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" ... Next, we would like to invite Professor Bowles, a professor from the University of Andros, to come on stage... "As soon as Luo Yang's words came out, Bowles's face turned ashen.

For a moment, he actually had the feeling of wanting to withdraw.

Bracing himself, Bowles slowly stepped onto the reporting platform.

"The topic of my report today is: Model's conjecture... "

Bowles then began to explain.

Model's conjecture was an important conjecture regarding the logical curves of arithmetic.

This conjecture was quite good, and it could barely be ranked at the fourth level.

If it was another occasion or time, Bowles might be the target of attention. However, this was the annual report of Princeton's mathematics department. The amount of people gathered was from the top scholars from all over the world.

The Model conjecture was nothing to them.

Moreover, the entire report process of Bowles's report was a little lacking.

If it wasn't for the fact that he estimated the reputation of Andros University, Deligne would have even wanted to kick him out.

Perhaps it was because he felt the hostility in everyone's eyes, but after ten minutes or so, Bowles hurriedly finished his report and returned to his seat with his tail between his legs.

From the beginning to the end, he only received bits and pieces of applause.

His eyes were fixed on Qin Luo, and his eyes were full of viciousness.

All of this was caused by Qin Luo. If it wasn't for Qin Luo, he would have been receiving cheers from the entire hall instead of Qin Luo!

The report was coming to an end, and the professors of Princeton came forward to give Qin Luo a big hug.

"Uh... “

To be honest, Qin Luo was not very interested in this unique way of expressing friendliness among Westerners.

However, since he was in a foreign land, Qin Luo did not know what to say. He could only obediently open his arms and hug the group of Old Professor.

"Congratulations, Professor Qin. Your name is destined to be recorded in the history books. "Soon, a bald old man said to Qin Luo.

Fallyan was the most accomplished person in the history of mathematics. He was the winner of the Fields Award. He was in algebraic numbers. Bell was in the model space. He was studying the Rieman-Luohe theorem on the curvature of mathematics. Hodge had a deep understanding of the theory.

In front of Fariens, Qin Luo's small achievements were like a little brother.

As he thought about it, Qin Luo looked at the little bit of hair left on the other side.

Whether it was in terms of academic achievements or age, Qin Luo was still a little brother.

"Professor, you must be joking. "I am still far from being recorded in history." "

Was it far away?

Fariens couldn't help but smile. Mathematics was different from other subjects. This was a genius subject.

And Qin Luo happened to be a genius.

Qin Luo had achieved more than many scholars. He only lacked a trophy or a medal.

However, Fariens was not worried at all. A trophy and a medal were easy to obtain for Qin Luo.

He could even imagine that in the following period of time, Qin Luo would be soft-hearted because of the prizes.1

"Oh right, there's one more thing I need to tell you. We old men discussed it and decided to put your thesis into 'Math Journal' in January."

"Isn't this against the rules?"

According to the procedure, if one wanted to publish a thesis on the Math Journal, they had to submit it to the Princeton's email. Then, they would have to go through heavy reviews and finally get approval from the university before they could publish it.

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