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Chapter 203: Not convinced? Then I'll show you my skills (4k)

Those who originally wanted to take advantage of Xu Qingshan's jokes to belittle Xu Qingshan, swallowed their words after hearing Teacher Tian Gang speak out in support of Xu Qingshan, and could only applaud dryly a few times.

Xu Qingshan's self-introduction was full of sarcasm and a joke at the beginning.

Although it did not make the original conversation atmosphere better, it did put a slight stop to the controversy surrounding him.

After all, normally speaking.

No one likes to mess with someone who looks like a powerful troublemaker.

But there will always be people who don't believe in evil.

Xu Qingshan smiled and nodded, and especially bowed slightly towards the teacher. He was about to step down from the stage and find a seat to sit down and see how these teachers from Peking University would persuade these people who would never return to their country.

As a result, he didn't even leave the podium.

Zhang Wei suddenly popped up with a frown and made a comment.

"Young people should put more effort into studying."

He said this.

The teachers over there all looked unhappy.

Especially Tian Gang.

At that time, Tian Gang actually wanted to recruit Zhang Wei to study for another year or two and train him well.

But Zhang Wei had already gotten on Zhang Shouwu's high branch, so he just left and has now successfully achieved academic results.

Zhang Wei started doing research on the Kudala conjecture in 2005, and found an original proof method. In his doctoral thesis, he extended Richard Borchert's result under certain conditions, namely the Kudala conjecture in the case of codimension 1. Through this process, he basically proved the Kudala conjecture.

Currently, he is working with Yuan Xinyi and Zhang Shouwu to try to prove a series of conjectures related to the Gross-Zagier formula in terms of the BSD conjecture.

Zhang Wei is only 28 years old this year.

He believed that he had enough capital and strength to not give Tian Gang this face.

What's more, for him.

He is different from other classmates and fellow students.

He has received a guarantee from Research Fellow Benjamin Peirce that as long as his subsequent postdoctoral research at Harvard can produce a core result, he will be able to obtain this important resume, laying an excellent foundation for his future teaching career.

Therefore, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t return to this country.

The reason he came back to watch it together this time was because Xu Chenyang had been inviting him, and for the sake of this good friend, he could only give him face.

However, as soon as I came back, a teacher started bragging that Peking University had recruited a new junior fellow who looked very much like their golden generation back then.

It sounded as if an 18-year-old kid who hadn't yet started school would definitely be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with them in the future.

Zhang Wei is very confident.

There is still a long way to go in the future. I am a genius among geniuses and an absolute leader of the younger generation in the academic world, especially in mathematics.

He was unhappy, not only with Xu Qingshan, but also with Tian Gang.

"How do you know that I haven't put in enough effort in my studies?"

Xu Qingshan stopped and stood at the podium.

He slowly narrowed his eyes.

Asked Zhang Wei softly.

Everyone who is familiar with Xu Qingshan knows this.

If Xu Qingshan shows you this expression, don't hesitate.

run!
Run as far as you can!

Never give him the chance to disgust you or take revenge on you!

But Zhang Wei obviously didn't know Xu Qingshan.

He ignored the dissatisfied looks from Tian Gang and the others, and the various hints from Xu Chenyang and the others around him, and stood up from his seat.

Two young people.

A 18 year old and a 28 year old.

One on the stage, one off the stage.

But the same high spirits and the same tit-for-tat.

"Do you have anything worth showing off?"

Zhang Wei said sarcastically.

"What gave you the courage to stand on the stage and speak to the cutting-edge scholars present, even though you were a kid who only knew how to write the history of mathematics?"

"You are simply insulting scientific research."

Zhang Wei’s words were certainly serious.

Everyone else present frowned, but this frown was not directed at Xu Qingshan, but at Zhang Wei.

His words were too heavy for an 18-year-old who was already able to publish papers in SCI journals.

"Given by Fish Leong."

"Dr. Zhang Wei."

Xu Qingshan spoke calmly.

He was not affected by Zhang Wei's accusations at all, and spoke in a calm and composed tone.

"I want to ask you first, how dare you assume that I can only write the history of mathematics?"

"Ok?"

Zhang Wei was shocked by Xu Qingshan's serious answer to Liang Jingru.

For a moment, I couldn't figure out who Fish Leong was.

I was immediately irritated by Xu Qingshan's questioning.

