fictionpage Chapter 469 Car Crash
Chapter 469 Car Crash
Three days later, Ruoqiang base.
The laboratory is busy, and in the animal operating room, many little lives are sacrificed. People in white coats are running around, delivering data sheets from upstairs to the first floor.
On the first floor, many scientific researchers were sitting in front of computers processing data. Song He was walking back and forth with his hands behind his back, looking at each computer screen with cold eyes, and making criticisms from time to time:
"See clearly! V is a symplectic space, and L is the set of all Lagrangian manifolds on V. So what is L? A Lagrangian-Grassmann manifold! Isn't this basic common sense? You don't know much about mathematics? What did you learn?”
"The foundation is too poor! Now order the second volume of "Mathematical Analysis" by Zhuo Liqi and the "Lecture Notes on Mathematical Analysis Exercises" by Xie Huimin. Show it to me when you're done!"
"Do it again, don't sleepwalk!"
"How can you make such a stupid mistake? You have studied mathematics, but you don't pay attention in class, right? Buy a copy of Qiu Weisheng's "Theory of Group Representation" and finish it for me within two weeks! Listen to the questions you don't know on the Internet His online class!”
"My level is a bit low. Buy Nankai's "Lee Algebra" to review it. I'll check it later!"
Song He felt like an old doctor, constantly prescribing medicines to the terminally ill team members, pouring strong medicines from mathematics books one after another, and recommending a few classic papers as introductions to the medicines, hoping that his subordinates would get better.
The only thing that gave him peace of mind was Ji Tianhe's team. Their quality was indeed excellent, their experimental techniques were as proficient as Hua Tuo's, and they would at least not make stupid mistakes when doing data. They had veteran demeanor and were trustworthy!
In other teams, only a few leading elites are at a decent level. Most of the team members are really a la carte and will need some time to grow up.
Fortunately, the subordinates all knew what they were doing. They knew that their skills were a little too good and they were not qualified to follow a boss like Song He. Therefore, they placed an order for the math book Song He mentioned without saying a word and prepared to study hard. Fan, keep up with the team.
"Buzz!" The phone in Song He's pocket suddenly vibrated.
I took it out and saw that it was news from Teacher Xiang!
Xiang Xiaotong: "There is bad news. Your paper collided with that of Jin Shunlu's team. The collision was very strong."
Song He's face suddenly became confused, and a chill ran down his spine.
The thing you were most worried about happened!
Xiang Xiaotong: "It is said that the submissions of your two teams are only a dozen hours apart. The research direction is the same, the research conclusions are the same, and they are all submitted to "Cell". The only difference is that the mathematical models of your two teams are completely different. .”
Xiang Xiaotong: "The editors of "Cell" are very confused now and can't decide which of your two papers is correct, so they are contacting brain science experts to help review the manuscript. Someone in my team has been contacted and is planning to fly over to have a look. I’ll give you a nice word.”
"Thank you, teacher!" Song He replied, "What will happen to this situation in the end?"
Xiang Xiaotong: "I'm not sure. If the editors decide that one of your mathematical models is wrong, they will reject it directly. But if the editors can't tell, it's very likely that the two papers will be published back to back."
Xiang Xiaotong: "Do you have confidence in yourself?"
"Yes... but I'm not particularly confident." Song He replied.
He has 100% confidence in the results of his calculations, but Nahe bases his calculations on the raw data produced by the team.
There are indeed some team members who are incompetent. If the initial data is wrong and he fails to see it, the final result may be wrong!
Song He sighed repeatedly. To be on the safe side, he should actually wait for a while and verify that the data is correct after multiple experiments before submitting the paper safely.
The reason why he rushed to submit the paper was to publish the paper before Jin Shunlu's team, but he didn't expect it to happen! It’s like we’re on the wrong road!
Xiang Xiaotong: "Be mentally prepared. The next thing you want to do is to see the bayonet. The papers written by Jin Shunlu's team are very good, and there are almost no mistakes. If your manuscript is wrong, it will definitely become a small stain on your academic career."
Xiang Xiaotong: "But don't put too much pressure on it. Errors in details are not a big deal. Many scholars have encountered it."
"Understood, thank you teacher!" Song He replied.
Putting away his phone, he sighed, looked at the busy team members, and raised his voice, "Everyone has a meeting!"
Three minutes later, dozens of team members gathered and sat neatly on the small bench looking at the boss.
Song He stood in front of the whiteboard and solemnly announced the news of the paper crash.
Unexpectedly, everyone's reaction was not unified, but divided into two groups!
The optimists beamed with joy and opened champagne on their faces:
"The big conclusion of the opposite paper is the same as ours, so at least the big conclusion is stable!"
"Compared to Newton and Leibniz coming up with calculus at the same time, this wave is definitely famous!"
"Don't worry! The conclusion is right, and it's not in vain that I have been busy for so long!"
The pessimists became anxious and whispered with unconfidence:
"The mathematical model is different? Our data seems unstable. Even the original data is wrong."
"Yes, I still rely on the boss to correct the errors on his own, but what if there is erroneous data that slips through the net?"
"I feel bad. I reviewed the article written by Jin Shunlu's team. They made almost no mistakes, only some minor flaws!"
"I feel bad, too. The opposite team is full of members from Ivy League schools. No joke! I was a fucking second grader in my undergraduate studies! How can I compete directly with students from Ivy League schools?"
"It's bad, this time it turns over and you've got big eyes!"
Song He listened for a long time. The morale of his troops was worrying. Almost no one had confidence. They all felt that since there was a disagreement about the car crash, the other party's conclusion must be correct!
He cleared his throat, and the messy discussion quickly disappeared.
"The situation is indeed serious!" Song He said, "I tell the truth, I am confident in my calculations, but I am not confident in the data you provided!"
"For the following task, we will redo the experiment to verify the correctness of the paper. I hope everyone will work hard this time and avoid making any more messy low-level mistakes!"
Song He picked up a pen and wrote on the whiteboard, quickly deploying tasks and people in charge. After this period of time, he had some understanding of the actual level of his subordinates, and could be directly assigned to appropriate positions.
"Start work!" He tapped on the whiteboard.
Everyone quickly dispersed and took their places. The entire experimental building was like a huge machine, and the people in white coats were the parts, operating in an orderly manner.
Song He patrolled the entire experimental building like a self-inspection program, keeping a close eye on the combat situation and not daring to slack off at all!
A few hours later, he finished his inspection and lay down in front of the computer to look at the newly released batch of data, which was basically the same as the first batch of data from the previous few days.
Suddenly there was a pop up in the lower right corner, new email!
Song He's breath froze when he saw the sender. It was the editorial department of "Cell"!
Are the audit results out?
He quickly clicked on the email and translated it in full screen.
The content is unexpected!