You say you have an iron will, are you serious?

Chapter 143: Hurry up and bring the whiteboard~
People are sitting under the stage, and pots are coming from the stage.

It was talking about Luo Jihao's mood at this moment.

When Zhao Mo said his words, he was still stunned for a moment, wondering if he heard it wrong.

But the next moment, he realized that he heard it right, what Zhao Mo said was exactly what he heard.

No, are you sick?
What's wrong with you?

You are giving your report, why are you trying to bully me?
What does it mean to be inspired after listening to my report? Come on, sister, it’s none of my business to be inspired by you yourself?

Luo Jihao's expression suddenly dropped. In his opinion, Zhao Mo did this completely on purpose, just to step on him and use him as a stepping stone.

Everyone had prepared speeches for things that were obvious, so how could they suddenly change their minds at the last minute?

Zhao Mo was purely trying to retaliate for his previous preaching, absolutely.

"Mom, why don't you go to heaven?"

After cursing in his heart, Luo Jihao sneered. He wanted to see what this guy on the stage could say. ABC guess?Could this be a joke?

The difficulty of the ABC conjecture is among the best in the world. Many people in the mathematical community have studied it, but none of them have proven it.

You, an undergraduate, are talking nonsense here. Are you just coming here to show off your knowledge?

"I'll go, senior brother's face is twisted, the two of them are really going to make a big fuss~"

Junior brother Lu Ran sitting aside was surprised by Zhao Mo's words, but he didn't feel anything at all. He just thought that Zhao Mo had some research results to show off, and at the same time disgusted Luo Jihao in response to Luo Jihao's remarks before the opening. unreasonable.

Well, actually Lu Ran also thought that his senior brother was too unreasonable.

Now looking at it, his original impression that Zhao Mo had a good temper was still a little different. Zhao Mo only had a good temper on the surface, but in fact he was just as arrogant.

Sure enough, geniuses are all the same.

Lu Ran carefully looked at Liu Jimin, the instructor next to Luo Jihao, and found that the smile on Liu Jimin's face had disappeared, replaced by something serious and solemn. He couldn't help but think to himself: "The boss seems to have a lot of opinions~"

"What did he just say?"

At the same time, Huang Cheng and Zong Ming, who were discussing, were also startled, and Huang Cheng asked subconsciously.

Zong Ming hesitated and said: "If I heard correctly, he was talking about the ABC conjecture?"

"ABC guess?"

Huang Cheng's reaction was obviously slow, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he said, "What is this little guy doing? How can he talk nonsense on such an important occasion?"

Zong Ming smiled and said: "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Maybe they can give us a surprise."

Huang Cheng shook his head and said: "Maybe, this little guy has always given me surprises~"

He thought it was impossible for Zhao Mo to solve the ABC conjecture, but he also felt that Zong Ming's words made sense.

Indeed, even if the ABC conjecture cannot be solved, some new highlights and innovations in the process of proving the ABC conjecture are actually surprises, which are very worthy of recognition and praise.

Zong Ming nodded and said, "Then listen first."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but digressed: "If he really solves the ABC conjecture, then the next Fields Medal will be his, and he won it this year, right? Then he will make history with the 21-year-old Age to win a Fields Medal.”

He remembered clearly that the youngest Fields Medal was created by French mathematician Pierre, who set a record at the age of 24. It was unprecedented and unprecedented.

"Yes."

Huang Cheng nodded, and then couldn't help laughing: "You are thinking too far, and you want to give back the Fields Medal? However, if he can really prove this conjecture, the Fields Medal will be just the icing on the cake. It was not him at that time It’s an honor to receive the Fields Medal, but it’s an honor to be awarded the Fields Medal to him.”

Zong Ming laughed softly: "That's really the case."

Wudaokou location.

Zhou Zuojian, deputy director of the School of Mathematics, was numb all over and looked at Zhao Mo on the stage with a speechless expression: "..."

The speech report has been prepared, why don't you just finish it honestly?
What inspiration comes to you at this time to do something special? Are you sure it's not to stimulate me?

He quickly touched his heart with his hand, and his heart couldn't bear it anymore. It was beating so fast that it was about to jump out.

He had the urge to rush up and pull Zhao Mo down, but his reason told him that he couldn't do it.

"Forget it, let him do his best! Although this guy is usually not very good, he is still very powerful at critical moments. He did not create any traps, but there are surprises~"

Zhou Zuojian could only comfort himself in this way, and then nervously looked forward to Zhao Mo's next performance.

……

“...Incomplete summation of convolutions of Möbius inversion method S(n,l)=∑d/n~w(d)≤l/μ(d)=∑…

After converting the sieve method into a relatively prime form, S (A, p, z) ≤ ∑/n...= ∑/d, p/w (d) ≤ l~μ (d) ∑1
......"

