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39 I Didn’t Bring Paper

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In the conference room on the second floor of the library.

The mathematics conference had turned into a demonstration of Goldbach's conjecture.

After all, the last time this conjecture had made a big move was when Chen Jingrun, a senior mathematician in China, completed it.

A mathematician from Yingguo had just made a breakthrough in Goldbach's conjecture.

It also received the unanimous approval of many people.

However, what happened next…

Ye Qing 'an, Old Master Ye, went up to the stage and said,""There's no need to study it anymore. We've already proved Goldbach's conjecture!”

Boom!

Instantly.

The meeting room was in an uproar.

More than 50 top mathematicians from all over the world had different reactions because of Ye Qing 'an's words.

However, no matter what kind of reaction they had, there was one expression that could not be avoided: shock!

Among them were Ye Qing 'an's colleagues from the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

They also looked at Ye Qing 'an in disbelief.

What was the meaning of this?

Could it be that Old Madam Ye had proven it all by herself?

That's not right. They were still studying together a few days ago, but there was no progress!

How could there be a result in just a few days?!!

In fact, it was not Ye Qing 'an's fault for not revealing the news to them.

The main reason was that time was too tight.

The old man Ye hadn't slept the entire night and had been studying Chu Feng's proof.

The more he studied, the more shocked he became.

At the same time, he was more and more certain that this was the correct way to prove it.

That was why he was able to say those words with great confidence.

However, the foreign mathematicians obviously didn't believe it.

"The proof is out? How is this possible?"

"Are you kidding me? We are all researchers in this field, so we all know how difficult it is. It's impossible to prove it so easily!”

"Professor Ye, this kind of thing can't be done just by saying it. You claim to have proved the conjecture, so why don't you show me the proof process!”

Every sentence was directed at Ye Qing 'an.

After all.

Goldbach's conjecture was known as the most difficult conjecture to prove in the history of mathematics.

For hundreds of years.

Generations of mathematicians had been racking their brains, but they had only taken a small step toward the truth.

Now you're suddenly telling me that you've already proven it?

Where's Meng Gui?

"Alright, since none of you believe me, I'll share my proof with you.”

The draft paper in Old Master Ye's hand was precisely the simple ideas Chu Feng had written for him yesterday.

Ten minutes later.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, someone stood up and raised a question.

It was an old white man with a full beard.

He did not listen carefully at all and said in a very disdainful tone,

"Professor Ye, don't you think that your discussion just now was too obvious? It was simply full of loopholes! Goldbach's conjecture isn't as easy as you think. Even if someone can prove it, it can't be someone from China!”

When Elder Ye heard that, he immediately exploded.

He couldn't be Chinese?

Could it be that he would be from your country?

This was no longer a simple debate, but racial discrimination!

He pointed at the foreigner's nose and cursed.

When the people beside them saw this, they immediately pulled the two of them away.

Hence, he decided to do it.

The mathematicians in the venue were divided into three groups.

The first group was led by Ye Qing 'an from the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the old professors from Huaqing University.

The first group was those foreign experts who were highly respected and arrogant.

There was also a group of people from small countries who came from afar to really discuss academia.

Old Master Ye's proof was questioned by many people, and he could not give a convincing explanation.

Because there were some things that even he himself did not understand.

Therefore, for a moment.

The entire venue was in chaos.

Ye Qian, who had been standing at the door, felt a headache coming on.

She looked at the time.

Chu Feng had already gone to the toilet for more than ten minutes. Why wasn't he back yet?

If he didn't come back soon, these old men would probably start fighting.

It was true.

How old were they?

She couldn't even finish three sentences before her face turned red.

Like a child!

……

At this moment.

In the men's washroom on the first floor.

Loud popping sounds came from inside.

A few cleaning aunties were surrounding the door, looking inside curiously.

From time to time, a person would rush out of the toilet with a poisoned expression on his face.

In the toilet.

Chu Feng squatted on the squatting pit.

Pooping.

He felt that his body was becoming more and more comfortable and lighter.

I was wondering why I felt like I gained weight in the past two days.

So he didn't poop!

The transformation of the system had greatly increased the capacity of the intestines.

Therefore, he pulled quite a lot.

Others were a lump of meat.

He was a pot!

The scene was too beautiful. It was better not to imagine it…

However, it was fine if there was a large amount.

Most importantly, the smell was strong!

Everyone in the toilet was driven away by him!

A few minutes later.

Chu Feng felt that it was about time.

She dug into her pocket and realized that she didn't bring any paper.

F * ck!

What should he do?

"Hey, are there any brothers beside you? I forgot to bring toilet paper, lend me some!”

He raised his head and shouted.

But the only answer he got was Echo in the toilet…

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