"Don't think that you can show off your power just by relying on your relationship with Professor Chen Dayue and holding a paper written by someone unknown."

"Young man, you are not worthy."

The sarcastic look on Zhang Wei's face was really disgusting.

But his words also made the teachers sitting there very dissatisfied. Tian Gang was not a person with a particularly good temper, and he was about to stand up and return the words to Zhang Wei.

He himself has also experienced being attacked wildly for academic misconduct.

Now Xu Qingshan is about to enter Peking University. Even if he is not in the School of Mathematics, with his qualifications, he is likely to make a significant contribution to the Center for Mathematical Research in the future. Tian Gang has already regarded him as the next person to be trained.

He could accept that Zhang Wei would not come back.

Because the domestic conditions are indeed unable to provide Zhang Wei with the conditions to reach the level he is currently able to achieve.

But he couldn't accept Zhang Wei attacking Xu Qingshan like this.

But before Tian Gang slammed the table and stood up to speak, Xu Qingshan continued speaking with a calm expression.

"It seems that Dr. Zhang is dissatisfied."

"It's okay, it's just a small matter."

"Dissatisfied?"

"Then I'll show you my skills."

Xu Qingshan smiled again, and although he was still smiling with squinting eyes, he looked like he was confident of victory.

This made Chen Dayue, who was about to reprimand Zhang Wei, and Tian Gang, who was about to slam the table, suddenly regain their temper and wait for Xu Qingshan to perform something on the spot.

"Hmph, let's see how you can smooth things over."

Zhang Wei sat down.

Xu Qingshan's attitude clearly showed that he wanted to prove his academic ability on the spot.

But an 18-year-old high school graduate who has not even received general education at a university, what can he understand about academics and scientific research?
He is a piece of shit!

Zhang Wei's heart was full of arrogance.

Xu Qingshan stood in front of the lecture desk.

He did not bring the draft he had compiled last time, but he did not need a draft because every step and every word of the proof of the weak twin prime conjecture was recorded in his mind.

He faced the whiteboard.

I just closed my eyes quietly, immersed myself in this space, and felt the changes in the world.

To others, Xu Qingshan stood in front of the whiteboard motionless, like a tree. But in Xu Qingshan's world.

The whiteboard in front of him was like a piece of white paper that kept expanding and extending, as if it was wrapping up the entire world, giving him countless spaces and inspirations.

Thoughts are like unconfined birds, flying freely on the white paper.

The tables and chairs in the conference room were twisted, tangled, and spinning wildly, like a tossed-out pretzel.

The whole world is changing, but Xu Qingshan stands still, independent in this space.

light!

Just when everyone in the conference room thought Xu Qingshan was about to fall asleep.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was sharp, holding a marker in one hand and pressing the whiteboard with the other, and began to write the first line of formula on the whiteboard.

When he is writing, he is not disturbed by the outside world at all.

The whole person is immersed in the world of mathematics.

He did not hear the discussions behind him, the cicadas chirping outside the window, or the beating hearts and chaotic breathing of everyone.

He is the only one left in his world.

For his role as the attempted prover of the weak twin prime conjecture.

If the people in the conference room were not already internationally cutting-edge mathematical academic researchers, they might not be able to keep up with Xu Qingshan's ideas.

Xu Qingshan didn't move at all, but when he moved, he was as fast as lightning.

One line of math.

Two lines of math.

Three lines of math.

Although they were not able to figure out what Xu Qingshan wanted to do at the first sight, they were able to quickly identify Xu Qingshan's current research scope from these formulas.

Field of number theory.

Moreover, it is more inclined towards the field of algebraic number theory.

Everyone present couldn't help but look at Liu Ruochuan.

He is the one who has the most vertical knowledge in this field, but I'm sure others understand it.

This kind of gaze was very short-lived. After all, no one thought that Xu Qingshan would be able to come up with something at this time that required analysis by extremely professional experts in the field.

Even Chen Dayue, who had great confidence in him, did not dare to think so.

After all, the study of mathematics is boring and heavy.

After all, only a few mathematicians can become famous at a young age.

More mathematicians consolidate their mathematical foundations through continuous learning and accumulation, and use different mathematical tools to acquire strong analytical skills, thus fighting at the forefront of mathematical research.

But when Xu Qingshan wrote the fifth line of the formula.

