Lang rode a bamboo horse roaring

Bai Zhouyi immersed himself in writing for a long time. His desktop was rarely messy, the spread notes were full of handwriting, and the scattered paper towels were also full of formulas. He was holding a pen and scratching on his left arm. Offer your arm in time when you reach your elbow.

Lan Shan expected to contribute both hands, but unexpectedly, Bai Zhouyi gently pinched his wrist and wrote a few lines. Before Lan Shan could express his protest against the itchy pen tip, Bai Zhouyi After a pause, he said, "Okay."

Blue Mountain looked down, the last line on his arm was a word in italics, neither English nor French.

German

Blue Mountain didn't recognize it, but knew what it meant.

[It can be proved that the Riemann conjecture is established]

Lan Shan saw this line on the front page of Bai Zhouyi's notebook, and also asked Bai Zhouyi what it meant.

At that time, Bai Zhouyi said: "I will always write it down again."

On Lan Shan's strong and well-proportioned forearm, the ink at the end of the letter dragged inconspicuous traces.

Now it finally comes in handy.

Lan Shan raised his eyes, Bai Zhouyi's face was as calm as usual, only his eyes were shining with a breathtaking light.

He said word by word: "I proved it, Riemann conjectured."

Blue Mountain said, "Oh."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Bai Zhou said, "I won the bet."

Following these words, the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

He slightly increased the volume, and said again: "I won the bet."

Lan Shan also raised the corners of his mouth, he laughed and said, "Genius, awesome."

Lan Shan smiled and hugged Bai Zhouyi, but he pinched his chin and kissed him hard.

Bai Zhouyi seldom showed his emotions so much, Lan Shan indulged him, pampered him, and was happy for all his joys.

Lan Shan raised his head slightly, responding to Bai Zhouyi.

The snow is still falling one after another, and the house is already warm.

The team members in the same room came back from playing cards, opened the door and saw the fiery scene, one of them yelled, the other coughed, and knocked on the door with a low smile: "Brother, although I understand you, but Lan has to climb rocks tomorrow."

Hearing the sound, the two separated instantly. Bai Zhou looked normal, and after saying sorry, he gently licked the wound on his lips.Lan Shan's ears were reddish, and he whispered "putain (fuck)" before rushing back to his bed. When covering the quilt, he carefully exposed his left hand, for fear of erasing the proof notes of Riemann's conjecture.

Bai Zhouyi glanced at the opposite bed with a secret smile while putting away the tissue.

I don't know French very well, but I can speak dirty words easily.

After taking the train for about eleven hours and taking the bus for another hour, the rock climbing team finally settled in the hotel.

The elevator doors of small hotels in the mountains are all hand-held, and drinking water has to be fetched downstairs.

As soon as Bai Zhou found the paper, he carefully copied the certificate and verified it again. Lan Shan got up relieved and went to take a bath. Bai Zhou went downstairs with a kettle in his hand. On the way back to his room, he heard a few foreigners with English accents I was discussing that there was a young man asking for plastic bags everywhere, it seemed that he might have altitude sickness, or his brain was not working well...

Bai Zhou passed them all the way and swiped his card to enter.

Lan Shan washed quickly, and when Bai Zhou entered the door, he was already wearing a scarf around his waist and standing at the door of the bathroom with his upper body naked.

His side waist is thin, and his shoulders are thin but strong. If Bai Zhou didn't know him well, he would never have imagined the terrifying explosive power hidden in those smooth muscle lines.His hair was wet, and the water droplets slipped from the ends of the hair, along the chin and into the collarbone, gathered into a shallow puddle, and remained along the waist and abdomen, submerging into the hipbone.

He looked as sexy as a male model on the cover of a porn magazine.

But now the sexy male model is frowning and undoing the plastic bag on his left wrist. The red five-cent plastic bag randomly wrapped his forearm and tied a few knots. Lan Shan worked hard for a while and began to teeth.

It doesn't look very smart.

As soon as Bai Zhou came in and glanced at him, he instantly understood the identity of the idiot that the British guy was talking about knocking on the door in the hallway asking if there were any plastic bags, and who had plastic bags.

As soon as Bai Zhou opened the door, a cold wind was brought in, which made Lan Shan sneezed three times.

Bai Zhou put the kettle away, turned up the heat a few degrees, walked up to Lan Shan, snatched his wrist from the teeth, and said, "I'll do it."

Lan Shan didn't struggle, just stared at Bai Zhou's movements without blinking.There is still a ring hanging around his neck, and the thin dark green thread is tied in a real knot, there is no room for turning around.

The ring was dimly lit under the warm lamp, and his eyes were also dimly lit under the lamp.

All beautiful things.

When Bai Zhou unwrapped a plastic bag, he naturally didn't need to concentrate on it. His mind moved, and it was rare for him to think amusedly.

Although not smart, but very well-behaved.

