The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

There are more and more pieces of paper for calculations.

Assume results, calculate arguments, and overturn equation structures.

Once again, assume the outcome... and so on.

Pan Shu was immersed in Wang Yang's mathematical theory, "No, this is still wrong."

"Based on Heavis' understanding of equation formulas and related parameters..."

Something flashed through her mind for a moment.

If we follow Hewes's thinking, this is undoubtedly a dead end that will lead to a bloody head-on collision.

Therefore, no matter how many mathematicians follow, they are actually subconsciously following the line of Hewes' argument.

Didn't they notice?

Maybe they didn't find it, maybe they did, but they deliberately ignored it, because if they didn't follow the path Hevis walked, they would undoubtedly have to forge a new path on their own.

First of all, no one can find another way. Secondly, if you really go your own way, then Hewes's conjecture will be overturned again, and new problems will arise again.

This is a very thankless thing.

Pan Shu closed the pen, held the pen cap and rotated it several times with her slender fingers.

Half a month has passed.

With just one month left, not only must he thoroughly explain the Heavis conjecture from beginning to end, but he must also re-establish an indestructible original theory to establish his own argument and make it stand firm.

This is undoubtedly difficult.

Compared with other players, Pan Shu's time is tighter.

But she knew that if this idea was really realized...

She will be outstanding, and Pan Shu is sure that no one will beat her in the first round.

Pan Shu is very confident about this.

It was pitch black outside the window, and there was not even a moon tonight. Pan Shu found a call record on her cell phone.

——32 seconds.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"Wen Li just called you. I saw that you were calculating very carefully. If you didn't hear it, I picked it up for you..."

"Really? What did you tell him?"

"I imitate your voice... and tell him to go back."

Ban Shu raised her eyebrows and said, "Qiqi, you are lying."

No matter how intelligent the system is, it is not human.

Human beings are the best at lying. It is precisely because of their intelligence that they have been able to develop their own civilization and have since established boundaries with other species.

There are only differences between humans and other species.

Human beings stand at the top of the food chain. With the development of civilization for thousands of years, human beings are very good at telling lies. Because they have high IQs, they can choose what they want to say and what they can say.

And the system's lies are clumsy and full of loopholes.

Pan Shu couldn't figure out why the system did this.

To be honest, Pan Shu didn't care.

But Pan Shu would never tolerate the system making decisions for herself behind her back.

If it acquiesces this time, it will do it again next time, even more egregiously.

In Pan Shu's eyes, the system is like a child with a three-year-old mind. She is now telling it bit by bit what it can and cannot do.

After all, how much weight does Wen Ru have in her heart?Can it be compared with Qiqi?

Only Pan Shu herself knew this.

She does not lack people who are good to her, there are too many people who are good to her.

Those men could not wait to give her everything they had in exchange for Pan Shu's meager pity.

There are too many people who are crazy about her and regard her as a god.

"You can't do this next time. I'm very angry. You can't make decisions for me privately. You can choose not to answer the call, or you can tell me honestly and don't lie to me."

"I hate it when people lie to me."

The system current is slightly disordered.

If it knew what this emotion was like in the human world, it would call it panic.

There is also a trace of indescribable grievance.

"I, I just don't want him to bother you..."

"What else?" Ban Shu raised her eyebrows.

Seeing that Panshu was still willing to talk to him, System's depressed mood became excited again.

Unconsciously following the trap in Pan Shu's words, she stupidly jumped directly, "I hate hearing violence."

"I don't like your special treatment of Wen Zhu. I don't want you to say a lot to him... I'm not happy. I don't know what it feels like to be unhappy at all. I heard that humans will cry when they are unhappy and laugh when they are happy. I I really want to cry right now...but I don't know what it feels like to cry...I heard that if you want to cry, you will feel very sad and sad..."

"Wait a minute, I get it."

Where are you giving me the matryoshka doll here?

"Qiqi, you can't do this next time," Pan Shu understood the system. Is this the psychology of children competing for favor?perhaps? "You chose me to do these tasks. You know my past and who I really am. I don't belong to this world... You don't have to worry about this. We are grasshoppers on the same rope. You He is my most important and closest person."

The system selectively listens to only the last sentence.

Feeling the system's emotion called joy, Pan Shu helplessly raised her lips, "Are you happy?"

"Yeah." The system pretended to be cold again.

Pan Shu casually ate a small box of cherry tomatoes and then continued to engage in a new round of calculations.

A whole month and a half, the last day.

Pan Shu neatly bound a thick pile of A4 paper printed with black characters and put it into the document bag.

In the National Mathematics Exchange Hall, the first round of competition starts in 15 minutes.

Everyone is already here.

Luo Shengning had been standing at the door of the venue waiting for her, fearing that Pan Shu would be late, and made numerous phone calls during the period.

Seeing Pan Shu coming, his high-pitched heart slowly dropped and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, strong surprise appeared in his eyes.

Luo Shengning could even hear his own heartbeat, and he thought Pan Shu must have heard it.

Otherwise, why would she laugh...

Pan Shu's every move had a different meaning in the young man's eyes.

into the infield.

The seven top mathematicians were deeply impressed by this beautiful and incredible girl from the first time they met.

Especially Luo Shengning... This kid from the Luo family has thoughts about this little girl at first glance.

This one after another, that diligent energy...

Not to mention anything else, just based on appearance, the Luo boy is barely worthy of her.

Climb high, climb high...

Zhu Miancheng slowly wiped his beard and turned around to see the radiant eyes of his incompetent son...

The old man's heart skipped a beat.

Is it possible that that boy also likes this little girl?

In the first round of the competition, the contestants handed over their paper drafts to the judges. Each judge was responsible for one of the seven conjectures, but that does not mean that the judge was the contestant's main rater.

It's just that each of the judges is more successful at a certain conjecture.

Zhu Rongheng's posture was lazy, but his deep voice was clear and magnetic, echoing in the hall for a long time.

"The first contestant, Zhang Xiang from Yanghe Middle School, please start your discussion."

Zhang Xiang handed the manuscript to the judges, "Teacher Luo Jibing."

Luo Jibing was the mathematician that Pan Shu saw from the outer hall last time, who won the Larry Betz Award for his "Napon's Four-Dimensional Conjecture".

"Hello everyone, hello fellow judges and teachers... I am Zhang Xiang from Yanghe Middle School. My research topic is the 'Drei Bha Conjecture', about the bha hypothesis..."