"a^n b^n = c^n, where a, b, c, and n are all positive numbers, and n is greater than 2.”
After a line of calculations, everyone below was used to it. This was the formula of Fermat's last theorem. Anyone could write it.
" Assuming a1=ka, b1= mb, c1=kc, and a1^n b1^n = c1^n "
"That is, k^n*a^n k^n*b^n=k^n*c^n"
Lines of calculations were written out.
The first to react were the international mathematicians sitting in the front row. They were originally whispering to each other about their own topics, but one of them accidentally glanced at the blackboard when he raised his head to drink water.
Seeing that there were already more than ten lines of calculations on it, he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he drank his water and prepared to continue discussing the super-tight cardinal classical inner model with the professor from Imperial College of Technology.
However, just as he lowered his head, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.
In the next moment, he raised his head again at an even faster speed.
His gaze was fixed on the blackboard.
" Hey, Cater, don't look at that ignorant student's doodling. Let's continue our discussion. The method you mentioned just now is very interesting and gave me a lot of inspiration..."
The other party wanted to say more, but Kate raised his hand and stopped him.
He looked at the proof process on the blackboard with a serious expression.
Seeing his friend's expression, the man curiously looked at Tang Xiu, who was writing at full speed.
If someone took the initiative to come up to the podium and write their own opinions in the field of mathematics, as a professor, he would be very happy because there would be progress with discussions.
However, the other party was too confident. The moment he opened his mouth, he said that he had already proved Bill's conjecture, and the entire mathematics world looked down on him.
Many people were wondering why they had never heard of him before.
The reason why they didn't leave was because of Huaxia University of Science and Technology. Professor Craven, who had left before, didn't care about a school.
He slowly looked at the proof steps on the blackboard. When he reached the twelfth line, he raised his eyebrows and became serious.
When he saw the twenty-first line, he sat up straight and tilted his head forward, trying to read it more carefully.
When he saw the 40th line, he couldn't sit still anymore. He quickly opened his notebook and began to check according to Tang Xiu's idea.
The students who were chatting at the back suddenly realized that the professors who were originally sitting at the front were like plants that were sprouting in spring. They raised their heads one by one and looked at the blackboard in unison. Many of them even began to write on the paper, like primary school students who were listening attentively and taking notes.
"What's going on? The professors seem to be getting serious?”
"The situation doesn't seem right. Could it be that the freshman has something up his sleeve?”
"I don't know. I don't understand the proof process!”
"Although I don't understand it either, I have a bad feeling!”
The students who could sit here were not fools. They were all top students carefully selected from thousands of outstanding students. They immediately noticed the change in the atmosphere.
If the Chinese man on the podium was just writing nonsense, with the temper of their school's professors, they would not allow him to waste everyone's time. They would definitely stand up and use sharp words to blast him down.
He was not like this, listening to her attentively like an obedient baby.
Tom, who was at the back, saw this scene and said in a daze,"It, it can't be…No, it can't be, right?”
Big Nose crossed his arms and stared at the figure on the podium with his deep eyes. Even though he didn't want to admit it, it was a feat in itself that no one dared to stand up and refute him.
Could it be that the other party could really create miracles?
"How is it?" Principal Zhou Zhiyi asked Dean Chen Guangbin of the Mathematics Department next to him. His research direction wasn't in the field of mathematics, so he couldn't understand Tang Xiu's proof process. However, he was naturally a smart person who could become the principal. The performance of those foreign university professors gave him a shot of reassurance.
These arrogant foreigners had never been so quiet and obedient before!
Director Chen stared at the blackboard with a sharp gaze, thinking about something. After a while, he said calmly,"At least until now, there have been no mistakes.”
Principal Zhou looked at the three blackboards that were filled with content and said with a hint of longing,"Do you think he can prove it?”
"It's hard to say!" "It's hard to say until the last step!" Director Chen shook his head.”
"Mathematics is about talent. Many scholars often get stuck at a certain step in their research process. It's normal for them to not make any progress for a few years or more.”
"I hope he can succeed!"
A school leader asked curiously,""What if he doesn't succeed?"
Zhou Zhiyi thought for a moment, Then he would become a joke!”
He looked at the people holding cameras on both sides of the classroom. These were all media outlets, both domestic and foreign. Clearly, they were broadcasting this scene that was full of topics.
He could only advise the domestic media but not order them, let alone stop the foreign media from broadcasting.
If Tang Xiu failed to prove it, he could imagine how much damage Tang Xiu's reputation would suffer under the embellishment of these unscrupulous media outlets. He could even imagine several eye-catching headlines.
An arrogant student contradicting an international professor and getting slapped in the face on the spot?
Shocked, a student from the University of Science and Technology said something so arrogant that the old professor left in anger?
Or was it that the ignorant student tried to challenge the world conjecture on the spot and was eventually kicked off the stage?
Thinking of this, Principal Zhou couldn't help but sweat for Tang Xiu.
Young man, do your best!
Tang Xiu had already completely shielded himself from external interference and devoted all his attention to the proof process of his conjecture.
One blackboard, two blackboards…
One chalk, two chalk…
Tang Xiu wrote a dense number of calculations under his hand. The beautiful numbers converged into a beautiful music that echoed in the crowded classroom.
Everyone held their breaths and listened attentively to his performance!
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