Zhao Mo did not put the people below him in his "eyes". When inspiration came, he could not stop it. He was eager to transform this inspiration into knowledge and his own accumulation.

After politely telling the truth, he couldn't wait to start his speech. He even pulled a whiteboard next to him to the center of the stage and started writing on it with a whiteboard pen, fluently.

In an instant, a large number of numbers and symbols appeared on the whiteboard like mercury, appearing in everyone's sight, allowing everyone to see clearly.

This time, all the knowledge he had learned in the past was condensed. There was no longer any difficulty in proving the ABC conjecture in the previous burst of inspiration. He had completely figured it out.

"This~this~"

In the audience, Zhou Zuojian, who had been staring at Zhao Mo nervously, swallowed subconsciously. As Zhao Mo continued to write mathematical expressions, his expression became more and more nervous, and he gradually showed an expression of disbelief.

He suddenly discovered that Zhao Mo was really proving the ABC conjecture, and his thinking was clear and his logic was consistent.

Following Zhao Mo's thinking, he completely understood Zhao Mo's thinking and confirmed that the process he had written was correct.

At least, during his rapid thinking and rebuttal, he didn't find any problems.

What followed was a deep tremor. His body was trembling and numb, and a huge surprise surged in his heart: "He has solved it? Really solved it? Right, he has solved it." Alright?"

He has never been so nervous as he is now, and he feels more nervous than when he was getting married and entering the bridal chamber.

He held his breath subconsciously and stared at Zhao Mo's movements on the stage without blinking, for fear that his breath would interrupt Zhao Mo's inspiration.

"Hey, can the weighted screening method still be used in this way? Wait, I can see it. He is really proving the ABC conjecture!"

In the front row, Academician Li Qian, who had just won the Hua Luogeng Award and is also studying number theory, listened thoughtfully to Zhao Mo's account and looked at the proof process written by Zhao Mo. The attitude of admiring his juniors suddenly came back 180 Turning the corner, he became more and more shocked.

What Zhao Mo wrote is completely beyond the scope, beyond the level of undergraduate students, beyond the level of doctoral students, and even beyond the level of many professors, reaching the level of many mathematics masters.

In the application of various mathematical tools, he created many new methods and new ideas, which made him feel refreshed and enlightened.

At a certain moment, he seemed to see the shadow of Master Chen Shengshen.

When Zhao Mo was about to finish writing on the whiteboard on the stage, he suddenly realized that the above process was indeed to prove the ABC conjecture. What Zhao Mo said at the beginning was not a lie. He was really trying to solve the ABC conjecture. guess!

"Unbelievable!"

Academician Li Qian murmured to himself, looking at the stage with increasingly solemn and serious eyes, not daring to miss a single detail.

"Li Qian, do you think he can complete the final proof?"

Sitting next to Li Qian was Academician Wu, a master of mathematics. Academician Wu's face was filled with joy, but also with deep exhaustion.

He was nearly ninety years old, and although his mind was still active, his energy could no longer keep up, and he had to give up his plan to follow it in real time.

As far as the proof process he had seen so far, he found no problems, so he wanted to ask Li Qian for his opinion.

Li Qian is younger and more powerful than him, has more active thinking and more energy than him, and surpasses him in mathematical research ability.If Li Qian thinks there is no problem, then there is no problem.

"I don't know, but I'm looking forward to it! I have a strong feeling that he can succeed this time!"

Li Qiantou replied casually without looking back.

Academician Wu nodded slowly, then couldn't help but sit up straight, planning to continue watching.

"Find me some blackboards~"

On the stage, Zhao Mo, who was full of knowledge, was highly concentrated. LV8's wisdom seemed to be at its highest level. While he was writing proofs, he saw that the whiteboard was about to run out of blank space, and he even found time to shout.

The person who heard the voice was the host Guo Lei, the vice chairman of this mathematics conference.

But he was obviously stunned, because his attention was also focused on the proof process written by Zhao Mo, and he was questioning whether these contents were correct.

The staff on the side of the stage responded, but hesitated and looked at him.

Before Guo Lei had time to say anything, Li Qian had already slapped the table and stood up, shouting to the staff: "Don't look at it, go and bring up the whiteboard and bring in a few more pieces."

When the staff saw that it was the big academician in the front row, they hurriedly moved the whiteboard over.

Guo Lei breathed a sigh of relief and looked down the stage, only to find that the people below were all staring at the stage.

An interesting fact is that the people in the first two or three rows all looked excited. Although they were a little confused, it soon turned into surprise. On the other hand, those in the back row basically frowned and looked serious. In addition, Most of the younger generation, including some young scholars, looked confused.

"It's indeed a bit difficult, I almost couldn't keep up~"

Guo Lei shook his head and continued to look at the whiteboard.

Compared with these, the pursuit of knowledge in mathematics was the most attractive. He felt that his blood, which had cooled down a long time after transferring to an administrative position, was boiling again.

(End of this chapter)