Super God-Level Top Student-Chapter 1083 - 423: A Slightly Shameless Reason_2

This is all true. But without prior notice to Critiel Matich, mainly because Ham Taylor knows his mentor is somewhat old-fashioned and doesn’t like students deviating from the original research direction to do other research.

Therefore, fearing that the professor would immediately dismiss the idea if reported directly, he decided to see if he could achieve results first before reporting.

To be honest, if he had access to data from large astronomical observatory networks like LIGO, Virgo, and KAGRA, he wouldn’t even plan to inform his mentor now. Instead, after verifying more data, he’d write a paper and then deliver the good news.

During this period, he indeed devoted his whole mind and energy to research in this direction, neither paying attention to his mentor’s activities nor reading recent articles published by Critiel Matich, thus naturally unaware of Professor Matich’s dismissive attitude toward Q theory.

The next moment, his mentor glared at him fiercely. Fortunately, the professor didn’t say anything further but focused his attention on the manuscript handed over to him.

This is somewhat puzzling. Shouldn’t his mentor be happy about the results he’s achieved? Ham Taylor thought to himself and decided to rest on the sofa for a while.

Indeed, he felt somewhat tired.

Last night, he truly stayed up all night doing calculations. He got too excited, took a short nap, then felt energized and eagerly ran to report to the professor, intending to request more data for further verification.

When excited, one truly won’t feel sleepy. But now, as the excitement faded, Ham Taylor suddenly felt a wave of drowsiness.

Thinking it would take at least one or two hours to finish reading the manuscript, he initially planned to nap in the adjacent lounge but since his mentor didn’t let him leave, he decided it would be fine to doze off on the sofa.

Who would have thought, just as he sat down, he’d hear the professor’s indifferent voice: "Did I ask you to sit down, Ham?"

"Ah?" Ham Taylor turned to glance at Critiel Matich sitting there, only to hear his mentor say without looking up, "Stand over here; I have questions you can answer anytime."

"Okay, Professor Matich." Ham Taylor begrudgingly walked over and obediently stood beside the professor.

He’s already written it so clearly; what more could there be to ask?

The professor is doing this on purpose!

What’s the point of giving him such a hard time?

...

Time passed amidst Ham Taylor’s silent complaints.

Initially, being called out by the professor made him slightly more alert, but after arranging him to stand behind, Critiel Matich seemed to forget there was someone standing beside him, neither asking questions nor letting him sit down to rest, just quietly reading through the manuscript.

Occasionally, he’d pick up a pen to make some notes on the manuscript.

Building 37 of the Kavli Institute for Astrophysics and Space Research was tranquil to begin with. During the scorching summer days, the suddenly arriving clouds unexpectedly brought rain, which soon fell pattering down.

Ham Taylor, forced to stand near his mentor, already felt intensely sleepy, and the sudden white noise only made him feel more drowsy, with his eyelids beginning to droop unconsciously.

Just as he was about to snore while standing, it was as if a voice suddenly called out from a distant place: "Ham, Ham..."

"Ah?" Ham Taylor started awake, feeling a bit dizzy, when he heard his mentor’s somewhat unsatisfied voice: "What’s wrong with you? Hurry and recalculate this step for me."

"Oh? Which step?"

"What did you do last night?"

"Um, didn’t I tell you? Last night I was verifying, only slept at 5 a.m., Professor Matich." Ham Taylor replied with an aggrieved tone.

"What? Are you dissatisfied with my arrangements? Or do you think I should give you more autonomy to let you explore freely? Or do you think I shouldn’t..."

"No, Professor Matich, that’s not what I meant."

"Oh, then properly explain this step to me..."

"Okay, Professor."

...

The next two hours were absolutely the most exhausting two hours for Ham Taylor.

Whenever he felt sleepy enough to sleep standing, his mentor, Professor Matich, would throw him an odd question and then seriously listen to his answer.

Although he realized something seemed off, his nearly overloaded brain couldn’t support thinking through too complex things. Until his dear mentor finally turned the manuscript to the last page.

"Hmm, your ideas are very good. It seems the verification method is also correct. This is a successful and creative study, and I can help you formally submit a request to retrieve more data for verification.

Do you know? You’re quite lucky. LIGO and Virgo have recently undergone technological upgrades, and in O7, they’ve already observed hundreds of new gravitational wave events, and according to analysis, most of them are black hole merger events. So you won’t lack data for verification going forward.

Of course, if your results are correct, this will be a good study, and the paper can be published in the world’s top journals. Okay, I admit, I already feel a little proud of you! Though not much, this work is indeed commendable."

Upon hearing these words, Ham Taylor suddenly felt invigorated and then suddenly wanted to cry.

This time it really wasn’t easy.

The just past two hours were pure torture.

If he had rested well, it wouldn’t have been much of an issue, maybe even a chance to show off to his mentor. After all, exchanging ideas with Qiao allowed him to learn some math skills he hadn’t considered before.

Or if Professor Matich were dismissive of his research, he could argue with the professor, keeping himself highly focused, maybe even over some topics. After all, he’s still young, staying up all night is nothing for a young man.

Especially if just now, asked a question, then left to stand aside, as he swayed almost asleep, suddenly another question popped out, it would be truly tormenting. There was a moment trying to side with Matich hard.

Fortunately, the final result was good.

"Thank you, Professor, but I have one more question. Can you answer it?"

"Of course, what question? Go ahead. But if it’s regarding your research, I may not be able to help you too much. In fact, I just barely understood your logic." The professor casually replied.

He indeed hadn’t done in-depth research on Q theory. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"No, it has nothing to do with this research. Actually, I just wanted to ask, were you doing it on purpose earlier?" Ham Taylor asked in a peculiar tone.

This is probably taking advantage of being favored.

Other students probably wouldn’t dare ask so directly.

"Oh, if you mean making you stand, then yes, I did that intentionally." Critiel Matich said without reservation.

"Why? Professor, you clearly knew I almost worked overnight last night." Ham Taylor asked with a helpless smile.

"No reason, just your performance made me not quite sure whether I am still your mentor, so I did a little test. Now, I confidently tell you, you passed the test, if nothing unexpected happens, you should graduate smoothly.

Alright, let’s not talk about other things. If you need to rest, go ahead. I need to submit an application report for you. Once you get the data, you probably won’t have much time to sleep for a long while!" Critiel Matich finished speaking and waved at Ham Taylor to hurry him out.

The student’s problem is solved, but his problems aren’t resolved yet.

Next, he needs to think about how to change his position in what occasion, without appearing too abrupt.

This isn’t a simple matter, even far more difficult than some research topics. After all, a major professor is mindful of face, not to mention he was once a Nobel Prize winner. Though in recent years, the Nobel Prize has been declining in academic reputation, it remains one of the world’s most influential science prizes.

At least in the Western world it’s indeed like that.

It’s great, at least the student he favors most discovered the verifiable nature of Q theory, and many people know about it.

Or he could say to protect his student’s inspiration?

This indeed is a great reason... despite it being slightly shameful. But he also showed care for his student!

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