I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 297 Everyone called me to be a professor
"It's a little difficult? Why is it just a little difficult? I'm a math idiot and I know how difficult this Riemann Hypothesis is. Mathematicians all over the world haven't solved it for more than 100 years. You tell me it's just a little difficult?"

"Tell me, did you spend money to buy a lot of mathematicians to do research behind your back?" Wang Ling guessed.

He knew that Zhang Mengyu's family had many capable people and strangers, and this guess was not unreasonable.

"But it's not right, plus this math problem, how could it be solved in an hour and a half?" Wang Ling continued to speculate, "Did you even bribe the teacher who produced the test? Or is the teacher who produced the test is you again?" employees at home?"

"Why do you have such a rich imagination?" Zhang Meng was speechless, "Isn't it just a high math test paper? As for you?"

"Damn! Talking to you kid is really hard on me, please leave!" Wang Ling slammed the phone.

"Neuropathy!"

Zhang Mengyu really doesn't know what Riemann's conjecture is. Although he has studied advanced mathematics before, except for the week before the final exam, he is almost playing, and Riemann's conjecture has long been far beyond the scope of advanced mathematics. , Zhang Mengyu didn't know anything about it!
After the improvement of the Super Seminary, Zhang Mengyu's brain and development level have reached a very high level, memory, logic, thinking and creativity, etc., have reached an almost endless level.

High-level mathematical theorems and formulas, etc., can be derived through some basic mathematics. Zhang Mengyu completely relied on his own mathematical skills to deduce the Riemann conjecture almost from scratch.

If other people know that Zhang Mengyu has completed the proof of Riemann's conjecture from scratch, I am afraid that he will go crazy now. The amount of calculation involved in this is simply not what human brains can afford.

Of course, Zhang Mengyu's current brain computing power has already far exceeded the scope of ordinary humans.

Paper can never contain fire, and Zhang Mengyu's screenshot of his grades was quickly posted on the Internet.

"150 points? Nima! High math 150 points?"

"The last question is also done? That's Riemann's conjecture!"

"One month ago, the Clay Institute of Mathematics announced that the Riemann Hypothesis was successfully confirmed. At that time, some people boldly speculated whether some god solved it during the postgraduate entrance examination. Could it be that this month is waiting for the postgraduate entrance examination results to be announced?"

"Do you still remember Mr. Zhang's interview video that day? He talked about these rubbish topics. At that time, I thought he was pretending."

"Don't talk about it, some people say that Mr. Zhang started to fall asleep after half an hour of writing, let alone solve these problems in half a novel, even if you give me a copy of the answers and let me copy them, I can't finish it. what!"

"Is there anything Mr. Zhang can't do?"

"Hurry up, send the admission notice to Zhang Menglong!"

"Give him the highest treatment, the highest level of scholarship, and a place to go abroad for exchange, and give him whatever he wants!"

All the colleges and universities in Huaxia have been mobilized. Although Zhang Mengyu's school is Jiangnan University of Technology, but to solve this world-class math problem, the school has [-] ways to recruit Zhang Mengyu.

Even Riemann's conjecture, a mathematical problem, can be solved in such a short period of time. Are other problems still called problems?He alone may even advance the pace of basic mathematics for decades!

Not only domestic universities, but also foreign universities are busy.

In the Department of Mathematics of Harvard University, several researchers are gathering together. In the middle of them is a Taishan Beidou in the mathematics world. Math Center Characters.

His name is Singer, and he is the winner of the Fields Medal, the Abel Prize, and the Wolf Mathematics Prize.

"This young Chinese man named Zhang Mengyu must be brought here!" Singer said with a strong determination in his tone, "We need his mathematical ability, and with his participation, I think the other six of the seven major problems of mathematics , and there is great hope that it will be solved!"

"I'll get someone to send him an admission letter right away!" The head of the Department of Mathematics said impatiently.

"It's not enough!" Another professor said, "I'm afraid the whole world is staring at his level. We must give him the best conditions!"

"I'm going to the government to apply for a green card for him now. As long as he comes to our graduate school, he can immediately get the status of an American citizen!"

"Idiot, do you think his American citizenship is attractive to him?" Singer cursed, "He is the richest man in the world, does he even care what nationality he is?"

"This" everyone is stunned, yes, to recruit Zhang Mengyu, their method is nothing more than the material conditions of a full scholarship, even with a green card, it is indeed very attractive to ordinary people, But for the richest man in the world, does this thing make sense?
Green card?It's just a broken card!

scholarship?For others, it is quite a generous amount, but for Zhang Menglong, his daily pocket money does not know how many times more than this.

"And do you think anyone in our math department at Harvard University is qualified to be his teacher?"

This sentence stunned everyone again.

That's right, this math problem that has not been solved for more than 100 years, these people don't know how many years of hard work they have spent, but there is no result.

As for Zhang Mengyu, he handed in the papers ahead of the two-hour exam time. His level was already far above them. Even Singer dared not say that he was qualified to be his teacher.

"Mr. Singer, then."

"Send him an invitation letter, asking him to come to our Harvard University as a professor, a special professor!"

"Mr. Zhang, the admission notices from Carleton University and Cambridge University are here." Hong Yi held a thick pile of letters. "There are also some other schools. There are 198 in total today. Do you need to take a look?"

"No need," Zhang Mengyu shook his head, "Let's put it aside, I'm applying for a major in polymer materials, what the hell are there are so many admission notices for mathematics majors!"

Hong Yi smiled helplessly, and directly put the things on the mountain of admission notices in the corner.

"Hazy, your phone," Lu Yiyao casually handed over the phone.

Zhang Meng picked up the phone and saw an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Mengyu, who is it?"

"Mengyu Zhang, hello, I'm Bai Gongyu, Dean of the School of Mathematical Sciences, Qingbei University."

"Oh, hello, Dean Bai." Zhang Menglong answered the phone call, knowing without asking, this must be another lobbyist.

"Student Zhang, I am here to invite you on behalf of Qingbei University. I hope you can come to Qingbei University to study as a graduate student."

"Dean Bai, thank you for your invitation, but I am applying for the polymer materials major of Jiangnan University of Technology, so I can only"

"Listen to my conditions first!" Bai Gongyu said hastily, "As long as you are willing to come to study with us, we guarantee that you can directly study for a master's degree, and all tuition fees during the period are free, and we will provide you with 20 yuan a year Yuan's student fund, and I will also solve the problem of Yanjing's household registration for you, and..."

"Principal Bai, I'm not interested in money or anything," Zhang Mengyu said, "And it seems that I donated money to establish the bursary fund of your school."

"Ah?" Bai Gongyu's expression suddenly became suffocated.

"Also, the president of Harvard University just called me and begged me to be a professor at their school. I just refused, so..."

The muscles on Bai Gongyu's face on the other end of the phone twitched slightly.

The president of Harvard University personally invited you?And let you be a professor?Is this American crazy?

Most importantly, Zhang Mengyu actually refused?

He is not short of money, isn't it for a little face project to study for a graduate school?The title of professor has been given to you, why don't you go?

What exactly are you drawing?

(End of this chapter)