The fingers of that hand are long and slender, with white fingertips.
Like transparent cream, it seemed to be covered with 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 most difficult mathematical problems in the world.
Riemann hypothesis.
The conjecture was proposed in 1859, but it was not until more than a hundred years later, in 2016, that mathematicians proved it.
This top-level difficult problem is a required course at Norton University.
But He Xun noticed that the method used by the owner of the hand to prove the Riemann hypothesis was different from that used by the mathematician in 2016.
His expression changed and he finally became serious.
It was He Xun’s first time doing live streaming and he didn’t turn off the barrage.
Words of various colors float around.
[Master, can you teach university physics today? 】
[I beg the experts to explain the principles of electromagnetic fields. Engineering students are going to fail the course. Oh, sisters, girls should be careful when choosing the electronics major. 】
[But I am uneducated and can only say "fuck" to the great god. What else can I do except give 6 points to him? 】
He Xun looked at the paper closely, quickly registered an account, and started typing.
Can you prove the Navier-Stoke equation? 】
The Navier-Stoke equation is also one of the seven most difficult mathematical problems in the world.
As soon as this comment came out, other users who were watching the live broadcast became unhappy.
[The one in front, are you new here? The content of the live broadcast is decided the day before. I wonder if I can give a reward if I ask the expert to talk about something else? The freeloader has so many demands, why don’t you go to heaven? 】
[This is so rude, even the master won’t tell you. 】
He Xun frowned.
He paused the live broadcast, opened the account he had just registered, and directly recharged 100,000 yuan into it.
He Xun came to Qingzhi to be a teacher not because he was short of money, but because his family was already wealthy.
Compared with money and knowledge, the former is far less important than the latter.
He Xun directly threw down a hundred rockets, triggering the screen meteor once again, and the number of people in the live broadcast room began to rise again.
After 100,000 yuan was spent, there was sound in the live broadcast room.
"meeting."
A very distant word.
The voice is so clear and light that it is hard to tell whether it is a man or a woman.
But it sounds nice.
He Xun saw that hand took another piece of paper and slowly solved the Navier-Stoke equation.
His serious expression gradually turned into shock.
How could an internet anchor prove it?
Neither he nor some of his college classmates could.
[Although I don’t understand these difficult questions, I am very curious about which academic big shot this master is an alias of. 】
He Xun was also very curious.
Before he could send a barrage of questions, his cell phone rang.
The incoming call did not display the number.
is hidden.
He Xun's expression changed. He walked out of the office before answering the call: "Teacher."
There was an old foreigner on the other end of the phone, but he spoke Chinese surprisingly well, albeit with a thick Asian accent.
"He, how are you doing in China?"
"Everything is fine, and you should take care of yourself."
"He, I have to remind you again. There are still three months until your assessment. If you can't pass this time, I can't do anything about it."
The old man's tone was quite regretful.
He Xun pursed his lips and said nothing.
Outsiders don’t know that entering Norton University does not mean that you can successfully obtain a degree certificate from Norton University.
Also, unlike other universities, Norton University's colleges are divided into different levels.
SSS is the highest and D is the lowest.
He is in a college with a rating of D.
All students from A-level colleges and below must take the assessment, a total of three times.
If he fails this assessment, his degree will be revoked.
He Xun sat back in his seat, staring at the live broadcast in a daze.
He thought for a long time and sent a private message to the anchor.
[Host, could you please do me a favor? 】
However, there was no response to this private message until the live broadcast ended.
He Xun frowned, ignored the discomfort in his heart, took out his textbook and began to prepare for the lesson.
——
After school, Ying Zijin received a call from Mr. Zhong.
He said he wanted her to go to the Zhong family and sent a driver to pick her up.
After Ying Zijin got in the car, she opened the Shark Live app to check her income for the day.
After splitting the profits 50-50 with the live streaming platform, she received 70,000 yuan.
Fifty thousand of them came from a new user.
The user also sent her a private message.
But she ignored it.
User rewards, she talks about the Navier-Stoke equation, and no other services are included.
Ying Zijin yawned and took a nap leaning against the car window.
Twenty minutes later, the driver stopped the car in front of the gate of the Zhong family's old house.
It was dinner time and the servants were busy in the kitchen.
In the living room.
In addition to Mr. Zhong, Zhong Manhua, Mrs. Zhong and Zhong Zhiwan were all present.
When Zhong Manhua saw the girl come in, her face changed.
But because Mr. Zhong was there, he endured it and didn't say anything.
On the side, Zhong Zhiwan had red eyes, obviously having cried not long ago.
Ying Zijin glanced at him briefly.
I noticed that Zhong Zhiwan's lips curved up, as if in provocation.
She ignored him and just nodded to Mr. Zhong: "Grandpa."
Before Mr. Zhong could say anything, Mrs. Zhong slammed the table and stood up angrily: "How dare you, an adopted daughter, call me grandpa? You pushed Wanwan into the lake, how could you be so vicious? I say..."
Before he could finish his words, Mr. Zhong roared, "Shut up!"
Mrs. Zhong was stunned.
"Zijin, come and sit next to grandpa." Old Master Zhong waved his hand.
After Ying Zijin sat down, Mr. Zhong’s face turned cold: “Zhong Zhiwan, apologize to your cousin!”
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