It was noon.
Nine boards …
Ten boards …
The 14 blank boards were already filled up.
The reporters were also hurriedly making calls back.
"Come quickly, something has happened!"
"What's the matter?"
"It's not something that can be explained in just a few sentences. Hurry up and get a few people over with some equipment. Also, remember to inform the newspaper firm that we must keep it on the headlines this afternoon!"
"Ah? Headlines? "
"Right!"
"But today's headlines have already been set since this morning. They've already prepared the news of Jiaqi having an extramarital affair. Are you sure that the news on your end will be bigger?"
"I'm very sure! What's the big deal about Jiaqi having an extramarital affair! Even if she jumps off a building, we still have to move the headlines back! My end will be breaking news! It involves the country's honor! "
"Alright, I understand! Help will be here soon! "
"Come quickly, I'll explain the details to you all when you're on the way!"
In front.
Zhang Ye was still working on the proof and calculations.
A large group of mathematicians from various countries had gathered behind him. Many of them were holding pens and trying to calculate with him, verifying the formulas and calculations on the boards. But after some of them followed Zhang Ye and tried to calculate for a while, they facepalmed and gave up. Some of them were still persisting, but after a while, they slowly gave up as well!
Why?
Because they couldn't keep up!
They couldn't keep up at all!
There was a female mathematician from England and two male mathematicians from France who were experts in one of the formulas that Zhang Ye had written. The three of them gathered together and tried to calculate at Zhang Ye's pace. In the end, they realized that they did not need to think about how to proceed with the calculations, nor did they need to consider the steps and sequence like Zhang Ye did. All they needed to do was verify whether Zhang Ye's calculations were correct or not. But even so, they still could not keep up with him. When they were trying to verify a formula that Zhang Ye had written on the board, they were still going around in circles for a few minutes, while Zhang Ye was already working on his third formula. He had switched to another board!
What a freak!
Did you eat a rocket or something!?
The mathematicians were once again aghast. Just like what those foreign contestants had said, this was too fucking fast. Didn't you need to do a rough draft of the calculations? With such a large set of formulas and calculations, you did it all mentally? And without any hesitation at all? So many of us mathematicians were helping you calculate, yet we still could not do it? By the time we finished counting one, you had already written down three? Not as fast as someone like you who can calculate, think, and organize at the same time?
Some people had already given up.
A few people were still slowly following Zhang Ye's deduction. If they couldn't keep up with Zhang Ye's pace, then so be it. They would slowly prove the calculations in front of them first before doing anything else.
Time ticked by.
Many tourists found a place to sit down. Some ate, some drank.
The reporters also took some time to rest. Other than a few cameramen from the television station who were still recording, everyone was replenishing their food. Otherwise, no one would be able to hold on.
Zhang Ye was the same. He was not made of iron. Rumble, rumble. His stomach growled, but he did not stop writing. Instead, he stretched out a hand to rub his stomach.
Huang Lingling had been watching Zhang Ye from the side. She was very observant and could tell immediately. She said timidly, "Teacher Zhang, are, are you hungry?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "A little."
Huang Lingling immediately said, "Then you can go eat first!"
Everyone was startled. Hungry? Yeah, he had been writing for the whole morning!
"Eat?" Zhang Ye smacked his lips and turned around to look. Whoa, why were there so many people behind him? They had surrounded him from all directions!
Hearing that, Xin Ya took the initiative to walk over and said, "I have some bread here. Make do with it." After saying that, she took out the bread that she had brought with her from her bag. There was even a beautiful layer of ketchup on it. At this critical juncture, she and the other members of the Chinese mathematics world clearly did not want Zhang Ye to stop. Sometimes, when it came to mathematics, one had to rely on inspiration. If he stopped now and his train of thought was broken, that would be bad. Although Xin Ya had been ridiculed by Zhang Ye for a long time at the beginning, when it came to the honor of the country and the Chinese mathematics world, Xin Ya's stand was still very clear. Without a doubt, they would definitely support Zhang Ye to continue solving the problem!
Zhang Ye glanced at the bread and said in disdain, "I don't like tomato flavored bread."
Xin Ya nearly wanted to punch him, "....."
Zhang Ye blinked and said, "Is there any chocolate flavored bread?"
Xin Ya was itching to try it. How could he still be so picky at a time like this?
Zhang Ye coughed and said, "I can barely accept cantaloupe flavored bread."
The young mathematician who had previously clashed with Zhang Ye hesitated for a while before helplessly unzipping his bag, revealing a carton of milk and a chocolate cake. As they knew that the Math Olympiad would last for an entire day, and since it was not easy to buy food in Summer Palace Park, some people had prepared their own food in advance. He took out the box of cake and said, "How about chocolate cakes?"
Zhang Ye once again said in disdain, "It's a little too little."
The young mathematician's face darkened, "....."
