RBCT Chapter 191 Woolf-Gong Conjecture
Chapter 191 Woolf-Gong Conjecture
Test papers are distributed.
There was a tense atmosphere in the examination room. Although we could not win the top three places in the city, the ranking within the team was also very important!
But within a few minutes, the students at the bottom sighed and stopped writing in despair.
There is no option to fill in the blanks in the whole paper, there are only 18 big questions, each question is more difficult than the last, like eighteen levels of hell!
There is a road to heaven, but if you don’t walk on it, you will have to work hard to learn the sea and work hard!
In the top ten contestants area, there was no sighing yet. Everyone answered the questions at high speed, and the pens in their hands seemed to come alive.
Song He and Chu Long entered a state of forgetfulness one after another. The two strong men burst out with terrifying pressure and answered desperately with a momentum that overwhelmed the whole audience. The hand they wrote with so much force made the table vibrate. !
Both of them got so caught up in answering the questions that they completely forgot about everything. Only the questions were flying in their minds, and their inspirations were like a flock of birds passing by. They had to shoot a few in time.
Around them, the other top eight contestants were also trying their best to answer the questions, struggling with sweat on their foreheads, as if they were working together to seal two demons!
The seal didn't last long.
After the eighth question, the top eight contestants lost one after another and were stuck at a loss.
After the eleventh question, except for the heroes of Song and Chu, no one wrote to resist!
All eyes were focused on Chu Long and Song He, watching their show quietly.
Chu Long is currently slightly faster. He has just finished the fourteenth question and is currently attacking the fifteenth question without stopping!
Song He was slightly behind, halfway through question 14, and showed no signs of running out of ideas.
In the distance, there was a low uproar among the low-level competitors, talking like spectators watching a game.
"It's not surprising that Chu Long can fight to the end, but Song He can also follow to the end?"
"Song He is so strong! Did you forget that he taught us topology questions? Chu Long is willing to lose!"
"But this exam is not topology, it is "Introduction to Algebra"! They are two completely different fields. Although they are classified as mathematics, they are actually so different that they are equivalent to two subjects!"
"It shows that Song He is also very strong in this subject. Smart people can learn everything quickly. We can't compare."
"I have a hunch that Song He will win this wave and Chu Long will kneel down!"
"Your premonition is wrong. Look, Chu Long turned the page first, and Lao Chu is still ahead."
Overcome the questions one by one.
Song He gradually felt like his brain was burning.
When it comes to math questions at this level, the role of mental arithmetic capsules is getting smaller and smaller, because the questions are more about abstract thinking.
Whoever is more abstract wins!
At this time, Song He didn't know yet that the so-called brain-burning feeling was actually a gradual lack of oxygen in the brain. His breathing became longer and his fingers became more and more numb, and he could only barely hold a pen to write.
Chu Long next to him also had a similar reaction. He blinked desperately to stay awake. He had to put down his pen frequently and clenched his hands back and forth to ensure adequate blood and oxygen supply. His brain was overloaded.
Continue to do the questions, fifteen questions, sixteen questions, seventeen questions...
The question is indeed difficult, but for Song and Chulong's level, it's just a matter of slashing a few more times, chopping it up and running it over!
Finally, the last question 18!
Eighteen questions are worth 20 points. The font of the questions is bold and marked with an asterisk in front.
If he hadn't overheard the relevant information in advance, Song He would have thought this question was slightly difficult, but it was actually a cannibal question!
The title is indeed to prove a conjecture.
The Woolf-Gong conjecture was proposed by a couple of university professors, Woolf Staci and Gong Ke, in June of the previous year. It is extremely niche and of average value. Mathematicians who do not conduct related research cannot even notice it.
But this does not prevent it from being an unproven conjecture, and the difficulty is definitely not low!
Chu Long and Song He stopped writing one after another to carefully examine the Woolf-Gong conjecture. At the same time, they took deep breaths to refresh their brains and adjust their physical condition.
"You can hand in your papers when you're done!" Ye Lianghan suddenly announced.
The silent auditorium suddenly became noisy. A large group of students stood up, handed their papers to the front, and left in a hurry.
