Chapter 362

It represents the top academic level in the mathematics world today.

Countless professors and scholars are proud to be published in a mathematics annual.

So far, there are only a handful of people in Huaxia who can be published in the annual mathematics journal.

No one thought that Wang Xuecai's ambitions would be so great. He actually wanted Qin Luo to be published in the Mathematics Annual in the last time of this year.

"Now you know why I revised the manuscript more times?" Looking at the expressions on everyone's faces, Wang Xuecai showed a faint smile.

Hearing Wang Xuecai's words, everyone was speechless for a while.

"Pharaoh, I think let's forget it, it's too late." Someone in the crowd said.

The Mathematical Year Meeting is released to the world on 31 December each year.

Today, on the 27th, there are still 3 days before the 31st. Including the time difference, they still have 3 days, and the time is too late.

"Is it too late?"

Wang Xuecai smiled and said, "As long as we go through the draft at one time, it won't be long?"

3 days is enough for Princeton to review the manuscript. As long as the paper is reviewed at one time, you can catch the last train of the annual journal!

Yearbook of mathematics? One-time draft?

hehehe...

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and they were speechless. It was a mathematical yearbook, how could it be published at one time?

"Wang Yuan, submit it."

Just when everyone was about to persuade again, Qin Luo suddenly spoke.

"Qin Luo!"

"I have confidence in myself and everyone..."

Yes, for the sake of saying that, everyone really couldn't find anything to say for a while.

What's more, others have confidence in you, don't you have it yourself.

So, under the unanimous vote of everyone, the mail about the four-color conjecture flew to the other side of the ocean through the Internet.

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United States, Princeton University, School of Mathematics.

It was already late at night here, but the School of Mathematics was still brightly lit, and the same scene would be repeated here every year at the end of the year.

Everyone is busy, busy to revise the mathematical yearbook.

The review room, a room specially prepared by Princeton University in order to complete the review of the annual journal.

Here are six reviewers, who are quickly browsing emails from all over the world.

Deligne, Henrik, Farjens...

Every one of them is a big bull.

"Bang!" At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open, and two women rushed in one after the other.

They were pulling each other and didn't seem to get along very well.

The first person who rushed in was Orfina, a third-year Princeton University student who was also an assistant for this year's journal review work.

They will help Deligne and others filter out the vast majority of emails, leaving only the best papers.

Holding a tablet in her hand, she walked straight to Deligne: "Teacher, there is a paper here, you should be very interested in my hometown."

Saying that, Fiona handed Deligne the tablet in her hand.

"Oh?" Deligne raised his eyebrows, put down the subject he was checking, and focused his eyes on the tablet.

"Huaxia?" Deligne raised his brows when he saw the sender, then took the tablet and checked it out.

"Four-color conjecture?" Deligne frowned gradually.

The four-color conjecture cannot be proved artificially, which has already been concluded in the entire mathematics community, but now from the paper in front of him, it is obvious that he wants to prove the four-color conjecture artificially, and Deligne lost his interest in an instant.