54: C54 He Was Going Crazy

C54 He Was Going Crazy

What do we do? What should he do? Wei Zihao's eyes were bloodshot.

As the most outstanding top student of Second Senior High School, he had never thought that he would lose. However, the truth was that he had suffered a crushing defeat.

Could it be that he really had to sing Conquer? When he thought of this, he was about to go crazy!

"Don't panic, we haven't lost yet!" Huang Zitao gritted his teeth and said, "There are three more tests, we still have a chance."

Only he knew how much effort he had put in to defeat Qin Luo. Therefore, Huang Zitao would never admit defeat unless it was the last moment!

Did he really have a chance? A hint of sadness flashed across Wei Zihao's eyes.

In the lounge of Fourth Middle School.

"Qin Luo, why didn't you come to our agreed supplementary class?" The moment she stepped into the classroom, Lin Shanshan rushed over angrily.

She had clearly said that she would wait for him after school, but she waited left and right, but she did not wait for Qin Luo.

"I don't know your home address." Qin Luo said helplessly.

"I don't know your address. Don't you know how to make a phone call?"

"You didn't tell me the number."

... "" Lin Shanshan gritted her teeth. She was about to go crazy!

"Didn't you know to ask if I didn't tell you?"

"How much is your number?"

She broke down completely. As the famous top student and campus belle of Fourth Middle School, she had never broken down like this before.

I shouldn't be angry. Don't be angry. People with high IQ have low EQ. Thinking of this, Lin Shanshan finally felt a little better.

"1838... Remember my phone number!" Lin Shanshan fiercely said, then turned around and left.

"??? Can you say it once more."

Lin Shanshan staggered and almost fell to the ground. She turned her head and glared at Qin Luo, "1838..."

...

Yanjing, Zhongshan University.

A white-haired old man with a ruddy complexion was sitting in front of the window. There was a pot of green tea, a Math Journal, and a picture scroll.

Zhou Haizhong was the one who proposed Zhou's conjecture. He was a famous mathematician in China, and he enjoyed special subsidies from the country. Even in the global mathematics world, he could not hide his glory.

What he was most proud of was the Zhou's conjecture that had troubled the world for more than ten years. However, his biggest regret was the same.

A guess was still a guess.

If it could not be proved, Zhou Haizhong would regret it for one day.

"Dong Dong Dong."

"Elder Zhou..."

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. It was Xu Enmin's voice.

"Come in."1

Very quickly, a refined man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked in.

He was not young, about forty years old, with a pair of bright eyes.

"In your hometown, Beishan City has sent an answer sheet to prove Zhou's conjecture." Xu Enmin said in a low voice.

"Oh, put it there. I will read it when I have time." Zhou Haizhong waved his hand and said.

Ever since the Zhou's conjecture was proposed, almost every few days, there would be an answer sheet on his desk to prove the Zhou's conjecture.

Zhou Haizhong did not think that he was the best in the world. He hoped that someone would be able to prove this "mystery."

Ten years was like a day. From the beginning, he was full of excitement and anticipation as he flipped open the answer sheet. Now, he was too lazy to flip open the answer sheet.

Because every time, he would be disappointed.

There were too many people who dreamed of becoming famous in one go.

"Teacher, you should take a look at this answer sheet. I assure you that it's definitely not as bad as you think." Xu Enlai said sincerely.

"Proving Zhou's conjecture is not your lifelong wish? Perhaps this answer paper will give you a satisfactory answer."

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