"No!" Fu Zhendong said sharply, "You must change subjects!"
Can't? Change the subject?
What Fu Zhendong said directly stunned Qin Luo.
He did not expect that Fu Zhendong would raise an objection. He was curious about the reason.
"Why?" Qin Luo asked.
"The time is too short, and the risk is too great." Fu Zhendong said: "Two months are too short, plus Goldbach's conjecture is too difficult. Once the time is up, you can't prove your conjecture. This is undoubtedly It is to hand over the Fields Medal."
Yes, I just want to give it up.
Peter Schultz is not a good stubborn, once Qin Luo slackens, the opponent will definitely take advantage of the victory and win the Fields Prize in mathematics in one fell swoop.
Qin Luo wanted to refute, but looking at Fu Zhendong's serious expression, the words that came to his lips were swallowed by Qin Luo Shengsheng.
"Then what do you think is more appropriate for me to study?" Qin Luo asked.
This is what you are waiting for!
A gleam of light flashed in Fu Zhendong's eyes, and he had already prepared the answer to Qin Luo's question.
"Hail conjecture." Fu Zhendong said.
As a master of mathematics, Qin Luo is no stranger to the hail conjecture.
It refers to a positive integer X. If it is an odd number, multiply it by 3 and add 1. If it is an even number, analyze the protection even factor 2n, so that after a number of times, it will return to 1.
The conjecture is divided into 4 levels, and the hail conjecture is the third level among them.
It's a little harder than Zhou's conjecture, but it is much lower than Goldbach's problem that spans the century.
"Fu Yuan, do you think I can win Fields by guessing with hail?" Qin Luo asked back.
"Why not? Your early accumulation is enough. As long as you develop steadily, you will be able to win the game. Why take the risk?" Fu Zhendong said.
Now Qin Luo's achievements in mathematics still surpass countless people. As long as he doesn't make mistakes and grows steadily, Fields is what Qin Luo has in his pocket.
"I heard some time ago that Schultz is studying a special solution to the weight-mondromy conjecture. What if he succeeds?"
"Impossible. The weight-mondromy conjecture is one of the advanced conjectures. It is definitely not so easy to be solved." Fu Zhendong shook his head and said, "Maybe it will be solved in the future, but it is impossible now. I don't believe there is such a coincidence. child."
"Tingling bell..." Just as Fu Zhendong's voice fell, the cell phone in his pocket rang.
I took it out and saw that it was the phone number of the teacher in the school's academic affairs office.
"For Teacher Xiang, what's the matter?" Fu Zhendong asked after pressing the answer button.
"Fu Yuan, didn't you let me keep an eye on Schultz? Just now, Schultz posted a post on the forum. He has solved the weight-mondromy conjecture." The teacher's voice came on the phone.
Fu Zhendong:? ? ?
Especially, he could hardly believe his ears.
Just a second before, he vowed to say that Schultz would never be able to untie it so easily.
But after a second, someone slapped him directly on the face.
Are you sure this is not a joke?
Without any hesitation, Fu Zhendong directly opened the International Mathematical Forum.
At this moment, the mathematics forum has already exploded.