A genius student? Ha, they're nothing but ants at your feet!

Theodore stopped in front of one of the hastily written formulas.

Cold sweat trickled down his temples.

This idea was carelessly discarded in a corner.

It is a hundred times more profound than it appears on the surface!

If it were me, I would expand the equation in this corner a little.

That's more than enough for him to publish another phenomenal paper that will shock the world in a top-tier core journal like the Annals of Mathematics!

And in this corridor.

These dazzling, profound insights, like diamonds scattered across the ground, can be found everywhere!

That's absolutely impossible!

It's absolutely impossible for this to have come from an ordinary undergraduate student!

"Tsk!"

Theodore smacked his lips hard.

After a brief moment of shock, he had already guessed the true identity of the writer who was so reckless as to treat the mathematics community like a playground.

With extremely complicated feelings, he slowed his pace, turned the corner of the corridor, and walked a little further.

The light ahead became brighter.

There stood a boy wearing an ordinary gray hooded sweatshirt, his back to him, standing blankly in front of a blackboard by the window, like a wooden stake.

The air was extremely quiet.

The young man seemed to be lost in some kind of profound contemplation, standing still for a long time without moving an inch.

Suddenly!

As if waking from a deep dream, he deftly twirled the chalk in his right hand, like a peerless swordsman performing a dazzling sword flourish in mid-air.

Then, with an almost morbidly fanatical fervor, he slammed the chalk onto the blackboard and began to write furiously!

The passage of time seemed to stretch out at this moment.

Before I knew it, the raging snow outside the window had completely stopped.

The sun broke through the gloomy clouds, casting its golden rays down.

When that golden light poured into the window.

The light illuminated the profile of the boy in the hoodie perfectly.

Theodore's eyes widened to their limit!

His eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets!

Although he looks much more mature and aloof than in the photos.

But that is absolutely true!

It's that face on the front page of every major newspaper, the one that makes him grit his teeth!

"It really was you, Su Hao!"

Theodore opened his mouth, about to shout.

However, when he came into contact with the aura emanating from the other person, he swallowed back all the words that were about to come out.

Because of Su Hao at this moment.

He was so focused!

The terrifying sense of oppression from entering a state of flow made Theodore afraid to interrupt.

What upset him even more was...

I stood there and stared at it for a long time.

They couldn't see through Su Hao's wildly flailing right hand at all; they couldn't figure out what it was doing!

This feeling of powerlessness, of having his intelligence crushed face-to-face, cruelly stung his proud pride as a top Stanford genius.

Can't lose!

We absolutely cannot lose our momentum here!

Theodore gritted his teeth and began pacing back and forth like a headless fly among the blackboards around Su Hao.

I tried my best to reconstruct Su Hao's thought process at this moment!

With intense focus, he meticulously traced the starting point of the equation written by Su Hao.

We followed the trail along the wall!

Where did it flow to?

Where did it leap to!

This painful reading experience.

It felt like being in a giant maze with no exit, blindly groping around with your eyes closed!

Because Su Hao's way of thinking is simply an absolute anomaly!

He was driven entirely by that terrifying intuition, rather than by methodical, rigid, and outdated logical deduction.

Often, the direction of his writing will take an extremely abrupt 180-degree turn without any prior explanation, leaving those who follow and try to understand him completely bewildered!

But even though the process seemed more tumultuous than a mental breakdown, Theodore was shocked by what he discovered.

Despite these seemingly illogical leaps, an unbreakable and unquestionable logical axis remains firmly running through them!

If you elevate your thinking to a sufficiently high level to look down from above.

To piece together all the seemingly scattered and absurd ideas under the same large coordinate system.

You will be shocked to discover that they are all converging on the same ultimate conclusion in a violent manner!

"Damn...am I...getting too engrossed in it?"

When Theodore snapped back to his senses, he was horrified to discover that, without him noticing, the sun outside the window had already set, and the corridor was bathed in the dim, yellow glow of the setting sun.

Theodore inwardly cursed himself, realizing he had been standing there watching for so long!

He had just turned his head when he found that Su Hao had already stopped writing.

She turned around and gazed at him quietly with an expressionless, extremely calm look.

In the quiet corridor, Su Hao spoke first:

"You are the first person in the past few days who can understand these formulas."

Hearing Su Hao's words, which could barely be considered a compliment...

Theodore grinned and laughed.

"Of course! If I weren't standing here, all the other mediocre students in this school probably wouldn't even be able to understand what you've written."

He paused, his smile fading, and stared seriously into Su Hao's eyes:

"But seriously, have you lost your mind?"

Why get so hung up on the obscure and bizarre problem of the Smer problem, which has long been obsolete?

"Don't you think your hair is falling out fast enough?"

Upon hearing this, Su Hao was visibly taken aback, then tilted his head in confusion.

"The Smail problem? What's that?"

Theodore's expression froze instantly, and his lips twitched wildly.

"It's the thing you're fucking calculating right now!"

This is a century-old problem that can drive people crazy, proposed by American mathematics giant Stephen Smail in the 70s!

You were the one who spoke first.

I thought you were praising me for recognizing its origin at a glance!

Su Hao blinked, looking completely bewildered.

"No, no, no, buddy, you've misunderstood."

What I meant was, it's funny that you can actually understand the question I scribbled on this wall.

Nobody told me what this century-old problem was.

I always thought that Logia had recently gotten smarter and was deliberately picking out some tricky math problems from a question bank to give me...

Theodore felt a sudden darkness engulf his vision!

He painfully stretched out his hands and desperately held his forehead, which felt like it was about to explode!

Hastily!

He was so stunned by Su Hao's amazing skills all day that he completely forgot about Logia!

Now, all the causes and consequences have come to light in this absurd dialogue.

Logia's emotionless and broken system is definitely because the so-called difficult questions in the question bank are no longer a challenge for Su Hao, this prodigy!

So, the AI ​​simply turned on its unethical mode and dug up an unsolvable century-old problem from the ancestral graveyard of academia, and threw it directly at him!

Su Hao, this incredibly clueless simpleton, was completely unaware of the situation and thought it was just a regular practice question.

I've actually started solving this problem by hand!

And judging by this momentum, he's almost done!