Everyone has their own vexations.
While Xu Dajiang was pondering how to devise a plan that could keep up with the School of Mathematics' pace of development, Li Jiangao was equally troubled.
Recently, he had received an overwhelming amount of emails from people either self-recommending or inquiring about applying for his graduate program—so many that he didn't even have time to read them thoroughly.
To put it this way, after Dr. Qiao Ze's graduation, if Li didn't check his email for a single day, the unread messages in the publicly listed email for the tutor on the official website of the Huaxia School of Mathematics could reach over a hundred.
Some were inquiring about the requirements to apply for his graduate program; others sent their CVs directly; there were even those who wrote several thousand words, the language earnest to the point of verging on taking oaths, swearing to devote their lives to serving him as their mentor.
