The Goddess Is Still So Pitiful, She Was Invested By Me!

Looking at the performance of the three judges.

Dean Han on the side was the one who collapsed.

He already knew it!

This reply cannot be normal~!

Look at Lao Dai, how often do you rush? Be a little bit in front of yourself - don't give yourself face to the dean.

What now?

Not even dazed!

So is Lao Gao.

Your size is also an academician!

You have to calm down!

What's wrong with that look of eagerness for knowledge?

The most irritating one is Old Qiu!

You are the number one Chinese mathematician!

You have to be stupefied!

Take a small notebook and write it down, are you serious?

I know that the three of you are reviewers.

I don't know, I thought you were Qi Yun's students!

Dean Han didn't have any objections to Qi Yun.

I just feel so tired.

Either way, this argument makes no sense.

A group of people who don't understand Qi Yun come to judge, isn't it a mess?

But in all fairness, his surname Han also tried his best!

It's really Qi Yun who is so evil!

Just when he was thinking wildly.

Qi Yun's explanation is over.

This time it took much less time.

After all, it is the second time.

He has become much more proficient.

But when he finished speaking, the three judges behind the long table competed one by one and quieted down.

Inside the classroom, there was a long silence.

After a long time.

Dean Han finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ahem, it's time for the instructor to ask questions.

Although the answer is not quite right.

But you have to follow the process!

silence……

Qiu Lao and the other three still remained silent.

Helpless, Dean Han could only call the roll call.

"Professor Dai, do you have any questions?"

Professor Dai gave him a blank look.

te!

How could he not understand!

He has a stomach problem!

But can this be said here?

Is he shameless?

Besides, the Tutor question is for examining students.

It's not for tutors to ask students!

When I saw Professor Dai, I just didn't open my mouth.

Dean Han also understood the helplessness of this scumbag, so he had to change his target.

"Academician Gao?"

...Can you tell me again?"

Academician Gao said weakly.

He didn't fully understand it!

"cannot!"

Dean Han said while covering his forehead.

Can't you just pretend to understand?

But Dean Han is not yet desperate.

After all, there is old Qiu!

As Taishan Beidou of our Chinese mathematicians, you have to protect the dignity of our older generation of mathematicians!

Although Qi Yun's back wave is really a bit fierce.

But you can stand it!

Dean Han and the three cast their longing eyes on Old Qiu who was still staring at the small book.

Old Qiu didn't notice anything.

He looked at the recorded text on the small book, and didn't look up after a long time.

After a long time, Dean Han finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Old Qiu?"

"Um?"

Only then did Mr. Qiu come back to his senses, and he glanced blankly at Dean Han.

"You.....do you have any questions to ask?"

Dean Han looked at Old Qiu expectantly.

"Yes, I have!"

Old Qiu nodded sharply.

really!

Dean Han glanced at Professor Dai and the two with contempt.

Look, look at you!

What is a master!

Not like the two of you!

"Please!"

"Qi Yun, are you interested in coming to Harvard as a scholar? Here I can give you a tenured professorship, and I can promise you that Harvard will treat you with the highest sincerity, and you can say whatever you want...... "

Old Qiu said with a smile.

..." Dean Han was stunned.

Is this what he was talking about?

This Qiu guy is so arrogant?

Poaching people at our defense meeting at Beijing University?

Recalling that the relationship between Capital University and Mr. Qiu has always been bad.

Dean Han wondered if Mr. Qiu did it on purpose.

......Old Qiu, what I said was about Qi Yun's thesis, do you have any questions?"

Dean Han said helplessly.

"This..." Mr. Qiu looked at his small notebook and shook his head: "I'm in differential geometry, and my skills in complex analysis are not enough. I haven't figured out Qi Yun's thesis yet. Not qualified to comment."

okay!

Dean Han understood this.

No matter who you find.

No one is qualified to be a judge for Qi Yun!

