"President Fang, we need an explanation. Qin Luo is qualified to get full marks." Song Qiaodong tried to hold back his anger and asked in a dull voice.

Explain?

A faint smile appeared on Fang Ming's face and said, "you should not look for me for this question. You should go to Academician Wang."

"Academician Wang?"

"What other Academician Wang can there be? Wang Xuecai, Academician Wang, academician song Baoguo, academician Zhou Haizhong, academician Zhou... " Fang Ming said lightly.

Who are Wang Xuecai, song Baoguo and Zhou Haizhong? Three academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, leading figures in academic circles.

Song Qiaodong is just the president of a branch of Mathematics Association. What qualifications do you have to ask them?

"President Fang, what's going on here?" Song Qiaodong's face was a little ugly. He didn't expect to involve many Chinese academicians.

"It's them who are in charge of marking this time."

"What!" Song Qiaodong and other teachers are frozen in place.

Usually, the marking work will be given to the teachers of Yanda university or graduate students, which is the reason why he concludes that there are problems.

However, the Organizing Committee of this competition was out of the ordinary, and a group of academicians from China read the papers in person.

All the people who can be called academicians are the best in the academic circle. They have the ability and reputation in one body!

"Who can tell me what's going on here?" Song Qiaodong is a little dizzy.

The national academicians personally read papers, not to mention in the number of couplets, is in the history of China so many examinations have never appeared!

"You ask me, who do I ask?" Fang Ming glanced at him with disdain.

The original plan was that teachers from Yanda University and some graduate students would read the papers together. But just before the national decision was held, Fang Ming suddenly received a notice from Wang Xuecai that Wang Xuecai and the other two academicians would read the papers together.

Even he, the president of the Mathematics Association, didn't know why.

Suddenly, the corner of Fang Ming's eyes drifted across the door, and Wang Xuecai and others appeared in his sight.

"Mr. Wang, academician Zhou, academician song..."

Muddle, continue to muddle.

Looking at the three academic "Mount Tai" walking slowly, song Qiaodong's body completely stays in place.

"So many people, what's going on?" Wang Xuecai's eyes swept through the fierce crowd, and his eyes were a little unhappy.

It's a celebration, but it's made like a courtroom by these people.

"It's like this..." Fang Ming quickly told Wang Xuecai what happened.

Wang Xuecai, who knew the cause and effect, suddenly became gloomy. His eyes swept around him fiercely and said in a loud voice, "why full marks? The reason is simple! "

"If any of you can prove the nonlocal collapse theorem and open up a new gap in the proof of Poincare's conjecture, you will also get full marks!"

Wang Xuecai's voice reverberated throughout the auditorium and roared in everyone's mind.

"Hum!" Song Qiaodong's eyes are black and his mind is buzzing.

It's impossible! He screamed wildly in his heart.

"Wang Yuan, do you mean that Qin Luo proved the nonlocal collapse theorem?" Song Qiaodong asked with a confused face.

"That's right." Wang Xuecai nodded his head and said, "we have written his answer paper into a paper and sent it to Princeton. I believe it will not be long. It's going to appear in math journals. "

Wang Xuecai, song Baoguo, Zhou Haizhong, the three academicians personally revised the paper.