Chapter 543 Professor, Hello Skin
"Well, I'm interested." Zhou's conjecture that Qin Luo proved last time has something to do with Mersenne prime numbers.
Hearing Qin Luo's words, a faint smile appeared on the old man's face, and he said heartily: "Mersenne prime numbers are the most dazzling pearls in the mathematics world. You have a good eye for choosing Mersenne prime numbers, young man."
Qin Luo smiled and didn't speak. To be honest, Qin Luo really wanted to choose, but it turned out that he had no choice.
"By the way, young man, where is your result? Did you not find a place? It doesn't matter, I will let you." As he said that, he was about to tear off his poster.
Qin Luo quickly stopped him, and said with a smile: "No professor, I didn't prepare in advance."
"Oh, that's a pity." The old man smiled, took down the poster as usual, and said, "Let's meet again by fate, young man."
Waving to Qin Luo, the old man walked towards the lecture hall with his academic achievements.
While walking, he took out a red invitation card from his pocket.
The invitation seems familiar, and I seem to have one too.
Watching the old man's back disappear around the corner, the corners of Qin Luo's mouth twitched wildly.
It's just that it's a bit different from what I imagined. Wang Xuecai's face was red at the moment, as if he was arguing with others.
Forget it, anyway, there is not much difference between the two.
Just like climbing up a hill, you will inevitably face a trough. After the previous deduction of Mersenne prime numbers, it is difficult for Qin Luo to be interested in other results.
As soon as he heard it, Qin Luo knew what was going on. Wang Xuecai met Sun Zhendong!
However, what surprised Qin Luo was that he didn't expect that Sun Zhendong also wanted to prove Goldbach's conjecture.
Princeton professors, are they all so skinny?Shaking his head, Qin Luo continued to walk forward.
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Even if there are, most of the arguments are very messy and illogical.
Soon, he found it.
Parting the crowd, Qin Luo walked to Wang Xuecai's side.
emmmmm, Qin Luo doesn't know whether to say that Sun Zhendong is hard-headed, or that he is hard-headed.
Just now, he was still regretting what happened to the old man, but in the next second, reality slapped Qin Luo firmly.
Thinking about it, Sun Zhendong himself is a "professor from the United States", and it is not surprising to meet him at the Princeton annual report.
what's the situation?
Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and walked towards Sun Zhendong's location.
Looking at the time, it was already 8.30, less than half an hour before the start of the report, Qin Luo began to search for Wang Xuecai and others in the crowd.
Before Qin Luo approached, he heard Wang Xuecai's voice: "Sun Zhendong, you are trying to prove Goldbach's conjecture in vain, and you don't even look at how much you have."
Seeing Qin Luo, Wang Xuecai's face burst into a bright smile, he pulled Qin Luo to the front of the poster, and said, "It's just in time, let's see if Sun Zhendong's proof is nonsense!"
Qin Luo looked at it seriously, then nodded and said: "It's not that the shit doesn't make sense, but there's not much right about it."
During the entire proof process, except for the correct writing of Goldbach, Qin Luo didn't think there was anything wrong with him.
"What did you say? Say it again?" Hearing Qin Luo's words, Sun Zhendong was anxious.
This extension of Goldbach's conjecture is a masterpiece of his team that took a long time to wash away the shame, but now it is said to be worthless by Qin Luo.