Chapter 118 One-hour report (please subscribe)

Author: Yueyeguyin

Chapter 118 One-hour report (please subscribe)

Zhou Yi's first reaction was that it was impossible.

This temperature has almost never appeared in Bashu. It must be that this artificially retarded person did not understand my model.

Zhou Yi cursed secretly, and then started to calculate it himself.

After data processing, program writing, and a series of operations,

Zhou Yi looked at the final data in disbelief.

The finally calculated temperature and time image is even accurate to the day.

The image first rises, followed by a gentle rise for many consecutive days, before falling sharply in late August.

"What rubbish results."

Zhou Yi crushed all the draft paper in his hand,

"There must be something wrong with this model. Labor and management are trying to change things today, but I still don't believe it."

Zhou Yi muttered to himself,

Yang Shuai and Zhang Yuan looked at Zhou Yi who was a little obsessed, and they didn't know why. Finally, Yang Shuai asked:

"Lao Zhou?"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said:

"It's okay, there's something wrong with my thesis model, and I haven't been able to correct it correctly."

Hearing this, Yang Shuai and Zhang Yuan did not speak, and Luo Yun also turned his head back.

Zhou Yi decided to build the model twice, one using the combination of artificial intelligence and big data, and the other using the traditional weather prediction mathematical model.

A two-pronged approach, you can still be wrong if you don’t believe it.

Zhou Yi asked Mudan to secretly obtain previous satellite radar data on the Internet, and through continuous iterative upgrades and improvements to the network structure and algorithm model, he improved the accuracy of radar echo prediction and ensured the accuracy of the results.

I was busy until after one o'clock in the evening,

The final results were basically unchanged.

Zhou Yi murmured:

"It's not scientific. It's not scientific at all. It's mid-May now and there are still too many variables in the future. We'll extract the data and calculate it again in July, but the current results will be inaccurate."

Zhou Yi still didn't believe the results he calculated by his own hands.

It obviously complies with all mathematical logic and uses a new algorithm, but no one believes this result.

Zhou Yi finally compiled the entire results into a new paper. As for the rest of the papers, I will revise them tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Zhou Yi got up to read a doctoral student's thesis, which was about geodynamics.

This brother's paper is quite powerful.

It seems that I was tricked by my tutor. I found that the branch of geodynamics was all wrong, and he cursed me in the paper.

It is even said that this doctrine is the theology of the new age.

Zhou Yi was stunned for a while. Zhou Yi couldn't understand some of the theories about mantle convection and mantle plumes in this paper.

But the mathematical model inside can be understood.

Zhou Yi pinched his nose and corrected it for him, Ma De, once this kind of article is published, do you still want to graduate? You have never seen such a warrior and directly deny the entire direction of your research.

Anyway, Zhou Yi will definitely not offend everyone in a branch. How many people are pointing at graduation, but you, a stupid young man, want to strangle your own field.

Moreover, whether it is a fault or not, this paper does not provide any ironclad evidence, it can only be regarded as a conjecture without scientific basis.

After finishing the revision, Zhou Yi continued to revise the remaining eight papers.

The remaining eight papers are quite satisfactory.

Not as weird as the second one.

What Zhou Yi didn't expect was that the author of the junior college student's paper turned out to be the same person who won the Higher Education Society Cup with him last year.

Zhou Yi won the Higher Education Society Cup for the undergraduate group, and she won the Higher Education Society Cup for the junior college group.

The most important thing is that the value of this paper itself can spread to the core of Chinese.

Zhou Yi had to sigh, are they all so curled up now?

Chinese core, some graduate students’ graduation requirements are no more than that.

Those who can win the Higher Education Society Cup should not be underestimated.

After all modifications were completed, Zhou Yi immediately announced the news on his four platforms and mailed the paper back to the original owner.

Zhou Yi serves as the second author on each paper.

The first authors of the ten papers all said that if the article is successfully published, they will promote Zhouyi on their bibs.

After seeing what these authors said, Zhou Yi believed that users of the Scientific Research Assistant APP would definitely experience a surge.

There are 8 million fans on four platforms, where is the fan base?

Finally, Zhou Yi wrote on four platforms,

[When the number of member users reaches 100,000, the lottery mode will be opened again. It will still provide guidance on writing papers, ranging from junior college to doctoral students. It is limited to science and engineering, finance and economics, excluding literature.

The number of people drawn directly changed from ten people to twenty people.】

Activating a membership now only costs ten yuan a month, which is a reasonable price compared to certain videos, certain websites, and certain degrees.

After dealing with the APP matter, Zhou Yi thought over and over again and decided to visit Academician Yang of Chongqing Normal University in person.

That meteorological science paper seemed to have become a disease in Zhou Yi's heart.

If the situation were true, Zhou Yi could not imagine how difficult it would be for the villagers in his village who relied on farming for a living.

All year round, I farm, raise pigs, ducks, and chickens, come home late at night, save money, save 10,000 yuan in a year, and God will give me food to eat.

This is not only responsible for one's own theory, but also for the villagers in one's own village. They are all waiting for God to reward them with food.

Zhou Yi took a taxi and went to Chongqing Normal University in person. Academician Yang originally asked Zhou Yi to go to him for graduate school, so Zhou Yi saved a phone number.

Zhou Yi was on the phone and asking classmates on the roadside. After bumping and bumping, he finally arrived at Academician Yang's office.

Academician Yang was plainly dressed and a little thin. After seeing Zhou Yi, he asked:

"Are you Zhou Yi?"

Zhou Yi nodded and said:

"I'm Zhou Yi, hello Mr. Yang."

Mr. Yang said:

"It's rare that you come to me. I read the paper you mentioned as soon as you sent it to me. I also understand what you mean.

But now is not the time to say it. The theory is a bit ahead of its time, and it was predicted two or three months later. If your paper hadn't been flawless, I would have found it hard to believe it.

But I will find a way."

In Yuzhou, Mr. Yang still has influence. The establishment of the National Applied Mathematics Center at Chongqing Normal University explains everything.

When Zhou Yi heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. At least someone paid attention to it, and that was enough.

Zhou Yi said:

"Okay, the student took the liberty of disturbing me, so I'll leave first."

Just when Zhou Yi was about to leave, Mr. Yang said:

"Your proof of Kepler's conjecture is a good idea. The combination of new and old mathematics is indeed a good idea.

Although I haven’t finished reading it yet, I have a hunch that it is most likely correct, and some of the theories and linear optimization involved may lead to some technical updates.”

Zhou Yi said:

"When it is actually published, with Mr. Yang and you, I believe that the speed of application will not lag behind others."

"It's a pity that you are still young and theory is your current job. Otherwise, I really want to bring you to work on applications."

Mr. Yang sighed,

"What are you going to study next? Follow the school of thought founded by Mr. Qiu or study on your own?"

Zhou Yi thought for a while and said:

"Study the ABC conjecture."

"The future life is to be feared!"

Mr. Yang looked at Zhou Yi with a sigh on his face.

After bidding farewell to Academician Yang and leaving Chongqing Normal University, Zhou Yi immediately returned to Chongqing University.
To be continued...