his email received a notification.

Feng Yu downloaded the paper casually, then glanced at the corresponding author of the paper.

Yan-zhen Tian (Yanbei University), then smiled; indeed, this was a student of a Huanxa academician.

However, when his eyes moved from the first author, Yu Qiao (Yanbei University), to the second author, he suddenly froze, subconsciously furrowing his brow.

Xi Qiao (independent researcher)?

Without any warning, a memory long since dead suddenly surged up inside him.

Not in a rush to read the paper, Feng Yu took a deep breath and, with a whisper somewhat defying logic, logged on to a web browser on his computer and somewhat awkwardly entered the website of Baidu, the search engine most preferred by Huaxia people.

Getting used to using Google, the Baidu interface appeared somewhat unfamiliar to him.

Then he entered ‘Qiao Xi’ into the search bar, receiving results related to a celebrity, not the person in his mind, along with some jumbled findings. Thus, he began searching for ‘Qiao Xi,’ the independent mathematics researcher, but still got nothing useful.

Feng Yu thought for a moment and then looked toward the first author.

Damned Chinese; so many words are represented by ‘yu.’

Nonetheless, he first entered ‘Qiao Yu,’ if it was as he suspected, this name might be the most likely…

This name was quite common but largely didn’t match what he suspected and didn’t align with Dennis’ introduction of a young prodigy.

For a moment, he was compelled by an impulse from deep within to reach Tian Yanzhen’s contact, make a call, and inquire about the circumstances of this paper’s author, yet held himself back.

Whether as a reviewer or not, contacting the corresponding author or probing into the background of the author before the paper review is unreasonable.

He thought for some more moments but was left unsatisfied.

Finally, Feng Yu started typing each ‘yu’ character with his input method one by one.

Finally, when he used the ‘Yu’ character, he saw the result he was yearning for.

“Good news! Qiao Yu from Xingtie First Middle School in our city achieved first place in the CMO!”

Feng Yu immediately clicked in to see the website where this news was published—Star City Morning News Website—his mind suddenly buzzed as if a bolt of lightning had hit it directly!

Below the article was a large photo taken at the school gate of Xingtie First Middle School. The congratulatory words hung underneath the arch balloon in the back, and in between two adults stood a young, raw-looking student whose brows looked so familiar…

Just like—his own appearance when young.

Qiao Yu? Qiao Xi?