After the papers are collected, they will be marked and the answers will be announced on the spot.
It only took two hours for everyone's results to come out.
After using these two hours to solve the problems of eating and going to the toilet, everyone returned to the waiting hall.
Zhao Qingchang kept asking An Minghe questions about his argument to make sure whether he had really finished writing it. An Minghe's answers were very smooth, and it was obvious that he had thought about it and his mind was very clear.
A few minutes before the answers were announced, the professors were so nervous that their palms were sweating.
They didn't have much hope at first, but An Minghe told them that he had finished writing it.
There are very few countries that can write all the arguments, and the American professor who provoked them is one of the few countries that has completed it.
Everyone was waiting with bated breath for the results to be announced.
Time passes by minute by minute, and the clock ticks away.
The clock struck 3 p.m.
The large screen that had previously displayed student images suddenly displayed all the grades.
After watching it, some people felt sad, some felt happy, and some laughed wildly.
For all mathematicians, being able to attend a lecture at the International Mathematical Forum is a great honor and an outstanding addition to their resume.
It will only benefit your future.
Zhao Qingchang and his companions stared intently at the big screen in front of them, and they were still somewhat incredulous until they saw the flag of their country.
After wiping his eyes, Zhao Qingchang looked again. After confirming the results behind the national flag, tears welled up in his eyes.
“It worked.”
"Professor Zhao, am I dazzled? I think I saw Minghe's name?"
"I feel dizzy too, Lao Zhou, hit me to see if I'm dreaming."
An Jingzhi saw it clearly, with pride flashing in his eyes. He touched An Minghe's head and said, "Not bad, Dad is proud of you."
An Minghe completed the work of five people by himself and also won the first place.
No matter who it is, this is a miracle.
An Minghe also breathed a sigh of relief. It was still a bit stressful for one person to do the work of five people. It was not that he could not finish it, but his writing speed could not keep up. Fortunately, he found it very troublesome to write for the exam. In order to save time, he specially practiced how to write faster, otherwise he really could not finish it.
Clayson wiped his eyes, looked at the red national flag, then turned to look at Zhao Qingchang with his mouth wide open.
After a long while, he finally closed his mouth. "Impossible, impossible! How could you possibly get first place?!"
Their country won all the first places in international competitions, which is also one of the honors for being the host country.
But now this honor has changed hands.
An Minghe walked up to Clayson with a stern face and said, "I said I would definitely enter the International Mathematics Forum."
The organizer is notoriously stubborn and would never accept bribes, let alone bribes from this Eastern country.
He took a few glances at the Chinese students and found them to be nothing compared to him. Just a change in the rules was enough to scare them.
He saw that the only person who was writing from beginning to end was the child in front of him who was half a man's height.
Eliminating all impossibilities, the one who actually completed the exam was actually this child?
Clayson was taken aback by his own guess.
He couldn't help but take a step back. "It's you, the questions you finished?"
Zhao Qingchang was afraid that his good student would be bullied, so he stepped forward and blocked An Minghe behind him. "Professor Clayson, we in China have a message for you: there are always people beyond you, and there are always mountains beyond you."
Then he took An Minghe's hand and walked away.
There were many people who made the same guess as Clayson. The performance of several other Chinese students was too different from An Minghe's, and An Minghe's age was too eye-catching, so it was difficult for them not to pay attention.
"An Minghe?" A foreigner said the name in his strange accent. "It sounds familiar. Did you publish a paper in a mathematics journal?"
After hearing what this person said, the others seemed to remember something, "It seems so? He seemed to be writing about the feasibility of solving Zeno's paradox? It caused quite a bit of discussion at the time." This theory is one of the unsolved theories in the world. It is extremely difficult and is not a level that a student participating in an international college competition can access.
The international competition was very efficient and the award ceremony was held the next day.
Zhao Qingchang sat below and watched An Minghe and several students go up to receive the award. He laughed so hard that his faces were about to break, and his palms were red from clapping.
The reporters who had come over thinking there was no news were like being injected with chicken blood, pressing the shutter button frantically.
Big news! Big news!
A few days later, An Minghe entered the International Mathematics Forum, and with him entered those Chinese students.
They'd been thanking An Minghe profusely these past few days, even constantly thanking the organizers for their last-minute change to the competition format. Otherwise, how could they have gotten the big shot? On their own, they probably wouldn't even be able to get close to the International Mathematics Forum.
After gaining a lot of experience abroad, Zhao Qingchang couldn't wait to rush back home with his good students.
If we were any later, those shameless foreign bitches would have come to block the door and snatch the students away.
At the International Mathematics Forum, An Minghe received unprecedented popularity. Many well-known foreign scholars extended olive branches to him and invited him to be their student. An Minghe bluntly rejected many of them.
Although An Minghe was very determined, Zhao Qingchang was also worried about accidents and couldn't wait to return home.
Before they returned to China, the news that An Minghe and his team had won first place in the International Mathematics Competition had already spread back to the country, causing heated discussions among major universities.
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