Tian Gang, who was sitting next to him, frowned. He sat up straight from leaning on the chair, his eyes fixed on the whiteboard in front of Xu Qingshan.

When the formula reached the seventh line, Wang Shicheng tilted his head and continued to look at Xu Qingshan's blackboard.

When they reached the tenth row, the other teachers and Liu Ruchuan, who was concentrating on taking out a small notebook to record, seemed to have realized something.

It was not until Xu Qingshan finished writing the preliminary formula and there was no more space on the whiteboard that the others began to thoughtfully look for their notebooks and draft papers, ready to record and calculate.

A whiteboard of formulas and derivations.

This is enough to prove that Xu Qingshan’s strength is not as shallow as he joked.

Just based on his basic skills in number theory, few people, let alone 18-year-olds, even graduate students in their 20s can compare with him.

The whiteboard in front of Xu Qingshan was full of words.

He paused subconsciously, picked up the whiteboard eraser, and wondered whether he needed to erase it before continuing to write.

"Use this and continue."

Tian Gang suddenly stood up.

Academician Tian trotted to the corner to drag out the pile of whiteboards, quickly took down the whiteboard in front of Xu Qingshan and put it aside, and personally replaced it with a new one for him.

"Thank you."

Xu Qingshan smiled and nodded.

At this moment, there is no teacher-student relationship, only exchanges between scholars.

"Are you trying to prove the weak twin prime conjecture using the second method of proving the Goldbach conjecture?"

Tian Gang helped Xu Qingshan change the whiteboard, looked at the whiteboard full of formulas, then looked at Xu Qingshan who was about to continue writing, and asked.

"Yes and no."

Xu Qingshan thought about it and replied.

what?
Prove the weak twin prime conjecture?
Anyone here who has studied number theory well in the past and has paid attention to the field of number theory in recent years naturally knows the weak twin prime conjecture.

But they never thought that a prospective college student would stand in front of them, writing equations on the whiteboard, ready to solve the problem for them on the spot.

"This is impossible!"

Zhang Wei opened his eyes wide and his face turned pale.

But judging from his academic level, although he is not particularly good at this, Xu Qingshan's first blackboard writing of equations has already proved that this young man has sufficient attainments in this area.

“Nothing is impossible, but it’s still incredible.”

Liu Ruchuan couldn't help but retorted to Zhang Wei.

The pen in his hand moved quickly, recording rapidly.

To him, Xu Qingshan is a treasure.

He had just been thinking about cooperating with Xu Qingshan when Xu Qingshan hadn't arrived yet.

His original idea was to stay out for a few more years, and when he came back, this junior fellow apprentice would have been trained well enough and would have possessed relatively strong scientific research capabilities.

After all, he can publish in SCI and attend ICML conferences. Liu Ruochuan is very optimistic about Xu Qingshan.

But who knows.

This kid has more than just what he shows, he also has this hidden talent.

only.
Liu Ruochuan thought of a question very unscrupulously.

Xu Qingshan had already demonstrated such mathematical talent and a certain degree of scientific research ability before entering Beijing University.

Then can it still be said that Xu Qingshan was trained by Jingcheng University?
It’s hard to say.

"Because I haven't fully proved it yet, I'm just showing you my reasoning process."

Xu Qingshan first spoke to Tian Gang seriously.

Then he turned around and glared at Zhang Wei.

"Be quiet and watch."

Zhang Wei fell silent.

I have to say that when doing scientific research, Xu Qingshan's aura was still a bit fierce.

Everyone here is a scholar, and no one can withstand Xu Qingshan's chivalrous spirit.

"He really has personality. I like this little junior brother."

Liu Ruochuan: Hehehe.

Liu Ruochuan said with a smirk when he saw Zhang Wei being humiliated.

"Brother Ruochuan, be quiet too! You're disturbing me."

Liu Ruochuan: No, not laughing.

Xu Qingshan's markers flew all over the whiteboard. Few people present had seen a mathematician perform on-the-spot derivations at Xu Qingshan's writing speed.

obviously.

These inference processes were not what Xu Qingshan thought of on the spot, but he has been doing this work recently and has kept them in mind.

Academician Tian Gang was just standing by as an assistant, helping to change the whiteboard.

But he held the whiteboards he replaced in his own hands and would not let others snatch them away.

(End of this chapter)