Early the next morning, the teacher in charge knocked on each student's door.
When they arrived at Panshu's place, the teacher hadn't even had time to knock on the door. The handsome and simple-looking boy nodded politely, "Let me come here. Sorry to bother you, teacher."
When the teacher saw that it was Luo Shengning, he was stunned for a moment, nodded, and went somewhere else.
Luo Shengning hesitated for a moment, then lightly bent his fingertips and knocked on the door.
The girl quickly opened the door. She was wearing a knee-length black coat and a vintage red wool scarf around her slender neck. The slightly upturned corners of her eyes diluted the fragility of her pure and beautiful face, and added a bit of aggressiveness.
It is a white rose, but there are some thorns on the branches.
Luo Shengning pursed her lips slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled a few times.
He stretched out his hand, clenched a rectangular badge and gave it to Panshu.
"This is our school's logo. I picked it up for you this morning."
Pan Shu saw that he also had an identical badge pinned on the chest of his white shirt.
The words on it are: Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, Luo Shengning.
I understood that this was to distinguish the school represented by each contestant.
After thinking about it, Panshu also pinned her own ring on her heart.
"The first round is supposed to be writing academic papers, but I don't know what they're about. It's the same every year, and this year will probably be no different."
“Academic paper?”
Generally, academic papers should be papers written by undergraduates, postgraduates or even scholars with higher academic qualifications to explore academic issues.
Few high school students write academic papers, let alone in mathematics.
Luo Shengning was a little surprised, "Haven't you checked it?"
"No." Pan Shu was also stunned. "What's wrong? Isn't it true that gold medal winners can get a place in Huaxia University?"
Huaxia University is the highest-ranking institution of higher learning in China, and its influence is extremely high even internationally.
Luo Shengning reluctantly explained, "This math competition isn't just about that. Two hundred and twelve contestants were eliminated, and only thirteen remained. These thirteen top contestants will represent China at IMEC, the International Mathematical Exchange Conference... There, you can exchange your mathematical conjectures with the world's top mathematicians. If your conjecture is unanimously approved, you'll have the opportunity to become a member of IMEC. Of course, this is very difficult."
Luo Shengning has always been indifferent, as if he has no desires or demands. This is the first time that a look of longing appeared on his face.
IMEC member...huh?
National Mathematics Exchange Hall.
Seven mathematicians who are renowned nationally and even internationally sit on the jury.
Pan Shu recognized that one of the people in the front hall had won the Larry Bates Award for proposing the "Nappan Four-Dimensional Conjecture".
The Larry Bates Medal is one of the three top awards in mathematics in the world.
To Panshu's surprise, that cold and aloof evildoer was also sitting in the judges' box.
There are seven mathematicians, the youngest of whom is forty years old.
The young man with a lazy and enchanting temperament was leaning lazily on a mahogany chair, his cold eyebrows and eyes were blurred and intoxicating without any focus, and he was out of place among them.
Among the 212 contestants, very few did not have their eyes on him.
The man changed his posture and sat more seriously, of course only compared to his previous unrestrained sitting posture.
He adjusted the microphone on the table, and his voice sounded sleepy, abrupt and strange in this serious competition venue.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not a judge. The host's voice got poisoned overnight... Of course, it wasn't me who poisoned him. I don't know who gave him a Coke with a bag of salt in it. I was just drafted in last minute. I can't even recite the multiplication tables, and you want me to explain the rules of the competition? Ha..."
"Ahem, Zhu Rongheng!"
An old man with a white beard sitting in the middle glared at him.
"My dad just glared at me. Oh, yes, I'm actually a relative."
As Pan Shu walked from the venue to the front hall, Zhu Rongheng's eyes lit up and he glanced down at his watch. "Time flies! It's already nine o'clock. I'm going to start announcing the game... ah no, the rules of the game. Listen carefully."
"Round one, rules. See? Here sit seven renowned mathematicians, your seven judges. There are seven international conjectures, known as the Devil's Seven, that no one has yet been able to provide a logically coherent explanation for. You will choose the conjecture that most interests you and that you are most confident in, and write a research paper based on that conjecture."
The white-bearded old man glared at Zhu Rongheng again. "To avoid misunderstanding, I will explain these seven conjectures here. They are Bailey's polynomial conjecture, the ICZ conjecture, the prime number distribution regularity conjecture, the Hermann color hypothesis conjecture, the single partition regular object independent set conjecture, the Drey BHA conjecture, and the Heavis conjecture."
"The seven of us old men are each responsible for a category of guesses. Considering the fairness of the competition, we will not announce which of the seven guesses corresponds to whom for the time being. You can consider it and then fill in your name, school, and corresponding guess on the form here."
The first round of rules is basically announced here, and the next two rounds will be announced at the appointed time.
First, it is for confidentiality, and second, it is for the fairness of the competition.
The first official round of competition will be held in a month and a half, that is, in December.
Luo Shengning was supposed to leave school in early June of this year after taking the college entrance exam. However, he had already won the gold medal in the competition last year and was admitted to Huaxia University.
Universities are also eligible to represent China in IMEC, but there are many factors to consider for undergraduates, and only senior mathematics students can successfully enter this track after passing the tough competition.
Luo Shengning's wish is to major in finance.
That is to say, after he entered university, he had no chance to work at IMEC.
Luo Shengning has an indescribable obsession with mathematics. He would rather give up the qualification for admission to Hua Xia University and go back to his senior year to repeat his senior year just to participate in IMEC again.
There is another reason...but Luo Shengning doesn't want to think about it.
Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School is also eager for Luo Shengning to come back. After all, they are counting on him to win the national top scorer in the college entrance examination and bring honor to their school!
While walking on the street, many contestants were secretly staring at Pan Shu.
It wasn't enough for one person to see, he also had to poke the people around him to see, "Look, Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School actually has two vacancies this year!"
Some high schools only have one place available, and the vast majority of high schools don’t even have one place available. Jiangcheng No. 1 High School is definitely a minority among the minority.
"Why is it a girl... Hu Shangyu, we all got in based on our own abilities. I didn't like those girls to begin with, and now there's another girl. I heard that Haicheng No. 1 Middle School specifically requested a spot for a girl this year, so it turns out it's her... Apart from being a little pretty, there's nothing special about her!"
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