I’m Really a Superstar

It's noon.

nine yuan

ten yuan

Fourteen blank question boards have been filled with writing.

Reporters were also rushing to call back.

"Come on, something happened"

"What's wrong?"

"I can't explain a sentence or two at all. Call a few people over quickly and bring equipment. Remember to tell the newspaper that the afternoon's front page headlines will be reserved."

"Huh? Front page?"

"right"

"But today's front page has been decided in the morning, and the news about Jiaqi's wedding and cheating has been prepared. Are you sure the news on your side is bigger?"

"I'm pretty sure that Jiaqi's cheating is nothing. Even if she jumped off a building, she would still have to move her front page back. What I'm dealing with is breaking news that involves national honor."

"Okay, I understand, the manpower will be here soon."

"Come on, I'll tell you the details when you get on the road."

Front.

Zhang Ye was still making arguments and calculations.

A large group of mathematicians from various countries gathered behind him. Many of them took pens and calculated with him, verifying the formulas and calculations on the problem board. However, some people followed Zhang Ye for a long time and then gave up. I still persisted, but soon passed and everyone slowly gave up.

Why?

Because I can't keep up

Completely unable to keep up

There was a British female mathematician and two French male mathematicians present, both experts in the field involved in one of the formulas written by Zhang Ye. The three of them got together and followed Zhang Ye's steps to calculate, and unexpectedly found that they There was no need to think about the progress of the deduction, or even the steps and sequence like Zhang Ye. All they needed to do was to verify whether the calculation written by Zhang Ye was correct or not. But even so, they did not keep up and were verifying what Zhang Ye had just said. When deriving a certain formula written on the question board, a few minutes later, they were still spinning around here, but Zhang Ye had already gone to write the third formula calculation and had already changed the question board.

This is a change - state

Have you eaten the rocket?

Mathematicians were once again shocked, just like a few foreign mathematicians just now, this is too damn fast, don’t you need to do some rough calculations? Such a pair of formulas and even a huge calculation formula, are you doing all the mental arithmetic? And there was no hesitation at all? We mathematicians are following you to calculate, but we can’t even do it? When we finished counting one, you already wrote three more? Isn't it as fast as you, who is calculating, thinking and organizing at the same time? ?

Someone has given up.

A few people are still following the derivation slowly. If they can't keep up with Zhang Ye's pace, they will not follow. They slowly demonstrate the previous calculations first before talking about it.

Time passed bit by bit.

Many tourists found a place to sit down, eat and drink.

The reporters also took time to rest. Except for a few TV station camera crews who were still recording, everyone was replenishing food, otherwise no one would be able to bear it.

The same goes for Zhang Ye. He is not a tough guy. He grumbled and his stomach growled, but he did not stop writing, but stretched out a hand to touch his stomach.

Huang Lingling had been watching next to Zhang Ye. She was very attentive and saw it right away. She said timidly: "Teacher Zhang, are you hungry?"

Zhang Ye smiled and said: "It's a bit."

Huang Lingling immediately said: "Then you go to eat first."

Everyone was startled,

hungry? Yes, I have been writing this all morning.

"Eat?" Zhang Ye smacked his lips and looked back, oh, why are there so many people behind him? They are all surrounding him three times inside and outside.

Hearing this, Xinya took the initiative to come over and said, "I have bread here. You can make do with two bites first." After saying that, she took out the bread she brought with her from the bag, with a beautiful circle of ketchup sprinkled on it. She had already reached this point. At the critical moment, she and the people in the mathematical community of the Republic obviously didn't want Zhang Ye to stop. Mathematics sometimes relies on a burst of inspiration. It would be a bad thing if the train of thought is interrupted after this stop. Although Xinya was humiliated by Zhang Ye for a long time at first, when it comes to issues related to the honor of the country and the honor of the mathematical community of the Republic, Xinya's position is still quite clear. It goes without saying that they are now fully supporting Zhang Ye in continuing to solve problems. of

Zhang Ye glanced at the bread and said disgustedly: "I don't like tomato-flavored food."

Xinya almost hit someone, "..."

Zhang Ye blinked and said, "Is there any chocolate flavor?"

Xinya felt itchy at all. When have you been so picky?

Zhang Ye coughed and said, "I can barely tolerate the cantaloupe smell."

The young mathematician who had had conflicts with Zhang Ye before and questioned him hesitated for a few times, but still had no choice but to unzip his package, revealing a box of milk and a chocolate cake, because he knew that today's mathematics competition would take a whole day. , it was not easy to buy things or eat in the Summer Palace, so some people prepared their own food in advance. He took out the box of cakes and said, "Can a small chocolate cake be okay?"

Zhang Ye was disgusted again, "It's a bit too little."

The young mathematician had a dark look on his face: "..."

