Awakening Elementary School System in University

Liang Tianshi had never worried about Chen Lin’s mathematical abilities.

His previous concern was that Chen Lin’s business ventures would consume too much of his energy, leaving too little for mathematical research.

Fortunately, the JAMS paper Chen Lin later published had served to put his mind at ease.

And now, Chen Lin was about to be specially appointed as a professor. This meant the young man wouldn’t be leaving academia entirely and would remain on the front lines of mathematical research.

This brought Academician Liang a sense of heartfelt relief.

Vice Minister Xie didn’t notice the complex thoughts flashing through Academician Liang’s mind. He continued, "Then, Chen Lin assisted the joint research team from Yannan and the Science and Technology University, achieving a major breakthrough in solid-state battery research."

At this point, Vice Minister Xie’s tone suddenly grew more solemn, and he lowered his voice.

"The importance of this matter, in fact, exceeds what most people realize."

He gave Liang Tianshi a subtle, almost imperceptible glance and continued in a hushed tone, "After the higher-ups heard about this, they made specific inquiries. They offered praise, saying our educational work has been highly effective and that the value of combining theory with practice has been fully demonstrated. Minister Cheng even met with the presidents of Yannan and the Science and Technology University to get a detailed understanding of the situation."

Sitting to the side, Feng Yunhai’s face flashed with a look of sudden realization upon hearing this.

He couldn’t help but interject, "No wonder! I was just thinking, not long after the joint research team announced their progress, several state media outlets ran extensive, in-depth reports and even produced a few special segments. I was puzzled at the time, but it turns out there was more to it."

Vice Minister Xie smiled and nodded. "Exactly. That’s why when I saw Director Feng’s message today saying Chen Lin was going to perform a live calculation of a new algorithm, I rushed right over."

He raised his head, his gaze returning to the young figure on the stage still writing furiously, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"If he really pulls this off, it’ll become a celebrated story from this year’s mathematics conference."

Of course, what Vice Minister Xie left unsaid was—

if Chen Lin truly succeeded, this event would become a major political achievement for him since taking office.

After all, he was the nominal head of the conference.

Listening to the conversation between the two prominent figures beside him, Vice Minister Xie already had a clear assessment of the situation.

He turned his head, his gaze once again falling on Feng Yunhai in the front row, and asked in a gentle tone, "Director Feng, could you tell me the details? What’s this live calculation all about?"

Feng Yunhai immediately gave Vice Minister Xie a concise summary of the whole affair, from Professor Deligne’s proposal to Professor Figali’s magnanimous gesture.

After listening, Vice Minister Xie mulled it over for a moment before asking the question that concerned him most. "So, to be clear, student Chen Lin’s original presentation already showcased a complete and outstanding piece of research, correct? This live calculation, if successful, is just the icing on the cake?"

"Exactly! Your summary is spot on!" Feng Yunhai nodded vigorously, his face filled with unconcealed admiration. "Student Chen Lin’s original presentation was already enough to draw significant international attention to our conference! This right now is purely an unexpected bonus!"

Hearing this affirmative answer, the last trace of concern in Vice Minister Xie’s heart vanished.

The look of admiration in his eyes as he gazed at the young figure on stage grew even stronger.

Having navigated the system for many years, he was most fond of these kinds of "guaranteed-win" situations.

A good outcome would be a win for everyone and a political achievement for him. But if something went wrong and the result was less than ideal, it would be no great loss, since the foundational achievement was already secure.

’A sure bet!’

Ever since learning about this sudden development on his way to the venue, he had already quietly drafted two mental speeches, one for Chen Lin’s success and one for his failure.

Each was only a few sentences long, but they would be sufficient as a supplement to the closing ceremony speech his secretary had originally prepared.

On stage, the fully engrossed Chen Lin was naturally unaware of the series of conversations happening below.

In his world, there was only his rapidly working brain and the whiteboard before him, which was steadily being filled.

The crystal-clear proof and calculation process, bestowed by the [Little Mathematician] title, was surging forth from the depths of his consciousness, transforming into lines of mathematical symbols on the whiteboard through the pen in his hand.

Line after line.

He wrote and wrote, tireless.

Another twenty minutes passed.

Chen Lin was already on his fifth whiteboard.

In the auditorium, the vast majority of the audience had long given up trying to follow his train of thought. They could only stare, either in shock or bewilderment, at the dazzling array of symbols on the big screen.

However, just then, Professor Schulz’s azure eyes, which had been fixed on the live feed on the big screen, suddenly lit up!

He leaned forward slightly in his excitement, his expression one of utter elation. He subconsciously began to mutter to himself, his voice low but clear enough for those around him to hear:

"He’s solved it! He’s solved how to efficiently find a numerical solution for the High-dimensional Monge-Ampere Equation to calculate the boundaries of data manifolds in large-scale generative models!"

