Chapter 1481 Miracle of the Nib
But now, Mori Shigefumi gave himself a whole afternoon.
But won't he cause public outrage by doing so?
After hesitating for a moment, Qin Luo slowly said: "Professor Mori Shigefumi, it is undeniable that my argument does take a long time, but is it unfair to leave the whole afternoon to me?"
Mori Shigefumi's approach is very good to himself, but it seems a little unfriendly to others.
In essence, Qin Luo is a fair person, he doesn't like to take up other people's time...
"Hahaha! Regarding this point, Professor Qin can rest assured that this is a decision we have discussed together, and there is nothing fair or unfair." Before Mori Shigefumi could speak, someone in the crowd had already explained loudly. , "We have discussed with several of us, and we are willing to donate our report time to Professor Qin Luo."
This is a middle-aged man with blond hair, a high nose bridge, thick lips, and serious eyes.
Qin Luo was no stranger to the middle-aged man in front of him. He was a professor at Oxford University, one of the four famous universities in the world, Royce.
According to the original arrangement of the International Mathematical Association, he was one of the many speakers in the afternoon.
But now he is the first to stand up and say to give up time, willing to give up the hard-won chance to be on stage for Qin Luo.
"Yes, this is our common choice."
"We also want to witness the birth of the legend..."
"Professor Qin, just accept it..."
"..."
One, two, three...
In an instant, more than a dozen professors stood up one after another.
Unanimously, they chose to give up the original reporting time and leave the time to Qin Luo.
At this moment, Qin Luo felt an incomparable honor and a heavy pressure.
In the face of everyone's hopes, he must succeed.
"Thank you, Professor Mori Shigebun, I will definitely not let you down." Qin Luo smiled, glanced at everyone's faces, and said seriously: "I won't let everyone down either."
"Snapped……"
"Clap clap..."
"Clap clap clap..."
For a while, there was warm applause at the scene.
Amidst the bursts of applause, Qin Luo took firm steps to board the report platform of Fields, the highest award in mathematics.
"Thank you for giving me this opportunity, let us witness the birth of a legend..."
While speaking, Qin Luo picked up the marker pen and walked straight to the whiteboard.
“假设:Pi(N)≡INT{N×(1-1/P1)×(1-1/P2)×…×(1-1/Pm)+m-1}……”
“Sha(N)≡2/(1+√(1-4/Ln(N)))×N/Ln(N)≥N/(Ln(N)-1)”
"Gpi(N)≡Ctwin×K×4/N×Pi(N/2)×(Pi(N)-Pi(N/2))"
"..."
Without too much nonsense, Qin Luo wrote straight away.
With the beating of the pen tip, line after line of formulas are vividly displayed on the paper.
Guess!
He is going to be on Fields' platform today to complete his long-standing goal and prove the "Goldbach" conjecture.
He wants to make the theory that has been dusty for a hundred years be proved today.
Gsha(N)≡Ctwin×K×4/N×Sha(N/2)×(Sha(N)-Sha(N/2))
K=∏((1-1/Pc)/(1-2/Pc))≥1
"..."
Qin Luo kept writing, and in just ten minutes, Qin Luo had already written dozens of lines of calculations.
"Huh..." Seeing more than 20 whiteboards on the podium, Mori Shigefumi let out a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had prepared enough whiteboards this time.