"I'll make do with it." Zhang Ye brought the bread over and opened the packaging. He ate it in a few bites, but his eyes did not leave the young mathematician's bag. Instead, he stared at the carton of milk inside. He did not open his mouth, nor did he say anything. He just stared at the milk.
The young mathematician once again experienced Zhang Ye's unlikeable character. He speechlessly took out the milk and passed it to Zhang Ye. Actually, he was also hungry and thirsty.
Zhang Ye did not stand on ceremony and drank it immediately, "Thank you, my friend."
The young mathematician thought to himself, Who wants to be your friend!?
As he ate and drank, some of the other mathematicians also became hungry and started eating.
In the end, it was an old Chinese professor who had previously clashed with Zhang Ye. He took out a few dumplings that looked like dates. He opened one and was about to eat it, but Zhang Ye stared straight at him. As he drank his milk, he stared at the dumpling and did not say a word.
That old professor nearly fainted from anger. Why are you looking at my dumplings!?
Zhang Ye was still looking.
This fellow was now the center of attention. Everyone's eyes were on him. When they saw Zhang Ye looking in that direction, be it the tourists outside, the mathematicians in the yard, or the reporters, they all looked over at the old professor. When they saw the dumpling in his hands, the atmosphere became very strange!
The old professor almost vomited blood. Hundreds of eyes were staring at his Zongzi, and the scene was very quiet. No one made a sound. This kind of strange situation could not be described with words. Those who were not involved would not be able to understand the awkwardness in this situation. The old professor was also at his wit's end. He took out two dumplings and handed them to his disciple beside him, "Give them to... Teacher Zhang." Even though he was angry, he still felt that he should focus on the bigger picture. Besides, Zhang Ye had already displayed his amazing mathematical talent, so the old professor had no choice but to address him as "Teacher".
Zhang Ye waved his hand, "Thanks."
Xin Ya gave him a sideways glance, "If there's anything you need, just let us know. We'll get it done for you."
Zhang Ye nodded and blinked at Wu Zeqing, "President Wu, I don't think you have eaten yet. Then, do you still have any more dumplings?"
"Pfft!" Many of the park visitors burst out laughing!
You haven't even taken care of yourself and you still want to take care of President Wu?
The old professor nearly fainted from anger. How can you be so thick-skinned? You want to take my dumplings and sell them to President Wu as a favor?
When the other Chinese mathematicians heard this, they were all quite speechless. They were thinking to themselves, what kind of situation is this? Hurry up and write. Why are you still thinking of sucking up to the leaders of Peking University?!
Wu Zeqing smiled slightly.
Xin Ya stared at Zhang Ye, "I'll go and buy the food for President Wu."
Zhang Ye had wanted to say that Old Wu liked to eat lighter food, but he was too embarrassed to say it. He lowered his head and continued eating. After filling up two dumplings, he continued drinking milk. But towards the end, he felt uncomfortable all over. It wasn't that he had never drunk milk before, but with so many f * * king people staring at him, this was Zhang Ye's first time.
Forget it.
This bro will just continue writing.
After Zhang Ye was full, he quickly picked up his pen and continued with his argument. He had already filled up 17 whiteboards.
......
Forty minutes passed.
Suddenly, a mathematician's phone rang. After answering, he immediately said to the person beside him, "Elder Rong and Professor Qu have arrived."
Everyone was very excited!
Wang Yiming immediately said, "Let's go and receive them."
Xin Ya also went over, "I'll go too."
A group of people went over to receive them. Elder Rong and Professor Qu were the top mathematicians in China. They were even well-known seniors in the mathematics world. For example, Elder Rong had won three international mathematics awards. Although they weren't the most prestigious international awards, they weren't low either. The number of domestic mathematics awards he had won was too many to count. In the past, the American government had wanted to invite him, but they were rejected by Elder Rong. He had spent his entire life contributing to the Chinese mathematics cause. There was also Professor Qu, who was also a master in the international mathematics world. He had made great contributions to some of the scientific research projects in China. Last year, one of the highest honor awards in the Chinese scientific world was given to Professor Qu. His status was evident from this.
In front of the two of them, the Chinese mathematicians present were basically considered as students or juniors, so they naturally went over to receive them.
Not far away, Elder Rong and Professor Qu's silhouettes were slowly approaching. They looked very excited!
They did not come alone. There were two professors from Tsinghua University, a deputy director of a certain research institute, and an old academician who had retired for many years. All of them were well-known figures in the field and had rushed over after receiving the call. Everyone had looks of disbelief and surprise on their faces. If it were someone from another country who had taken a big step forward in solving Dale's Conjecture, they would only be impressed and appreciative, but not excited. But now that they knew from the call that this person was a Chinese mathematician, their feelings were naturally different!
Beautifully done!
They were really proud of them!
Elder Rong was an old man in his seventies or eighties. He was very fit and did not need any help or crutches to climb the stairs. It was as if his legs were more agile than most youngsters. His white hair was very short and he looked very spirited. When he saw Wang Yiming and the others from afar, he immediately called out energetically, "Haha, Little Wang!"