"I'll just eat it." Zhang Ye brought the bread, opened the package, and ate it in three bites. Then his eyes did not leave the young mathematician's package, but stared at the carton of milk inside. He didn't open his mouth or say anything, just looking at the milk.

The young mathematician once again experienced Zhang Ye's unpopular character. He took out the milk again speechlessly and gave it to him painfully. In fact, he was also hungry and thirsty.

Zhang Ye was not polite at all. He took it and drank, "Thanks, my friend."

The young mathematician said to his heart: Who is your friend?

As he ate and drank, some mathematicians were also hungry and started eating one after another.

It turned out that an old professor from the Republic, who had had a verbal conflict with Zhang Ye before, took out a few zongzi, from Zaoer, and was about to eat one when Zhang Ye looked over with a straight look. While drinking milk, she stared at the jujube rice dumplings without saying a word.

The old professor almost fainted, why are you looking at my rice dumplings?

Zhang Ye also watched.

This guy is now the center of attention. Everyone's eyes are on him. Seeing Zhang Ye looking over there, the tourists outside, the mathematicians and reporters in the big courtyard all looked at that guy. The old professor glanced at the rice dumplings in his hand. The atmosphere was so weird.

The old professor almost vomited blood. Hundreds of eyes were staring at his rice dumplings. The scene was extremely quiet, not a single person said a word. This kind of weirdness cannot be described in words. If you are not a person involved, you can't understand what's going on inside. Awkward. The old professor was at a loss. He took out two rice dumplings and handed them to a disciple next to him, "Send them to Teacher Zhang." Qi returned to Qi, but at this time, he still felt that the overall situation should be the most important thing, and Zhang Ye had already He showed his amazing talent in mathematics, so that the old professor had to change his official title to "teacher".

Zhang Ye waved his hand and said, "Thank you."

Xinya looked at him sideways, "If you need anything, just ask and we will do it for you."

Zhang Ye snorted and blinked at Wu Zeqing, "Principal Wu doesn't seem to have eaten yet. So what, are there any rice dumplings?"

"Pfft" many tourists sprayed it

You haven't taken care of yourself yet, why are you taking care of Principal Wu?

The old professor was furious, why are you so thick-skinned? You took my rice dumplings and sold them to Principal Wu as a favor?

After hearing this, the mathematicians from other republics were all quite speechless. They thought to themselves that this is a critical moment. You should hurry up and write. At this time, you are still thinking about flattering your leader from Peking University.

Wu Zeqing smiled slightly.

Xinya glared at Zhang Ye, "I'll buy Principal Wu's food."

Zhang Ye also wanted to say that Lao Wu liked to eat something lighter, but he still didn't have the nerve to say it. He lowered his head and started eating. After filling two rice dumplings, he continued to drink milk. However, by the end of the meal, he felt uncomfortable all over. It's not that he has never drank milk before, but it's the first time for Zhang Ye to drink milk with so many people staring at him eagerly.

never mind.

Guys, let’s keep writing.

After Zhang Ye was full, he quickly started writing again and continued his argument. Seventeen question boards were now filled up.

Forty minutes passed.

Suddenly, a mathematician's phone rang. After answering the phone, he immediately said to the person next to him: "Mr. Rong and Professor Qu are here."

Everyone is very excited

Wang Yiming immediately said: "Let's go pick him up."

Xinya also followed, "I'll go too."

A bunch of people went over to greet Mr. Rong and Professor Qu. They were both the top mathematicians in the Republic. They were even famous seniors in the world of mathematics. For example, Mr. Rong had won three international mathematics awards. Although it is not the most prestigious international award, it is not low. There are so many domestic mathematics awards that it is impossible to count them all. The United States once wanted to invite him, but he was rejected by Mr. Rong. He has been there all his life. Contribute to the mathematical cause of the Republic. There is also Professor Qu, who is also a master figure in the international mathematics community. He has made great contributions to some scientific research projects in the Republic. Last year, one of the highest honorary awards in the domestic scientific community was awarded to Professor Qu. His status is also It’s obvious.

In front of these two people, the mathematicians from the Republic present were basically students and juniors, so they naturally wanted to go over to greet them.

Not far away, the figures of Mr. Rong and Professor Qu slowly approached, both of them were very excited.

They were not just two people. There were two professors from Tsinghua University, a deputy director of a certain research institute, and an old academician who had retired for many years. Each of them was a well-known figure in the industry, and they were all notified by phone. Everyone who came after hearing the news had a look of disbelief and surprise on their faces. If people from other countries had taken a big step forward in conquering the Dell conjecture, they would only admire and appreciate it, but not be excited. But now from I learned on the phone that this person was a mathematician from their republic. Of course, my mood was different.

