"Well, I'm interested." The Zhou's conjecture proved by Qin Luo last time has something to do with Mason primes.

Hearing Qin Luo's words, the old man's face suddenly burst into a faint smile, and said heartily: "Masson primes are the most dazzling pearl in mathematics. You are very discerning when choosing Mason primes."

Qin Luo smiled, did not speak, to be honest, Qin Luo wanted to choose, but in the end he had no choice.

"By the way, boy, what about your results? Didn't you find a place? It doesn't matter, I let you." He said, he was about to gather his own poster.

Qin Luo hurriedly stopped him, and said with a smile: "No need for the professor, I didn't prepare beforehand."

"Oh, that's a pity." The old man smiled, and took the poster down, and then said, "You guys have a chance to see you again."

Waved to Qin Luo, the old man walked towards the lecture hall with his academic achievements.

As he walked, he took out a red invitation card from his pocket.

The invitation seems familiar, and I seem to have one.

Seeing the old man's back disappear in the corner, Qin Luo's mouth twitched wildly.

Just now, he was still regretting the old man's experience, but in the next second, reality slapped Qin Luo firmly.

Are Princeton professors so skinny? Shaking his head, Qin Luo continued to walk forward.

Just like climbing up a hill, you will inevitably face a trough. After the previous deduction of Mason prime numbers, it is difficult for Qin Luo to be interested in other results.

Even if there is, most of the arguments are very messy and there is no logic at all.

Looking at the time, it was already 8.30, less than half an hour before the report began, Qin Luo began to search the crowd for Wang Xuecai and others.

Soon, he found it.

It's just a little bit different from what he thought. Wang Xuecai's face is red at this moment, and he seems to be arguing with others.

what's the situation?

Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and walked towards Sun Zhendong's place.

Before Qin Luo approached, I heard Wang Xuecai's voice: "Sun Zhendong, you are trying to prove Goldbach's conjecture. You don't look at how many catties you have."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Luo knew what was going on, and Wang Xuecai met Sun Zhendong!

Think about it, too, Sun Zhendong himself is a "professor of the United States", it is not surprising that he encountered it at the annual report meeting in Princeton.

However, Qin Luo was a little surprised that he did not expect that Sun Zhendong would also like to prove Goldbach's conjecture.

emmmm, Qin Luo didn't know whether to say that Sun Zhendong was tough or he should be tough.

Forget it, anyway, the gap between the two is not enough.

Parting the crowd, Qin Luo walked to Wang Xuecai's side.

Seeing Qin Luo, Wang Xuecai's face suddenly burst into a bright smile, and he pulled Qin Luo to the front of the poster and said: "It's just right here. Come and see Sun Zhendong's proof, is it bullshit!"

Qin Luo looked at it earnestly, then nodded and said, "It's not that good **** doesn't make sense, but there is not much right."

During the whole proof process, there was an accident that Goldbach's words were right. Qin Luo didn't think he had anything right.

"What did you say? Say it again?" Hearing Qin Luo's words, Sun Zhendong suddenly became anxious.

This extension of Goldbach’s conjecture is a masterpiece of his team that took a long time to wash away the shame, but now Qin Luo says it is worthless.