Wang Yiming quickened his steps, "Elder Rong."
Elder Rong immediately praised him, "Not bad, not bad at all. Dale's Conjecture has been dormant for decades, but you managed to push it forward?"
Wang Yiming exclaimed, "Me?"
Elder Rong was taken aback, "It wasn't you?"
They did not know the exact situation and were still discussing it on the way here. They all thought that it was one of the teachers who were taking part in the International Math Olympiad.
Wang Yiming smiled bitterly, "It wasn't me."
Professor Qu was slightly younger, but he was also in his sixties. When he heard that, he exclaimed in surprise and looked at Xin Ya, "Xin Ya? Could it be you, lass? "
The gazes of the group landed on Xin Ya's face.
Xin Ya was at a loss for words, "It wasn't me, I don't have that kind of ability."
The deputy director of a mathematics related research institute behind her was puzzled, "Then who was it? Professor Zhou? Or Professor Wu? I don't think the two of them specialize in mathematical theory, right? "
Professor Qu asked, "So which mathematician from our country is it?"
This was what everyone was wondering. Which one of their colleagues was so impressive?
Han Henian was inexperienced and just stood there without saying a word.
Wang Yiming, on the other hand, did not know how to answer, "Me, hai, all of you... you'll know when you see it."
Elder Rong wondered, "Heh, look at all of you, why are you still hesitating? Why don't you just say the name? I don't dare to speak about other fields, but in the mathematics world, I know all of the world's famous mathematicians."
Xin Ya smiled helplessly, "You might not even know this person."
"I don't know him?" Elder Rong did not believe it.
As they spoke, the group of people had already reached the courtyard.
The group of mathematicians who had just arrived had their appetites piqued as they looked towards the direction where the crowd was most concentrated. They could not see the person as there were too many people blocking their view, but they could see the dozens of whiteboards that had fallen to the side. When they saw the formulas and numbers, these people were like cats that had seen a mouse. Their eyes lit up and they all stopped in their tracks as they stared at the whiteboards one by one with extreme focus!
Suddenly, Elder Rong exclaimed, "Wonderful! This is too wonderful! "
Professor Qu took a quick look and could roughly guess the other party's idea of solving the problem. His eyes lit up as he clapped his hands and cheered, "What a great elliptic curve! To be able to think of such a simplified method, one must definitely be a genius! If this curve can be proven, then Dale's Conjecture will be more than half a success! I was wondering why you all were so anxious to gather all of us here! So someone has really advanced Dale's Conjecture to this stage?? "
An old professor from Tsinghua University laughed heartily, "Our country is going to be famous in the international mathematics world this time! Just this simplified method alone is priceless! "
Elder Rong anxiously walked in, "Who could it be? It's not you guys? When did our country's mathematics world have such an impressive mathematician? "
The others also followed him in. They were all anxious to catch a glimpse of the person's face.
The older he got, the closer he got!
He squeezed through the crowd and arrived!
When they saw the person's side profile, many of them were stunned.
Professor Qu was stunned, "So young?"
Elder Rong also did not react in time. He had thought that it would be an old man around his age, but he did not expect it to be a young lad. Mathematics was a subject that was different from other subjects. As the number of categories and knowledge involved was too large, it required a continuous accumulation and learning process to reach its peak. For a normal young man in his twenties, even if he was a genius who was more talented than anyone else, due to the short amount of learning time, he would not be able to absorb enough knowledge, so it was unlikely that he would be able to achieve much. To the mathematics world, in the international mathematics world, mathematicians who were younger than 40 years old were all called young mathematicians. This was an internationally recognized term.
So when they saw that this person was only in his twenties, everyone was stunned!
Then someone said again.
"Eh, this person looks really familiar?"
"Why does he look like a celebrity?"
"Right, that Brain Gold commercial, what was his name again?"
"Zhang Ye?"
"Right, he looks a little like Zhang Ye."
"Not bad, this young man is not bad at all. He's only in his twenties? He has such a bright future ahead of him! Which mathematical institution does he work at? Or is he still studying in university? "Elder Rong asked. He was very fond of this talent!
"You don't say, the more I look at him, the more he looks like that Zhang Ye." Professor Qu was not an old-fashioned person who did not watch television or follow the news, so he said with a smile.
Among the new wave of mathematicians, many of them were talking at once.
Wang Yiming coughed and rubbed his nose. After hesitating for a moment, he said to them, "It's not that he looks like Zhang Ye. This person … is Zhang Ye!"
As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to freeze, and it was silent for a second!
"Ah?"
"What did you say?"
"Zhang Ye?"
"Are you saying that these formulas and calculations were all written by a celebrity from the entertainment circle!?"
Wang Yiming nodded.
Xin Ya also gave a sheepish smile and acknowledged.
Professor Qu and the others, "..... ¥&%&¥# # @ @!!!!"
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