Chapter 141

But all of them, without exception, have been unable to prove their twin prime conjectures.

Everyone looked at Qin Luo curiously to see what kind of tricks he would play.

Qin Luo closed his eyes and thought.

On the last day of IMO's competition, he will prove twin prime numbers here at Birmingham report desk!

Open your eyes, Qin Luo wrote a line of arithmetic!

No PPT, no projector, he proved it at the scene!

When Qin Luo wrote the certificate, the auditorium was noisy.

Whether it is a media reporter, or a big bull in the academic circle, they all stare at the same time.

For the first time, they saw the "genius" proved on the spot

For a moment, a smile appeared on the faces of the left and right people.

They have attributed Qin Luo to the "mischief" of genius.

One line, two lines, three lines

Qin Luo's hands are flying like a symphony of fate in the performer.

When Qin Luo's answer was written on the tenth line,

there was no voice in the whole auditorium, and even dreine and Professor Stanley raised their eyebrows.

They looked at each other with a deep shock in their pupils.

The next moment, they take out the notebook from the bag, put it on their knees, and their expressions begin to be serious.

At the same time, the audience sitting under the stage did not have any fun, they were seriously staring at the whiteboard.

They have a premonition that there will be a miracle.

In the corner of the auditorium, several people from the Chinese Olympic Mathematics team are staring at Qin Luo with shock in their eyes.

"Teacher, Qin Luo, what does he want to do?" Huang Zhen asked.

What are you doing?

I also want to know what he does

Feng Huadong is also thinking about this issue.

Qin Luo's action has no sign, and no one knows it. He seems to be on the spur of the moment, directly trying to prove twin prime numbers!

"Big brother, that's twin prime numbers. Are you playing too big?" Feng Huadong only has a bitter smile in his heart.

Don't care about people's movement, Qin Luo in front of the day shift, just a single mind on the problem of understanding.

Ten lines, twenty lines, thirty lines

As time went by, people's hearts began to tense up.

Although many of the people present looked at it, they didn't know whether Qin Luo's proof was correct or not.

But it is amazing to be able to write down more than 30 proofs!

"Pa!"

Qin Luo wrote a blank, suddenly looked up, the length of the whiteboard more than three meters has no space to write.

"On that white board." Professor Stanley said eagerly.

Thank you

Qin Luo nodded.

Stanley put down his notes and slowly rose to his feet. His eyes swept around him and said, "from this moment on, please keep quiet, because you have the honor to witness a conjecture being proved."

The voice dropped.

There was a complete silence.

Even the sound of breathing disappeared. At this moment, the auditorium was quiet to the extreme.

Even a group of media reporters put down their cameras. They were worried that the sound of the shutter would affect Qin Luo, who was being proved.

Prove the conjecture on the spot.

Anyone who dares to do so is either a genius or a madman.

But with Stanley's words, they can be sure that Qin Luo is the former.

The whiteboard was quickly brought up and the staff placed it side by side with the previous one.

"Hoo ~" Qin Luo took a deep breath and once again put himself into the proof.