An Invitation

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Shen Qi ran dozens of kilometers every other day. With such high-intensity physical exercise, his sports experience points increased significantly.

If you persist for six months, your sports level will automatically rise to the professional level of level 5.

One day in early March, it was Shen Qi's running day.

After running 15 kilometers, Shen Qi found a stone bench to sit down and rest, replenishing his fluids with salt tablets and energy gels.

After running another 15 kilometers, I can go back to my dorm and write my thesis.

Having a burst of inspiration every other day is better than being a zombie every single day.

The completion rate of "A Class of Bounded Analytic Strong Singular Integral Operator Along Homogeneous Curves" is 50%. If this continues, by the end of the month, Shen Qi believes he can finish the first draft. After some revisions, he expects to submit it in mid-April.

From taking over Professor Lu's project at the end of last year to completing the paper, Shen Qi estimates the process will take more than four months.

After initial review by editors, peer review, and final review by the editorial board, the total publication cycle for this paper is expected to exceed six months.

If all goes well.

This is perfectly normal, nothing out of the ordinary.

Previously, Shen Qi wrote and published four Chinese papers and one English SCI paper in two or three months, which is considered an unusual biological record.

As the quality of papers continues to improve and the difficulty increases significantly, and as research topics become more international and cutting-edge, the continuous writing cycle for papers will inevitably become longer and longer.

Shen Qi is going through this process, and he faces it calmly.

I used to boast that I would write dozens of papers a year and hundreds of papers before I turned 27. Looking back now, I realize how ignorant I was when I was young.

Publishing five high-quality SCI papers a year is already incredibly impressive, isn't it?

Only a combination of a brainy monster and a tentacle monster could complete such a difficult task.

Euler?

Don't mention Euler to me. There was no SCI or four major mathematics journals in the 18th century.

Kolmogorov?

Don't Soviet Union to me.

Once the Soviet Union become exceptionally powerful, even aliens wouldn't dare to attack them easily.

System?

Don't mention the system to me.

This system only publishes achievement information and experience point increases; it's utterly impersonal and has a very weak presence. It doesn't even know how to perform a basic operation like erasure.

In the near future, perhaps I will be kicked out of the System Holders Alliance?

So relying on anyone else is useless; I can only rely on Laozi.

The only person with any support abilities is not here.

So I guess I still have to rely on Laozi.

After finishing his water, Shen Qi put his mask back on and prepared to run another 15 kilometers in search of mathematical inspiration.

At this moment, a lean young man ran up to Shen Qi, sat down, and gasped for breath.

"Water, give me some water," the man said to Shen Qi.

"Here you go." Shen Qi handed his Gatorade to the man; there was still a quarter bottle left.

The man took the Gatorade and gulped it down in one go. Still thirsty, he introduced himself, "I'm from the Faculty of Social Sciences, Department of Sociology."

"Oh, buddy, hello." Shen Qi nodded.

"And you?" the gangster asked.

Shen Qi was wearing a hat, goggles, and a mask, so the gangster couldn't see his face.

Shen Qi: "Guess?"

"I can't guess." The gangster shook his head and said, "Brother, you're really fit. Your running habits are quite unique. How do you control your breathing rhythm while running with a mask on?"

"Hey, you're following me? Looks like this 'socialite' is a runner too." Shen Qi said, "My lung capacity is extraordinary. I wear a mask mainly to protect myself from smog. Air pollution is severe; we have to learn to protect ourselves."

The man from the street extended his right hand. "Welcome to the Track and Field team. May I know your name now?"

Shen Qi shook hands with the man, took off his hat, goggles, and mask, and introduced himself, "Shen Qi from the School of Mathematical Sciences."

"Holy crap, it's you!" The guy was surprised at first, then regained his composure. "Didn't you win the 5000-meter championship at last year's long-distance running festival?"

"It is indeed me, I've made a fool of myself." Shen Qi nodded, stood up, and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm leaving now, bye-bye."

"Shen Qi, remember to come to the school Track and Field team for training at 5 pm the day after tomorrow," said the guy from the underworld.

"Why?" Shen Qi asked, puzzled.

"You just agreed to join the school Track and Field team." The guy was astonished. Are you kidding me?

"You joined just by shaking hands? Your Track and Field team is bullying and forcing you to buy. Shaking hands is a basic courtesy. You've already extended your hand, I didn't want to embarrass you if I didn't shake it back," Shen Qi explained calmly.

"Don't be like that, bro. The Track and Field team is a lot of fun. Come join us!" The gangster was eager to recruit.

"How fun is it? Are there any girls?" Shen Qi asked.

"Yes!" the gangster patted his chest confidently.

"The really cute kind?"

"So cute!"

"5 PM the day after tomorrow?"

"5 o'clock sharp!"

"By the way, what's your name, Brother Socialite?" Shen Qi asked again.

"Li Taimeng," the gangster announced his name.

"What year are you in?" Shen Qi carefully sized up this senior from the sociology department.

"Junior." Li Taimeng was short and thin, just over 1.7 meters tall.

"Is Li Zhenqiang from the School of Mathematical Sciences your younger brother?" Shen Qi asked.

Li Taimeng his head. "I don't know Li Zhenqiang. My younger brother is called Li Taichong."

"Wow, your Li family is really strong, so strong, fierce, and aggressive." Shen Qi laughed. "So, Brother Tai Meng, are you on the school Track and Field team?"

"Yes, specializing in long-distance running, a national second-level athlete." Li Taimeng with pride.

"Does our school team have any competitions coming up?" This was Shen Qi's biggest concern. He casually mentioned "cute girls," but where are the cute girls in track and field? They're all strong, tough women, okay?

"Yes, we're short-staffed, so I came to you. I've been keeping an eye on you for a while now; you appear in my sights every other day." Li Taimeng spoke frankly; they were both top students from Yanda University, and smart people don't mince words.

"OK, I'll be at the school Track and Field team at 5 pm the day after tomorrow. Nice to meet you, Tai Meng Ge. Want to run another 15 kilometers together?" Shen Qi extended an invitation.

"I'm not feeling well today, you'll have to run it yourself." Li Taimeng waved his hand, already showing signs of fatigue.

"See you the day after tomorrow." Shen Qi left alone and started running.

I've recently run into difficulties with accumulating points through math, so I'm thinking of trying a different approach: running.

So Shen Qi asked Li Taimeng if the school team had any competitions recently, because if there were competitions, there would be opportunities to rack up points.

Everything should be done to its fullest potential. Whether you run by yourself or join the Track and Field team, you're still running. Why not boost your academic achievements while gathering inspiration?

Every little bit counts; little by little, it adds up.

Even the amateur 5000-meter champion at Yenching University receives a 5000-point academic achievement reward. Publishing a paper in a general journal only yields a basic 5000-point reward.

The next day was Shen Qi's day off, and he didn't go for a run.

The thesis is stagnant, with no progress.

The next day, Shen Qi arrived at the school's Track and Field team's training ground at 5 p. m. Wow, it was really lively.