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Chapter 141: Read the News Alone
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Translator: Translated Henyee Editor: Translated Henyee
Director Zhang was not the only person whose face was bleached.
Wu Yan was sitting inside his hotel room. He was browsing Weibo when his face suddenly turned pale.
The University of Auckland sounds like a big deal. After all, it is located in the largest city in New Zealand. However, the reality is that New Zealand is a small country in the middle of nowhere, and the University of Auckland barely makes the Top 100 list.
The strength of the university is still strong relative to its size. However, it is difficult to get a job in New Zealand.
When Wu Yan was at the University of Auckland, he was the type who could not "get a job". Not to mention, his major is mathematics.
The nickname the fan gave him was fake. He is still studying a PhD, and who knows if he can actually graduate.
It will only be determined in the future.
While abroad, he watched Lu Zhou's YouTube video. He suspected that most people in China had not seen him, and the evidence on the conference website was about Zhou's conjecture, so his heart was filled with greed.
By the way, it wasn't like he was publishing in a journal, and there was no overlap between the entertainment and academic industries. Therefore, he copied the process of proof.
However, the result was beyond his expectations.
Within a week, his plan was defeated.
Someone posted a tape of the conference online, with the signature of Mr. Francis, president of the Federal Mathematics Society.
Although the production team tried to cover up the story, and although his crazy fans defended him, at this moment, he was still confused.
Suddenly, the phone rings.
It was none other than Professor Harris from the University of Auckland.
He picked up the phone.
“Have you just submitted a thesis? Don't tell me you wrote my name. ”
Wu Yan replied, "I didn't send anything."
Copyright issues are relatively common in academic circles, but that doesn't mean academics will accept them. Plagiarism is not tolerated.
Professor Harris's tone softened, but he remained firm.
All accusations have a reason.
Especially the guesswork of the Federal Mathematical Society.
Professor Harris's tone was serious when he said, “Some people accuse you of plagiarism, and these allegations come from the Federal Mathematics Society. Hope you can take this matter seriously. ”
Wu Yan's face flushed red and he said, "I'm not plagiarizing, I'm just participating in a TV show and using some ..."
He can't continue.
Professor Harris frowned and asked, "What's used?"
"Some evidence of the alleged twin prime numbers presented at the Princeton conference ..."
The other end of the phone was silent.
The professor spoke.
“Then you checked the conference delivery and found nothing, so you copied it? Did you know there was a conference text recording, next to the submissions? "
Wu Yan's face flushed red.
He had never been present at a conference, so he had no idea about this. The proofing process was a simplified version of the Princeton website, and he barely understood it.
Wu Yan knew that there was no point in hiding anything, so he tried to argue with his superiors, "I published nothing, it just inspired me ..."
“You think it's just because you didn't publish anything, is this okay? Anyway, I suggest you fly back to Auckland and sort out your school status. ”
Beep beep ...
His face turned pale. Cold sweat ran down his back.
He threw his phone to the bed. Wu Yan felt desperate.
Professor Harris asked him to sort out his student status.
Whatdoes thatmean?
Was I expelled ...
The door was pushed open, and the agent came in.
When Yang Feng walked in the door and saw Wu Yan's face, he asked, "What happened to you?"
Wu Yan bitterly said, "My boss .. might drive me away."
Yang Feng paused for a moment before saying, “Who cares about your boss? Are you planning to return to Auckland? You could just sign an advertising contract here and make some money. Who cares about your academics? "
Wu Yan thought about it. The agent makes sense.
Who cares about the University of Auckland?
He took a deep and calm breath before asking, "What should we do now?"
He would not apologize, but he had nowhere else to retreat.
He is still considered a genius. If he apologized, it would be a heavy blow to his status.
On the other hand, who would care about his academic degree? Her acting career has just begun!
"The show has been fixed, and the only person who can save it is you," Yang Feng said with a stern look. He continued, “Crute your thesis as soon as possible, then submit it in a domestic journal. Then you can argue that you are the one who comes up with the proof ... Remember to change the proof process so that it doesn't look like you're copying it. You are the strongest genius student! ”
Wu Yan was surprised by this idea. He didn't expect his agent to be crazier than him.
“How do I modify it? The entire premise of this thesis uses topological sieve theory. It is inevitable ... "
Yang Feng said, “Are you stupid! I don't know about math, don't ask me! I'm asking you to change the steps. You can copy the idea but not exactly. Just replace a few letters or something, and we can claim it was a coincidence. After all, who cares about the academic circle! You are in the entertainment circle! "
Wu Yan was not happy to be called a fool. After all, it is much more difficult to change the process of proving a mathematical thesis.
To be honest, he did not know how to modify it.
However, he still had a devious plan.
He read a thesis published by Professor Zellberg in 1995. If he finds a substandard journal and submits a thesis first, how does one prove that he is plagiarizing?
He could claim that it was the coincidence of two geniuses ...
It does not matter if the academic community is convinced. At least he could give a reasonable explanation to his fans. Even if the show was canceled, as long as his fans were there, he could still make money.
However, things don't always go as expected.
He was unaware of the flaws in his plan.
Wu Yan was discussing with his agent when the phone rang.
Yang Feng looked at his phone and stood up. He then walked outside to receive a call.
"Hey, Director Zhang. How about negotiating with the TV station? They can't just give up on this investment ... "
"Look at the news for yourself."
Yang Feng could barely recognize his voice as his voice became extremely depressed.
He was about to ask what the news was, but Director Zhang hung up the phone.
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