bayedsolid Chapter 229 Who is he?
Chapter 229 Who is he?
"Jiang Ronghao, don't cry! I'll do this problem!"
Inside the Dragon Kingdom's stands, a boy patted Jiang Ronghao on the shoulder.
"team leader?"
Jiang Ronghao raised his head.
"Captain, are you sure you can do it?"
The person who spoke was the captain of the Dragon Kingdom team and the leader of the Nine Chapters and Five Kings Envoys.
Shen Lang, a graduate student from Tsinghua and Peking Universities.
In terms of ability, Shen Lang was once the top scorer in the college entrance examination and won an IMO gold medal representing the country.
During his four years of undergraduate studies, he not only won first place in the National Undergraduate Mathematics Competition, but also published several journal articles.
In terms of background, when Shen Lang was pursuing his master's degree, he was noticed by Cheng Zitong, the most prestigious mathematics professor at Tsinghua and Peking Universities, and became his only student with a master's degree.
Incidentally, Cheng Zitong is a returned overseas Chinese who has won top mathematics awards such as the Fields Medal and is a first-rate mathematics expert on the international stage.
Although he did not hold any management position in the science departments of Tsinghua and Peking Universities, his status was no less than that of Professor Wu, a local bigwig.
Shen Lang bit his lip tightly and did not answer Jiang Ronghao's question.
Last time, when the Dragon Kingdom team suffered a crushing defeat, he didn't get a chance to play at all, so he didn't face the same level of online attacks as Jiang Ronghao and others.
But as the team captain, Shen Lang was extremely regretful for not being able to represent his country in the competition.
So, from the very beginning, Shen Lang had made up his mind to represent the Dragon Kingdom in this home game.
I never expected that the question posed by the Americans this time would be Goldbach's Conjecture!
He glanced at the audience below the stage and soon saw his teacher, Cheng Zitong, in the front row.
As the leading mathematician in China with the most international awards, Cheng Zitong naturally sits at the forefront.
The two were only a dozen meters apart, and Shen Lang clearly saw his teacher shake his head at him.
what does that mean?
Does the teacher not want me to leave the station?
Shen Lang guessed correctly.
After seeing the questions presented by the Americans, Cheng Zitong knew that the Chinese team was doomed to lose this competition.
This was not unexpected, since Cheng Zitong himself had often said in various meetings and interviews that China's mathematics level was far behind that of foreign countries.
Since it was already a losing situation, Cheng Zitong didn't want Shen Lang to jump out and embarrass himself.
No matter how bad things get, he's still my student.
Shen Lang looked at his teacher's face, then suddenly looked up at the American's electronic board, his eyes growing increasingly determined.
He then stood up and walked over.
Cheng Zitong, sitting in the audience, was stunned.
Jiang Ronghao and the others on stage were also taken aback.
"Shen Lang, you..."
Shen Lang walked up to the electronic whiteboard, picked up the electronic pen, and gritted his teeth as he looked at the revised question.
Prove Goldbach's conjecture for even numbers of the form n=4k (k∈N, k>1 and k≠3m, m∈N) and for some even numbers that satisfy certain congruence conditions.
Although this was completely beyond Shen Lang's ability, he still gritted his teeth and began to try to answer.
He only wrote a few lines before realizing his mistake. He deleted it and rewrote it, but after writing six or seven lines, he got stuck again.
Shen Lang is indeed a genius, but even geniuses have their limits.
This question wouldn't be easy even for his teacher, let alone him.
But just then, several figures suddenly appeared beside Shen Lang.
It was Jiang Ronghao and his group.
"Shen Lang, let's solve this together!"
Yes! Let's do it together!
Jiang Ronghao and his three teammates picked up electronic pens and tried to solve the problem together.
Watching the five Chinese players racking their brains in front of the electronic whiteboard, deep in thought.
Many viewers who had previously criticized them online were moved!
Lin Chen, among others, took a deep look at the five stubborn individuals on stage who refused to admit defeat.
To do something even when you know it's impossible—this is a spirit deeply ingrained in the blood of the Chinese people!
"Hey referee, did they commit a foul?"