"And this! The geometric structure of singular sets, like curvature, and how it quantitatively affects the probability of hallucination generation—he’s solved that problem too!"

"My God... he even designed a ’calibrator’ based on manifold boundary detection that can verify and correct generated content!"

Schultz’s words came faster and faster, his expression shifting from excitement to a reverence bordering on fanaticism.

"He’s about to integrate all the sub-problems! It’s coming! The final algorithm is coming!"

As if to confirm his words.

On stage, Chen Lin stopped writing on the fifth whiteboard when there was still a small portion of it blank.

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and walked toward the brand new, pristine sixth whiteboard behind him.

Under the breathless, focused gaze of the entire audience, he first quickly summarized the most important conclusions from the previous whiteboards at the top of the sixth one.

Then, he took a deep breath and put pen to board.

He began the final, most crucial lines—the ones that would change an era.

[Therefore, we ultimately obtain the algorithm as follows: .......]

Down in the audience, the corners of Academician Liang Tianshi’s mouth, which had been tense with extreme concentration as he squinted at the screen through his reading glasses, suddenly curled into an almost imperceptible smile.

The sharp-eyed Vice Minister Xie, seated beside him, immediately caught this change in expression. He leaned over and asked in a low voice tinged with nervousness and anticipation, "Elder Liang, is this... is he done?"

Academician Liang Tianshi didn’t speak. He simply gave a slow, yet incredibly deliberate, gentle nod.

At almost the same instant, the scattered, sporadic whispers that still lingered in the auditorium completely vanished.

On the stage, Chen Lin wrote the final symbol, slowly set down his marker, and handed it to a volunteer who had been waiting by his side for some time.

Several staff members quickly and efficiently came forward, arranging the six fully covered whiteboards in a single line at the center of the stage, in order from 1 to 6.

The giant screens on either side of the hall also changed, with each screen clearly displaying the contents of three whiteboards.

Only after all this was done did Chen Lin finally turn to face the sea of people packed into the audience below.

His gaze swept across the entire hall.

He saw Academician Liang Tianshi in the front row, his face full of relief and pride, nodding emphatically at him.

He saw Shen Yan, sitting toward the back of the hall, her crystal-clear eyes filled with an unconcealable smile and pride.

He saw Schultz, his face flushed with excitement, looking like he wanted to rush onto the stage and embrace him that very moment.

He also saw Professor Figali, who was turned to the side, enthusiastically whispering an explanation of something to the young student next to him.

An indescribable, complex mix of emotions instantly flooded Chen Lin’s heart.

It was the satisfaction of a monumental achievement, the effortlessness of a success that felt preordained thanks to the system’s support, and a yearning for the vaster sea of stars that was the future... a whirlwind of feelings.

He took a deep breath, walked back to the microphone, and turned it on.

His clear and steady voice rang out distinctly in the completely silent auditorium.

"As you can all see, through the preceding calculations, we have arrived at a completely new algorithm. This algorithm can be directly applied to all current mainstream large generative models, and it is capable of reducing their hallucination rate to an unprecedented level."

He paused, then added in a more candid tone, "Of course, due to the inherent structural problems of neural networks, completely eliminating model hallucination is impossible with current technology.

Therefore, my future research may shift toward exploring, from a mathematical perspective, a brand-new artificial intelligence algorithm with a structure superior to existing large models."

With that, Chen Lin faced the sea of shocked, excited, and bewildered faces in the audience and gave a deep, solemn bow.

Then, in the continuing, deathly silence, he turned and walked off the stage.

The one who broke the utter silence was Schultz, in the front row.

He shot to his feet and, with all his strength, brought his hands together in a powerful clap.

CLAP!

The single, sharp sound was especially abrupt and loud in the silent auditorium.

It was followed by a second.

It came from Shen Yan in the back rows. She had also risen to her feet, her eyes slightly red, clapping with all her might.

CLAP, CLAP!

Then came Academician Liang Tianshi, Vice Minister Xie, Director Feng Yunhai, Professor Gongtan...

Annie, Figali, Moitra...

Everyone in the hall!

CLAP, CLAP, CLAP...

The applause, like ripples spreading from a stone tossed into a lake, radiated out from the front row, quickly reaching every corner of the hall.

CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP—!

The applause became a thunderous roar, drowning out everything!

But that wasn’t the end!

In the back, someone—it was impossible to tell who—was the first to leap up from their seat, raising their arms and cheering!

Then a second, a third...

Whether they were the teachers and students from Yanbei and Huaqing, the scholars from other universities across Huaxia, or the blond-haired, blue-eyed foreign colleagues who had traveled from afar...

In that moment, all boundaries of race, nationality, and status blurred away.

They rose as one, offering their most fervent cheers and thunderous applause, paying the highest tribute to the young man on the stage who had created a miracle!

Because in that moment, they had all witnessed a great event, a moment worthy of being recorded in the annals of scientific history!