The second Zhou Haizhong? Everyone in the surveillance room was stunned.

Zhou Haizhong, the proposer of Zhou's conjecture, a professor and doctoral supervisor of Sun Yat sen University, has published more than 120 papers on linguistics, mathematics, information science, emerging interdisciplinary and other fields in academic journals since 1981. At the same time, he has been invited to make special academic reports and attend international academic conferences in many countries all over the world, and has won high praise.

He is the pride of Beishan city and the first mathematician of Beishan city to go out!

No one could have thought that Li Xueming would give Qin Luo such a high evaluation.

"Team leader, is this evaluation too high?"

"I admit that Qin Luo is indeed a genius, but Professor Zhou Haizhong is a genius among geniuses."

“……”

Although Qin Luo created a history, it does not mean that he can be compared with Professor Zhou Haizhong.

Li Xueming smiles and shakes his head: "two months ago, he was a crane tail, still standing struggling on the edge of the passing line."

"Two months later, he has set a record in the history of several couplets."

"He is still young."

All of a sudden, the whole monitoring room was quiet, as if the air had condensed. It was so silent that even a needle could be heard falling to the ground.

Two months, from a crane tail to a top Xueba!

How could this be possible.

Everyone is stupid, but everyone knows that Li Xueming can't lie, and there is no need to lie! What he said is the truth.

They thought that Qin Luo was a genius when he was young, but Li Xueming told them that Qin Luo had only risen in the last two months.

It just refreshes their understanding.

"Gulu ~" the middle-aged judge swallowed his saliva and sighed, "genius of genius."

Genius is not enough to describe Qin Luo. He is a genius in genius.

"Let's see him start writing."

Just at this time, a cry came into Li Xueming's ear.

Have you started?

Li Xueming is a little stunned. He rushes to the computer and stares at Qin Luo.

Can he really prove Zhou's conjecture?

One minute

Five minutes

Ten minutes

Qin luofen wrote fast.

A piece of paper

Two drafts

When Qin Luo picked up the third piece of paper, Li Xueming finally recovered.

"Quick, quick, send him paper, quick!" Li Xueming roared loudly.

He is also engaged in mathematical research. He knows that inspiration is fleeting, and any interruption will interrupt it. If Qin Luo's thought is interrupted by a piece of draft paper, and he misses the opportunity to understand the difficult problem that has plagued the academic circle for more than ten years, Li Xueming would like to die!

The middle-aged judge should a, picked up a stack of straw paper, dart out.

A minute later, he had come to the examination room and walked cautiously towards Qin Luo.

His steps were light for fear of making a noise.

Qin Luo only felt a "heat wave" coming. Subconsciously, he looked up and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of him.

"Teacher, can I help you?"

“……” It's over, it's all over!

Li Xue's face was as dead as dust. Once his state was interrupted, he didn't know when he wanted to enter the state.

"Who is it! Who stipulated that only three pieces of draft paper should be distributed, which is simply killing genius Li Xueming was furious and his face was grim.

If more than a few, even two, maybe Qin Luo can solve this problem!