The canteen of Peking University is vast.
It can accommodate more than 3,000 people to eat at the same time.
At the moment, in a corner of the cafeteria.
A group of teenagers were holding their mobile phones enthusiastically, and from time to time, 17 points, 18 points and other similar words appeared.
One of the young men looked arrogant and looked into the distance.
Sun Hua, the first place in the Central China Provincial Examination, is a veritable academic master.
"Brother Sun, don't you estimate the score?" someone in the crowd asked curiously.
Estimate score? That's something that scumbags can only do. Straight A student? No need for that thing.
"No need." Sun Hua smiled faintly and said: "For such a simple question, I can get full marks even with my eyes closed."
Although he can't guarantee the specific score, he must maintain the demeanor of God in front of a group of younger brothers.
Full marks!
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
It is undeniable that the test questions for this national competition are indeed much simpler than the previous ones.
But it is not without difficulty.
The last geometric equation is still very difficult, and many scholars have broken down on this problem.
But Sun Hua didn't, he scored full marks!
"Brother Sun deserves to be Brother Sun, he is still so awesome."
"As for that kid Qin Luo, since he dared to compare with our grandson, he is simply seeking his own death."
"Brother Sun, are you free tonight, can you make up for me?"
"..."
Hearing the flattery in his ears, Sun Hua smiled faintly, raised his eyebrows, and said: "I will talk about the make-up class later. I want to focus on Zhou's conjecture recently."
"Then tomorrow's national final?"
"It's just a national decision, little meaning..."
After all, Sun Hua turned and left without browsing.
Guojue is no longer in his eyes. His goal is Zhou's conjecture that troubles the mathematics world!
Suddenly, the audience was silent and silent.
Not only the members of the Central China team, but also some of the students from Yenching University around, they all stared at Yenching.
But a moment later, a roar of laughter broke out in the cafeteria.
How old is Sun Hua, or a high school student, can he prove Zhou's conjecture? Think of it as a fantasy.
"A little kid, do you know what Zhou's conjecture is?"
"That's it, I'm really just the same? Who is sitting here now, who is not a national winner?"
"At Yan University, the most important thing is genius!"
"...Classmate, where did you prove to be?"
The overwhelming ridicule swept towards Sun Hua, and Sun Hua stopped for a while and smiled faintly: "According to the distribution law of Mersenne prime numbers prove that 2(2n)<p<2(2(n1)
After speaking, he heads up and walks away.
His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears.
Quiet, deadly quiet.
The entire Yanda canteen fell silent for an instant, and a group of Yanda's geniuses opened their eyes wide, almost unable to believe their ears.
The quick-reacting person has already thrown away the dinner plate, picked up the pen and paper, and started to check the calculation.
"Whhhhhh~" The crisp writing student filled the whole canteen.
"Really, Mason prime numbers can really be used to prove Zhou's conjecture!"
"That kid can actually solve this point!"
"High school student, prove Zhou's conjecture, genius."
"..."
For a while, everyone was amazed.
The high school student, who is only 178 years old, has actually begun to come into contact with academic issues and flexibly used Mersenne prime numbers to advance the demonstration of Zhou's conjecture a lot!
This is amazing enough.