Zhaojue Temple in the early morning is surrounded by clear mist. The mountain light is pleasing to the birds, and the scenery is so empty that one's heart is empty.

There were many trees on the mountain, so it was particularly refreshing. She tried her best to take a few more breaths of fresh air.

Qin Jingyu slept until dawn last night and was about to go out when he saw Bo Hanting coming back from his morning run.

She was ashamed of herself for being such a self-disciplined person.

Bo Hanting saw Qin Jingyu going out and said, "Wake up."

She nodded.

"How did you sleep last night?"

"Good."

"That's fine." Bo Hanting paused and said, "Wait for me to change clothes and take you to breakfast."

Qin Jingyu did not forget to remind, "Uncle, where is my computer?"

"I'll give it to you after you eat."

She shrugged, okay.

Anyway, the whole night has passed, and there is still time for breakfast.

Bo Hanting went back to his room to take a quick shower and change his clothes. Qin Jingyu smelled the unique sandalwood fragrance on his clean clothes.

She sniffed and said, "Uncle, have all your clothes been scented with incense in advance?"

"Do you like this smell?" The man lowered his eyes and looked at her.

Qin Jingyu nodded. This scent is unique and better than the perfumes on the market.

"I'll send someone to deliver some to you then."

"Okay."

Breakfast was eaten in the cafeteria of the temple. Since they lived in a temple, they naturally had to follow the local customs, so Bo Hanting never let the monks in the temple bring them meals. He always came to the cafeteria.

However, the fasting time in the temple is very fixed. If you come late or early, you will not be able to eat. Fortunately, she woke up in time today.

When they went, most of the monks had already finished eating and were about to chant sutras as usual in the morning.

The monks here seemed to know Bo Hanting, and would greet him when they saw him. They were curious about Qin Jingyu, a new face, but they would not come up to ask rashly.

Bo Hanting made two bowls of porridge and cabbage, while Qin Jingyu followed behind and picked up some steamed buns.

"I'm going to force you to eat vegetarian food for two days." Bo Hanting said with a smile.

"Anyway, my uncle treated me to a big dinner last night, and it was just a two-day vegetarian meal." Qin Jingyu returned jokingly. She found that Bo Hanting was more relaxed when he came to Zhaojue Temple than when he was outside. , it is easier to talk, maybe because of the holy land of the Buddhist temple, even the cold eyebrows are softened.

Bo Hanting chuckled, "Okay, I'll take you to something delicious when we get down from the mountain."

Not to cause any trouble to the monks in the temple, we had breakfast before the cafeteria closed.

When she returned to the yard, Yi Zheng indeed delivered the new computer and placed it in her room.

"Then I'll sort out the papers first?" Qin Jingyu pointed at the computer.

Bo Hanting nodded: "Go."

"Then why are you going, uncle?" she asked curiously.

"I'll go find Master Huineng and call you during lunch."

Also, Bo Hanting is much more familiar with Zhaojue Temple than she is, so there is no need for her to worry about him meeting him or anything.

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After Qin Jingyu returned to the room, he turned on the computer and began to organize the paper based on memory.

While sorting out the paper on twin prime numbers, Chen He sent her good news and told her that the development of the cat-and-mouse game had been initially formed, and asked her when she would be free to go to the studio to play.

She replied that she would go to the studio to have a look after this period of busy work.

Regarding the fact that Qin Jingyu and others won awards at the Olympic Games, Chen He had already read the reports. He just wanted to say that Qin Jingyu was worthy of being Qin Jingyu. He won two gold medals for China in his first international competition.

Now the development of the cat and mouse game has been initially completed. If the game is released, it will be both fame and fortune.

Chen He replied: [Okay, call me when you are free, wait for you to come to the studio, and celebrate your award by the way. My brother and the others are not ordinary curious about you. 】

Qin Jingyu curled his lips: [No problem. 】

After chatting with Chen He, she continued to organize the paper. She found that Professor Thomas's new tool was really useful and could help her save a lot of calculation steps. It seemed that she was going to send an email to tell Thomas that the new tool was included in her paper. Here, I also want to sign his paper.

At the same time, she discovered that, just as Professor John said and her original idea of ​​solving the Riemann Hypothesis from twin prime numbers, since they are numbers, they must have something in common.

After the twin prime numbers were solved, it did not live up to her expectations. She did have an idea.

But if you want to prove the Riemann Hypothesis, you need to use a powerful computing tool. The biggest gain from this lecture at Princeton University is not only the solution to the twin prime conjecture, but also Professor Thomas's new computing tool.

It's just that this new computing tool still needs improvement. I don't know if Professor Thomas is willing to spend time. This still has to wait until he sends an email to the other party.

She remembered that when Professor John Wish signed the book when she left, he also wrote a sentence on it.

"If you prove the prime number theorem, you will be immortal."

This is such an attractive sentence. She wants to become an immortal in mathematics like other previous mathematicians in the field of mathematics.

This is another goal of hers besides following in her father's footsteps.

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It was almost noon when someone knocked on the door, probably calling her to go to the cafeteria for a fast meal. After all, if she missed the meal time, she wouldn't have anything to eat.

He turned his stiff neck, thinking that the person knocking on the door would be Bo Hanting, but it turned out to be Shanhe, a novice monk whom he had met yesterday.

Qin Jingyu smiled and said, "Little Master Shanhe, are you okay?"

"Master Master and Donor Bo asked me to come over and ask you to have a fast meal."

"Thank you."

Shan He looks very honest and cute, especially his round little bald head. Yesterday, she saw Master Huineng touch it, and she was itching to touch it.

But I endured it.

I saw Shan He's clear black eyes rolling, "I heard from Master, are you the son of Donor Bo?"

Qin Jingyu: "——!"

Explained: "No, I am his nephew."

"Ah, it turns out they are not father and son."

She shook her head.

Do not believe rumors, do not pass rumors!

"But you are both very good-looking." Shanhe continued: "You and Donor Bo are the most beautiful people I have ever seen in temples and schools."

When Qin Jingyu heard this, he couldn't help but squat down, look at him levelly, and tease him, "Then who is more beautiful, me or Donor Bo?"

"This..." Shanhe looked at the good-looking young man in front of him and felt embarrassed.

Finally, he said: "Bo Donor is better looking."

Qin Jingyu clicked his tongue. Sure enough, Bo Hanting's face looked like a murderer for men, women, old and young.

After thinking about it, he took out his pocket again, took out a chocolate candy, and said seductively: "Tell me I'm better looking, and I'll give you the candy."

It can be seen that Shanhe's eyes lit up when he saw the chocolate in Qin Jingyu's hand, but he did not take it. Instead, he said righteously: "Although I really want the candy in your hand, the master taught me However, monks do not lie. Brother, even if you hear what you want, it is still a lie to you."

Qin Jingyu was stunned: "Uh..."

It's over, she was lectured by a young novice, and what he said was completely reasonable, which made her look like a despicable person.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm just kidding, brother, I'll treat you to some sweets."

Shan He chuckled and took the chocolate from Qin Jingyu's hand, "Thank you, brother."

"In exchange, can brother touch your head?" Her hands were really itchy.

Shanhe said seriously: "No one can touch the little novice monk's head except the great master."

Qin Jingyu was embarrassed again, "Then...then you pretend I didn't say anything."

Forget it, my hands aren’t very itchy!

The next second, Shan He said again: "But Master also said that if I am willing, it should be okay, so I am willing to let you touch my bald head, brother."

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