Chapter 97 Mathematical Journals
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De Yun Si Sao Di Seng
Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted loudly: "I understand! Xueba, you are encouraging us!"
"Yes, it must be so!"
"Xueba, we will definitely live up to your expectations and surpass you!"
"..."
All of a sudden, excited voices came and went, and Qin Luo, who was the person involved, was directly confused.
Conscience of heaven and earth, he didn't mean to motivate them at all, he just wanted to pretend to be tough and squeeze some points.
But he never expected that things would go far beyond his expectations.
"Ahem, let me repeat again, this is not an incentive, it is a fact!" Qin Luo resisted the twitching of the corner of his mouth and said solemnly.
"Scholar, stop talking, we all understand."
You know what a fart!You don't understand anything!
"..." Qin Luo opened his mouth, speechless.
"Ding, the knowledge of the host has conquered all the scumbags, and the mastery value is +56"
"...Student master value +87..."
"..." Qin Luo heaved a long sigh of relief after a few hundred points of learning hegemony value entered into the account.
No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat. Qin Luo is not picky about food.
"Damn it!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Sun Hua's lungs were about to explode.
He really couldn't figure it out, Qin Luo was clearly pretending to be coercive!He is obviously so hateful, but many contestants seem to be obsessed, and they are convinced by him.
His face became more and more gloomy, as if water was about to drip out!
"Hmph, let's see how long you can be proud. When I prove Zhou's conjecture, hum..." Sun Hua sneered in his heart.
The National Judgment has completely failed, and IMO is completely insulated from it. Now his only chance is to prove Zhou's conjecture!
An imperfect proof of Poincaré's theory is never as good as a perfect proof of a conjecture.
"Dangdang!"
At this moment, the door of the auditorium was roughly pushed open, and a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses hurried in.
He is about 30 years old, wearing a sportswear, red face.
"Teacher, Princeton has replied!" He blushed and held up the envelope in his hand.
Princeton replied?Princeton University!
For a moment, everyone was full of doubts. Could it be that Yanda and Princeton are making another big move?
Everyone was confused, but Wang Xuecai and others were extremely excited.
Others don't know what Princeton stands for, but they know it clearly.
"Show me quickly." Wang Xuecai strode forward and grabbed the envelope in the young man's hand.
Princeton University, Professor Deligne sent:
Tear open the cover, and what is wrapped inside is a "Journal of Mathematics"!
Math Journals!
Wang Xuecai's eyes widened suddenly, and even his body began to tremble violently.
"Journal of Mathematics" is the top and most authoritative mathematics journal in the world, because its publisher is Princeton University!His editor-in-chief was Professor Deligne.
Every paper and every theory published on it needs to pass the review of Deligne. Being able to publish a paper on it is the dream of countless mathematicians.
"Gulu~" Zhou Haizhong swallowed, and said slowly, "Maybe Qian Xuesen's question will be answered today."
Qian Xuesen's question!
Everyone who heard this was shocked, and after a while, they were extremely puzzled.
What kind of outstanding person can answer Qian Laozhi's question?
"It's not Qin Luo, is it?"
"How is it possible, that is a mathematics journal!"
"Last time I heard that Wang Yuan was doing a second derivation of Mersenne prime numbers. I think it's probably him..."
"..."
"Yes, it must be so!"
"Xueba, we will definitely live up to your expectations and surpass you!"
"..."
All of a sudden, excited voices came and went, and Qin Luo, who was the person involved, was directly confused.
Conscience of heaven and earth, he didn't mean to motivate them at all, he just wanted to pretend to be tough and squeeze some points.
But he never expected that things would go far beyond his expectations.
"Ahem, let me repeat again, this is not an incentive, it is a fact!" Qin Luo resisted the twitching of the corner of his mouth and said solemnly.
"Scholar, stop talking, we all understand."
You know what a fart!You don't understand anything!
"..." Qin Luo opened his mouth, speechless.
"Ding, the knowledge of the host has conquered all the scumbags, and the mastery value is +56"
"...Student master value +87..."
"..." Qin Luo heaved a long sigh of relief after a few hundred points of learning hegemony value entered into the account.
No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat. Qin Luo is not picky about food.
"Damn it!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Sun Hua's lungs were about to explode.
He really couldn't figure it out, Qin Luo was clearly pretending to be coercive!He is obviously so hateful, but many contestants seem to be obsessed, and they are convinced by him.
His face became more and more gloomy, as if water was about to drip out!
"Hmph, let's see how long you can be proud. When I prove Zhou's conjecture, hum..." Sun Hua sneered in his heart.
The National Judgment has completely failed, and IMO is completely insulated from it. Now his only chance is to prove Zhou's conjecture!
An imperfect proof of Poincaré's theory is never as good as a perfect proof of a conjecture.
"Dangdang!"
At this moment, the door of the auditorium was roughly pushed open, and a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses hurried in.
He is about 30 years old, wearing a sportswear, red face.
"Teacher, Princeton has replied!" He blushed and held up the envelope in his hand.
Princeton replied?Princeton University!
For a moment, everyone was full of doubts. Could it be that Yanda and Princeton are making another big move?
Everyone was confused, but Wang Xuecai and others were extremely excited.
Others don't know what Princeton stands for, but they know it clearly.
"Show me quickly." Wang Xuecai strode forward and grabbed the envelope in the young man's hand.
Princeton University, Professor Deligne sent:
Tear open the cover, and what is wrapped inside is a "Journal of Mathematics"!
Math Journals!
Wang Xuecai's eyes widened suddenly, and even his body began to tremble violently.
"Journal of Mathematics" is the top and most authoritative mathematics journal in the world, because its publisher is Princeton University!His editor-in-chief was Professor Deligne.
Every paper and every theory published on it needs to pass the review of Deligne. Being able to publish a paper on it is the dream of countless mathematicians.
"Gulu~" Zhou Haizhong swallowed, and said slowly, "Maybe Qian Xuesen's question will be answered today."
Qian Xuesen's question!
Everyone who heard this was shocked, and after a while, they were extremely puzzled.
What kind of outstanding person can answer Qian Laozhi's question?
"It's not Qin Luo, is it?"
"How is it possible, that is a mathematics journal!"
"Last time I heard that Wang Yuan was doing a second derivation of Mersenne prime numbers. I think it's probably him..."
"..."
