Blake was different compared to how most people wrote theses. All of his problems could be solved by asking the system, therefore the importance of proposing appropriate ideas far exceeds the realization of the idea itself.Thus, the key to the problem itself lied in choosing the topic.Blake’s criteria for choosing a topic was very simple.Since he was going to be a mudslide in the academic world, then he would have to find the easiest topic to do! The easiest journal to submit to!What was worth mentioning was, as the second largest science major in the engineering department, finding an easy journal to submit to was relatively easy.Just like mathematics, where a “new solution to a proof theorem” could be published into a thesis, in the field of computer science, even a new algorithm could be published into a paper.13 years ago, in an interview with the guy who founded Foth Academy, he said, “90% of academic papers are useless”, and “How many PhD papers have really been used?”. Hu

After downloading the material, Professor Aaron dismissed them. He expressed that if they were not busy revising, they should look over the material tonight.Tomorrow they were going to meet in the school’s computer room and to start their first training session.After Professor Aaron dismissed them, Blake carried his laptop and walked to the library. He continued to write his theses.He did not even look at the material on his USB.After all, for him, the system mission was a higher priority than school work.Other than writing theses, Blake would occasionally help Ava with a few math questions.Honestly speaking, the girl’s foundation in mathematics was absolutely horrible. He had no idea how she apparently scored 85 in her first-year mathematical analysis exam.“You guys don’t study mathematics in business school?” asked Blake. He was completely defeated by a question regarding finding the limits of a function. He rolled his eyes and wrote the answer on the draft paper. Without any

“... Mom, I’m not coming back for the summer this year.”“Yeah... the thing is, the professor recommended me to join the National Mathematical Modeling Competition. The school organized training during the summer... No need, there’s no application fee. The school already paid for it! It’ll be New Year before I come home. Stay healthy. I’m very healthy right now, don’t you worry!”“... You don’t have to give me money. I still have some money from last semester’s scholarship, plus I work some odd jobs when I’m not busy. You guys should save your money for Rosa. You’ll have to spend quite a lot when she goes to university.”“... Ok, that’s it.”Blake took a deep breath. He leaned against the railing at the balcony in his dorm and hung up the call.Every Sunday night he would call home.Speaking of which, time was flying by so fast.Blake lamented as he looked at the stars outside his window.He was nearly done with his first year at university. His sister was about to enter 11th grade, on

It was in the afternoon when they gathered at classroom 403 of Building A. The final class meeting for the undergraduate mathematics class was held as scheduled.A group of boys squeezed into the classroom. The thin and tall instructor who was wearing a pair of glasses walked over.This instructor’s name was Thomas Wane and he was studying a PhD in mathematics. He was usually busy with his own research project and therefore, he was rarely seen.Although he was busy, he still cared about the class activities. He would arrange a meeting almost every month and talk about safety, discipline, and study techniques. He would even brag to the undergraduate students about the time when he was still studying the bachelor’s degree.Instructor Thomas slowly walked to the podium and put his hands behind his back. He scanned the students below, cleared his throat, and said, “After this meeting today, your first year at the university will come to a successful conclusion. Let me emphasize again on sa

It was early in the morning when Blake crawled out of the bed. He washed himself up in the bathroom and left to eat breakfast.While he was walking, he saw Diane and a tall guy walking together.The two were laughing together and it looked like they were very close. Almost like they were an inch away from holding hands.The guy carried a luggage case. It looked like he was sending her to the train station.Blake did not want to feel awkward so he did not say hello. He just sighed and mourned for Abel for a second.As expected, his intuition was correct.Blake walked slowly to the front gate and looked at the time on his phone. It was exactly nine o’clock.A beautiful figure stood near the front of a sycamore tree. She waved at him as if she was trying to tell him “this way”.Blake noticed Ava and walked towards her.Ava’s appearance today was completely different than what she looked like in the library. It was like she was another person.The thick round glasses became contact lenses