Black Technology Incubation System

Professor Chloe just finished a class, went back to the office and sat down, and asked the students to prepare a cup of freshly ground coffee for themselves.

"Professor, there is a new manuscript," one of her doctoral students raised her head from the computer and said, "It's from IMath, and it's about Mersenne prime numbers."

"Did Yingguo use the computer to calculate any results?" She brushed her long hair behind her ears and sat in front of the computer.

"No, it's not. It is said that the individual proved Zhou's conjecture wrong and proposed a new law of distribution of Mersenne prime numbers." The student looked at the abstract and replied.

"Oh?" Professor Chloe smiled with interest. No one has made achievements in this field for a long time. I don't know if I can see surprises this time.

She is only forty, and the corners of her eyes are already stained with age, but her beauty is beyond the skin, her charm is still the same as before, and she is worthy of the title of mathematical rose when she smiles.

"Does the professor think he can solve it?" her student asked, with a face full of I don't believe that Mersenne primes are so easy to solve.

"Have you seen the proof process?" Professor Chloe had already opened the email and asked while browsing.

"I've seen it, but I don't really understand it." The student bowed his head a little ashamedly.

Professor Chloe did not blame him. She has always been a person who likes to encourage students, but said: "Then you have to read the sieve method again. The author has a thorough understanding of various methods of number theory, and combined the methods The length, coupled with geometric fractals, opened up another way, and found a new solution.”

She lowered her eyes, picked up a pen and wrote and drew on the draft paper: "I can't draw a conclusion right away, but I have a hunch that he is right."

The student also glanced at the dazzling proof process on the screen again, glanced at the page number, there were 48 pages, and gasped slightly.

Professor Chloe felt his shock, stopped writing, and glanced at the senior disciple who had not been able to do so well.

This student was her first entry into the family. At that time, she was inexperienced, and the other party didn't have a good foundation. Later, she was lucky enough to publish a few papers, and her mentality fluttered a lot. It's time for him to look at other people's solutions and realize that there are people outside of them. There is a day out of the sky.

She tapped lightly on the table with her left hand, and said in a pleasant voice that people could not wait to bang her head to death: "Please turn around, the second row of the bookshelf No. 13, [-], [-], three exercise sets are taken away, this month Get it done."

Ten days later, Gu Xingyi received an email that the manuscript was approved.

And of course, the routine reviewer compliments.

Although the reviewer's opinion, which was written by a student, was full of enigma and resentment, Gu Xingyi accepted it happily, and added the Paris Higher Normal School to his future Ph.D. reading intentions.

Mathematics masters were born in Bali, and the system formed almost monopolized European mathematics, and became the Mount Everest of the world's mathematics together with the Eagle State Purin system.

Although the name of the higher normal school is like a pheasant university, it is different from the domestic normal school which is a stable and hopeless professional choice for girls. The higher normal school believes that only the strongest talents can be the teacher's teacher, so it has a group of top scholars. The number of students is small but excellent, and it is also linked with the nearby science and technology to form a mathematics education group covering the entire Bali.

In other words, Fa people seem to have a true love for mathematics.

Gu Xingyi thought of the few French mathematicians and physicists he met in the project, each of them had a glow in their eyes when they deduced the formula.

"What are you thinking about?" The little junior sister bought a drink and gave him a cup of milk tea.

As soon as Gu Xing took it, his thoughts gradually returned: "The draft has just been finished."

"Is it the one on Mersenne prime numbers?" Xiang Chao's eyes widened slightly, "God, don't you need to revise it?"

"No need." What is a revision?nonexistent.

"Sure enough, I shouldn't talk to you, it's too damaging to people's self-confidence," Xiang Chao pressed his temple, "I was almost forced to death just to send a second district paper, you know, that perverted reviewer People killed me nine times, nine times!"

She made a comparison: "I can't even think about how he has the patience to spend a year with me. There was a period of time in between. Every morning I would stare at his mailbox and persuade myself not to send an email to tell him : 'sh＊g, whoever loves to write can write!', fortunately, I survived."

Shaking his head to Chao, he sighed exhausted physically and mentally. Obviously, this experience was extremely bad.

Gu had no common experience, passed the manuscript easily, and Xing Yi searched his stomach to find comforting words, and finally he could only silently prescribed orange juice for her and handed it to her hand: "Drink a drink and calm down."

"Let's enter the examination room." After finishing his pause with vigor and vitality, Xiang greeted Gu Xingyi to enter the examination room.

This is the annual exam of N University, which is particularly ceremonial.

Gu Xingyi was wearing formal attire, with a tight robe, a bachelor's cap in his hand, and a white carnation pinned to his chest.

This is just the first scene. In the next few days, it will turn pink, and in the last scene, it will turn into red carnations.

