Chapter 78: Degree to be revoked by Norton University [1 update]
That hand had long, slender fingers with pale, white tips.
Like transparent cream, it seemed to be surrounded by a layer of faint light.
But what caught He Xun's attention was not the hand, but a question on the paper.
One of the seven unsolved mathematical problems in the world.
The Riemann Hypothesis.
Proposed in 1859, it wasn't until 2016, more than a century later, that a mathematician proved this conjecture.
This kind of top-level problem is a required course at Norton University.
However, He Xun noticed that the method used by the owner of the hand to prove the Riemann Hypothesis was different from that of the mathematician in 2016.
His expression changed, and he finally became serious.
He Xun was watching a live stream for the first time and didn't turn off the chat.
Words of various colors floated around.
[Hey, can you teach university physics today?]
[Please, someone explain the principles of electromagnetic fields! I'm an engineering student and I'm about to fail my courses. Sisters, girls, think twice before choosing electronics!]
Unfortunately, I'm uncultured; all I can say is "WTF." Besides typing "6" to the pros, what else can I do?
He Xun stared intently at the paper, quickly registered an account, and began typing.
Can you prove the Navier-Stokes equations?
The Navier-Stokes equations are also one of the seven unsolved mathematical problems in the world.
This comment angered other viewers watching the live stream.
[Hey there, are you new here? The livestream content was all planned the day before. Don't you know you need to tip to get the experts to talk about other things? You're such a freeloader with so many demands, why don't you just fly to the moon?]
[That's so rude, even a guru wouldn't tell you.]
He Xun frowned.
He paused the live stream, opened the newly registered account, and directly deposited 100,000 yuan into it.
He Xun came to Qingzhi to become a teacher not because he was short of money, but because his family was already wealthy.
Money is far less important than knowledge.
He Xun immediately launched a hundred rockets, triggering another screen meteor shower, and the number of viewers in the live stream surged again.
After 100,000 yuan was spent, sound came into the live stream.
"meeting."
A very distant word.
The voice was also clear and light, making it impossible to tell if it was male or female.
But it sounds really good.
He Xun then saw that the hand take another piece of paper and slowly begin to solve the Navier-Stokes equation.
His expression gradually changed from serious to shocked.
How could an online streamer prove this?
He and some of his college classmates were not good at it.
Although I don't understand these difficult questions, I'm incredibly curious to know which academic heavyweight is using this pseudonym.
He Xun was also quite curious.
Before he could even send a message in the chat, his phone rang.
The caller ID did not display the number.
It's hidden.
He Xun's expression changed, and he walked outside the office before answering the phone: "Mentor."
The person on the other end of the phone was an elderly foreign man, but he spoke Chinese surprisingly well, though with a strong African accent.
"He, how are you doing in China?"
"Everything is fine, please take care of yourself too."
"He, I have to remind you again. There are only three months left until your assessment. If you fail again this time, there's nothing I can do."
The old man sounded quite regretful.
He Xun pursed his lips and remained silent.
What outsiders don't know is that getting into Norton University doesn't guarantee you'll get a degree from Norton.
Furthermore, unlike other universities, Norton University has different levels of colleges.
SSS is the highest grade, and D is the lowest.
He is from the college he belongs to, and his grade is D.
Students in all A-level colleges must participate in the assessment, which is conducted three times in total.
If he fails this assessment, his degree will be revoked.
He Xun sat back down and stared blankly at the live stream.
After thinking for a long time, he sent a private message to the streamer.
[Excuse me, host, could you do me a favor?]
However, there was no response to this private message until the broadcast ended.
He Xun frowned, ignoring his discomfort, and took out his textbook to start preparing his lesson.
**
When school ended, Ying Zijing received a call from Grandpa Zhong.
They said they wanted her to go to the Zhong family's house, and they even sent a driver to pick her up.
After getting into the car, Ying Zijing opened the Shark Live app to check her earnings for the day.
After splitting the profits 50/50 with the live streaming platform, she received 70,000 yuan.
Of those, 50,000 came from a new user.
This user also sent her a private message.
But she ignored it.
The user tipping, where she talks about the Navel-Stokes equations, does not include other services.
Ying Zijing yawned and leaned against the car window for a short nap.
Twenty minutes later, the driver parked the car in front of the gate of the Zhong family's old house.
It was lunchtime, and the servants were busy in the kitchen.
Inside the living room.
Besides Mr. Zhong, Zhong Manhua, Mrs. Zhong, and Zhong Zhiwan were also present.
Zhong Manhua's expression changed when she saw the girl come in.
But because Grandpa Zhong was there, I held back and didn't say anything.
Beside her, Zhong Zhiwan's eyes were red, clearly indicating that she had been crying not long ago.
Ying Zijing glanced at it briefly.
I noticed that Zhong Zhiwan's lips curved into a smile, as if in a provocation.
She ignored him and simply nodded to Grandpa Zhong: "Grandpa."
Before Old Master Zhong could speak, Madam Zhong slammed her hand on the table and stood up angrily: "You, an adopted daughter, have the nerve to call me grandfather? You pushed Wanwan into the lake, how could you be so vicious? I'll tell you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Old Master Zhong roared, "Shut the hell up!"
Mrs. Zhong was taken aback.
"Zijin, come sit next to your grandfather." Grandpa Zhong beckoned.
After Ying Zijin sat down, Old Master Zhong's face turned cold: "Zhong Zhiwan, apologize to your cousin!"
I was maliciously given a one-star rating, and I don't know why.
It's a shame you even spent money on this. You could have had a full meal for the price of two steamed buns.
If you have any free five-star rating tickets, please cast them to help Ying Huang raise his rating.
I'm annoyed by having so many fans like this on the fan leaderboard, so I'm adding an extra chapter. This is the second update at 6 PM.
(Yes, that's how capricious I am with the extra chapters.)
(End of this chapter)
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