Genius Girlfriend - v4 Chapter 118

The person who shouted was Li Zirui.

Li Zirui wears sports clothes, looks clean and refreshing.

As early as the first year of freshman year, Li Zirui met Jiang Yubai. But he did not know the relationship between Jiang Yubai and Lin Zhixia. Lin Zhixia is devoted to studying and has no time to participate in Jiang Yubai’s social circle.

Today, the opportunity came, Jiang Yubai officially introduced: “Lin Zhixia is my girlfriend.”

Li Zirui smiled and said, “Lin Zhixia is my mentor, and you are older than me.”

Jiang Yubai deliberately avoided the topic of “generation”. He observed their equipment and asked casually: “Are you going to rock climbing?”

“Yes,” Li Zirui pointed forward, “Should we go together?”

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhixia opened the glass door and walked to the middle of Li Zirui and Jiang Yubai.

A few minutes ago, Lin Zhixia was still jumping and jumping around in the room, calling him “Ms. Jiang” around Jiang Yubai. But now, she has become very dignified and serious, and said politely: “Hello, my name is Lin Zhixia.”

Li Zirui nodded at her.

Lin Zhixia said without hesitation: “Have you finished your homework?”

Li Zirui’s smile solidified on his face.

Lin Zhixia is also the first time to be an undergraduate tutor. She didn’t know what she could chat with her classmates in private. After much deliberation, it is still the safest to talk about studying. It can not only reflect her care for students, but also solve the students’ questions in time. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

So Lin Zhixia asked: “Have you figured out the topic of your thesis? Have you finished reading the four literature reviews? You said you like to study the HHL algorithm, how about it? Have you got any results in the past two days?”

If Lin Zhixia is interested in an algorithm, give her two days, she will be able to understand the algorithm, and a lot of related associations will be generated in her mind.

She thought that Li Zirui was the same as her.

However, Lin Zhixia’s series of questions caused Li Zirui to swallow nervously.

After the tutoring class yesterday ended, Li Zirui never touched the book again, let alone turned over a paper. He could not answer Lin Zhixia’s question. He hid behind Jiang Yubai.

Jiang Yubai wanted to laugh a little, but he resisted it.

Jiang Yubai and Li Zirui spoke a few words to soothe Li Zirui’s emotions. Li Zirui invited Jiang Yubai to go to a horse race in a manor in southern England next week, and Jiang Yubai also agreed.

Li Zirui smiled openly and waved goodbye: “Bye, Teacher Lin.”

Teacher Lin’s tone is very cheerful and full of enthusiasm for teaching career: “See you next Friday! Don’t forget to write a paper!”

Li Zirui rushed forward and disappeared into Lin Zhixia’s vision in a 50-meter sprint.

In the wide corridor paved with wooden floors, Li Zirui’s soles rubbed against the ground, and the sound of “chachachacha” drifted farther and farther.

Lin Zhixia was startled, and whispered, “He ran away.”

Jiang Yubai took her shoulders: “I will continue to teach you to play?”

Lin Zhixia promised: “Yes, Teacher Jiang.”

They re-entered the squash court hall.

A private space surrounded by walls, Jiang Yubai said in a heartfelt voice: “I heard someone call you Teacher Lin…”

“What’s wrong?” Lin Zhixia asked him.

He started to serve and played a few times before saying, “It’s nothing.”

Lin Zhixia inferred: “Someone called me Teacher Lin, did you hear that, don’t you think you are used to it?”

Jiang Yubai stopped playing.

He was holding the racket and standing on the spot, the white ball rolled down from his feet, Lin Zhixia clenched his fingers and shook it playfully.

He bent over to approach her, and she said in his ear: “In addition to playing teacher-student games with you, I also want to play doctors and nurses, the secretary to the president, the king’s knight…”

Before Lin Zhixia finished speaking, the racket fell from Jiang Yubai’s hand.

During the years when Jiang Yubai and Lin Zhixia were at the same table, “role playing” was their first choice for inter-class activities. At first it was just a derivative game of the “Exploring the Universe” series of comics, and then gradually developed into a self-contained independent entertainment project.

