Chapter 52 Inspiration is like eating, which is very ordinary
"Cough, the team leader is what you said." Everyone was timid and replied in a low voice.
"..." Li Xueming froze suddenly, his face extremely blue: "You heard wrong, I said thirty!"
"..." Everyone looked at each other and said nothing.
The exam room was dead silent.
The middle-aged man and Qin Luo stared at each other.
Qin Luo's sudden "wake up" made him shudder uncontrollably.
Even standing here, he could feel Li Xueming's soaring anger.
In an instant, cold sweat soaked through his vest.
"Teacher?" Seeing that the man didn't speak, Qin Luo asked tentatively.
"Don't look around, concentrate on solving the problem!" The middle-aged man left a stack of scratch paper and quickly left the examination room.
Standing here, like a thorn on his back, if he stayed longer, he couldn't guarantee that he would collapse.
emmmm, can you speak well?
Seeing the figure of the middle-aged man disappearing into the examination room again, Qin Luo reluctantly began to think again.
However, problem solving is like writing. Once the train of thought is broken and you want to pick it up, you don't know when it happened.
Qin Luo had to rearrange his thoughts, and this process lasted about five minutes.
"He started writing again!" There was an uproar in the monitoring room.
They were even ready to give up, but only five minutes later, Qin Luo picked up the pen again!
Has his train of thought been interrupted? It was indeed interrupted.
But only for five minutes.
"Is this a monster?" someone exclaimed.
"Maybe he can prove Zhou's conjecture..."
The problem that has plagued the academic world for more than a decade may really have a chance to be solved.
For a time, everyone's heart was surging, and they stared at Qin Luo, as if they had witnessed history!
"When proving 2(2n\u003cp\u003c2(2(n1)), MP2(n1)-1 is the basis for the establishment of prime numbers, ... so the inference that MP has 2(n2)-n-2 prime numbers is established."
"Crack!" Qin Luo put down the pen and paper, turned his head to look, and there was no one in the entire examination room.
Looking up at the wall clock on the wall, it was already 5 pm, a full hour overtime.
Qin Luo coughed awkwardly, and then raised his hand and handed it over.
He never imagined that it would take so long.
"Student Qin, have you solved it yet?" The invigilator nodded kindly and carefully put away Qin Luo's test paper.
"It should be solved." Qin Luo said modestly.
As an academic bully, Qin Luo felt that he should be humble, after all, hiding is an excellent talent.
Hearing this sentence, the invigilator's hands were even more careful when taking the papers, as if he was serving a treasure that was handed down from generation to generation.
Is it necessary to be so careful?
"Teacher, if I lose it, I'll just write a copy." Qin Luo said indifferently.
Write another one? The middle-aged teacher's mouth twitched, his face full of resentment.
"Boss! Please drink tea!" As soon as he stepped out of the examination room, the little fat man from the same team rushed over with a drink.
"Boss, I'll help you lift your shoes."
"Boss, are you still short of a pendant? I'll make it a pendant for you."
For a time, many academic tyrants from Beishan No. 4 Middle School swarmed and directly surrounded Qin Luo.
"??? What's the situation?" Qin Luo was a little confused.
Although he looks good, he is not to the point where both men and women can kill each other.
"Boss, you don't know, today's exams in the city have been extended for one hour for you alone!"
"Li Xueming's original words are: When will Qin Luo come out and when will the exam end?"
"When can I be as good as a boss."
"..."
As good as Ben Xueba? Sorry you don't have a system.
"Work hard, anyway, you can't be as good as Ben Xueba in your whole life." Qin Luo smiled faintly.
