After Si Qingjiu finished replying, she was too lazy to pay attention to him and turned around to write on the whiteboard.
He Chenhua was stunned for a moment by his retort, and when he came to his senses, he was about to find fault again, but Mr. Xu stopped him: "He Chenhua, shut up and be quiet."
He Chenhua was startled and quickly shrank his neck, not daring to speak again. He was furious and his eyes were full of resentment when he stole a glance at Si Qingjiu.
It’s all because of this person that he has ruined his image in front of Mr. Xu.
If he fails to become Professor Xu's doctoral student this year, it will be all his fault.
asshole.
Mr. Xu looked sharply at the person who was writing seriously on the stage. No one knew what he was thinking.
Wang Xudong, who was standing next to him, lowered his voice and asked, "Do you think he can untie it? Is he just kidding?"
"I also feel like he's just being silly and angry. This isn't just any difficult problem. Although I don't like He Chenhua's personality, he's right about one thing. This is something that several of the top physicists and mathematicians in the industry haven't been able to solve. I really can't believe that he's just a young guy."
Another professor answered, his tone filled with worry.
Several others also spoke up to express their opinions.
“Actually, I’m not optimistic about it either.”
"I still recognize his ability, but his temperament seems a bit impulsive."
"Should we talk to the director and stop this behavior? I'm worried."
"I'm worried too. This is no joke. If it's broadcast, he'll probably face criticism from people all over the country and even the world."
"Okay, I'll call the director. This is a good next generation, and we can't let it be ruined by such impulsive behavior."
Wang Xudong was about to stand up when Mr. Xu stopped him: "No need."
"Mr. Xu?"
Several people looked over, puzzled.
"His eyes are so bright, his hands are so steady, and his confidence is so strong." Mr. Xu said, with hope that he himself did not realize.
"I don't think he is an impulsive person. From the beginning to the end, he has not changed. The rhythm of the whole game has always been in his hands, perhaps."
The rest of the words were not said, but the others understood.
Maybe he can really solve it?
But is this possible?
Although they were worried, they did not think of asking the director to interfere, but just looked towards the front desk.
Si Qingjiu's speed was not slow at all. In such a short time,
A large white board was filled with black symbols.
The director originally thought that the senior professors on the stage would come to see him, but they didn’t, and he was extremely happy.
Immediately signal people to be ready to change the whiteboard at any time.
As the director of this program, he naturally needs to understand the topics that the program will cover.
Even though he was not majoring in mathematics, physics, or science and engineering, he still made up for it. When the argument just now happened on the stage, he urgently went to make up for it.
Now that we know what the so-called seven math problems of the millennium are, each problem is worth one million gold coins. What a big gimmick.
He had a feeling that this episode of his show would be a hit!
At this moment, he even forgot his identity as Si Qingjiu. He was just a pure director, an ambitious director.
The program crew remained calm because the director gave the order.
Even the audience at the scene was not so calm.
Because of a confidentiality agreement, they were not allowed to film on site or bring in cell phones.
So this confrontation on the stage makes people anxious to know what that thing is.
But some are very confused and can't understand it at all, which is a bit boring.
"What is this? I can recognize each character individually, but when they are put together, why can't I understand it?"
"What a coincidence, me too."
“It will take him a long time to write this.”
"I actually want to see He Chenhua yelling hahahahaha, like a clown. And Ren Xia, hi, I really want to know what level he is at."
"Don't mention it. I'm also very curious."
"It's almost certain that there's something fishy going on with Ren Xia. We, who are not professionals nor from prestigious universities, all know it, so there's no reason why he wouldn't know it."
"True, but does he really have an answer?"
The director team was right in front of the audience seats, so their words could be heard clearly, not to mention that they had also arranged people to take care of the audience.
Worrying about accidents is also a good way to maintain order.
After receiving the message, he knew that this would not work. He didn't know how long the person on the stage would take to write, and it would not be good for him to disturb them rashly.
As for Ren Xia's matter, the director's expression looked a little ugly.
He now also suspects that someone may have missed a question.
But this is not the priority.