"However, I have communicated with Faltings before I came here, and now the international mathematics community believes that this paper has an 80% success rate..."

Qiu Lao continued.

Dean Han was overjoyed when he heard that.

Although Qi Yun's previous communication will be very successful, the mathematical community is always cautious about the proof of a top mathematical problem.

Not until the last moment.

No one can say whether the proof is successful or not.

Perhaps it is a problem with a sentence in the paper, which will make the proof fail.

Now that Qiu Lao can say that, it shows that Qi Yun's achievements have been recognized by most mathematicians.

Success may only be a matter of time.

"Actually, I'm not qualified to judge for you." Qiu Lao suddenly said to Qi Yun: "After all, you have made a result that I can't complete, but I'm still here..."

He looked at Qi Yun.

But the eyes are in a trance.

It seems that through Qi Yun, I can see far, far away.

"Our modern Chinese mathematicians, starting from Mr. Hua Luogeng, to my teachers Mr. Chen Shiingshen, Mr. Su Buqing, and then to me, have achieved some achievements, but they are still too few!"

"Our country has more than one billion people, accounting for one-fifth of the world's population, but its status in the mathematics world is far from matching! This is a question of our strength and a question of the right to speak! In the past, our strength was weak, I can only play by other people's rules. To be honest, I was also trained abroad.

"But Qi Yun, you are different. You are still young, and you can make better and more important results..." At this point, Qiu Lao stood up a little tremblingly, and stretched out his hand towards Qi Yun: " Maybe I can't see it, but I hope you can change that."

"I hope that one day you can make China the academic center of mathematics in the world, and let them know that people in our country are here." Elder Qiu pointed to his head: "No worse than others."

After listening to Old Qiu's words.

Not just Qi Yun.

Dean Han and the others on the side were silent for a long time.

What Mr. Qiu said was something they had realized a long time ago, but they had never been able to face it.

Mr. Hua Luogeng, it can be said that he did his studies in the most difficult time. He had no comrades, no computers, and completed his world-renowned achievements with paper and pen in a shabby room.

And Su Buqing, Chen Shengshen and these districts.

In fact, most of the results were completed in foreign academic institutions.

Most of them study abroad alone, and the discrimination and difficulties they encounter can only be seen from the words of Mr. Qiu.

Up to now, among the Chinese descendants who can really be called great mathematicians, there is only Mr. Qiu.

Tao Zexuan is certainly a genius.

But he was born in the kangaroo country, and he can barely speak Chinese.

Even rarely come to the country.

His achievements have almost nothing to do with the country.

What is even more worrying is that Mr. Qiu was born before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

He is now sixty years old.

Who is the next leader in Chinese mathematics?

In other words, is it true that after so many years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there has not been a real mathematical genius?

These are all questions that Dean Han and the others have accumulated in their hearts but cannot answer.

They also finally understood why Mr. Qiu, who had such a deep conflict with Capital University, would come to Qi Yun's defense meeting.

After all, just two words——

hope.

Starting from Mr. Hua Luogeng, it has been passed down to Mr. Qiu's expectation: even Chinese can do mathematics.

Qi Yun thought for a while: "I dare not say that I will concentrate on academics in the future, but I can promise you that I will try my best!"

Old Qiu laughed.

"That's it... that's it."

He held Qi Yun's hand and shook it lightly twice, looking very satisfied.

At the back of the classroom, Ye Zi was so blessed that he asked the photographer to pick up the camera and take a picture of the handshake scene between Qi Yun and Mr. Qiu.

she does not know.

Fifty years later, when Qi Yun announced his retirement from academia as the first person in the contemporary mathematics field.

This photo, taken by chance, commanded a high price of two million dollars.

People gave this photo a name: "Inheritance".

"In this case, I declare that Qi Yun's graduation defense passed successfully!"

……… Ask for flowers…

Dean Han also looked away.

I love it.

