87: C87 Teacher I Need Draft Papers

C87 Teacher I Need Draft Papers

Poincaré guessed that one of the seven biggest problems in a thousand years, or even the International Couplet of Figures, would get one million dollars for solving this problem. Unfortunately, no one had solved this problem in the past ten years.

This problem that had troubled the mathematics world for more than ten years was actually a test question in the second half of the national competition!

Confused! Constant stupefied! Completely dumbfounded!

No one had expected that a simple match would turn out like this!

"Teacher, aren't you playing with us?"

"No, I need a ventilator."

"Mom, I want to withdraw from the competition!"

... ""

For a moment, the examination venue was filled with complaints.

Poincaré guessed that this question was not something a group of high school students could solve.

Poincaré guessed?

The corner of Qin Luo's mouth twitched crazily. He had predicted that the question would be very difficult, but he did not expect it to be so difficult!

He looked at the 18331 Study Achievement Point in his inventory. He did not know if it was enough to solve the question.

"Detected that the host's brain cells are dying quickly. The system automatically generated a solution. Consumes 10,000 Study Achievement Point. Ability increment card, solving the first stage..."

10,000 ___, plus an ability increment card. Only then did he solve the first stage? Just how difficult was this?

However, after thinking about it, Qin Luo gritted his teeth and pressed the confirmation button.

He had to win this championship.

"Ding! Host used the value increment card and consumed 10,000 Study Achievement Point. The system automatically generated the answer."

Following a clear prompt, Qin Luo felt his mind turning green. The world-class problem in front of him was slowly being solved.

There was no time to think. Qin Luo quickly picked up the neutral pen and started writing.

While he was busy solving the questions, a group of country academics were staring at the classroom through the glass. They were talking and laughing.

"Haha, these little guys are confused."

"Look, Kid Qin is scratching his head."

"Poincaré's guess is that even a genius would not be able to solve it..."

... ""

They laughed out loud when they saw Qin Luo scratching his ears and cheeks.

When Sun Hua saw the test paper in front of him, he was drenched in sweat and trembling all over. His eyes were filled with traces of despair.

Poincaré guessed that no one would be able to answer it, right?

With this thought in mind, he turned his head and looked at Qin Luo.

"WTF!" In the next second, he couldn't help but curse.

What did he see? Qin Luo was writing rapidly!2

"This is impossible!" Sun Hua screamed in despair.

Even he had no idea how to write, so how could Qin Luo start writing?

Writing? Of course he could.

This was because Qin Luo had a cheat, and he had spent 10,000 Study Achievement Point!

Every time Qin Luo wrote a line, his heart bled!

What was written down was not a number, nor was it a formula, but a bit of Study Achievement Point! There was also that awesome value increasing card.

Half an hour, one hour, two hours. Qin Luo was still madly writing.

And he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping.

As a question that had been troubling mathematicians for a hundred years and had yet to be proved, the difficulty of his question could be imagined.

This was only the first stage, and Qin Luo had already written ten drafts!

"Snap! Snap!" Qin Luo put down the pen and looked up. "Teacher, I need draft papers."

Silence. Dead silence.

Everyone in the classroom was stunned.

Someone had used up all the draft papers? How was this possible!

Not only were the examinees dumbfounded, even the invigilator was dumbfounded.

This was Poincaré's conjecture, how could there be anyone who could prove it?

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