Super God-Level Top Student

"Wait for me, I'll be right there."

After finishing his words, Lu Changzheng grabbed his phone and rushed out of the office.

...

In the second-floor conference room, Qian Yuhai casually hung up the phone.

Every single one in the conference room today ought to thank him.

If it weren't for him taking the lead in discovering this amusement, they would have missed a truly magnificent battle of wits.

Top university titans dueling over social media!

This was a full-on face-off!

Such an event might occur once in a hundred years if at all.

Of course, it wasn't to say such things had never happened before.

It was just that in the era of the academic giant Lin Li, there was no internet.

Everyone's verbal battles had to go through emails, which took half a day just in transit, not to mention others wouldn't even be aware of it unless the two protagonists chose to go public with it.

Now it was different.

Information traveled at the speed of light and there was a live audience throughout the process—with every remark recorded by countless devices, impossible to delete even if someone wished to.

That kind of duel could be described in just two words—thrilling!

Additionally, the catalyst for the duel involved a prodigious child they all knew, a paper produced by Huaxia, which maximized the sense of involvement.

If there had to be a slight regret, it was that Qiao Ze hadn't come to Yanbei Mathematics Institute. If this kid were also here, the livestream effect would have doubled.

Honestly, if it weren't for the professors with whom he had a decent relationship, he wouldn't have noticed them at all.

They could just wait and watch the playback later!

...

"Heh... You're all really here, huh? Zhang, don't you always say you're so busy with this and that? How do you even find the time to join in the fun here?" When Lu Changzheng walked in and saw that everyone was indeed present, he said disdainfully.

"Nonsense, no matter how busy, I have to make time for this! How often do you see something like this in a lifetime?"

"Exactly, stop yakking. Is this how the cable is connected?"

"Here, let me check, right, yes! Hey... we're in business!"

Lu Changzheng glanced at the conference room's screen, and the content from Qian Yuhai's laptop had already been cast onto the big screen.

"Qian, hurry up and bring up what we just saw."

"Yeah, stop showing off there."

"Haha, don't rush, here it comes, here it comes."

Two minutes later, Lu Changzheng finally saw the Facebook post that ignited the face-off.

"I had intended to stay silent while reviewing two papers, but when I ponder over the stagnation of foundational mathematical theories in an age of material prosperity, I find it unbearable. Hence, I would like to ask directly Professor Konietz from University of Cologne, how would you classify the act of lifting the proof of a critical lemma directly from someone else's paper into your own?"

Beneath that sentence was an illustration.

In the cartoon, a young man was buried in writing something, while a middle-aged man with blond hair stood behind him, copying down the young man's work with a sideways glance.

After seeing this message, Lu Changzheng was nothing short of amazed.

Indeed, when it comes to stirring up trouble, these foreign professors were the ones to watch.

This was sheer transparency, an attack that cut straight to the core.

Unavoidable!

After all, if left unaddressed, it would effectively confirm accusations of plagiarism.

Unquestionably, this was intolerable for a scholar who had just received the Gauss Prize the year before.

Once everyone finished reading, Qian Yuhai, with a smile, switched to Ackerman Konietz's Facebook page.

"To be honest, when a friend told me that Sukeman suddenly challenged me on Facebook, my only impression of this professor from the Berkeley Branch was that he is American. Yes, that's right, an American, so such a baseless accusation sounds quite fitting! I must say, it's very American."

"Pfft..."

"Hahaha..."

Everyone in the conference room burst into laughter when they read the German's response.

Even Qian Yuhai, who had already watched the entire process, couldn't help but laugh out loud again.

Although the German played the villain in this episode, his response inexplicably hit everyone's funny bone.

One had to admit, these top foreign professors knew how to argue—a single sentence could max out their BUFF.

After the laughs, Qian Yuhai switched to another image, this time it was the comments section under Ackerman Konietz's response message.

"Ackerman, while I agree with your statement, I must remind you that you should remember Sumant is the Turing Award recipient of 2021."

"But it's 'only' the Turing Award."

"Your use of 'only' embarrasses me."

"So is this a fight between the Turing and Gauss Awards? Does victory represent honor?"

"Perhaps it's a fight between computer science and mathematics. Clearly, this time I'm siding with mathematics. As everyone knows, without the language of numbers, there wouldn't be such a thing as computers. Importantly, I believe in Ackerman."

"Just watch the excitement without taking sides! Be careful or you'll get slapped in the face!"

Really...

The people behind these comments were all bigwigs from major universities.

However, Qian Yuhai didn't give these individuals much spotlight, switching the view back to Sumant Jair's Facebook page.

"It seems that Professor Konietz and Berliners have inconsistent views on America, but the interesting thing is, you still chose to publish that paper 'A Mathematical Architecture for Self supervised 3D Point Cloud Prediction' in an American journal. Now that I've given you sufficient hints, if your memory hasn't declined too much, I suppose you'd recall something."

The second strike was direct and to the point, indeed spectacular.