Lan Shan stood obediently, and Bai Zhou tore open the plastic bag in one or two strokes, grabbed the scarf from the side with his backhand, wrapped it around Lan Shan and rubbed it vigorously, wiping off all the moisture on his body.

Lan Shan was rubbed so hard that his teeth were grinning, he didn't forget to protect his left hand, and shouted: "Hey... Hey! Be careful, I managed to save it!"

He said it as if he had snatched a treasure from a thief, Bai Zhou wiped off the moisture on his body, then went to wipe his hair, perfunctory, but also lowered his eyes to look: "What?"

Lan Shan loosened his left wrist carefully, and Bai Zhouyi's handwriting was clear. Seeing this, he patted his chest and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Don't wash it off?" Bai Zhouyi showed no expression, but quickly rubbed his head into a bird's nest.

Lan Shan struggled to confirm that the handwriting on his arm was not blurred too much under the frantic ravages of the towel, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "No wash, I'll take this up tomorrow."

Bai Zhou saw that his wrists were red. He didn't know whether it was stuffy or strangled. He glanced at the tattered plastic bag thrown by the side and said, "I can write again."

"It's not the same." Lan Shan shook his hand and exaggeratedly said, "This is the first draft of the proof of the great Riemann conjecture. It is precious. I want to find a piece of paper to rub it down and mount it on the wall."

Bai Zhouyi said, "It's an exaggeration."

Lan Shan said: "Then take it up."

He squinted his eyes and smiled at Bai Zhou, like a young boy: "Genius, don't you think it's very romantic, I want to take the theorem that someone proved for the first time, and climb the rock wall that someone climbed for the first time." gone."

As soon as Bai Zhou leaned over, the distance between the two of them was already close.They had to get closer and kiss naturally.

After parting, Bai Zhouyi whispered, "It's quite romantic."

Lan Shan frowned with a smile, and said, "That's right!"

Bai Zhou squeezed his arm lightly and looked at it for a while. The German sentence was still clear, but the excitement and enthusiasm when he wrote it had almost dissipated. As soon as Bai Zhou knew what kind of person he was, he was too greedy and not easy to be satisfied. , will not be content with the status quo, the proof of Riemann's conjecture has just ended, but he is ready to set sail again.

He needs more knowledge, more research, more puzzles.

He is already hungry.

Bai Zhou did not tell Lan Shan these words, because Bai Zhou was determined in his heart that Lan Shan was the same person as himself, and he would conquer a territory that no one had ever set foot in tomorrow. This is the dream of all rock climbers. It is also the expectation that Lanshan has cherished since he was young.

Bai Zhouyi has no doubt that he will succeed, more sure than he is sure that he will prove Riemann's conjecture, or equal to Lan Shan's confidence in his ability to solve the conjecture.So Bai Zhouyi also knew that Lanshan would not stop moving forward. He would go to the championships, the World Cup, and the Olympics, and he would also go to mountains, rivers, plateaus, and snow fields.

Bai Zhouyi was willing to accompany him, but he was afraid that he would not come back with him.

The two of them are so similar, yet so different.

Bai Zhouyi occasionally had nightmares, in which the Blue Mountain fell from the rock wall and died tragically at the bottom of the valley.He broke free from the nightmare in cold sweat, picked up his cell phone reflexively, and called Lan Shan.

Endless fear and rage urged him to speak, to order or beg Blue Mountain to stop rock climbing.

But most of these calls died before they were connected. Even if one or two were lucky enough to reach a distant place and were picked up by Lanshan, Bai Zhou was silent for a while, and finally said lightly: "I miss you."

At this moment, Lan Shan was wrapped in a towel and looked up at him. His eyes were brighter than the stars, and on his wrists were the theorems that countless mathematicians had followed one after another and was finally finalized by himself. Behind him were towering mountains and rivers, which contained rock climbers Dangerously charming dreams.

He is going to expand the territory in his own domain tomorrow, and he is also going to open Pandora's box.

Bai Zhou looked down at him, and the voice in the dream said softly, it's still too late.

But the first territory of Blue Mountain is called Zhouyi.

The fog in Bai Zhou's eyes rose and dissipated, he finally smiled, cleared his voice and the fog, and said, "It's not romantic enough, this is just an incomplete conclusion."

Lan Shan said: "Where can I write a complete hand?"

Bai Zhouyi said: "You don't need to write on your hand."

Lan Shan met the smile in his eyes suspiciously, his ears turned red, and he pointed at him violently: "No!"

Bai Zhou smiled even more. When he smiled, the ice and snow melted. It was very beautiful, but he was also a little bit awkward: "I didn't say anything."

Lan Shan said: "But you think about it!"

Bai Zhouyi said, "Yes."

He admitted it quickly, and Lan Shan was dumb for a while, cursing: "You are such a rascal!"

Bai Zhouyi said, "Yes."

Then he pulled Lan Shan closer, invaded his lips and teeth, and confirmed the title of gangster.

Every connivance of Bai Zhouyi is also called Blue Mountain.