Suddenly, the team leader of the US team protested to the referee.
Many people felt a sudden tightness in their chests and turned to look at the referees.
Fortunately, the judges quickly explained: "The rules of this competition have been changed. It is now a single-round elimination, and there is no restriction that each team can only send one person to answer questions."
"OK."
The US team leader shrugged, but didn't seem particularly angry.
In his view, even if all five of them worked together, these people from the Dragon Kingdom would not be able to solve the problem.
After all, not every mathematical genius in this world is named Adams!
In fact, of the five members of the US team this time, the other four were just there to make up the numbers. They were four white college students specially selected to fit President MAGA's idea.
The US team's real trump card is actually Adams!
At Princeton, this junior student was already widely recognized by many professors as a potential Fields Medal winner within ten years.
During his freshman year, Adams had already published his own paper in an SCI journal, and by his sophomore year, he had completed his studies and earned a master's degree from Princeton.
So he should actually be considered a master's student now, not an undergraduate.
However, because a certain president thought that being a junior sounded more appealing than being a graduate student, Adams was publicly advertised as a junior.
In the previous competition in the United States, the questions given by the first three contestants were actually all written by Adams!
He personally designed a problem for each person and taught them how to solve it.
Lin Chen's guess was correct; the US team did indeed have a think tank behind them, but this think tank had only one name: Adams.
A dozen minutes later, Shen Lang and his team were still trying out the electronic board.
Just over ten minutes later, the five of them still hadn't written a single complete line of text.
"Give up, you Chinese!"
"What are you doing? Performing a comedy?"
"Hahahaha!"
Cheerful laughter echoed continuously from the stands where the American audience had gathered.
Many Americans took out their national flags and waved them in the stands.
They seemed to think the game was won and began celebrating their victory prematurely.
On stage, the host looked reluctant. He turned off the microphone and whispered to Shen Lang and the others, "Classmates, let it go. It's okay to lose this time."
But Shen Lang and his group seemed not to hear them and continued trying.
Even the spectators in the stands couldn't stand it anymore.
Some people silently shed tears of resentment.
Some people are preparing to leave.
Some people shouted loudly.
"Forget it! Let's give up!"
"We don't blame you!"
"Nine Chapters and Five Champions, you are all excellent! It's alright even if you lost!"
……
Hearing what everyone said, Shen Lang's eyes reddened once again.
But he gritted his teeth and continued writing.
The others did the same; they wiped away their tears and vowed never to give up!
"a shame."
Cheng Zitong snorted coldly, stood up, and prepared to leave.
Nearby, Professor Wu, also from Tsinghua and Peking Universities, couldn't help but frown: "Professor Cheng, your students are working so hard, can't you sit a little longer and spend more time with them?"
Although Professor Wu was the vice dean of the School of Science, Cheng Zitong did not care about Professor Wu's status because he was a top talent invited back by Tsinghua and Peking Universities with high-level qualifications.
He said coldly, "Professor Wu, if you can do math, you can't. Even if they dawdle on stage all day, if they can't solve it, they can't solve it! Why waste your time making a fool of yourself here? You should go back and reflect on the gap between yourself and others!"
Cheng Zitong's voice was not loud.
But his position wasn't far from the stage.
Shen Lang and the others heard it.
For a moment, all five of them stopped writing, their faces turning bright red.
But just then, someone jumped out from the audience, walking towards the stage while sneering:
"You didn't teach your students well, and you're blaming others? Why don't you reflect on what you're teaching your students while they get to study Goldbach's Conjecture in university?"
Cheng Zitong looked bewildered.
"Who is this person? What is he trying to do?"
Old Wu's eyes widened as well.
"Lin Chen?"
He turned to look at Old Wang on the other side, who gave a helpless, bitter smile.
He hadn't been paying attention just now, and Lin Chen had already jumped out. He didn't know what the other party was going to do.
After throwing a sentence at Cheng Zitong, Lin Chen went straight onto the stage.
The audience witnessed this scene and were all taken aback.
"Who is this person?"
"How did he get up there?"
What exactly does that person want to do?