The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

The teachers at No. 99 Middle School were frantically dismantling blackboards in various classrooms, since they weren't needed for regular classes anyway.

On the other side, Director Huang carefully walked to Ji Bai's side with his laptop in hand.

The smile on his face looked worse than a cry.

"Ji Bai, um... someone wants to ask you a few questions."

Ji Bai turned around and glanced at the laptop screen.

In the video conferencing software, a dozen small windows were neatly arranged, and in each window, a pair of eyes, some old and some weathered, but all shining brightly at this moment, were staring at him.

He nodded, took the headphones, and put them on.

A slightly aged but undeniably excited voice came through the headphones.

"Ji Bai, I am Academician Wang from the School of Mathematical Sciences. You just said that ten more blackboards would be enough. Do you mean you have already completely proven it?"

"Yes."

Ji Bai nodded slightly.

The big shots were instantly excited.

The certificate has been issued?

Really?

"Ji Bai, I am Lin Boqian from Tsinghua University. On the second blackboard, the invariant you constructed on minor arcs..."

"Ji Bai, the weight function for that sieve method on the third blackboard..."

The experts asked questions they didn't understand, and Ji Bai answered them one by one.

"So that's how it is!"

"Exquisite!"

"Absolutely amazing!"

"What a heroic young man!"

"Ji Bai, would you be interested in coming to our School of Mathematical Sciences at Zhejiang University? Direct PhD program! No need for an undergraduate degree! I'll personally supervise you!"

"Why should I study yours? If anyone should study, it should study mine!"

"Come to me, full scholarship guaranteed!"

"What's a scholarship!"

"Don't fight over it! Ji Bai is from Nanjing University!"

……

Ji Bai was completely baffled.

These are all real big shots; you can't afford to offend them.

"I'm done talking, the blackboard's here, I'll get back to writing."

Ji Bai took off his headphones, turned around, and continued writing the certificate.

The bigwigs in the video conference, however, argued even more fiercely.

"A genius like Ji Bai must come to our Chinese Academy of Sciences! He's a national treasure!"

"Bullshit! Zhejiang University's number theory is the best in China!"

"Stop arguing! I've already booked the earliest flight to Fucheng!"

"Yes, yes, yes, someone order one for me too!"

"Call the Fucheng Education Bureau immediately! Tell them to make sure Ji Bai is well taken care of!"

……

Principal Wang had just carried the last blackboard he had taken from the classroom into the auditorium, and before he could even straighten his back, his cell phone rang.

He took it out and saw it was Director Zhang from the District Education Bureau.

Principal Wang's hand trembled, and he almost dropped his phone.

He took a deep breath, pressed the answer button, and subconsciously bent over, even though the person on the other end of the phone couldn't see him.

"Director Zhang! Yes, yes, yes... right, right, right... Ji Bai is writing..."

"Which blackboard is it? Let me count... It's the thirteenth!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm still writing, I haven't stopped!"

"Okay, okay, I understand, I'll make sure everything is safe..."

I had just hung up the phone when it rang again.

This time it's Director Liu, the head of the Municipal Education Bureau.

Principal Wang bowed even lower, his voice trembling: "Director Liu, hello, hello... Yes, yes, we're proving it..."

"The scene? I'm personally guarding it! Not even a fly can get in!"

"Yes, yes, yes... I understand, I understand..."

Before Old Wang could even catch his breath after hanging up with Director Liu, another call came in from an unknown number.

Principal Wang glanced at the caller ID: provincial capital.

"Comrade Wang Jianguo, this is from the Provincial Department of Education..."

"How is Ji Bai doing now? Has he been disturbed by external factors? How is the situation at the scene?"

Old Wang's legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

Omg!

Director!

"Reporting to the Dean! Ji Bai is writing diligently! The scene is orderly! All faculty and staff of No. 99 Middle School have been mobilized to ensure that Ji Bai is not disturbed in any way!"

"very good."

The director paused, then his tone suddenly turned serious: "Comrade Wang Jianguo, you may not have fully realized the nature of this matter."

"This is not just a matter for your school, or even for your city of Fucheng. This is one of the most significant academic events in the Chinese mathematics community in the past thirty years, no, since the founding of the People's Republic of China."

"You need to elevate your position and ensure that security measures are foolproof. Leaders from the municipal and district bureaus are already on their way, and our colleagues from the provincial department are also en route."

"Tonight, you'd better guard this door well!"

