Chapter 543

"Well, I'm interested." Zhou's conjecture, which Qin Luo proved last time, has something to do with Mason's primes.

Hearing Qin Luo's words, a faint smile appeared on the face of the old man, and he said cheerfully: "Messen primes are the most dazzling pearls in the mathematics world. You are very discerning in choosing the young man of Mason primes."

Qin Luo smiled and didn't speak. To be honest, Qin Luo really wanted to choose, but in the end he didn't have a choice.

"By the way, young man, what about your achievements? Didn't you find a place? It doesn't matter, I'll let you." As he spoke, he was about to gather his own posters.

Qin Luo quickly stopped him and said with a smile, "No need for a professor, I didn't prepare in advance."

"Oh, that's a pity." The old man smiled, still took the poster down, and said, "Young man, we are destined to meet again."

Waving at Qin Luo, the old man walked towards the lecture hall with his academic achievements.

As he walked, he took out a red invitation card from his pocket.

The invitation seems familiar, and I seem to have one too.

Seeing the old man's back disappear into the corner, Qin Luo's mouth twitched wildly.

Just now, he was still regretting what happened to the old man, but in the next second, reality gave Qin Luo a solid slap.

Are all Princeton professors so skinny? Shaking his head, Qin Luo continued to walk forward.

Just like climbing up the hillside will inevitably face the trough, after the previous deduction of the Mersenne primes, it is difficult for Qin Luo to be interested in other results.

Even if there is, most of the arguments are very messy and illogical.

Looking at the time, it was already 8.30, and there was less than half an hour before the start of the report. Qin Luo began to search for Wang Xuecai and others in the crowd.

Soon, he found it.

It's just a little bit different from what he thought, Wang Xuecai blushed and seemed to be arguing with others.

what's the situation?

Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and walked towards Sun Zhendong's location.

Before Qin Luo approached, he heard Wang Xuecai's voice: "Sun Zhendong, you are trying to prove Goldbach's conjecture, and you don't even look at how much you have."

"..."

As soon as he heard it, Qin Luo knew what was going on, and Wang Xuecai met Sun Zhendong!

Thinking about it, Sun Zhendong himself is a "professor of the United States", and it is not surprising that he met him at the Princeton Annual Report.

However, Qin Luo was a little stunned that he did not expect that Sun Zhendong also wanted to prove Goldbach's conjecture.

Emmmm, Qin Luo doesn't know whether to call Sun Zhendong tough or tough.

Well, there's not much difference between the two anyway.

Separating the crowd, Qin Luo walked to Wang Xuecai's side.

Seeing Qin Luo, Wang Xuecai's face suddenly burst into a bright smile. He pulled Qin Luo to the front of the poster and said, "It's just in time. Come and see if Sun Zhendong's proof is a nonsense!"

Qin Luo looked at it seriously, then nodded and said, "It's not like shit, but there's not much right."

During the whole proof process, it was an accident that Goldbach wrote the words correctly, Qin Luo didn't think he had anything correct.

"What did you say? Say it again?" Hearing Qin Luo's words, Sun Zhendong suddenly became anxious.

This extension of Goldbach's conjecture was his team's long-lasting masterpiece, just to wash away the shame, but now Qin Luo said it was worthless.