He turned on his headset and whispered a few words to Pang Yibing on the stage, then asked his assistant to send the relevant information to
Go up.
Pang Yibing was really shocked when he received the instructions.
It’s not because I don’t interfere with other parties’ behavior, but because I’m about to share some scientific information with you.
Holding the phone, Pang Yibing took a deep breath, walked to the bottom of the stage, and lowered his voice, trying not to startle the people on the stage while also making sure everyone present could hear clearly.
"Are you all confused now about what our classmate Si Qingjiu is writing?" Pang Yibing said with a smile.
The audience, who were already a little annoyed, nodded immediately.
"Yeah, I can't understand it at all."
"When will the next step begin?"
"Everyone, please be patient, please be patient." Pang Yibing quickly looked at the people on the stage, and when he saw that they were not affected, he continued, "Now I will explain to you what classmate Si Qingjiu wrote."
"Just now, classmate He Chenhua said that these are the seven great mathematical problems of the millennium. Many Nobel Prize winners and Fields Medals, which mathematicians call the Nobel Prize, have not been able to solve them. So do you know why they are called the seven great mathematical problems of the millennium? Do you know what they stand for?"
"What does it mean?"
"Teacher Pang, please speak."
"Curious, Mr. Pang, please hurry up."
"Although I am from the Department of Mathematics, I really don't know much about this. Well, I don't care about these things because I don't have enough strength. But now I really want to know. Teacher Pang, don't keep me in suspense."
Seeing that everyone was curious, Pang Yibing smiled and said, "Actually, I didn't know this before. The director team just told me, and it completely overturned my imagination."
"The seven great mathematical problems of the millennium were proposed by a top mathematics institute. They are top problems that no one has solved for a hundred years. They represent the optimal solutions to the matter in the universe. Solving them will touch upon the mysteries of the universe."
"Of these seven problems, only one, the Poincare conjecture, has been solved so far. The others have not been solved. The NS equation written by Si Qingjiu can reveal the mystery of turbulence."
"That is to say, if we unlock it, our airplanes, rockets, and spaceships will lead the world and become unmatched."
The audience was in an uproar.
Leading the world, no one can surpass it.
What a great prospect this is.
Even if they no longer care about national affairs, who doesn't want their country to be at the top?
"And, each of these difficult questions has a reward of one million M gold, so are you interested? Don't you want to fight for this wealth?
"A hand? Who can be sure that you won't be the next to solve the problem?"
Pang Yibing's words were full of persuasion and successfully aroused everyone's passion.
One million M gold, when converted, is really a huge sum of money.
Who doesn’t want to get rich overnight or have a piece of cake?
What I don’t want is disrespect for money!
Anyway, they want it very very much.
Ren Xia on the stage also opened her eyes wide. Is this so amazing?
He had heard what He Chenhua said before, but he didn't take it seriously because he didn't have enough insight.
But at this moment, I couldn't help but get nervous.
Could it be true that Si Qingjiu could be untied?
Looking at the person who has already changed three whiteboards and is still writing hard, the things on them are so densely packed that I can't make any sense of them.
I held the whiteboard in my hand, feeling a little panicked.
He kept praying, but it couldn’t be solved. It couldn’t be solved. He couldn’t do it.
He didn't know if this happened in his previous life. He had only one thought: failure.
He couldn't help but look at the jury. If he didn't understand, they would surely understand.
Seeing this, Ren Xia felt even more depressed.
Several judges either had serious expressions or were holding pens and notebooks, writing something continuously. From time to time, they would look up at Si Qingjiu, their faces full of excitement.
Mr. Xu and his group were just watching at first, but later they quickly took out their notebooks and started to check the calculations.
The strings of symbols above are so charming.
Let them not stop at all.
Soon, several people frowned and the other party jumped.
He did not analyze it step by step, but gave a formula and then moved on to the next step, which made it difficult for them to keep up. If they wanted to continue, they had to solve the formula first.
This happened more than once, he almost wrote one step and skipped one or two steps.
This kind of problem-solving is actually unqualified.
