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Indeed, if someone else were to tell these mathematicians that Fang Yuan, at such a young age, had proven the weak BSD conjecture, they would absolutely scoff and wouldn't be able to alleviate the disdain in their hearts without cursing that person.

However, the current situation doesn't allow them to question it.

This news came from the Annals of Mathematics. If this could be false, then what news in the mathematics world could they trust?

The Annals of Mathematics has one of the highest levels of credibility in the mathematics world, a foundation built on a long-standing, rigorous work ethic.

Fang Yuan's name thus burst onto the grand stage of the mathematics world.

Although they didn't yet know what this young man looked like, they had no doubt about his talent.

Regardless of how he proved the weak BSD conjecture, it was a manifestation of his strength.

Without corresponding knowledge, even if you put the answer to the weak BSD conjecture in front of him, he wouldn't be able to decipher it.

The seventh level of mathematics allowed Fang Yuan to barely enter the hall of masters.

This is the level with the largest span.

At this level, you can see world-renowned mathematicians, and you can also see unknown scholars.

But they all have one thing in common: they wholeheartedly devote themselves to the ocean of mathematics.

Without this, it would be impossible to achieve such accomplishments.

......

The news about the proof of the weak BSD conjecture had already spread domestically.

"What? Professor Yang, say that again? What did that kid Fang Yuan do?" Professor Li shouted into the phone in the Computer Science Department Director's office.

It's not his fault for losing his composure, but the content of the phone call forced him to do so.

What's going on? That kid Fang Yuan is about to graduate, and he's secretly done something like this again?

The weak BSD conjecture! Even if he doesn't have a particularly deep understanding of the mathematics world, he knows about this conjecture.

This is the stepping stone to the BSD conjecture, one of the seven major unsolved problems in mathematics.

This kid actually solved it silently?

And published the paper in the Annals of Mathematics?

Why doesn't he just go to heaven! Isn't a major in computer science good? It's profitable and has prestige. Why does he always have to try mathematics?

And do so well?

Isn't this giving Old Yang Tou an excuse to poach him? How much effort did I spend last time to dispel Old Yang Tou's idea of poaching him?

Didn't he say to let me know if he was going to publish any papers? How could this stinky brat forget about it again?

Eh! It seems like that stinky brat did tell me. Could it be this paper?

That's not right. Didn't he say there were two papers before? Why is there only one left?

"You heard right. That kid in your department proved the weak BSD conjecture. The relevant paper will be published in the next issue of the Annals of Mathematics!"

That's right. The person calling Professor Li was Professor Yang, the director of the Mathematics Department, who was preparing to poach people.

"That's not right! Last time, that stinky brat told me that he had two papers to publish. Why is there only one left?" Professor Li asked, somewhat puzzled.

"That's right, there are two papers. One is the paper on the weak BSD conjecture, and the other is said to be a problem-solving tool. Speaking of which, Xiao Li, your information is quite accurate! You even know that kid is publishing two papers?" Professor Yang joked.

"Old Yang, please don't make fun of me! You also know that stinky brat is always giving me headaches. The press conference he held last time has made our entire Computer Science Department restless to this day.

You didn't see it! The media wanting to interview that kid has almost filled our Computer Science Department building."

Professor Li quickly took out Fang Yuan's achievements in computer science to show off.

Fortunately, that kid Fang Yuan created the new programming language S and is going to work on the operating system, a project that the country now attaches great importance to.

Otherwise, if Old Yang Tou came to ask for people, I wouldn't know how to refuse him.

"Alright! I'm not here to ask for people this time! Quickly put away your little thoughts!" Professor Yang said.

"What are you talking about? Then what instructions do you have for calling?" Professor Li didn't believe what this old fox said.

This old guy is really bad! I've suffered a lot at his hands.

"It's like this! I heard that Fang Yuan is about to graduate? Do you know what his plans are after graduation?" Professor Yang asked.

"This... I don't know either! He should stay at the school for further studies, right?" Professor Li said uncertainly.

"Xiao Li! I'm not saying this, but you're not optimistic about such an excellent student? You don't even know what his plans are after graduation. If you continue like this, our Mathematics Department will not be polite!" Professor Yang said, feeling that he wasn't living up to expectations.

Fang Yuan's achievements in both computer science and mathematics are no less than theirs.

Just the two achievements of the S language and the weak BSD conjecture are enough to be comparable to the achievements they have worked hard for most of their lives.

I'm not the kind of pedantic person. Whether Fang Yuan chooses mathematics in the future or continues to stay in computer science, it won't affect my appreciation for him.

This is the most outstanding young man in the country, and he graduated from our Kyoto University.

But now Professor Li is telling me that he doesn't know Fang Yuan's future plans?

Isn't this just waiting for others to snatch him away?

Let's not talk about the distant future. Just say the old guys next door at Tsinghua University. Since hearing this news, they haven't stopped.

They are single-mindedly trying to come to Kyoto University to poach people.

This is not just my petty trouble. Those old men can do anything.

If I'm not careful and those old things really snatch him away, where will I put my old face?

No, I can't let that kind of thing happen.

Since Xiao Li doesn't care about that little guy, I'll care about him for him!

Of course, it would be even better if I could poach that little thing to the Mathematics Department.

Thinking of this, Professor Yang hung up the phone directly, regardless of whether Professor Li still had something to say.

Professor Li was stunned by Old Yang Tou's sudden act of hanging up the phone.

The matter hasn't been finished yet! What is Old Yang Tou going to do?

Don't I need face?

Okay! In the eyes of this old man, there are not many people in the entire Kyoto University who need my face, but unfortunately, I am not one of the few.

......

After hanging up the phone, Professor Yang suddenly thought of a very serious matter.

It seems that I don't have Fang Yuan's contact information. How can I contact him?

This is a big deal!

At this time, the advantage of being the director of the Mathematics Department is reflected.

With one phone call, Professor Yang got Fang Yuan's contact information.

Not only that, but also the dormitory where Fang Yuan lives.

Okay, since I'm contacting him anyway, let my old bones go to their dormitory.

How long has it been since I came to the dormitory of undergraduate students?

Ten years? Or twenty years?

Anyway, it hasn't been a short time. I'll just take it as a way to reminisce about the time when I was young.

Kyoto University's limelight can be said to be at its peak during this period.

Waves of reporters were blocked outside the campus by them.

After all, Fang Yuan had already made arrangements with Professor Li that as long as he was still in the school, he would not accept any interviews.

He didn't want to spend the last period of his university life dealing with the media.

The closer he got to graduation, the more Fang Yuan cherished this last period of time.

Whether it was these lovely roommates or these classmates who made him feel close, even teachers like Professor Li, he was equally reluctant to leave.