Most people have been waiting for more than one class, unable to answer questions or study. They are as anxious as prisoners. Now that the world is amnesty, they are naturally rushing to be released from prison and regain their freedom.
Song He thought for a long time and was startled when he raised his head!
The whole auditorium is empty!
There were only three people left in the large auditorium, Ye Lianghan who was counting the test papers, Chu Long and himself next to them.
"Are you two handing in your papers?" Ye Lianghan asked after counting the papers.
"No!" the two die-hards said in unison.
Ye Lianghan came over, glanced at the vacant question 18 on the two people's test papers, and smiled slightly.
"When you're done, you two hand your papers to the math team. You can also put them in front of the podium if it's too far away. I'll go and do some work beforehand."
After Ye Lianghan finished speaking, he hurriedly left with the test paper in his arms and left the auditorium.
He had no intention of supervising two top students. Song He would cheat? Will Chu Long cheat? What a joke!
Years of teaching experience told him that this kind of top student's attitude toward exams has long been outside the Three Realms and not among the Five Elements.
They are not afraid of scolding from their parents and teachers, nor are they afraid of missing out on their ideal university. They simply enjoy the fun of doing the questions. Sometimes there will be fierce competition in rankings, but they will never go wrong.
What's more, for the last question, there is currently no reference answer in this world!
Ye Lianghan went with peace of mind.
There were only two people left in the empty auditorium.
In the silence, two brains were thinking at high speed.
The lack of oxygen continued, and Song He decided to use tissue paper to relieve some of his brain processes and make himself more comfortable.
When he grabbed the papyrus, Chu Long also grabbed the papyrus. There was a tacit understanding between the two.
The rustling sound of writing sounded again, and the two used scratch paper to organize their thoughts, trying to find a way through the overgrown conjectures.
It took less than five minutes for the two of them to use up all the tissue paper they had on hand. It was not the habit of those who were strong in mental arithmetic to bring extra tissue paper.
Song He looked up and saw that on the table in the distance, there were many blank papers left by classmates, spread out neatly on the table one by one.
This is a traditional custom of the mathematics competition team. If you come to the auditorium to hand in the paper first, you will definitely leave the unused blank scratch paper in its original place. If the students around you need it urgently, they can grab it and write on it.
Song He and Chu Long looked at each other.
"I'm here to help you?" Song He said.
"Okay!" Chu Long nodded.
The two stood up, Song He collected the tissue paper on the left side of the auditorium, and Chu Long collected the tissue paper on the right side of the auditorium. Like a cleaner picking up the trash after the concert, they recycled all the remaining paper in the venue.
Returning to their original positions, the two of them put the collected papyrus in the middle in tacit agreement, and then each took out it.
Song He glanced at the watch in front of him, it happened to be half past nine.
The school has just changed the schedule for autumn and winter. The dormitory building will be closed at 11:30 and the lights will be turned off. If there is no progress by 11:20, give up!
The sound of writing continued, and more and more paper was written on the two people's desks. The numbers seemed to multiply. One piece of scratching paper split into two, and two pieces split into four...
for a long time.
"Holy shit, you two haven't finished yet? How long have you been doing this?" There was an exclamation at the door.
Qiu Lingshan appeared and came to the table with a shocked look on her face. She lowered her head to look at the table full of papyrus.
There was so much paper that she had already buried the test paper, so she had to ask, "The last question? Woolf-Gong conjecture?"
"Yes." Song He nodded and continued writing without raising his head.
Chu Long pinched his eyebrows and looked up at her with a tired expression, "Is something wrong?"
"It's eleven o'clock! We still have half an hour to close the dormitory building. Don't forget the time, you two!" Qiu Lingshan said, "I passed by after school, and I saw that the lights in the auditorium were still on, and you two were still writing here."
The two nodded repeatedly, meaning "I know, I know", "Thank you for your kindness", "Go away and don't disturb us from doing the questions".
Qiu Lingshan turned around and left. She took two steps and suddenly stopped. She turned around and asked, "Are you two proving your case separately, or are you working together to prove it?"
Chu Long's and Song He's pens stopped at the same time.