Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted loudly: "I understand! Xueba, you are inspiring us!"

"It must be so!"

"Xueba, we will definitely live up to your hopes and surpass you!"

"..."

For a time, excited voices came and went, and Qin Luo, who was the party, was immediately stunned.

Heaven and earth conscience, he didn't mean to motivate them in the slightest, he just wanted to pretend to be coercive and squeeze a little points.

But he never expected that things would go way beyond his expectations.

"Cough, I repeat again, this is not an incentive, this is a fact!" Qin Luo said solemnly, holding back the twitching of the corner of his mouth.

"Xueba, stop talking, we all understand."

You know shit! You don't know anything!

"..." Qin Luo opened his mouth and was speechless.

"Ding, the host's knowledge has conquered all the scumbags, and the academic value is +56"

"...Scholarship value +87..."

"..." Qin Luo let out a long sigh of relief after a few hundred points of academic hegemony was credited.

Mosquito's legs are small, that's meat, Qin Luo is not picky eaters.

"Damn it!" Seeing the scene in front of him, Sun Huafei was about to explode with anger.

He really couldn't understand, Qin Luo was obviously pretending to be coercive! He was obviously so hateful, but many contestants seemed to be obsessed and convinced him.

His face became more and more gloomy, as if he was about to fall out of the water!

"Hmph, I'll see how long you can be proud, when I prove Zhou's conjecture, hum..." Sun Hua sneered in his heart.

The National Judgment has completely failed, IMO is completely insulated from it, and now his only chance is to prove Zhou's conjecture!

An imperfect proof of Poincaré's theory is never as good as a perfect proof of a conjecture.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the door of the auditorium was violently pushed open, and a man with gold-rimmed glasses hurried in.

He was about thirty years old, dressed in sportswear and flushed.

"Teacher, Princeton has replied!" He blushed and held up the envelope in his hand.

Princeton Reply? Princeton University!

For a time, everyone was full of doubts. Could it be that Yan Da and Princeton have any big moves?

Everyone was stunned, but Wang Xuecai and others were extremely excited.

Others don't know what Princeton stands for, but they do.

"Show me quickly." Wang Xuecai stepped forward and grabbed the envelope in the young man's hand.

Princeton University, Professor Deligne sent:

Tear off the cover, and inside is a "Journal of Mathematics"!

Math Journal!

Wang Xuecai's eyes suddenly widened, and even his body began to tremble violently.

"Journal of Mathematics" is the world's top and most authoritative mathematics journal, because its publisher is officially Princeton University! His editor-in-chief is Professor Deligne.

Every paper and every theory published on it needs to be reviewed by Deligne, and it is the dream of countless mathematicians to be able to publish a paper on it.

"Gulu~" Zhou Haizhong swallowed and said slowly: "Qian Xuesen's question may be answered today."

Qian Xuesen's question!

People who heard this were all shocked, and after a while, they must have doubts in their hearts.

What kind of outstanding person can answer Qian Laozhi's question?

"It won't be Qin Luo, will it?"

"How is that possible, that's a math journal!"

"Last time I heard that the Wang Yuan is doing a second derivation of the Mersenne primes, I think it's probably him..."

"..."

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