1419: C1419 If the Quality Was Not Good Enough Then Time Would Come to Make up for It

C1419 If the Quality Was Not Good Enough Then Time Would Come to Make up for It

"Don't worry. It is impossible for it to happen." Qin Luo smiled casually. He turned around and walked to the podium.

Below the podium was a kind of audience that looked forward to it.

"Crack crack crack ~"

The thunderous applause echoed across the entire scene. Nearly a hundred teachers from the Yanjing University's Mathematics Department were present. There were even many teachers from other schools.

Wang Xuecai, Soong Baoguo, and the rest of Old Professor were also present.

To be honest, this was not the first time Qin Luo had seen such a scene. Whether it was in Yanjing University, Hua Qing, or Ma Province, he had experienced it more than ten times in Princeton.

However, when he saw the people sitting below the stage, Qin Luo's calm heart was still stirred.

Qin Luo took the microphone from the staff and said with a smile, "Thank you very much for attending this mathematics conference."

"On behalf of myself, on behalf of Yanjing University, I would like to express my deepest gratitude to all of you."

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The applause sounded like thunder.

"I'm sure everyone knows the purpose of inviting everyone here. That's right, it's my guess!" Qin Luo's tone became more serious. "Fields's Mathematics Award has been around for 80 years since it was founded in 1936. In these 80 years, China's mathematics community has always wanted to keep it. Unfortunately, we missed it every time. "

"But today, in the hundred-year history auditorium of Yanjing University, on the podium where countless famous people were born, I only have one thing to say: this time, I invite everyone to stay with Fields."

"Goldbach's conjecture, a problem that has troubled the mathematics world for a hundred years, will be solved by us."

Fields was left behind!

Qin Luo's words were like a spark that fell into the dry grass, instantly igniting the entire pile of grass.

As a mathematician or a mathematician, Fields's mathematics award was their ultimate dream.

They had also thought of helping China leave behind this monument in the history of mathematics.

But because of their strength, they could only bury their dreams in their hearts.

But the fire in their hearts was rekindled today. Although the flame was small, it was able to bloom with light.

"Boom..."

The applause rang out once again. This time, it was even louder than before.

Because this time, there was a fire burning in their hearts, and they wanted to vent it out.

"Stop talking. Qin Luo, just tell us what to do." Wang Xuecai suddenly stood up and stared at Qin Luo. With a serious expression, he asked, "University Bowen has already begun researching the Riemann's Conjecture."

"Although the overall level of Yanjing University is not as good as University Bowen, we cannot fall behind."

"The quality is not good enough. Time will come. We must get ahead of them and prove my guess!"

"That's right. Although we can't compare to the professors of University Bowen, we have more people and more strength. I don't believe we can fall behind!"

"Qin Luo, just say it. You want us to prove it."

... ""

After the applause, the crowd below the stage began to discuss.

Their blood was burning and their hearts were boiling. They did not want to be idle for even a moment.2

Hearing the voice by his ear, Qin Luo was overwhelmed with emotions. Without much hesitation, he turned around and took out the information from his pocket. Through the projection, it was projected onto the auditorium's screen.

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