Because the intermediate steps are missing, even though you say something is equal to something and you can get something, there is no proof process.
Without a process, words alone won’t work.
Otherwise, the word hypothesis would not exist.
But they didn't interrupt him, thinking that he must have his own intentions. After all, he gave the complete steps without any mistakes.
Ni Qi was at a loss when he saw the third blackboard, so naturally he couldn't see what was behind it.
Not to mention the others,
Even weaker.
The audience just came to watch the fun and had no idea what Si Qingjiu was writing.
By the time Pang Yibing had finished introducing the seven major mathematical problems, the only one that had been solved, information about the professor who solved the problem, and background information about the mathematics research institute that established it, Si Qingjiu had just finished writing the last stroke.
He took two steps back and looked at the seven densely packed blackboards, feeling a little dissatisfied. This was the first time he had done this and he was not yet able to simplify it to the extreme.
Turning back to face the crowd, he said: “Due to time constraints, I don’t want to keep you company for four or five hours and let you just sit there and watch, so I simplified a lot of the steps. As for the details, I will post the paper on preprint later. Anyone interested can go and have a look.”
Mr. Xu and others understood and asked why there were so many skips and no steps were given.
He studied this, so he must know that this is wrong.
So that's why.
I can understand that. Indeed, this project is so huge that it will take a long time to write it all out.
Although they understood it, they were still depressed. How could this be considered a program? It would be much better if it was just an academic discussion.
He can write with confidence, and they can also have a glimpse of it.
Now I'm stuck here, neither going up nor down.
He did give the results, but the problem was that there was something missing in the middle, so the calculation couldn't go on at all, and the magnificence inside couldn't be glimpsed at all.
Apart from that, there is a lot more to come which is difficult to understand and very strenuous, requiring careful thinking.
But obviously, this is not the case.
It's so sad.
After finishing, be sure to ask him to write down the complete steps again.
"Very good, very good. Let's put this aside for now. We will finish it later and discuss it privately." Mr. Xu spoke first and stated his purpose directly.
When the other professors heard this, they said, yes, the show is over, so we can continue.
He also spoke quickly.
"Yes, yes, yes. Come on, start the next round. Don't waste time. Xiao Si, don't leave after it's over."
"That's right, the next round, I remember there will only be three rounds, right? This round took so long, everyone must be tired, let's reduce it to two rounds."
"Two rounds are enough."
"Yes, that is quite enough."
Everyone in the audience looked at the usually reserved professors and at each other. It was so rare to see professors so excited that it was inexplicably funny.
The director looked at the time and realized that two hours had passed.
It's been hours, and the content is very rich. Even if there is no second round, it's fine. It's enough for editing.
But everything was ready, and he also wanted to see whether Ren Xia knew the answer.
Thinking of this, he whispered a few words to his assistant before notifying Pang Yibing.
"Hahahaha, I can sense the professors' impatience. It's indeed been a long time since we last met, and the audience must be tired. So let's not delay any longer and just have the last show."
Pang Yibing conveyed it immediately, smiling, looking like a good guy who is very easy to talk to.
The audience, who originally didn't feel tired, did feel a little tired after being told this, but this did not affect their mood.
They are still very excited.
Today's game was really exciting.
Seeing the staff coming up with a tray, I curiously poked my head in.
"Do you think Ren Xia will know this time?"
"Ahhhh, I'm really curious, hurry up, hurry up."
"If he answers, I hope Si Qingjiu is doing something. I want to see some drama!"
"I second that!"
"I second that!"
"You guys are so wicked, but I also want to see it, hahahahahahaha."
The excited voices of the audience below continued to ring out, but they could not be heard clearly from the stage, only vaguely.
Ren Xia was aware that many people were looking at him. He straightened his back. He didn't dare to guess what they meant, nor did he want to guess. He stared intently at the things on the tray.
Seeing that Pang Yibing was about to open, he unconsciously put the pen on the whiteboard.
It seems like I’m ready to write as soon as it’s revealed.
The director, who had been staring at him and even gave him a close-up shot from a hidden camera, fell face when he saw this.
