"But if it wasn't Xiao Yi, then what could possibly surprise you... Could it be that doctoral student of yours? I remember his name was Chen Qiang, right?"
Hu Guangde continued guessing. "It should be him, shouldn't it?"
Liu Bin held back the urge to laugh and said, "Please finish reading it first. I'll tell you at the end."
Seeing his reaction, Hu Guangde became even more certain. "Then it looks like it really is your student."
"Alright, alright, I'll start reading it now. You're even keeping me in suspense."
Shaking his head with a chuckle, Hu Guangde opened the paper and began reading.
First came the abstract.
"Hmm... This abstract is fairly average. It seems he still lacks experience in academic writing. You should teach him more when you have time."
Hu Guangde quickly finished the abstract and offered a simple assessment.
Liu Bin merely smiled without saying anything.
What a joke. It was Xiao Yi's first time writing a paper. This was not a lack of experience—it was a complete absence of experience.
"Come to think of it, shouldn't this paper be written in English? If it gets published in a top-tier journal, it'll have to be translated again. What a hassle."
Hu Guangde offered another comment.
Liu Bin twitched at the corner of his mouth.
English?
And publish in SCI?
Who could have imagined that at the very beginning? He had never even told Xiao Yi to write on this topic.
Wait...
What had Academician Hu just said?
A top-tier journal?
Xiao Yi's paper had a chance of being published in a top-tier journal?
Before he could ask, Hu Guangde frowned and criticized it. "Never mind the poor abstract, but the paper's formatting isn't very standard either. It doesn't look like a doctoral student's work at all. You need to criticize him for that later. Mathematical papers value rigor, and the writing format is no exception."
However, not long after criticizing it, his brows moved again. He nodded. "Hmm... But the theoretical derivation is quite rigorous. That does look like a doctoral student's work."
"This step of the derivation is excellent. There's some real substance here."
"This step, showing that there exists a finite étale cover g: Z→X such that g^1(D)∩V(Z)≠∅, is very well done. It's clean and decisive, and the fundamentals are extremely solid. If someone with weaker fundamentals were doing this, they would probably go around in circles here and still might not reach the conclusion."
"...Oh, I understand. This student probably plans to adjust the formatting when he translates it into english later, right?"
"His mathematical foundation is this strong, so as a doctoral student, he shouldn't be making the formatting look like a beginner's work. Hmm, it seems I blamed him unfairly."
"But he still needs to practice writing in english. I know plenty of domestic students have poor english, but there's nothing to be done about that. After earning a doctorate, there are several years of postdoctoral work, perhaps another year or two as a visiting scholar. If his english is poor, then when he goes abroad, he won't even know how to speak. When everyone else is discussing academics, he'll just be standing there staring blankly. How uncomfortable would that be?"
"When Yang Zhenning taught students at Tsinghua, he taught entirely in English."
"..."
Thus, Hu Guangde continued reading while commenting as he went.
At first, he occasionally offered a few words of praise. But as he read further and reached the middle of the paper, he stopped speaking altogether. He had basically devoted all his attention to the paper.
Clearly, the content became increasingly profound in the middle portion, making it impossible for him to keep talking while thinking through the derivations.
At the same time, he took out some scratch paper and followed the derivations in the paper as he calculated.
Just like that, time passed quickly.
Liu Bin remained standing beside him, looking through other things. He could not understand the later parts of the paper anyway, so naturally he had no interest in continuing to follow along.
About an hour later, Hu Guangde put down the paper, looked up, rubbed his eyes, and said to Liu Bin, "Leave this paper with me for now. I'll probably need another two or three days to read it. I'll call you once I'm done."
"You need two or three days as well?" Liu Bin asked in surprise.
Hu Guangde glared at him. "Do you think this paper is that easy to read? Two or three days is already very short. If it were submitted to those journals, the peer reviewers might need one or two weeks. Those reviewers have to examine every single word."
"Today, I only gave it a rough read. The author's foundation is extremely solid, and his use of various theories is also excellent. The paper goes very deep. Take Part Three, for example. His use of topology there—using a topological approach for hyperbolic curves to prove that for all i≠j, Ai∩Aj=∅—shows that this author would definitely be highly capable in Algebraic Topology as well."
"In short, based on what I've seen so far, as long as there are no major errors, I estimate it would be fine to submit directly to a Top journal. The results might not make it into the Four Top Journals, but the journals just below them would be no problem at all."
"For example, AM, CM, even Duke or IHES could be worth trying. Hmm... I think the chances are quite high. IHES should welcome it. There are relatively few papers on Far Abelian Geometry, and I know their editors—they like this sort of paper."
Hearing Academician Hu's words, Liu Bin was deeply shaken. That kid Xiao Yi...
He really was going to create a miracle!
Liu Bin himself had never published a paper in IHES!
IHES referred to the French Institute for Advanced Study. As France's premier academic institution, its mathematics department was one of the world's major centers of mathematics.
And the mathematical journal published by IHES, "Publications mathématiques de l'IHES," was also a journal second only to the Four Top Journals.
For any mathematician, publishing a paper in such a journal would absolutely be something to take great pride in.
As long as it was not said in some place crowded with giants, it would probably earn waves of envy and admiration.
He had already imagined the academic world's headline.
"Shocking! A high school student submits to IHES and gets accepted!"
"Why are you making that face? What are you thinking about?"
Seeing Liu Bin's stunned expression, Hu Guangde teased him. "Are you jealous?"
"Ahem, ahem. How could I not be?" Liu Bin came back to his senses. "Didn't you want to know who wrote this paper?"
"That's right." Hu Guangde recalled it and asked, "So who is the author of this paper?"
"At first, I thought it was written by that doctoral student of yours, but now it doesn't seem so. Chen Qiang doesn't have this level of ability."
Academician Hu, who had originally thought he had guessed right, was no longer so sure. Could a doctoral student from their university really produce something like this?
Forget doctoral students. Even postdoctoral researchers might not manage it, and the professors might not either.
Just judging from the details and rigor of the paper's theoretical derivations, and even the slight hint of showing off in them, he had basically never seen anything like it in their institute.
Liu Bin let out a long breath and said, "This paper was written by Xiao Yi."
Hu Guangde: "What???"
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