1018: C1018 Applause You

C1018 Applause You

Liman was one of the most amazing gods in the history of mathematics. The Mathematics research institute had even offered a bounty of one million dollars to find someone who could prove Liman's conjecture, but it had been of no use so far.

Riemann's conjecture could not be solved by a group of students.

"I have never lacked courage, but courage does not solve Riemann's conjecture."

"As far as I'm concerned, the level of mathematics right now is not up to the level needed to prove Riemann's conjecture." Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

"Formal because we don't have it, so we have to work even harder to prove it." Clare gritted his teeth and said.

"We'll see …" Qin Luo smiled indifferently.

"Professor!" Clare stomped his feet and refused to give up.

From the very beginning, Clare had the idea of inviting Qin Luo to join the team, and he believed that Qin Luo would definitely join as well.

But now, not only did Qin Luo not want to join, he even denied that they could not prove Li Man's conjecture.

This made Clare a little angry.

"Come on, I believe you can …" Qin Luo stood up slowly and left a faint smile on his face. Then, he turned around and left the room.

Take the fourth stage conjecture in the Mathematics world, Zhou's conjecture. Putting aside the system's factors, how long would it take to perfectly prove it?

One year?

Two years?

Ten years?

In fact, even after spending so much time, there was no way to prove it.

And Riemann's guess?

He was much more difficult to guess than Zhou.

The two of them weren't on the same level at all.

Proving Zhou's conjectures would only take ten years, while proving Liman's conjectures would take dozens, or even hundreds of years.

Even if Clare started researching now and found out that he died, he still wouldn't be able to prove it.

Mathematics itself was a science with a flash of inspiration. Even after ten years of research, it was only able to be written on a page of paper with a mere dozen pages.

"I …" Clare stamped his feet, gritted his teeth and said: "One day, I will definitely let you see me standing on Fields's podium, my name will last forever."

Hearing the voice behind him, Qin Luo was stunned for a moment. Then, a smile appeared on his face: "At that time, I will applaud you as a guest."

Yes, if that day ever came, Qin Luo would sit below the stage and sincerely applaud Clare.

Because he deserved it.

But that was only if she and the team behind him could truly prove Riemann's hypothesis.

Seeing Qin Luo disappear into the elevator, Clare clenched his fists so hard that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

At this moment, she swore to make Qin Luo have a whole new level of respect for her.

"Professor Qin, just stare. You will definitely see that day."

Mathematics was a process of unceasing search for the truth, whether it was Riemann, Goldbach, or anyone else.2

She believed that one day she would be able to solve Riemann's conjecture and reach the top of mathematics.

Clare left the room after clenching his fist.

Ye Zichen casually closed the door to Qin Luo's room.

In the restaurant of the hotel, Qin Luo chose a table near the window and enjoyed his breakfast alone.

Fresh toast, fresh bacon, and a glass of milk gave birth to a simple but nutritious breakfast.

"Thank you." Qin Luo thanked the waiter and started to eat.

Of course, there was plenty of nutrition, but the taste was not very good.

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