"Now, I will issue a degree certificate to Qi Yun!" Speaking of this, Dean Han explained: "Originally, this certificate should be issued by the principal, but you are in a special situation after all, and the principal can't get away.. ... can only be kept simple."

Qi Yun also understood.

Generally speaking, degree certificates and so on are issued by the principal himself at the graduation ceremony.

But Qi Yun's graduation day, his classmates are struggling to attend class.

There can be no graduation ceremony.

Dean Han still feels apologetic.

In fact, the principal said before that he would come to issue the certificate in person, but he had to go out of town because of something urgent.

"I don't know, do I have the honor?"

Old Qiu on the side suddenly spoke.

Dean Han's eyes lit up, yes!

Isn't Mr. Qiu a suitable candidate?

"Then I will trouble you!" Dean Han turned around and took out a stack of certificates from the bag behind him.

"This... is a bachelor's degree certificate!"

"This one is a bachelor's degree certificate!"

"This is a master's degree certificate!"

"This is a doctorate certificate!"

Dean Han started a big wholesale business like a fake certificate...

"PhD?"

Qi Yun was taken aback.

Professor Dai on the side also interrupted at this time.

"Is this for the doctor?"

You know, Qi Yun has done his best, and he has only been in college for less than two years. ……

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"...Otherwise, I will only give him a bachelor's degree, and you will be Qi Yun's doctoral supervisor?"

...!"

"

Professor Dai turned around and left.

This is a joke!

Qi Yun treats himself as a student?

So what can he teach him?

His surname is Dai, but he still needs face!

Dean Han explained to Qi Yun: "I will give you a doctorate degree. Firstly, our college thinks that your academic level is enough, so it is a special case. Second, it is also to encourage young people in the future, regardless of age. , Working hard academically can be regarded as an incentive for them.

Qi Yun looked at the doctoral certificate that Mr. Qiu handed him.

The first thought is.....

no book

Read!

Mom can no longer push herself to study!

Old Qiu solemnly placed several certificates in Qi Yun's hands, and then he seemed to remember something, and suddenly said: "By the way, I have one more thing to do this time, do you want to accept it?"

At the invitation of the International Congress of Mathematicians, do they want you to lead Fields?"

"Yeah, I haven't decided whether to go or not."

Qi Yun nodded and said.

Dean Han's face turned red.

O Fields!

You wake up!

But what Qi Yun thought was very clear.

On the one hand, he was really busy during this time.

On the other hand, he didn't think Ertz was so great.

To be honest, some achievements require Fields' approval.

Some don't.

For example, Einstein, if his theory of relativity hadn't won the Nobel, wouldn't it be great?

To some extent, the Riemann conjecture is also the result of this level.

To Qi Yun, it doesn't matter whether he gets Fields or not.

"You think about it, they are in a hurry..." Qiu Lao sighed with a smile.

Qi Yun couldn't beat Fields.

It doesn't matter to Qi Yun.

Does it matter to the Fields Medal?

If there is no Fields Medal for the Riemann Hypothesis, what would the international mathematics community think?

"I'm here this time, also at the invitation of the organizing committee of the International Congress of Mathematicians, please go to the conference to give a report, and take back the trophy by the way..."

Although the Fields Medal has not yet announced the winner.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that as long as Qi Yun proves that there is no problem.

Then it couldn't be someone else.

"This..." Qi Yun thought for a while, and then suddenly said: "It's not that I can't go, but I want to wait for two years. These two years are just for everyone to read more of my papers and confirm whether they are correct or not."

It’s a question of winning an award, right?”

...This is not your style, I heard that you are a very confident person..." Qiu Lao saw at a glance that Qi Yun didn't want to procrastinate for this reason at all. two

Year.

Qi Yun smiled, and suddenly moved close to Old Qiu's ear, and whispered something.

Qiu Lao opened his eyes slightly, and was speechless for a while.

After coming here for a long time, he couldn't help but complain.

"Play or you young people can play.....big".