I hold the plug-in, arrogant! [Quick Transmigration]

"Professor, Luo Qing posted the NS equation on arXiv, have you seen it?"

Yu Jun had just returned home and was going to check arXiv routinely to see if there were any new papers.

I also want to find information about linear algebra. He will use it to start recalculating the data tomorrow, but he was shocked by the above paper.

"A Proof of the Navier-Stokes Equations"

The first time I went to see the publisher, LouQingWen, was a familiar name, I was relieved, fortunately, it wasn't someone else who stole it.

But then there is tension. This data cannot be published. If he publishes it himself, then other countries can also start researching new fighters from it.

Originally, they were a bit behind in the technology of other countries, especially country A. If this gave them an opportunity, wouldn't it be...

He hurriedly called his professor, regardless of whether his old man was asleep or not.

It's true that Qin Lao hasn't slept yet. He just finished his report with his superiors, and he's still a little excited.

Then I received a call from the student, and smiled and comforted me: "I saw it, didn't you open the paper, and you just came to me directly."

"Eh..." Yu Jun was taken aback, "Really, is there something wrong in the paper?"

"Click to open it." Qin Lao didn't say it clearly, and his voice was still cheerful, as if there was something good going on, "We all know about this, don't worry, okay, I'm going to sleep. "

Yu Jun was even more confused, why did he feel that the professor was very happy that the boss published this thing?Strange, put down the phone, and clicked the mouse in doubt.

The previous steps are very familiar, the same as what he saw in the laboratory. Why is the professor so happy?

After swiping the mouse a few times quickly, a wrong place suddenly jumped in front of his eyes, and Yu Jun quickly swiped back.

It really wasn't his illusion. The place where the formula should still be was occupied by three rows of three-size characters with the same content.

[Omit here... I want to know, country A, you should study it yourself. 】

Yu Jun: "..."

Boss, this is too... straightforward.

I continued to look down, and I didn't know how many pages later, and the bold and bold characters jumped out again.

【I know, but I don't want to say it. 】

The corners of Yu Jun's mouth twitched, the boss deserves a beating.

After brushing in a row, he also found a lot of words that turned into words, especially at the end, where the last step was missing, but half of the formula was given out in a daze.

Not only was that formula extremely complex, it was also full of pitfalls.

Don't ask him how he understands it, because the boss marked it out very arrogantly.

[This formula is not complete, it has ten algorithms, six of which have branches, and only one of them can get the right result.

As for the result and algorithm, you can study it yourself.

Finally: Didn't it be said that I solved the NS equation before, and I will tell you now that I did solve it.

I admire you very much for following me like an ordinary little person and revealing my secrets. I am very curious.

Those who have been famous for a long time and are excellent, is it because your methods are more rigorous, but they have not been discovered by them?

Oh, I almost forgot, Riemann assumes that I have also solved it, and I welcome you to listen to my academic report next month. 】

Yu Jun couldn't help giving the boss a thumbs up. The boss is indeed a boss, and he really has a lot of hatred.

He taunted country A brightly, provoked a bit, and slapped the other party hard.

Great.

Strong.

But didn't the boss say that there is still a final step to the Riemann hypothesis?

It's only been a few hours, how come it's been untied.

Is that human being?

Jealousy.

While complaining, Yu Jun clicked on the comment section, he urgently needed to see other people howl to heal himself.

PRCT, a top university located in country A, which is the school where Luo Qing studied abroad, suddenly heard an exclamation from the office building of the Department of Mathematics and Physics at ten o'clock in the morning.

"Oh, God, this is really a wonderful idea. He actually did the opposite. This set of formulas is so beautiful."

"John, what amazement did you see?" Professor Feynman next door poked his head out curiously and asked sideways.

Professor John, who was watching the screen, quickly called out: "Feynman, come and see, that Wen really solved the NS equation."

"What? NS equation?" Feynman was also surprised, and walked over. The doctoral students in the office saw him and greeted him. Feynman nodded and came to John.

"Feynman, look, although he directly cut off many core parts, causing the whole argument to be in a state of inconsistency, but he can't ignore it. Every paragraph of his is extremely beautiful." John turned the screen In the past, so that people who come can see it more clearly.

Feynman roughly glanced at the above content, his face excited, "Good idea, interesting way, have you checked the calculation?"

"It can't be checked, but the things given don't consider logic and existence, but it can be checked." John shook his head, a little regretful, and then remembered, "By the way, he also said that he solved the Riemann Hypothesis, the next I will hold an academic report meeting next month, and I plan to go to Huaguo myself, and I want to talk to him, I think there will be something to gain."

He was just too curious, and this thing piqued his interest.

Feynman made a decision immediately after hearing the words: "I will go too."

If he really solved the Riemann conjecture, this is undoubtedly a genius.

A true genius.

Mathematics itself is a subject of genius, and he hopes to see many new generations in it.

Mathematics and physics that have been silent for so many years, it is time to usher in something new.

He expects that Wen can bring him something different.

"It's a pity that he didn't have a good contact with him when he was studying here." Feynman sighed slightly. He was in the laboratory at that time and didn't know about it.

In free time, the situation has not changed.

Fortunately, he left safely.

"Hmph, it's just a fool's way." John snorted coldly, and was also very dissatisfied with the previous things, but those guys were very smart, and they didn't make a scene in the open, let alone act presumptuously in the academy.

This also caused them to have no position to come forward and say anything.

At that time, they were just guessing. If they came forward, they would deepen their speculation about him.

