The Hand Holding the Pen Is Shaking
There were a lot of mathematicians at MIT. In such a critical situation, you needed to explain your proof clearly, and then you would really pass.
This was the core.
It was also a process that he had to go through.
Chen Fan looked at the people in front of him with a dull look. He was still thinking about some questions about the demon horde, but he had already pulled himself back.
This was the effect of the Focus capsule. It would make his brain spin quickly and clear. However, the effect was most obvious in the first three days. After three days, the effect would gradually decrease. How much he absorbed depended on his physique.
"Chen Fan, this is your math prize money for first place, 50,000 dollars.”
A check and a gold medal were handed to Chen Fan.
" After the proof is over, I think we can leave a contact. History of mathematics is my major in university. I think I can teach you a lot of things.”
"Do you need me to come here for classes?"
"There's no need for that. Don't think too much about it.”
Chen Fan nodded.
The award ceremony was destined to be the appetizer, and the following was the core.
Everyone could not wait to witness this historic moment.
Blackboard, projection, Chen Fan only needed to hold a chalk and write the proof process on the blackboard.
The staff members were busy, and someone chose to record this video.
It was a game for a few people, so it was fine to share it with a few people to enjoy.
Chen Fan didn't say much.
Instead, he began to write down the steps of the calculation.
Everyone looked at the first line.
Everyone was still looking at the second line.
When it came to the fifth line, Thomas turned around and pointed at his student.""Give me the notebook."
"Yes, teacher."
Thomas began to record the new algorithm.
A female professor pushed up her glasses and looked up at Chen Fan's writing. She stopped her calculations and took out a new piece of paper to record.
"The sieve method. This is the sieve method. He is challenging the second method of proof.”
He had thought of many ways to explain it. How could he explain that the Mersenne prime number was correct?
How can you prove it? Can you really prove it?
Was it to face countless doubts and gradually answer them?
Chen Fan thought for a long time and finally chose to write the second method.
"God, what am I seeing? What is this young man doing?”
"Why did he appear in this era? This is…a thesis published in a mathematics journal in 1965. He provided evidence for this thesis. Has his knowledge reached such a level?”
Chen Fan wrote very slowly, so much so that half an hour had already passed, and the organizers were a little dumbfounded.
"Please let him continue."
The organizer had no choice but to accept it. He could not afford to offend anyone present. These people were all very human.、
"Three prime numbers, Goldbach's conjecture, this young man has actually achieved a perfect fusion.”
"Is that intelligent white pigeon really going to appear on the young man?”
" So, the real answer is the second method of proof. Perhaps, he is teaching us that instead of asking questions, it is better to prove it ourselves. Perhaps, that way, we will actually understand? What an interesting young man."
"These fifty years belong to this youth. He is the hands of God.”
A woman in luxurious clothes sat beside a butler.
"I need you to give me a set of information, all the information about this young man.”
"Elizabeth, you are much older than him.”
"It's fine. I've always been good at pretending to be young. Only a man like him is suitable to be my husband. I need the smartest man in the world to be my knight.”
"Elizabeth, don't be like this. This is a political issue. He's still very weak. If you act like this, he'll be very confused.”
Chen Fan was writing very seriously. At this moment, Chen Fan seemed to be in the world of number theory. Perhaps numbers were his best friend.
Mature people would learn to wear slippers, learn to wear masks, and also learn to lie and use their own words to hint at something.
Chen Fan would learn these things. As a person, he needed to take on some responsibilities. That was growth.
However, Chen Fan would still keep his heart and his true view of the world.、
"Three prime number theory, this child, why is he researching this? Is his teacher an idiot?”
"Immerse a fifteen-year-old youth in it?：”
"I don't know. Is number theory an eternal pit?”
As time passed, Chen Fan's answer was quickly recorded by everyone.
After the proof ended, the discussion in the venue fell silent.
Teacher, what is Chen Fan doing?"
"Can't you understand? Then I'll have to fail your thesis. Your main field is number theory, but you can't understand the proof of number theory?”
"No, teacher, please be kind. I just don't understand why she chose to use Goldbach's conjecture to prove such an early theory.”
"Because of doubts, Chen Fan used the simplest way to prove doubts.”
"Is this a bad thing?"
Thomas said," If it was a society, it might be uncomfortable to question. But in the world of mathematics, we need to question, we need to ask questions, and we need to solve problems. This is the charm of mathematics. You were born in a bad era, and Chen Fan is in this era. You are destined to be his background.”
Chen Fan turned around and looked at the crowd.
The applause was thunderous.
Countless people were clapping.
Everyone clapped their hands in excitement.
They had witnessed a world-class problem. This was a moment that had to be written into the history of mathematics.
At this moment, Chen Fan was like the ancient general, the great Colombus, who used his small body to carry the mountain of mathematics.
The leader came to Chen Fan with a huge check.
"Two million dollars, Mersenne prime number reward, it belongs to you. At this moment, you deserve it.”
"I want to take up some more time," said Chen Fan.”
"Me? Do you have a third idea?"
"No, it's another question. I want to try it out.”
The organizer looked helpless. The leader said,"Then, it's your time now. Begin your performance.”
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