Chapter 262: Can't you go to Baidu?

At this time, how could he hear what Qin Luo meant, because the other party was calling him illiterate.

"Haha...interesting, interesting!" Kang Bohao smiled more and more indifferent, and his eyes were full of coldness when he looked at Qin Luo: "Then, please help me explain Qin?"

Qin Luo, as a student tyrant, would not refuse questions from the scumbag.

He smiled disdainfully, and said: "The Fields Medal mathematician John Charles Fields, the international mathematics award requested for the first time in 1936, is often regarded as the Nobel Prize Phil in mathematics. The award is awarded every four years. The award ceremony will be held at the International Congress of Mathematicians (ICM) held every four years by the International Union of Mathematics (IMU). Each time it is awarded to two to four young mathematicians who have made outstanding contributions. Winners must Under 40 years old before New Year's Day of that year!"

It turns out that Fields is not a person, but the name of an award.

There was a sense of awakening to Comporho in a trance.

But the next second, his face suddenly became gloomy.

He "invited" Qin Luo to come here, not to teach, but to completely abolish him.

"Boy, you are looking for death." Kang Bohao's face was sharp, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura.

Are you looking for death? maybe.

Qin Luo didn't think they would kill himself.

"Before killing me, I have to remind you that I am a schoolmaster, and I have proved Zhou's conjecture, the schoolmaster of twin primes." Qin Luo smiled and walked to the side bench to sit on his own. Next, looked at Kang Bohao with interest: "Have you thought about the consequences of killing me?"

kill? It's not difficult for desperadoes.

Human life is nothing in their eyes.

But the man in front of him was not a desperado.

"What Zhou's conjecture? What twin primes, I don't understand at all." Kang Bohao wrinkled his brows indistinctly, an inexplicable flash in his eyes.

Zhou's guess? Twin primes? What it is.

Qin Luo thought for a while, smiled faintly: "Let's tell you about Zhou's conjecture."

"This is a difficult problem that has troubled mathematicians for more than ten years, and countless mathematicians and scholars have not been able to solve the problem, but it happened to be solved by me..."

A flash of astonishment flashed in Kang Bohao's eyes, and suddenly he understood what Qin Luo meant: "What do you mean!"

"It's very simple. If I am missing or injured, you think you can still live." Qin Luo smiled lightly and said: "Intentionally hurting a mathematician, you have to weigh the charges yourself."

"Hahahaha!"

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Compor Howard suddenly laughed wildly.

"Mathematician? Just rely on you?" Kang Bohao smiled unscrupulously: "Little classmate, don't you think your words are too big?"

"Little classmate, don't struggle anymore and accept your fate obediently!"

"Just obediently let us interrupt our limbs..."

"..."

China is a country of seniority, no matter whether it goes to officialdom, business, or academia.

But whoever is called a mathematician is not in his forties.

And Qin Luo? How old is he? Only 17 or 18 years old!

Is he a mathematician? They wouldn't believe it if they were killed.

Do not believe?

Hehe... Why don't these scumbags know that there is something called Baidu?

In this regard, Qin Luo was helpless.