"Could it be that he has completely figured out this problem in his mind? Now it's just a plan!"

"No wonder he didn't want to write at first. He had to move out of his father Tao Zhexuan to write. Could it be that he wrote it for Tao Zhexuan?"

"..."

+ The more the old professors analyzed, the more they felt frightened and deeply shocked.

The son of Tao Zhexuan, the god of mathematics, is not simple, he is a national treasure!

When they were teenagers, they showed an amazing talent for mathematics, which made them ashamed of a group of old pedants who had studied mathematics for decades!

Sometimes the gap between people is really as big as the clouds in the world and the mud on the ground...

This makes a group of old professors who have been held in the sky all the time, deeply feel that they are slack, and they are just starting their academic journey!

[Ding, the negative emotions from Yang Lao pedantic +10! 】

[Ding, the negative emotions from the old pedant Li +10! 】

[Ding, the negative emotions from Old Scholar Wu +10! 】

……

And the teachers and students of Chunfeng Middle School have become numb, and they now understand a truth:

That is to never set an upper limit on Taoshen.

Because this guy is not human...

is God! .

Chapter [-] Got the disease of learning gods [Four shifts, please subscribe]

-The old professor Qun is no longer acting like he is at this time.

Because they also realize that Tao Cheng is a real genius, not something they can compare with.

Therefore, I no longer compare the speed with Tao Cheng, but calm down and slowly study the problem-solving process written by Tao Cheng.

After the unremitting efforts of a national-level deciphering team, Tao Cheng wrote the Morse code and slowly deciphered it.

Then hand it over to the old professors.

It is common sense that cracking this problem is tens of millions of times harder than reviewing it.

But at this time, a spectacle appeared:

That is, a high school student is solving a problem with Morse code, and more than a dozen top and most authoritative old professors in China are reviewing it.

I'm looking at whether the proof written by this high school student is correct.

Moreover, the speed of the two sides is incomparable at all. Tao Cheng's problem-solving speed is several times faster than that of a dozen old professors.

Not on a level at all...

And only one old professor did not participate in the review, that is the literature professor Qin Lao.

At this time, Mr. Qin was looking at what Tao Cheng wrote with relish, looking like he was enjoying...

Pan Shuai wondered, a literature professor was so fascinated by a mathematical proof?

"Teacher, you... do you understand it too?"`

Old Qin smiled slightly and shook his head:

"No no no... Xiaoshuai, what do you think of Tao Cheng's writing?"

Pan Shuai subconsciously looked at the blackboard.

I saw that the densely packed are all dotted horizontally, even more ignorant.

He can't understand what it is, let alone whether it looks good or not?

Seeing Pan Shuai's doubts, the old scholar Qin hated him and sighed:

"I can't see it? You see that the horizontal and vertical writing is so elegant and agile, it is simply art, Xiaoshuai, you must study it seriously!"

[Ding, negative emotions from Pan Shuai +10! 】

Pan Shuai was already depressed enough today, but now he is even more depressed...

This Nima's little bit of horizontal and horizontal can also be seen to be elegant and agile, I am afraid it is not Aiwu Jiwu.

Compared with the quiet appreciation of Qin Lao pedantic, the other side is much more lively!

+ Several old math professors hold a notebook, which records the proof process deciphered by the deciphering team.

Each one was emotionally excited, shaking his head, his blushing face furrowing his brows for a while, and then showing a sudden realization...

Their faces changed in shock.

The muscles of both cheeks drooped loosely, and almost every mouth looked like a small round hole...

"It turns out to be like this, my God, did he come up with such a complicated process alone?!"

"There have been many mathematicians who wanted to prove in this direction, but they were all stuck. He actually broke this barrier!"

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

"Haha, Tao Cheng is really a genius, no, evildoer!"

"Well, Qinghua needs a monster like him!"

"Hmph, Bei Da needs a monster like him even more!"

"..."

Speaking of which, Professor Yang Lao took the lead in rushing out of the classroom...

"Old man Yang, you bad old man is very bad!"

A few old professors slapped their heads suddenly, as if they had remembered something that made them extremely regretful.

At the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, he scrambled to squeeze out of the classroom of the third and third class...

More than a dozen professors, under the shocked eyes of the principal and teachers.

Like a group of children grabbing toys, they rushed to the corridor outside the classroom of Class Three and Six.

……

Classes [-] and [-] are taking the mathematics class of their class teacher, the old teacher.

A group of people were finally driven back to the classroom by the old teacher...

At this time, the old teacher was exasperatingly exhorting:

"Look at you now, ha, do you look like half a senior?"

"When did you (cfei) still want to play, do you think you are Tao Cheng? If you can get half the marks of Tao Cheng, I will burn high incense!"

"You don't have the brains of studying God, and you have the disease of studying God. I think you are helpless!"

"..."

The students in Class [-] were trained like quails, their heads drooping...

The old teacher had scolded enough, so he swallowed and told several key math geniuses in the class:

"You guys have to hurry up, the math competition will be coming soon."

"You must hurry up and study. If you do well in this competition, you will have the opportunity to recommend Qinghua Bei in advance."

"This is also the only chance for you to compare to Tao Cheng's evildoer. He is a perfect student, and he will definitely not be able to compete in the college entrance examination..."

"..."

At the same time, in the corridor outside the sixth shift gate.

"Principal, immediately send someone to Chunfeng Middle School, a student here, I want to admit him immediately!"

In the office of the president of Qinghua University, the meticulously dressed president frowned slightly, but said with a smile:

"Mr. Yang, isn't it still some time before colleges and universities enroll students in advance, why are you so anxious?"

"No hurry? If you don't hurry, the genius will be taken away by others!"

"Little Qiuzi, let me tell you, if I can't grab this genius this time, I'll quit!"

Yang Lao pedantic was angry and threatening at the same time.

-Time has made Principal Qinghua bewildered. What kind of genius is it that can make Yang Lao, who has been obsessed with academics for these years, so anxious:

"Mr. Yang, don't get excited, if you have something to say, speak slowly."

"Speak slowly, the day lily is going to be cold. You don't know how many schools are robbing him now!"

The more Professor Yang said, the more excited he became, for fear that other schools would take the lead:

"Listen clearly, this student named Tao Cheng from Chunfeng Middle School is about to prove Goldbach's conjecture!"

"what?!

An unbelievable voice came from the phone.

Old Yang raised his voice an octave and said word by word:

"So, take me by helicopter right now, and immediately admit Tao Cheng to Qinghua University!"

Old Yang's loud voice originally wanted to overwhelm the other professors who were also calling and reporting to the principal.

But he didn't want his words to be completely heard by the students in Class [-] and [-], as well as the head teacher!

This is awkward...

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