62: C62 An Unusual High School Student

C62 An Unusual High School Student

In the office of the vice president of the Yanjing Mathematical Research Institute, Academician Soong Baoguo is sitting in front of his desk. His eyes were bloodshot and his hair was messy. His clothes were covered with black ink, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for a few days.

In fact, it was the truth. Like Wang Xuecai, he hadn't closed his eyes for two days and nights.

In these two days, he spent almost all his time on theorizing other than eating and going to the toilet.

Finally, after a rigorous debate, he finally proved the accuracy of the answer sheet.

The answer sheet in front of him had perfectly proved the Zhou's conjecture. Soong Baoguo had used two days and had tested it countless times, but he had not found a single mistake.

Zhou's conjecture, this problem that had troubled the mathematics world for more than ten years, had finally been proved.

Soong Baoguo suddenly stood up and slammed his hands on the desk, making a loud noise.

"Peng!"

"Teacher."

"Song Courtyard"

The next moment, the office door was pushed open and a group of young people rushed in.

Some of them were Soong Baoguo's students, and some were staff members of the Numbers' Association.

Soong Baoguo was the vice president of the Digital Association, and his every move affected too many people's hearts. Soong Baoguo did not leave the office for two days straight. He even ate lunch at noon. He had sent them all to the door, which made them nervous.

Luckily, Soong Baoguo finally came out.

"Prepare the car. I want to see Zhou Haizhong." Soong Baoguo said anxiously.

He couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to see Zhou Haizhong as soon as possible.

"Ahem, teacher, it's getting late. Why don't we go after dinner?" The young student asked tentatively.

"Eat, eat. You only know how to eat from day to night. Use your eating skills on academics. It's not to the extent that you can't even prove Zhou's conjecture! "Soong Baoguo was burning with anger. His bloodshot eyes were flashing with a cold light.

For a moment, the group of doctors were shocked. They did not even dare to breathe loudly.

If the Zhou family's conjecture was so easy to prove, it wouldn't have bothered the academic world for more than ten years. Everyone thought to themselves.

As if noticing everyone's unusual behavior, Soong Baoguo's expression became a lot darker. His cold gaze swept across everyone and he coldly berated them." Hmph, a high school student like you can prove Zhou's conjecture, but a bunch of doctors like you can't. You should reflect on it! "

After saying that, he left the office without another word.

A high school student had proved Zhou Shi's conjecture?

For a moment, everyone widened their eyes in shock.

That was Zhou's conjecture. Could it be that Zhou's conjecture was not elementary mathematics?

Wang Xuecai, Soong Baoguo, Zhou Haizhong, and even some big names in the foreign mathematics community could not do anything about the Zhou's conjecture. How could a high school student prove it?

"Brother, is what the teacher said true?"

"It shouldn't be. After all, that is the Zhou family's conjecture." The young man thought for a moment and said.

"I think it's really possible. After all, Teacher's character doesn't seem like a joke." Another young man said.

Soong Baoguo was not a person who liked to joke.

Everyone was shocked. They looked at each other and chased after Soong Baoguo.2

Soong Baoguo was not the only one who was curious. They were also very curious.

What kind of high school student could solve problems that had troubled the mathematics world for more than ten years?

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