host brain pain

Chapter 365 Doctoral Candidates

After the time difference, Su Xiaomu's contact with the country is no longer as convenient as before.

Just like now.

After lunch, Yi Ran and Chen Jiming drank tea and chatted for a while, then left the townhouse together and went back to the apartment that was also 10 minutes away.

Su Xiaomu looked at the time on his phone, it happened to be three o'clock in the afternoon.

When it comes to time, it's hard for Su Ho and Wan Dai.

After coming to the United States, he bought a few more watches for Su Xiaomu.

There are also specially described matching occasions.

Unfortunately, Su Xiaomu never wore it once.

"It's three o'clock..." Su Xiaomu sighed inexplicably.

He swiped open the phone, looked at it, and threw it aside again.

The BJ time is clearly displayed on the phone screen: four o'clock in the morning of the next day.

Su Xiaomu looked up at the ceiling.

I thought in my heart that if it was normal, what would I be doing at this time when there are no courses?
There is an answer soon.

run errands.

or in company.

Either meet different people, or meet people you want to meet.

There is always someone to meet.

But in America...

After a long time, Su Xiaomu got up, took the car keys and went out.

Maybe aimlessness will be an additional way of life in America in the future?

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Yangcheng.

Four in the morning.

silence.

Occasionally, some rustling sounds could be heard on the street.

Wearing orange vests, they were cleaning the streets step by step.

The small restaurant on the street has already started to prepare breakfast, behind the rolling door with a little light.

Some people who don't want to end yesterday's wasted day are still swiping their phones, their computers, and everything else.

Others had just finished working overtime and were on their way home.

There is a saying that goes well, in this huge city, who is working hard to live is not moving forward desperately?
On the top floor of a 20-story residential building, light suddenly came out.

Suho, who was wearing pajamas, sat up from the bed, and beside her was Wanda who sat up almost at the same time.

"what happened to you?"

"The same to you……?"

"Ugh……"

"I don't know how a dead ghost lives in Massachusetts?"

"Why are you still in a dream?"

"It's afternoon over there, probably in class?"

"Shouldn't there be classes in the afternoon, today is the first day of class."

"Look for a class schedule tomorrow."

"..."

"Go to sleep."

"Go to sleep."

"There are still three hours..."

"yes……"

The light went on and off, and the sound of breathing did not follow smoothly.

The rustling sound of tossing and turning continued and continued...

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In the next morning's class, Su Xiaomu was invited to the podium again.

This time it is probabilistic systems analysis.

It is a course compared to MIT.

Because it is a courseware compiled by MIT professors, it is a professional basic mathematics course.

Like Professor Hills yesterday, after briefly introducing some terminology of the course as an opening remarks, the professor directly asked the questions that followed the class.

An example of a discrete finite sample space.

In mathematics, there is always something interesting.

Many people, especially Chinese students, are likely to trigger an event in their high school career:
Dropped a pen.

Bending down to pick it up.

Look up at the blackboard.

The blackboard is full of calculations and characters, just like ghostly symbols that I can no longer understand.

Since then, Mathematics and me have met and known each other to separated, and have become farther and farther away.

In fact, Su Xiaomu didn't show any talent or extra excellence in mathematics-related fields.

Although since junior high school, when mathematics has gradually begun to divide the top students from the bottom students, Su Xiaomu has been getting full marks all the way.

Even at the undergraduate level, you can always get full marks in several categories of advanced mathematics.

However, these are not exceptional cases.

When the professor raised the question, Lewis and others quickly set up a stage for Su Xiaomu to perform.

And made the operation please start your performance.

"Su, there is nothing we can do, maybe you can try?"

"Professional-related basic mathematics should not be a problem for you!"

"..."

Su Xiaomu looked at the booing Louis and the others, and was speechless.

Am I not a genius? !
How can I know everything?
I beeped in my heart: "Are all Americans so good at playing?"

Of course Su Xiaomu knows about things like holding them up and falling them down.

However, looking at the countless eyes in the classroom, Su Xiaomu couldn't refuse directly.

So I had no choice but to tell myself that on other people's territory, we must show the outstanding demeanor of the Chinese people!

"I'll try." Su Xiaomu said.

Everything that follows is not much different from what happened yesterday.

Su Xiaomu quickly wrote down three simple but most important axioms on A4 paper, through which many other theorems can be deduced.

"I probably have the answer..."

Su Xiaomu stopped the pen in his hand, twirled the pen, and looked at the crowd.

"As we all know, these three axioms can lead to some important inferences, such as:..."

As Su Xiaomu said, he quickly wrote down a line of determinants on the whiteboard.

"The process is very simple, so I won't go into details."

"We all know that there are certain ways and steps to calculate probability..."

After brushing, there were several lines of extremely beautiful writing on the blackboard.

Su Xiaomu is also very good at writing words.

"...If conditions are added, independence may be affected...but this is the problem we need to solve."

"..."

"Okay, this is all the ideas for solving the problem. In practical applications, there is a high probability that we can continue to simplify some relatively simple and popular operations that can be omitted..."

After Su Xiaomu finished speaking, he put down the whiteboard marker in his hand.

There was warm applause in the classroom.

Su Xiaomu silently returned to the crowd.

Suddenly I realized something was very wrong.

"What am I here for?"

Su Xiaomu asked himself in his heart!
I quickly came up with the answer: exchange and learn!
"Then what am I doing now?"

"lecture!"

"MMP!!"

"The painting style is wrong!"

Su Xiaomu realized this fact that he had to accept.

He came to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology for exchange and learning, but now he has actually learned nothing...

Just a lecture!

He even had some doubts. Could this be the American academic style?
In the morning, there is only this probabilistic system analysis course.

In the afternoon there is a comprehensive experimental course.

In layman's terms, it is... computer class.

The method is similar to that of domestic large classes, with students from other classes taking classes together.

Su Xiaomu met Kevin, Alan and others including Liu Yang, and also met Jeffrey.

Several people took the initiative to find Su Xiaomu.

Bringing an older man wearing glasses, Allen introduced: "Su, this is my cousin, Josie, a doctoral candidate in our school."

"It's also an accompanying lecture for our class."

Su Xiaomu smiled and said hello: "Hello, Mr. Qiao Xi, I am Su Xiaomu."

Josie laughed too...

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