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

have to say.

Theodore possessed an exceptionally keen intuition, typical of top scholars, but he only guessed half of it correctly.

Even at the very top of that pyramid built from the bones of countless geniuses, among those brilliant mathematicians whose names are written into textbooks.

Only a very few individuals can even begin to touch the edge of this miraculous realm.

That's a power that most people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

They can completely ignore the tedious algebraic calculations and "see through" the grand topological structure and perfect geometric shape of the entire function!

Because all intermediate steps have been eliminated, Su Hao's thinking speed has far surpassed traditional logical reasoning, reaching an incredible level of mastery.

Only after witnessing it firsthand did Theodore become desperately convinced.

This is absolutely a once-in-a-century, irrational monster!

Theodore couldn't help but wonder:

Does this damn kid even realize that the talent he possesses is an extremely rare privilege, one that is among the best in the entire history of mathematics and enough to drive all mathematicians in the world mad with envy?!

They never get tired.

There was no pause.

This intense mental deduction, like a marathon, continued until dusk.

The Boston skyline outside the window was already tinged with blood red by the afterglow of the setting sun.

After writing the last formula for today's phase, Su Hao finally put down the chalk and turned around.

"It's evening, Theodore. Would you like to come over to my house for dinner?"

This unexpected and heartwarming invitation to a family dinner made Theodore, who was still immersed in the abyss of mathematics, feel a sudden sense of unease.

"Ahem... I'll pass, I won't bother you."

Are you kidding me!

A warm and inviting dining table?

A harmonious and joyful family atmosphere filled with laughter?

These are elements that seem incredibly wonderful to ordinary people.

But with unerring accuracy, it struck that long-buried, unavoidable minefield deep within his heart.

"Oh, okay then."

Su Hao didn't make any polite or forced gestures.

He nodded, turned around, stuffed the reference books on the table into his bag, and walked out of the research room with a crisp and decisive air.

In an instant, Theodore was left all alone in the huge room.

He sighed resignedly, and like an old ox, lit the lamp and continued to work through the night, meticulously organizing the details of the photos left by Su Hao.

After ensuring that no data was missing.

He continued working with lightning speed, pushing forward the first draft of the paper that was destined to shock the academic world.

Crackle, crackle.

The crisp clicks of the mechanical keyboard echoed alone and resolutely in the deathly still room at night.

Until four in the morning.

When he dragged his leaden steps back to the cheap hotel and slumped onto the hard bed, his body felt like it was falling apart.

An overwhelming sense of exhaustion instantly engulfed him like a tsunami.

But the moment I closed my eyes.

Although his body was groaning in pain, his cerebral cortex was in an unprecedented, almost trembling state of excitement!

Because it's tonight.

He finally found the key clue among those discarded manuscripts that could break through the bottleneck in his master's thesis that had plagued him for years!

If he just follows Su Hao's line of thinking, he can even slap the faces of those mentors who mocked him back then into a pulp!

.......

For the next few days.

This crazy life trajectory, between the two of them, is like a finely geared cycle, constantly repeating itself.

Every day, as soon as the bell rings after class, Su Hao unfailingly plunges into the research lab.

He transformed into a ruthless problem-solving machine, pouring his boundless, almost bursting inspiration onto the blackboard without reservation, like a torrential downpour of pear blossoms.

Theodore, on the other hand, completely abandoned all pretense of dignity, becoming like the most patient and humble gold prospector.

Following behind Su Hao, they carefully digested and sorted through these mathematical ores that Su Hao had casually discarded, but which were priceless to the world.

The arrival of a critical point is often accompanied by some inexplicable change in the atmosphere.

Theodore keenly sensed that this low-pressure cyclone, capable of triggering a storm, occurred one evening, a full week after the high pressure had advanced.

The moment Su Hao pushed open the door, Theodore keenly noticed:

His condition today is clearly different from any other day.

Su Hao's cheeks were flushed with a redness caused by blood rushing to his brain.

His chest heaved, and his breathing became extremely heavy and rapid.

He was radiating an indescribable, fanatical aura that even Theodore found terrifying.

But those eyes, which were always as clear as a mountain spring, were now so sharp that no one dared to look directly at them.

It was as if a top predator had locked onto its prey's throat and was about to launch a fatal attack in an instant!

Click.

Su Hao pressed the play button on the speaker.

A melodious classical tune, yet carrying an endless sense of vastness, flowed through the room like a slowly flowing glacier.

It was a piece of music that Theodore felt he had heard before, but he couldn't quite place the name of.

Accompanied by the plaintive piano music, as if it were a final question to fate.

Su Hao stood in front of the blackboard and took a deep breath.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze fixed intently on Theodore.

"If all goes well, I plan to finish proving the Smail conjecture tonight."

It might go very late, do you want to go home and rest first?

"fart!"

Theodore jumped up from his chair!

"This is the ultimate moment that will etch my name in the history of mathematics and witness history!"

Even if you point a gun at my head, I will absolutely not step out of this door today!

Could it be... that my presence here will affect your final deduction?!

Su Hao stared at him for a few seconds, pondered for a moment, and then slowly shook his head.

"It should be fine. After all, we are all mathematical researchers seeking the truth..."

Moreover, to be honest, I can't always fight alone like a lone hero.

With your assistance lately, my derivation efficiency has improved significantly.

Splash!

Su Hao unzipped his backpack, turned the bulging bag upside down, and dumped all the contents onto the table.

Colorful packaging bags were scattered all over the ground.

It's full of high-calorie energy bars, concentrated chocolate, Red Bull, and other high-calorie snacks designed to quickly deplete energy and provide high-intensity physical replenishment!

"To be honest, Theodore, the non-core content you've helped me organize these past few nights has given me tremendous inspiration."

Su Hao said quickly as he unpacked an energy bar and popped it into his mouth.

"This morning, after reviewing the manuscript that you formatted and organized, I felt that the last fog blocking my view had finally completely dissipated."

So if there's anything I can help you with in the future, please don't hesitate to ask.

Before Theodore could respond, Su Hao had already stood directly in front of the blackboard.

next second.

He suddenly brought the chalk to a slam!

He immediately entered a frenzied writing state on the blackboard at an unprecedented and dazzling speed!