Chapter 556 Ending

"... Next we have a professor from Andrews University, Professor Powers came to the stage..." As soon as Luo Yang's words came out, Powers' face instantly turned ashen.

For a time, he had the feeling that he wanted to quit.

Biting his head, Bowers stepped onto the podium slowly.

"The subject of my report today is: Model's conjecture..."

Then Bowers began to explain.

Model's conjecture, an important conjecture about the rational points of an arithmetic curve.

This is a good guess, and it can barely rank in the fourth gear.

If you change the occasion and time, Bowers may be the object of pursuit, but now it is the annual report of the Princeton Department of Mathematics, which gathers the top scholars from all over the world.

Model conjectured that to them, it was really nothing.

Moreover, Bowers' entire reporting process felt underwhelming.

If it wasn't for the face of Andrews University, Deligne even wanted to kick him out.

Perhaps it was because he felt the badness in the eyes of everyone. After only ten minutes, Bowers hurriedly ended his report and returned to his seat in a daze.

From beginning to end, he only received a little bit of applause.

His eyes were staring at Qin Luo, his eyes full of viciousness.

All of this was caused by Qin Luo. Without Qin Luo, he would now be receiving applause from the whole hall, not Qin Luo!

The report was coming to an end soon, and a group of professors from Princeton came to give Qin Luo a big bear hug.

"Uh……"

To be honest, Qin Luo is not very cold about the unique way of expressing enthusiasm for Westerners.

But in a foreign country, Qin Luo really can't say anything, so he can only open his arms obediently and hug the old professors.

"Congratulations, Professor Qin, your name is destined to be recorded in history." Soon a somewhat bald old man said to Qin Luo.

Farsyan, the winner of the highest achievement in the history of mathematics, the winner of the Fields Medal, has a deep research in algebraic geometry, Abelian variety parametric space, Riemann-Roch theorem of arithmetic surfaces, and Hodge theory.

Qin Luo's little achievement is a younger brother in front of Faryans.

Thinking about it, Qin Luo glanced at the little hair that was left of the other party.

Regardless of academic achievement or age, Qin Luo is a younger brother.

"Professor, you are joking." Qin Luo smiled humbly: "It is still far from being recorded in history."

Is it far?

Farjens smiled undeniably. Mathematics is different from other subjects. This is a genius subject.

And Qin Luo happens to be a genius.

Qin Luo's achievements are already higher than those achieved by many scholars, and now he is only a trophy or a medal.

But Farjens was not worried at all, trophies and medals were readily available to Qin Luo.

He could even imagine that in the next period of time, Qin Luo would be soft on winning the award.

"By the way, there is one more thing I need to tell you in advance. After some discussion with the old men, we decided to include your paper in the "Journal of Mathematics" in January."

"Is this against the rules?"

According to the process, a paper that wants to be published in a mathematical journal must be delivered to Princeton’s mailbox, and then after a lot of review, and finally approved by the school, it can be published.