Chapter 82 Classmates, this is a national final
Any solution must be published in the world's most reputable mathematical journal, and more than 2 years tantamount to being recognized by the mathematical community, in order to receive the $1 million prize issued by the science of the Cray Institute for Mathematics.
The proof is already very difficult, and even more difficult is that there is no meaning in mathematics within 2 years of publishing in a magazine.
It's almost impossible!
Today, the Millennium Prize has a total of 7 questions, and the Poincaré conjecture has not been confirmed.
"Genius always has to be different." Wang Xuecai smiled lightly and said, "Besides, this kid surnamed Qin is not just a genius."
"what is that?"
"Super genius." Wang Xuecai said seriously.
If someone told him that a high school student had solved Zhou's conjecture that had plagued the mathematics community for more than a decade, he would undoubtedly have sneered.
However, only half a month later, this thing became a reality.
The papers on Zhou's conjecture have been sorted and sent to the United States, waiting for Princeton University, Professor Deligne's final approval.
However, there is hope, because until now, the manuscript has not been returned!
Usually, papers mailed to Princeton are typed back quickly, and only those that require further verification can survive the ten-day mark!
"..." Zhou Haizhong, Song Baoguo was speechless.
It is undeniable that Qin Luo is indeed the same as what Wang Xuecai said, ten super geniuses.
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After opening the test paper, Qin Luo began to twitch, but the twitch was still very fast.
"Are you sure this is a national competition question? Why is it so simple?"
Qin Luo was stunned, what's the situation? This difficulty is really the national test. It's not what he imagined.
There are three questions in total, and the score is divided into 678. However, even the question worth eight points is very simple.
Don't say it's difficult for Qin Luo, even a scumbag like Lin Shanshan can't help it.
Qin Luo looked up and saw the remaining fourteen people in the classroom, holding up pens one after another, and they were writing without difficulty.
"..." It's really not difficult.
"Don't look around, do the questions quickly."
"Mr. emmmm, is this really the national exam?" Qin Luo asked suspiciously. He once suspected that he had gone to the wrong examination room.
"Don't talk nonsense." The teacher scolded coldly: "Hurry up and do the question."
After he finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to Qin Luo, turned and walked away.
"Shouldn't be~"
Qin Luo scratched his head and picked up the gel pen, and the pen walked the dragon and snake.
It didn't take half an hour, it didn't take ten minutes, it only took five minutes, Qin Luo's answers were already full of answers, and even during these five minutes, Qin Luo took time to check it again.
"It's really simple~" Putting the cap on, Qin Luo sighed sincerely.
"Attention candidates!" The invigilator, who heard the movement, came over again.
His face was a little ugly: "I'm talking nonsense, and I'll treat it as cheating."
... "Teacher, I will hand in the papers."
Invigilator: ? ? ?
Looking at the time, it's only been 15 minutes since the test started.
Even if this question is relatively simple, it should not only take fifteen minutes.
Brother, this is the national exam!
"Student, this is the national exam!" he said coldly.
He felt that Qin Luo had not figured out the situation and the seriousness of the matter.
"I know, but I will hand in the papers, teacher." Qin Luo still had a big smile on his face.
"...Okay, let me see how awesome you are!" The invigilator put away the test paper and read it carefully.