Jiang Yubai repeatedly tasted Lin Zhixia’s game plan. In contrast, both squash and rackets looked dull.

He suggested: “Let’s go home now.”

“Go home?” Lin Zhixia picked up the racket, “Are you not playing?”

Jiang Yubai tried to persuade her: “My home has a swimming pool, tennis court, squash court, shooting range, but there is no activity room for rock climbing. If you go home with me, we will concentrate on training and your learning progress will be faster. “

Lin Zhixia sighed: “I thought you were going to play a role-playing game with me.”

Jiang Yubai was pierced by her on the spot, but still calmly said, “You can play whatever you want.”

Lin Zhixia saw that he was so rigorous and upright, deliberately teasing: “President secretary game, I am the president, you are the secretary…”

Jiang Yubai called her very cooperatively: “President Lin.”

He was calm and self-sufficient as if he had been in the secretarial field for many years. Lin Zhixia was stared at by him for a moment, and he was inexplicably persuaded. She abandoned the game and said: “I…no more play.”

Jiang Yubai asked again: “Will you go to my house?”

“Don’t go.” Lin Zhixia said firmly.

Jiang Yubai had expected it. He responded: “I prepared strawberry pie and shrimp dumplings. Are you interested in trying it?”

Lin Zhixia hesitated again and again, and finally followed Jiang Yubai home.

At Jiang Yubai’s house, he taught Lin Zhixia to hold a bat and play the ball. They played from morning to evening, from the squash hall to the tennis court, and finally sat by the pool.

The afterglow of the setting sun penetrated the floor-to-ceiling windows and sprinkled on the clear pool water, with ripples and reflections staggered.

Lin Zhixia was sitting on the edge of the pool, bending over to move the water.

Jiang Yubai told her that he was being trained as a “swimming coach”, and after a while, he would be able to bring Lin Zhixia one-on-one swimming coaching lessons.

Lin Zhixia looked up at him.

He sat with her on the cold tiles. He took her hand and kissed the back of her hand again.

The swimming pool is no longer a swimming pool, the water surface is as wide as the sea, and the waves are as bright as the sunrise. Lin Zhixia smiled and said, “Thank you, Teacher Jiang.”

Since the beginning of spring, the weather has gradually warmed.

Excursions are very popular among students. France, Germany, Switzerland and Italy are all weekend getaways. The students depart from London Airport in the United Kingdom on Friday and arrive at their destination that evening, sleep well in the hotel, and visit the local scenery on Saturday and Sunday.

Lin Zhixia has seen travel photos from all over the world in WeChat Moments.

Even so, her enthusiasm for learning has not diminished in the slightest.

However, at 8 o’clock on Monday morning, she received an email from her tutor.

Her mentor decided to take a month off.

After many inquiries, Lin Zhixia learned from the Indian school sister that the tutor was going to Switzerland with his wife for vacation.

On vacation?

Lin Zhixia was puzzled: “But our group is very busy, why does the instructor go on vacation at this time?”

Wen Qi sighed: “Our team is busy from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.”

This is true.

Lin Zhixia and his group have a dozen doctoral students and seven post-doctoral students. Every month, some people submit papers, some people receive review comments, and some people come up with new ideas…In other words, from the perspective of the whole group, they are always busy.

There is another sentence in the instructor’s email: Balance work and life.

Lin Zhixia stayed in the mail for a while.

She had just finished writing a new paper the night before and was about to hand it to her supervisor for review, but the supervisor asked for leave.

Lin Zhixia can only temporarily put her paper aside. She opened the portfolio and took out four Essays (short academic essays)-all of which were given to her by her students.

Lin Zhixia took out a red pen and seriously judged the students’ articles.

It is better to say that she is taking notes to students rather than deciding points.

She will circle the students’ imperfections and mark the numbers 1, 2, 3, 4… Then, she will write out a detailed review document on the computer in the order of 1, 2, 3, 4. Her comments are very professional, and her English words are fluent and accurate. She compiled suitable materials for the four students, including various professional books and papers, and added them in the appendix of the comments.

