Super God-Level Top Student

"Weibo..." Yang Xuanqing responded blankly. "Yes, that's right, on Weibo," Edward Witten spread his hands. Yang Xuanqing shook his head with a wry smile. Why would Qiao Ze ever discuss such matters with him? Frankly, Yang Xuanqing had always felt that Edward Witten had some misconceptions about his relationship with Qiao Ze. In truth, he wasn't well acquainted with Qiao Ze at all. Huaxia was so vast, boasting a population of 1.4 billion; even if he and Qiao Ze could barely be considered colleagues, their status had changed too rapidly. The window for an opportunity to interact as equals was too brief. Put it this way, a year earlier, Qiao Ze was not even on the level to interact directly with him, but now, he himself could not reach the level to interact directly with Qiao Ze. The two had a chance to sit as equals for just over a month when he was at CERN. He completely missed the last report meeting on artificial intelligence that Qiao Ze was invited to hold at Huaqing. However, on the other hand, at that time Qiao Ze had not yet shown a tendency to move towards the basic models of physics, and he, a professor of high energy physics, probably wouldn't have thought of communicating much with Qiao Ze. What made Yang Xuanqing the most uncomfortable was Dou Dou's promotion online yesterday. Even at CERN, he received the news, which really made it seem like Huaqing and Yanbei were being used as stepping stones. Although it was the AI acting on its own, Yang Xuanqing would never believe it didn't involve Qiao Ze's intentions. It made him have complex feelings about Qiao Ze. Without a doubt, because of Qiao Ze, he and his students received unprecedented attention at CERN. But some of Qiao Ze's choices were completely incomprehensible to him. Why did he have to push so hard for Xilin University of Technology? That school hadn't even been included in the Washington Accord. If Qiao Ze was willing, he could enjoy the same treatment as a distinguished guest at Huaqing, couldn't he? The resources available to him would have been much more than if he stayed at Xilin University of Technology, and he could have managed relations with the upper echelons better as well. In summary, in Yang Xuanqing's view, from any perspective, choosing to go to the Capital would have been much better for Qiao Ze than staying in Xilin. Yet Professor Qiao Ze stubbornly chose this path and insisted on staying in Xilin. "Alright then, Professor Yang, it seems Qiao Ze is quite a closed-off individual. I thought he just didn't want to communicate with us. You probably don't know, but the reason he declined the invitation from Princeton is that speaking English on a campus in the United States would make him feel like he lost twice," Edward Witten said jokingly. It wasn't exactly a joke; for Yang Xuanqing, this could probably count as a piece of secret news. "Actually, he was equally reluctant to accept our invitation. Perhaps Professor Qiao has a special sentiment towards Xilin?" Yang Xuanqing noncommittally responded, then added, "Honestly, Professor Witten, I'm really not that familiar with Professor Qiao. If you are trying to get through to me to persuade Qiao Ze to go to Princeton, it's absolutely impossible." "No, no, no, Professor Yang, I didn't mean that. In fact, from the moment he developed that material model, even Lothar Dugan, who was very determined to invite Qiao Ze to Princeton, had given up hope. I sought you out purely to discuss a matter, do you believe in God?" Witten asked. "God?" Yang Xuanqing was taken aback, then shook his head, "God? No, Professor Witten, I've always been a very firm atheist." "It doesn't have to be God, or any kind of supreme being who created this universe and life. Sometimes I feel that Qiao Ze might just be such an existence," Edward Witten said earnestly. Yang Xuanqing was stunned. He never would have imagined that someone like Edward Witten would bring him in to say something like this. Qiao Ze, a god? That... seems a bit too much, doesn't it? Although he was greatly impressed with the Quantum Implicative Model provided by Qiao Ze, he had never thought in that direction before. And that seemed to be elevating him a little too high, didn't it? "Don't joke around, Professor Witten. It's just a Quantum Implicative Model. Besides, the entire theory is incomplete. Indeed, Professor Qiao is young, and his achievements seem unimaginable, but there's really no need to elevate it to this level," Yang Xuanqing said instinctively. Edward Witten did not continue to argue with Yang Xuanqing but instead asked, "Professor Yang, have you delved into or understood the superspiral algebra and transcendental geometry proposed by Qiao Ze? Hmm, I believe Huaxia has already termed them Qiao Algebra and Qiao Geometry." Yang Xuanqing shook his head instinctively. It wasn't that he didn't want to delve into and understand them; it was just genuinely beyond his capabilities. The new direction in mathematics was too abstract. Moreover, from the perspective of a physicist, he did not need to fully grasp these; just affirming that the various derived theorems were correct was enough, and when necessary, he could apply them directly. If needed, one could even deduce some formulas through these theorems. But seriously researching and understanding these in detail was not necessary for a physicist. Just like physicists studying fluid mechanics certainly wouldn't grapple with the Navier-Stokes equations tirelessly to find the existence of solutions and prove whether they have boundaries. Physicists only need to know that the equations have very reliable predictive capabilities and can be used to calculate the values they need when necessary. The existence of solutions and the presence of singularities are problems for mathematicians to solve. If mathematicians really prove that singularities exist and the equation could fail under certain circumstances, that is when theoretical physicists need to shine. Because this might suggest the equation is missing something, and that something might involve a new branch of physics.