Don't ask how it became, it's because the blood vomited in the examination room was stained red!

The exam went well.

Even though Gu Xingyi has skipped countless courses and completely embarked on the road of private customized courses, he still takes four or five courses a day without any emptiness.

After the exam, his face was rosy and his expression was relaxed, making people suspect that he didn't go to the exam, but absorbed someone's energy.

Especially compared with Xiang Chao, who had dark circles under his eyes and looked depressed.

"Brother, did you go in and take some energy potion?" After the last exam, Xiang Chao politely sprayed champagne on Gu Xingyi listlessly, and yawned big in the post-exam carnival.

This is the tradition of N University. After watching the last scene, celebrate by throwing something on the candidates.

The only trouble is that you don't know what the excited relatives and friends of the test takers will throw, and at whom.

Gu Xingyi looked at the ribbons and foam flying all over the sky, with the wind under his feet, he moved like a fish swimming, easily avoided the indiscriminate attacks of a group of people, and pulled Xiang Chao away from the battle scene after the exam.

"It's not too tiring." Anyway, he didn't rely on the system to cheat, and Kao Shen said lightly, "It's just doing a few papers to relax."

"Let's go," waved to the shameless person, "Mom doesn't love you anymore, go away, don't let me see you."

Gu Xingyi just took off his half-wet suit jacket, shrugged helplessly: "Why don't I go to the professor's place to change clothes, and you can calm down by yourself?"

"Go," Xiang Chao was still immersed in the shock, "Remember where you put your clothes, the third cabinet!"

"Ok." Gu Xingyi gestured, then turned and went to Professor Boertu's office.

However, the old man God did not intend to let go of Gu Xingyi who pretended to be a force and ran away.

"Brother Gu." A student in formal attire and pink carnations stopped him.

Gu Xing raised his head and sized him up. He has black hair, black eyes, cold white skin, high nose, deep eyes and deep contours. He is suspected to be of North Korean blood. It is estimated that he is on the second or third day of the exam today. He is in good spirits, and his grades are probably not bad. .

At least it's not like fishing for a semester, life and death for a week.

"You are?" the handsome young man still had his coat in his arms, and asked politely, his smile blooming like a red plum under the moon, and he could kill with one blow.

August pressed his chest, trying his best to suppress the surging excitement in his heart, but his face blushed uncontrollably: "My name is August, a freshman from the School of Physics, and I have something to give to you."

"Huh? Has anyone delivered something to me?" Gu Xingyi asked confusedly without realizing it for a while.

Then, he watched helplessly as the other person's face turned red into a tomato.

The situation was not right, Gu Xingyi had an ominous premonition in his heart.

As if to fulfill his idea, student August shyly took out a small box of chocolates from his pocket, the box was still in the shape of a heart!

"Student Gu, I've been watching you for a long time, I like you, can you date me?"

Gu Xingyi's mind went blank for a moment, probably like thunder rolling down his head.

[Wait, everything, I was confessed by a boy? ]

[Yes, the host, after 20 years of soloing in the mother's womb, you finally met a suitable boy to confess your love, do you want to think about it? ] The system flipped through Gu Xingyi's first half of his life, and continued to add, [This time, you can't reject the 23 girls with sexual orientation questions like you did to the [-] girls you rejected before. ]

[No, I just want to study, mathematics, physics, chemistry, biology, so many beauties are waiting for my favor. ]

Thus, August watched Gu Xing gradually restrain his smile.

His natural femininity often has a kind of indisputable beauty, but when he takes off his usual gentle smile, the gradually sharpened outline also shows a kind of shocking coldness.

"Excuse me," Gu Xingyi pushed his chocolate box back, "May I ask if you can mentally calculate the seven-digit four arithmetic operations, such as 9875619÷7635809? Can you mentally calculate infinite series? Can you dictate the proof of Fermat's last theorem?" ?”

"Ah, I..." August silently clutched the cheat sheet in his pocket. When he was doing his homework before, he didn't confess his love and had to answer math questions. In the end, he stammered and tried to restore his dignity, "I am study physics."

"Oh," Gu Xing nodded, then turned his head and gave him the physics trilogy, "Do you know the ks density functional? Do you know the theory of relativity? At least the Schrödinger equation can be solved in seconds, right?"

No, it won't.August was completely stunned, his face full of confusion about who I am, where I am, and what I want to do.

The gloomy sky finally couldn't hold back, and it started to rain.

Gu Xing sighed, kindly took out the folding umbrella he carried with him from his bag, and stuffed it into his hand: "I'm young, I haven't read the book well, so learn how to fall in love like others."

He turned his head and left in a particularly ruthless manner. When he turned his head, unexpectedly, he met Brother Lou's complicated eyes.