Vol 2 Chapter 365: Mixed-race sister
Bess was gone, resentment in his eyes.
But she didn't dare to say that once she did, Princeton's door would be closed to him forever.
"Blame Ofina that bitch." Bess thought resentfully.
Without Ofina, she would never be scolded by Professor Deligne.
Huaxia people have no chance to be listed in the Annual Mathematics.
Qin Luo!
The name was deeply engraved in her mind.
"Hmph, I pray you don't come to Princeton for the rest of your life, otherwise I will make you look good."
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On December 28, the last day of the Yan University report meeting.
Today, the award for the "most academically valuable paper" of this year will be decided.
Wang Xuecai, Song Baoguo, Zhou Haizhong, Fu Zhendong, as well as professors and scholars from other well-known colleges attended.
Perhaps because it is the last day and the number of people is relatively small, all reports for today will be arranged in Lecture Hall 1.
At 9 o'clock in the morning, the final day of Yenching University's report meeting officially began.
Soon, reporters from various universities took the stage to report.
The whole process went smoothly. Many of the reports were lacklustre, but there was no shortage of empirical works. For example, Professor Chen Tianquan from Huaqing University wrote an article titled "Riemann Integrability in a Typical Topological Domain". Many of his novel ideas and groundbreaking mathematical methods drew acclaim.
The Taiwan report meeting was also the one that Qin Luo listened most seriously and the one that I remembered the most in notes.
...
Lunch break.
The conference affairs team of Yan University provided the professors and scholars participating in the seminar with a self-service set meal mainly consisting of various fruits and Chinese food.
Taking a piece of cake from the dining car and some fruit, Qin Luo randomly found a place to sit down, then spread out the notebook to think about the possibility of proving Riemann's conjecture.
Professor Chen Tianquan’s theory gave Qin Luo another way of thinking, that is, to prove Riemann’s conjecture by means of topological functions.
Thinking about it, Qin Luo wrote down a line of calculations in his notebook, recalling Professor Chen Tianquan’s speech on the report stage, Qin Luo fell into deep thought.
"Perhaps it can be..." After ten minutes, Qin Luo felt as though he could see the blue sky after looking at the dense calculations on the notebook.
Of course, he did not proudly announce to the world that he proved Riemann's conjecture. Qin Luo knew in his heart that this was only the first step in the Long March.
There are countless problems waiting for him to answer, but he still can't answer these questions.
It would be great if one's math level is tenth.
Thinking about it, Qin Luo glanced at the system:
Subject: Mathematics LV6
Language LV3
English LV3
History LV3
Biological LV3
Chemistry LV3
Physical LV3
...
Sports LV3
Taekwondo: LV4
Eight poles collapse: LV4
Grappling hand: LV1
Xingyiquan: LV4
(Remaining academic dominance: 105989 points...)
One hundred thousand points of learning hegemony value, which may have been an astronomical figure before, but now, it is just one-tenth of the experience Qin Luo needs to upgrade.
The road to upgrade is a long way to go...
"Student Qin, congratulations on becoming the youngest professor in the history of Yan University..." Just when Qin Luo was upset, a nice female voice reached Qin Luo's ears.
Looking up, the blond and blue-eyed mixed-race lady O Yilin was walking towards her.
