Salted Fish Learn to Play Technology

　　 Soon, the private car of Zhang Wei's group came to Harvard University, but the school entrance was once again captured by reporters.

　　 At this glance, there were reporters carrying long guns and short guns everywhere.

　　Zhang Wei couldn't help rolling his eyes when he saw this scene. Are these people endless?

　　 Qiu Chengtong can only smile bitterly. In the United States, reporters are quite difficult to deal with. These people can even poke out the Watergate incident. What else do they dare not do?

　　 Immediately he could only say to Zhang Wei: "Professor Zhang is a little patient, and after entering the school, they will not be able to follow in."

　　 looked at the situation outside the window. Zhang Wei was very skeptical of his statement. As far as the current situation is concerned, these reporters do not seem to dare to break into the school.

　　Thinking about it, he simply pulled the car door and strode forward.

　　In an instant, countless reporters found him, and suddenly they flooded like a tide.

　　 Zhang Wei stood calmly and waited for their flash to shoot before speaking.

　　 "What do you want to ask, ask."

　　 Suddenly a bunch of reporters chattered, and Zhang Wei rolled his eyes suddenly, "You ask like this, the ghost can hear what you are asking? Can you ask one by one."

　　 was stunned by Zhang Wei, and the scene was finally a little quieter. Then Zhang Wei pointed at a reporter at random, "You are here to say hello."

　　 The reporter named was immediately rejoicing: "Professor Zhang, I am..."

　　 "Stop, now you are the representative of all the reporters present, so it doesn't matter which media you are..."

　　Reporter·····Lao Niang has a sentence mmp, must speak.

Resisting the impulsive urge, the reporter took a deep breath: "Professor Zhang, we heard that this year's Phil Award is likely to be awarded to you. The original award was not controversial, but now Michael A Sir Tia proved Riemann’s conjecture, do you think you are still qualified to win the Phil Award?"

　　Zhang Wei has ten thousand sentences of mmp in his heart at this time: Why should I order an intellectual disability to ask questions!

　　 "First of all, the Phil Award is only given to mathematicians under the age of 40. How old is the Michael Attia you mentioned, do you have no points in your heart?"

　　Reporter...What to do, so embarrassing! Faceless.

　　 "Secondly, who said he proved Riemann's conjecture? Have you seen his paper published in any top mathematics journal?"

　　 This time the reporter finally caught the loophole and said immediately: "Did that professor have you read Sir Michael Attia's paper? If you haven't read it, why do you say he failed?"

　　 For this, Zhang Wei couldn't help rolling his eyes, "I'm sorry, I really read it."

　　Reporter... How is this different from what is said? Didn't you say that you haven't read Sir Michael Attia's paper dozens of minutes ago?

　　Reporter... How is this different from what is said? Didn't you say that you haven't read Sir Michael Attia's paper dozens of minutes ago?

At this point, other reporters responded, "Professor Zhang, you said that you have read Sir Michael Attia's paper? Are you talking about the truth? Why did you see this paper? This paper should be Is it still in the review stage?"

　　 Zhang Wei immediately gave me the idiot's look, "Because, I am the reviewer!"

　　Reporter······mmp, how come this does not follow the routine at all!

　　 But then came more questions, "Professor Zhang, you said you are a reviewer, when did you become a reviewer? Which reviewer is it?"

　　 For this question, Zhang Wei immediately turned his head to look at Zhang Yingxue. Zhang Yingxue stood up and said in a timely manner: "All the top mathematics journals, you are the reviewers."

　　Zhang Wei was clear and turned his head and said, "I am a reviewer of all top mathematics journals."

　　Reporter·····You are a bit fresh and refined! But looking at his calm and calm look, why was he a little panicked.

　　 Some reporters directly called several major mathematics journals to verify.

　　 ". ¨ I don't believe it, can one person act as a reviewer for all top mathematics journals?"

　　 However, it turns out that reality is so absurd!

　　 Soon, a group of reporters lost their phones and left.

　　 The person on the edge hurriedly asked: "How is it? What does the other party say?"

　　 "He really is the reviewer of all top mathematics journals, and he is still the final reviewer."

　　Public reporters...mmp, I can't talk anymore this day.

　　 Zhang Wei shrugged, blame me for being too good?

　　 Silent for a long time, a reporter suddenly asked: "So Professor Zhang, how do you evaluate Sir Michael Attia's thesis?"

Zhang Wei rolled his eyes, "To evaluate a paper, first of all, if it is a paper, and the so-called proof of Michael Attia that you (Nuohaohao) said, it is not even a paper. So, Don’t make a fuss here, go home early and rest.”

　　 Journalists...mmp, I really want to hit someone!

　　However, Zhang Wei had been protected by security personnel and walked into the Harvard campus calmly.

The reporters who stayed in place for a while were all looking at each other for a while, and a reporter suddenly said cruelly: "A young junior who has just become famous is so disrespectful to his predecessor, so I must expose him."

　　 "Yes, if you want to expose him, you must make him difficult to do in academia."

Qiu Chengtong on the side couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "mmp, where are you confidently saying this?".