It took Lin Zhixia a whole day to finish editing four articles. She typed tens of thousands of English words, and her fingers and arms were a little sore.

The salary she earned is really hard-earned money.

By this Friday, before Lin Zhixia gave class to the students, as usual, she handed out everyone’s homework.

Lin Zhixia said sincerely: “I have taught you four classes, and I can feel everyone’s seriousness and progress. Last week, a major assignment was released for the course “Quantum Computing”. You handed in your homework in a timely manner. The other five teaching assistants are responsible for changing the grades for you. This time the scores of the major assignments are included in the final scores at a rate of 10%, which is still very important. Let’s correct the major assignments first. I found three of you The last additional question was wrong.”

Three people made a mistake?

Li Zirui was startled.

He finished reading his thesis, and then looked at the feedback Lin Zhixia gave him. Even if Lin Zhixia’s words were implicit and euphemistic, he felt that his thesis was written like shit.

He glanced at Wu Pinyan secretly.

Wu Pinyan generously handed her document to Li Zirui.

Li Zirui took a closer look and saw Lin Zhixia wrote for Wu Pinyan: Your point of view is very good. As far as I know, there is no research group in the field currently studying this direction. If you have time and interest, you can come to the laboratory to build a quantum computing model with us.

Wu Pinyan smiled and said quietly: “Ms. Lin asked me to go to their laboratory. I am going to study Ph.D.”

Another student named Han Guang interjected: “I want to apply to MIT…”

Lin Zhixia cleared her throat: “Please listen to me.”

The classroom was so quiet for a moment that the needle dropped.

Lin Zhixia distributed the printed documents to four students. The first page of the document is the additional questions for this major assignment, and the last two pages are the new questions by Lin Zhixia. She wants to teach everyone how to learn from one another.

She began to talk about the topic: “The code snippet in this topic can correct at most one bit (bit) flipping error, but the output status is still problematic. What does this indicate?”

Han Guang raised his hand and replied: “It shows that we must use the complete quantum code.”

“Yes, you are very good,” Lin Zhixia added, “In the context of this question, in order to correct bitfliperrors (bit flip errors) and phasefliperrors (phase flip errors), we need to use the complete quantum code[1 ].”

Lin Zhixia drew pictures on the blackboard and changed the question types skillfully so that each student answered in turn.

Han Guang answered the fastest and could expand his thinking.

Wu Pinyan’s response was also very quick.

While Li Zirui thought for ten seconds, Han Guang clasped his fists and smiled in his seat.

Li Zirui also failed to answer Lin Zhixia’s question.

He took a step for himself: “Teacher Lin, I forgot to talk about it just now. Thank you for changing the homework for us. The comments have been written so long. Teacher Lin has worked hard.”

However, Lin Zhixia did not eat this set.

She turned the topic back to the topic itself.

She continued to guide the students to speak, with a kind and gentle attitude.

Even so, Li Zirui felt the pressure. He glanced at his watch from time to time, hoping that the tutoring class would end as soon as possible. Finally, after three o’clock in the afternoon, he was the first to walk out of the classroom, and happened to have a face-to-face meeting with Jiang Yubai.

Jiang Yubai asked him, “Have you finished class?”

Li Zirui nodded slightly: “Just off.”

Seeing that his expression was different, Jiang Yubai asked, “Have you heard this lesson smoothly?”

Li Zirui’s results are actually not bad. His average score for each exam is around 60 points, and generally a score above 70 is considered excellent. But none of his former tutors wrote him thousands of words of feedback every week, nor did he frequently call him to speak during class. He felt that he was valued by his tutor, but he also felt that he was not worthy of her attention. .

He sighed and couldn’t help saying, “Hey, I don’t want to go on vacation this semester. I want to study at home.”

The author has something to say: [1] Refer to the after-school exercises of “Quantum Physics” at the University of California, Berkeley