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Chapter 116 How Far Have You Proved?

Chapter 116: How far have you... proved it?

Ji Yingzhou did not go home after leaving Yunding. Duan Lang just sent him a message saying that there were latest developments in the case in the morning and he needed to stop by the company.

When Duan Lang waited for Ji Yingzhou in the office, he saw an unexpected item in his boss's hand, which was very inconsistent with his business elite attire.

He stretched out his hand to take it, but Ji Yingzhou didn't give it to him and carried it into the office. When he sat down, the first thing he did was open the thermos cup, pour it out and take a sip.

The 26-degree air was filled with a faint sweet fragrance, and Ji Yingzhou's expression made him unable to understand. Was it pleasure, satisfaction, and a little bit of showoff?

This is completely different from Ji Yingzhou when he got angry in the morning.

Duan Lang knew that his boss was going to pick him up at the airport in the afternoon, but he didn't expect that after six or seven hours of absence, Ji Yingzhou's anger level dropped from near the top to below the average. Miss Yan's ability was simply amazing.

Here, Yan Fuguang sent Ji Yingzhou away, went back to his room, took a bath, and got ready to go to sleep. He had to go to the company for a meeting tomorrow morning and report to school in the afternoon. The whole day was full.

Before going to bed, I also received a photo from Ji Yingzhou. There was a steaming cup lid in the picture, followed by the sentence "Snow pear soup is delicious".

Yan Fuguang smiled back, "Just like it, I'm going to bed, good night".

【Good night】

Looking at the two symmetrical words of good night on the phone, a smile appeared on Ji Yingzhou's face again.

Duan Lang watched silently, with such a gentle expression, no one else but Miss Yan could see it.

"Boss, the conference room is ready. Would you like to go over now?"

Ji Yingzhou said "hmm" and stood up, not forgetting to take the thermos cup with him when he left.

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When Yan Fuguang reappeared on the Hudan campus the next day, the campus forum was abuzz as expected, but this time there was a lot more noise.

Everyone knows that Yan Fuguang disappeared for half a year to film a movie, and now she is back to take the final exam, just like she did at the end of her freshman year.

But not everyone is happy to see someone around them blatantly possessing privileges. After all, although there are many people who like Yan Fuguang, there are always many who are jealous of her.

Even in the mathematics department, there were complaints. They didn't know what Yan Fuguang had agreed with Qian Mingli, but they had to sign in diligently every day. If they missed three classes, their grades would be deducted. How could Yan Fuguang be able to walk several times in one go?

Months later, it appeared just before the exam!

And the commotion went beyond just typing on the forum. Someone actually reported it to the school, saying that the matter should not be kept vague and questioning whether the school had opened a back door for star students.

The school couldn't pretend not to know that things were going wrong. Although the punishment wouldn't be severe, the mathematics department had to give a justifiable reason.

So Yan Fuguang came to Qian Mingli's office again, and this time there was even a hint of schadenfreude on the old man's face.

"Look, what did I say? I told you not to go to school and have to act! Now, okay, things are getting serious. The school asked me to give an explanation. Do you think I should punish you or punish you?

, or should I punish you?"

The old man was almost seventy years old, and his speech was quite fashionable. He was already thinking happily that Yan Fuguang might be forced to go back to school due to pressure, and from then on he could study mathematics with peace of mind and give up those unrealistic dreams of becoming a star.

Yan Fuguang took out the paper that had been bound long ago and put it on Qian Mingli's desk, and said: "This is the paper that was promised to you. The electronic version has just been sent to your mailbox."

Yan Fuguang's indifferent expression made Qian Mingli not take it seriously. After all, she hadn't heard anything about any new research she was doing in the past six months, although she had completed the tasks assigned to her every month very well...

Thinking of this, Qian Mingli suddenly realized something. Could this girl have compiled an article for him based on those topics?

He quickly turned over the thick pile of manuscripts in front of him, but the title on the cover immediately blinded him.

"Goldbach's conjecture about even numbers..."

Qian Mingli subconsciously thought it out.

There wasn't a word he didn't know.

Goldbach's conjecture, this century's great puzzle known as the crown jewel of mathematics, must be conquered by humans in the Himalayas, but Goldbach's conjecture is still the pinnacle of mathematics that no one can reach.

He had discussed this topic with Yan Fuguang half a year ago. At that time, Yan Fuguang also gave some ideas, but ideas are ideas after all, and there must be a long way to go before confirmation, and it may even be insurmountable in his lifetime.

You must know that Fermat's conjecture, which is also known as the three major conjectures in mathematics along with Song's conjecture, was finally proved by Andrew Wiles for nearly ten years from the proof to the final publication of the results, not to mention his previous ten years of work.

This is the foreshadowing.

Anyone who studies mathematics knows that if Goldbach's conjecture about even numbers can be confirmed, then Goldbach's conjecture about odd numbers must also be correct, which means that the proposition of Goldbach's conjecture has been solved.

And the title of Yan Fuguang's thesis-"Goldbach's Conjecture about Even Numbers"!

Unless Yan Fuguang is a clickbait, the person who dares to give such a name must have certain research results, or even...

Qian Mingli didn't dare to think about the subsequent speculation, and even thought of such a thought was treasonous!

Before I even opened the book, the old man's voice began to tremble: "Do you know what this is?"

He pointed to the words "Goldbach's conjecture" and asked.

Yan Fuguang nodded, this so-called legendary puzzle is indeed interesting.

She found all the relevant weak conjecture papers and looked at them. The path of the predecessors was very difficult. It seemed that they were getting closer and closer to the end, but in fact no one could break through the existing thinking patterns.

Yan Fuguang used brand-new mathematical tools in the proof process, and she even wrote an extra paper specifically for this purpose.

In fact, for her, this is just a slightly difficult puzzle. As long as she uses the right method, she can solve it. The key lies in this method. No one in the world except her may know it.

"How far have you... proved it?"

Qian Mingli didn't dare to think about the best outcome, but even if a "weak guess" was newly confirmed, Yan Fuguang's name would be enough to go down in history.

"That's the title, Goldbach's conjecture about even numbers."

Yan Fuguang's light voice sounded like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning to Qian Mingli's ears. Does this mean that she thought she had confirmed the guess?

Qian Mingli's chest heaved violently, and he wanted to angrily criticize the nonsense, but the scene half a year ago was still vivid in his mind.

Yan Fuguang is not a big talker, could it be possible...

Seeing the old man breathing like a bellows, Yan Fuguang was afraid that he would suddenly pass away.

"Calm down first. You can read the paper slowly. I'm not in a hurry."

Nonsense, you are not in a hurry, I am!

Qian Mingli was so choked up by her words that his breath came out of his throat, but with this interruption, he regained his ability to think.
Chapter completed!
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