"Understood! I vouch for it with my Party membership! Please rest assured! Please rest assured, organization!"

After hanging up the phone, Principal Wang was covered in sweat.

Over the phone, leaders at all levels criticized him, asking why he hadn't reported such a big thing as proving Goldbach's conjecture beforehand.

Old Wang was in a bad mood. He had no idea that Ji Bai would suddenly pull this stunt.

He just wanted to do a live stream to increase the school's followers and gain some political achievements for himself.

Now things are much better. The provincial department director made a personal call, and the leaders of the municipal and district bureaus are all on their way. The big names in the Chinese mathematics community are watching his school's auditorium in a video conference.

but……

Principal Wang smiled again!

Ji Bai stirred up chaos in the lower realm, attracting the attention of countless lords from the upper realm.

So, can this down-on-his-luck principal finally catch the eye of the higher beings?

. . .

Meanwhile, Fushi TV station.

Station director Zhou Xiangyang was working with the station's star female anchor on the script for tomorrow's morning news.

Just then, the cell phone on the bedside table rang.

Zhou Xiangyang was so frightened he almost exploded!

"Damn it, who is it?!"

He picked up his phone and saw that it was his superior, Minister Sun from the Municipal Party Committee's Publicity Department!

"Hello, Department Head Sun?"

"Zhou Xiangyang!!!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was so loud that even the female host sitting above could hear it clearly.

"What are you still dawdling around at the station for? Didn't you know about the huge incident at No. 99 Middle School? It's all over the internet! The whole country is watching! What kind of station director are you?"

Director Zhou was completely dumbfounded: "No... Director Sun, what's wrong? No. 99 Middle School? Isn't that a dilapidated school..."

"Ji Bai! The top scorer in the college entrance examination! He's proving Goldbach's Conjecture in the auditorium of No. 99 Middle School! Mathematicians from all over the world are watching! Xinhua News Agency reporters are already on their way!"

"You, the prestigious Fucheng TV station, are having such a big news story on your own turf? Are you planning to wait until CCTV finishes broadcasting it before you get out of bed?"

The station director was dumbfounded!

He knew about what happened at No. 99 Middle School.

But which TV station would want to cover a gambling match between a non-governmental organization?

Hearing what Minister Sun said, I felt completely numb!

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Xiangyang immediately called the station.

"What are you all doing? Why didn't you tell me about something this important?"

"Alright, enough talk, everyone! Assemble immediately!!!"

"Broadcast van number one, depart immediately! You must reach No. 99 Middle School within ten minutes!!!"

The female host was still somewhat dazed at this point.

Zhou Xiangyang slapped the woman off him.

"Alright, stop fucking acting. Do you think I don't know my own limitations?"

"Hurry up and get dressed, come with me to No. 99 Middle School!"

……

So, by the time Ji Bai wrote on the fifteenth blackboard, the entrance to No. 99 Middle School had completely changed.

The first to arrive were two police cars from the local police station, their red and blue lights flashing at the school gate, and several police officers were directing the crowd of onlookers.

Then came police cars from the district branch, and even riot control vehicles and communications command vehicles from the city bureau.

Immediately following was a broadcast van with a huge satellite antenna on top, which rumbled in. The words "Fucheng TV Station" were printed on the side of the vehicle, and two vans followed behind it.

Director Zhou was the first to jump out of the car; his balding forehead gleamed under the streetlights.

A young and beautiful female host followed behind.

At this point, no one cared why the station director would come with a female host so late at night.

Finally, it's the team's main event.

A row of black Passats stood side by side, their license plates 001, 002, and 003 gleaming solemnly under the streetlights.

……

The surrounding crowd had already completely blocked the school gate.

Residents from the neighborhood came out wearing slippers and pajamas, with elderly men and women carrying small stools and sitting in the front row, as if they were there to watch an open-air movie.

Some people were live-streaming on their phones, some climbed trees, and others brought ladders from home and set them up against the wall, where a row of people stood.

The topic of verifying the champion's identity was already very popular, but when Ji Bai began to prove Goldbach's Conjecture, the popularity reached a boiling point.

Today, the whole country's attention is focused on this dilapidated small town in Northeast China.

In this small town, all eyes are focused on that dilapidated high school auditorium that doesn't even have a plastic track.

Everyone is waiting...

The prodigy of a fallen sect not only defeated the immortals of the upper realm, but now he is going to... open the gates of heaven with a single sword!

To cleave open that gate to heaven that had blocked humanity for nearly three centuries...