Others' reactions were to put down their pens and wait for the red cloth to be lifted to observe, but he was the only one who was ready to write first.
Where does he get the confidence from? Is it enough to just take a look?
It seemed like the same thing in the last game, when he was making the rocket model, he just took a look and started writing.
While others had been observing for a long time before starting, he was about to finish writing.
This might be a bit too genius.
Pang Yibing lifted the red cloth, revealing the true appearance of the items inside.
Ren Xia, who was about to start writing, paused.
His eyes were wide open, his face showing shock, as if he couldn't believe it.
The director's expression became even uglier.
He really knew the answer.
Who told
of?
He just asked his assistant to replace the equipment for the next two games and used the spare ones, which are simpler than the original two.
As a result, he was stunned, haha...
Ren Xia didn't know that this was specifically aimed at him, and he was extremely panicked at the moment.
Why isn’t this the satellite that should be there? What is this? It looks like a model of an airplane. What can we tell from this?
What about satellites? Why not satellites?
When Ni Qi and others saw this, they were a little surprised. This was too simple. Did the program crew look down on them too much?
But I didn't ask any more questions and just started writing.
Si Qingjiu was more direct. He squatted and started drawing on the blank whiteboard in front of him.
Soon, a more perfect model plan with numerical values added appeared.
This time, Si Qingjiu was the first to stop writing.
Ni Qi followed closely behind.
He Chenhua and others also finished writing within the specified time.
Only Ren Xia hurriedly called a halt, looking extremely embarrassed and helpless, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
The audience was immediately excited.
"Oh, look at Ren Xia's expression. It makes me laugh to death."
"He's quite good at pretending. Before, Si Qingjiu said that he didn't have enough time to write it, and everyone questioned him, but he didn't feel wronged. But now, before anyone has said anything, he's already feeling wronged. Tsk, he's worthy of being a star."
"Don't say that. Not all celebrities are like this. But Ren Xia must have known about this reaction. I know it's a drone."
"Sit back and wait for the answer."
"I'm really looking forward to it. Si Qingjiu is so amazing. He is indeed a genius. The picture he drew, my God, I must go home and tell my dad to buy it. It's so perfect."
"Does your family make drones?"
"Yes, the largest drone company in the country is mine."
"Fuck, you're a rich second generation, so disrespectful."
The scene suddenly became more lively.
Pang Yibing looked at Ren Xia's almost blank board and smiled with some regret: "It seems that our classmate Ren Xia didn't make it in time this time. Does Ren Xia have anything to add?"
Ren Xia bit her lip and shook her head with difficulty: "Sorry, I lost this opportunity myself."
He didn't say yes or no, but instead said something ambiguous, which made Pang Yibing frown slightly.
This kind of speech
, there are quite a few in the circle.
The audience also pouted.
"Ren Xia is so good at pretending."
"Who is he trying to fool?"
Pang Yibing didn't say anything else and turned to the next one.
The answers of several people are very obvious and there is no need to explain more.
Pang Yibing couldn't help but sigh: "Everyone is really excellent, especially Si Qingjiu, who brought us many surprises. It was wonderful."
"Thank you." Si Qingjiu smiled, looked at Ren Xia, and raised the corners of his lips.
"It's just a pity. I met someone from the same school as me and wanted to exchange ideas."
Ren Xia's expression froze. She didn't dare to look him in the eye. She dodged him a little and smiled awkwardly: "Haha, there's a chance, there's a chance."
I cursed in my heart, damn it, why didn’t you shut up? Aren’t we in a hurry to leave?
asshole.
Si Qingjiu seemed to agree with this and nodded: "There is indeed a chance."
He stepped forward, walked to the whiteboard where he had drawn the rocket model, and tapped it: "Isn't this ready-made? You haven't answered me yet, what is this."
Others also looked at him.
Ren Xia couldn't even smile.
"Why, you haven't figured it out yet?" Si Qingjiu raised his eyebrows, with a playful tone, "Isn't this the booster you mentioned?"
Ren Xia’s face changed drastically: “What?!”!
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