Xueba: I study hard in the wasteland world

Chapter 93 91, he must be a madman

In the venue, Su Yu stood on the stage and output smoothly. In the back row of the venue, Professor Song Mingyuan, who came from Fudan University in China to attend the meeting, crossed his legs, listened carefully to Su Yu's report, and took notes in his notebook with a pen from time to time. .

Seeing his professor listening attentively, the young doctor who followed the professor to meet the world suddenly felt that his professor was very awesome and he could understand everything.

The young doctoral student glanced at the high-spirited Su Yu on the stage and asked his professor: "Professor, what on earth is he doing?"

Upon hearing this, Professor Song shrugged, with a hint of displeasure, and said: "If I had known what the hell he was going to do, I wouldn't have had to sit here, I would have sat in the front row!"

The little doctoral student who was scolded frowned in displeasure.

Professor Song glanced at his junior doctor, and then at the younger Su Yu on the stage. He looked at her, and then at you. He felt even more unhappy, and scolded his junior doctor: "Don't be lazy, take care of you." Use your mobile phone to record the video!”

The little doctor shrugged, how long will this recording last, and how long will Master Su on the stage be talking!

From the beginning to the end, Su Yu stood on the podium and was immersed in his own world. He did not notice any restlessness in the audience and focused all his attention on the whiteboard.

The pen in Su Yu's hand is like a sharp carving knife in the hand of a sculptor, carving on the whiteboard layer by layer, peeling off the beautiful goddess hidden in the "stone" - "NS Equation".

Time passed by, and it was even past lunch time. The conference staff next to me was dozing off sleepily.

On the podium, Su Yu, who lectured tirelessly, was like a teacher, directly inspiring the "student" blood of the conference staff, which was as sleepy as attending class.

When will this report end?
  Big bosses have the capital to ignore the "rules". When will it end? It’s completely interesting to see when Su Yu on the stage will end.

Finally, Su Yu's boring explanation suddenly stopped, and the conference staff present were overjoyed: "Is it finally time to get off work?"

But the big guys in the audience, especially those in the front row, who had been following Su Yu's thoughts, saw Su Yu suddenly stop and fell into a rush of panic.

This feeling is like "just rubbing", it has been "rubbing", but it suddenly stopped.

Su Yu stood on the stage and stared thoughtfully at the long calculation!
  This didn't feel good. Su Yu frowned. He was stuck - No, I didn't encounter such a problem during my "retreat"!
  "what?"

Then Su Yu looked doubtfully: That's not right, I didn't get to this step when I was "retreating"!

"Well, wait a minute!"

Su Yu, who was standing on the stage, said something, then crossed her hands on her chest and stared at her derivation process carefully.

After all, it was not a prepared report. Su Yu's report in the second half was entirely Su Yu's on-the-spot performance. However, it was obvious that Su Yu had completely entered the state. His derivation at the report site had allowed him to reach the level of [-]% in the field of NS equations. to a new level!
  But new heights also mean new problems!

Su Yu blocked everything outside and thought.

This feeling of being blocked from everything was wonderful to Su Yu. It was a soft feeling of being surrounded, with only the brain running excitedly.

“What’s going on?”     “I don’t know!”

"Hahaha, this stupid oriental boy must never come to Taiwan!"

As Su Yu on the stage fell into deep thought, there was already agitation in the venue.

"Quiet!"

The person who spoke was Professor Diongo Eaton, the chairman of this World Mathematical Congress. He is also the winner of this year’s highest award in mathematics, the Fields Medal in Mathematics.

The boss reprimanded, and the restless crowd subconsciously frightened.

Professor Diongo Eaton took the microphone, glanced at Su Yu who was deep in thought on the stage, and said, "Mr. Su's lecture has ended. Those who want to leave can do so, but please be quiet, because we are here to stay." Those who come down will witness history here!”

"Please don't affect the birth of history because of your noise!"

After finishing his words, Professor Diongo Eaton looked around.

More than ten seconds passed. No one moved in the venue, and no one left. Similarly, Su Yu on the podium was motionless!
  Only a handful of people could understand Su Yu's report, and they fully understood that Su Yu on the stage was about to make history;
  Those who can’t read will definitely not want to leave after hearing Professor Diongo Eaton’s words, because Professor Diongo Eaton’s words revealed an important message to those who can’t read:

Su Yu on the podium is challenging the NS equation, and it is quite effective, and has been recognized by big shots including Professor Diongo Eaton!
  Although the venue became quiet, the atmosphere in the entire venue became tense!

Su Yu on the stage actually dared to challenge the "seven major mathematical problems in the world" at the World Congress of Mathematicians!
  He must be a lunatic!
  But if this madman succeeds, then this will be a great moment in the history of human mathematics!

And if the proof is completed in the presence of peers from all over the world, he will be able to become a god!
  In the venue, the young doctor from Fudan University who was in charge of recording on his mobile phone became excited when he heard Professor Diongo Eaton's words. He asked excitedly to his mentor, Professor Song Mingyuan: "Song, Professor Song, he You don’t really want to solve the proof of the regularity of the NS equation!”

"Shut up!"

Song Mingyuan glanced at the excited young doctor unhappily. He didn't know whether Su Yu could complete the proof of the regularity of the NS equation. After all, he had not understood it for a long time.

But he knows one thing. After returning to China, this young Su Yu will definitely have a place in the domestic mathematics community!

At first, seeing how outstanding Su Yu was, Song Mingyuan lamented why he didn't have such an outstanding student under his hands. But now, Song Mingyuan felt blushing at this thought. How could he be qualified to be his teacher?

Su Yu, who was fully engrossed, did not notice the restlessness in the venue. If he had noticed, as a polite and good boy, he would definitely turn his head and politely say thank you to Professor Diongo Eaton.

Looking at the whiteboards filled with writing, Su Yu's eyes suddenly trembled, and his mind was wrapped in a warm current. He caught it!
  "Caught!"

After a pause of 10 minutes, Su Yu suddenly burst into cheers, raised his pen, and then, like a leaping dragon-slaying boy, he raised the sword in his hand high and started a new chapter. Check!

(End of this chapter)