Feynman nodded, "Indeed."

The two chatted a few more words before Professor Feynman returned to his office.

At this time, two people got together in a certain department office.

The slightly potbellied middle-aged man scolded the opposite person angrily: "I've said it all, just in case, just in case, it's all right now, that guy actually mastered it, and you're so useless! He ran away."

The assistant who was scolded was very depressed: "Boss, we did everything we should do at that time, he was lucky enough to escape." The conversation changed, "Didn't he want to hold an academic report? We can take this opportunity, One hit kill."

"Are you an idiot?"

As soon as the assistant finished speaking, he was hit on the head severely by the man, so angry that he was dying.

"That's in the country of Hua. If he dared to say that, wouldn't he have made preparations earlier? Maybe they are just waiting for us to come to the door so that they can catch us." The man said more and more angrily, "Do you know , Because of the previous incident, the PRCT is very dissatisfied with us, and their group of professors are all treasures in the academic world, if they protest, do you know what will happen to us now?"

The assistant was very upset when he was beaten: "Then boss, why don't we do anything?"

The man glared at him, his complexion was very dark, they had already lost the best time, if they really moved, it would be a show.

After all, that is not some nameless small country.

He lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and said, "Let's just wait and see what happens."

"Oh." The assistant was not reconciled, but had to obey the order.

He was about to leave, but was called again.

"Wait." The man looked at him with a deep expression: "Let people steal as much information as possible, and activate the buried people."

"Yes, Boss." The assistant nodded, and began to select suitable people in his mind.

And the person who was talked about by all parties was holding a free pillow and had a good night's sleep.

When he woke up and went downstairs, the sun was already high.

Seeing that his father and Zhang Song were sitting on the sofa, obviously waiting for him, he quietly observed his father's expression, he seemed to have no expression, and then tentatively said, "Dad, Captain Zhang, good morning."

"Morning, Mr. Luo Qing." Captain Zhang replied.

Wen Hanhai also nodded towards his son, smiling all over his face: "Wake up, come and eat something, after we finish eating, we will visit your mother, your mother must be very happy when she finds out that you are back."

Seeing his father's smile, Luo Qing understood that he probably didn't run into someone.

He walked over with a smile on his face, picked up the porridge that was clearly prepared for him on the dining table, and ate it in two or three bites.

"Dad, I'm full, let's go."

"So fast." Wen Hanhai was still a little surprised, and nodded when he saw that he had indeed finished eating.

When the three of them came to the hospital, Luo Qing frowned immediately: "Mom is sick?"

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem. It's just that I haven't had a good rest during this period and needs to recuperate." Wen Hanhai explained with a smile, with a relaxed expression, and he didn't want his son to worry.

Luo Qing said nothing, but her complexion was very bad, full of self-blame.

Although his father didn't make it so clear, there was still something he didn't understand. It was because of him that his mother couldn't rest well. It must be because of excessive anxiety and loss of mind.

He should write down this account first, and forget it when he gets back.

Wen Hanhai took Luo Qing to the single ward on the sixth floor. Seeing the door was open, he thought his wife was in good condition and came out for a walk. He felt better: "The one in front is it."

Just approaching the door, before entering, I heard a very familiar voice.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Qingqing."

Wen Hanhai's face turned dark instantly, isn't this the classic saying of a certain dog last night?

I walked in with a big stride, and sure enough, that bastard from last night was sitting by his wife's bedside. There was a bouquet of fresh carnations on the cabinet, and there were many expensive supplements beside it.

Well, I found it all here.

He stepped forward angrily, but before he could speak, the person on the bed spoke out first.

"Husband, you are here, come and meet our Qingqing boyfriend." Mrs. Wen hurriedly greeted her husband when she saw her husband.

!

Wen Hanhai stared at Yan Yuan suddenly.

Luo Qing, who entered the door one step behind, silently lowered her eyes, it was very good, no wonder she left so early in the morning, so she was waiting here.

Zhang Song also looked away, and came in without looking at the three people beside the bed. He didn't agree to Mr. Wen's request, right?

So, it has nothing to do with him.

Yan Yuan didn't seem to feel Wen Hanhai's anger, stood up, and shouted with a smile: "Dad."

Wen Hanhai: "..."

"Mom, I asked the doctor, and he said that he is recovering very well, as long as he takes good care of himself." Yan Yuan didn't care whether his father-in-law responded, and continued very cheekily: "Qingqing is not going to The capital, I want to take my mother with me, I happen to be there too, so it's convenient to take care of me."

Wen Hanhai was furious, not only did he want to abduct his son, but even his wife?

He opened his mouth to scold, but his wife nodded in response.

"Well, I've already agreed."

Mrs. Wen took her son's hand and smiled happily: "Yan Yuan told mom all about it."

Luo Qing blinked and looked at the people around him. What did this guy tell his mother?

Wen Hanhai was so angry that he almost had a heart attack, he pushed Yan Yuan away, and was about to tell his wife that this guy was not his son's boyfriend at all, so don't believe him, when he listened to his wife again.

"Mom agrees with you being together, Yan Yuan is very nice, and mother is very relieved."

Wen Hanhai: "..."

The author has something to say:

Wen Hanhai: Has anyone considered my feelings?

Mother Wen: Your feelings are not important, the important thing is that your son likes it and his son-in-law is reliable.

Yan Yuan: Mom, Qingqing and I are in love with each other. Don't worry, I will treat Qingqing well.

Mom Wen: Well, Mom believes in you.

Wen Hanhai: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