The Fields Award Ceremony, organized by the International Mathematical Commission, will be held at the Eagle Country Mercedes-Benz Center.
Two days before the start of the award ceremony, top mathematicians from various universities around the world brought their cutting-edge research results to the Eagle Country.
This award ceremony is different from ever before.
In the past, the Fields Medal was only a niche award. Almost all the top mathematicians who participated in the award ceremony were invited, and their number was extremely limited.
But this time, it was completely different because of Qin Luo's "bright sword".
Almost all mathematicians responded.
The academic achievements produced in this short period of less than two months are enough to compare with the previous year's total.
With hundreds of flowers blooming and stars shining, this is a golden age of mathematics.
At Yanjing International Airport, Qin Luo pulled his suitcase and walked into the boarding gate. He was followed by Fu Zhendong, Wang Xuecai and other old professors from various universities in Yanjing, and his The students Qin Nianran and Fiona, followed by Linda.
There are more than 50 people in a group.
50 people?
Is this to accept the award? Or go to a gang fight?
To be honest, Qin Luo was a little confused.
"Teachers, you don't actually need to go with me..." Qin Luo said bitterly, resisting the twitching of the corners of his mouth.
Not going? how is this possible?
Hearing Qin Luo's words, the old professors burst into laughter instantly.
Although they are not candidates for the Fields Medal, they still have their credit in "Guess".
As a member of the Chinese mathematics circle, they felt it necessary to go to the award ceremony in person.
Besides, watching the awards ceremony on TV, there is no real live broadcast.
"Qin Luo, you don't want to cross the river to break the bridge, do you?" Fu Zhendong asked, squinting his eyes, "Anyway, the Fields Medal still has our credit."
Demolition of the bridge across the river?
The corner of Qin Luo's mouth twitched. As a new era, four young people with ideals, ambitions, responsibilities, and morals, can he do things like crossing rivers and bridges?
"Fu Yuan, wouldn't your conscience hurt when you said this?" Qin Luo gave Fu Zhendong a grimace and said.
He is a good man, this is a fact recognized by countless people.
Heartache?
Hearing these words, Fu Zhendong almost burst into laughter.
Personally, he might believe it, but when this sentence came out of Qin Luo's mouth.
Forgive him for being cruel, he really didn't believe it.
Qin Luo is a good person academically, but he often takes them off.
"No..." Fu Zhendong narrowed his eyes and said lightly.
MMP!
The corners of Qin Luo's mouth twitched, and he felt like a dog.
He is a really good guy.
"Fu Yuan, you are really hard-hearted." Looking at Fu Zhendong full of resentment, Qin Luo turned and walked into the boarding gate.
Hard-hearted?
Fu Zhendong thought for a while and nodded his head in approval.
He wants to be hard-hearted, so that he doesn't have to be hit by Qin Luo often...
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"boom……"
With the huge roar of the JT8D engine, the Boeing 747 aircraft weighing tens of tons flew into the sky and headed for the distant Eagle Country.
Ten minutes, half an hour, one hour...