"Seek poetry within rigorous logic, understand the essence of existence in endless exploration." —Qiao Ze Welcome to a school prodigy novel without a system, where intelligence crushes all, for your appreciation! PS: This text is a light-hearted daily life story of a school prodigy. Readers who do not enjoy slice-of-life stories, please consume with caution.
In the academic world, there's a vivid joke about the difference between theoretical mathematicians and theoretical physicists.
Mathematicians are like seasoned drivers with cars, but this bunch has no sense of direction; they start driving blindly, and whether they can reach their desired destination is entirely up to luck.
Physicists have a clear direction, but sadly they don't have cars; they can only get there on foot, and whether they can reach their ideal holy land also depends on fate.
After some conversation, Li Jiangao understood that Qiao Ze wanted to carve out his own path.
This young man planned to save up for a car of his own before the age of twenty-five, and after that, drive straight to his destination.
Easy to say, but for 99.999% of people in this world, that's just nonsense.
Because the mathematical knowledge related to basic physics is too vast.