So beautiful

It’s too shameful for them

Mr. Rong is an old man in his seventies or eighties. He is in good health. When he climbs the steps, he does not need help or crutches. His legs and feet seem to be sharper than those of ordinary young people. His white hair is short and he is energetic. From a distance, he saw Wang Yiming and others. The man suddenly became very angry and said: "Haha, Xiao Wang"

Wang Yiming took two steps quickly and said, "Rong Lao."

Mr. Rong said yes again and again and praised: "You are good, very good. Dell's guess has been silent for decades, so you can push it forward?"

Wang Yiming groaned, "Me?"

Rong Lao was stunned, "Isn't it you?"

They didn't know the specific situation, and they were still discussing it on the way here. They all thought it was one of the teachers who led the team participating in the International Youth Mathematics Competition this time.

Wang Yiming smiled bitterly, "It's not me."

Professor Qu was younger, but still about sixty years old. Hearing this, he groaned and looked at Xinya, "Xinya? Is it you?"

The eyes of this group of people fell on Xin Ya's face again.

Xinya sweated and said, "It's not me. How can I have that ability?"

The deputy director of the mathematics-related research institute at the back was puzzled, "Who is that? Professor Zhou? Or Professor Wu? They don't seem to be focusing on mathematical theory, right?"

Professor Qu asked, "Which mathematician in our country is he?"

This is everyone's question, which of their peers is so powerful?

Han Henian was junior and stood there silently.

Wang Yiming didn't know what to say, "I, well, you all... will know after seeing it."

Mr. Rong wondered: "Hey, look at how you are still hesitating one by one. Isn't it just a matter of saying your name? I dare not say anything about other industries, but in the world of mathematics, the old man is a well-known mathematician in the world. I still know them all.”

Xinya smiled helplessly, "You really don't necessarily know this person."

"I don't know him?" Mr. Rong really didn't believe it.

While they were talking, everyone had already reached the courtyard.

The newly arrived group of mathematicians were all intrigued for a while, and they all looked in the direction where the crowd was most concentrated. No one could see them, because there were too many obstructions, but the dozen or so question boards that fell next to them were all visible. They had a panoramic view. As soon as they saw the formulas and numbers, this group of people were like a cat seeing a mouse. Their eyes suddenly lit up. The whole station stood still and stared at the question boards one by one, extremely focused.

Suddenly, Mr. Rong exclaimed, "Wonderful, so wonderful."

Professor Qu took a cursory look and knew the other person's general idea of ​​​​solving the problem. His eyes suddenly lit up and he clapped his hands and applauded, "What a person who can come up with such a simplification method for elliptic curves. He is definitely a genius. If this curve situation can be proven, Dell's conjecture is more than half successful. I asked you why you called us all over in such a hurry. It turns out that someone really advanced the Dell's conjecture to this point??"

An old professor from Tsinghua University laughed loudly, "Our Republic is going to become famous in the international mathematics community this time. This simplified idea alone is worth a fortune."

Rong Lao hurriedly walked inside, "Who is it? Isn't it you? When did our domestic mathematics community have such a powerful mathematician?"

Others followed suit and walked in, eager to see his true appearance.

The older we get, the closer we get

Pushing through the crowd, we arrived

When they saw the man's profile, many people were stunned.

Professor Qu was stunned, "So young?"

Rong Lao didn't react too well for a while. He thought it was an old man similar to him, but he didn't expect it to be a young man. Mathematics is different from other subjects because the categories and knowledge involved are too huge. It requires a process of continuous accumulation and learning to reach a peak. Ordinary young people in their twenties, even if they are geniuses who are more talented than everyone else, will not be very talented because the learning time is too short and the amount of knowledge absorbed is not enough. Those who may have made great achievements, for the mathematical community, as a convention in the international mathematical community, mathematicians under the age of forty are called young mathematicians, and they are called young. This is internationally recognized.

So when they saw that this man was only in his twenties, everyone was shocked and stunned.

Then someone said again.

"Hey, does this person look familiar?"

"Why do you look like a star?"

"Yes, what's the name of the guy who brainstormed gold ads?"

"Your name is Zhang Ye?"

"Yes, he looks a bit like Zhang Ye."

"Yes, this young man is very good. He is only in his twenties? He is so promising. Which mathematics institution does he work for? Or is he still in college?" Rong Lao asked, eager to love talents.

"Don't tell me, the more I watch, the more I look like Zhang Ye." Professor Qu is not an old-fashioned person who doesn't watch TV or pay attention to the news. He said with a smile.

Among the new wave of mathematicians, many people are talking about it.

Wang Yiming coughed, touched his nose, hesitated for a moment, and said to them: "If it's not like Zhang Ye, this person... is Zhang Ye."

As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to freeze, and it was quiet for a second.

"ah?"

"What did you say?"

"Zhang Ye?"

"You mean, these formulas and calculations were all written by an entertainment star?"

Wang Yiming nodded.

Xinya also smiled and hummed.

Professor Qu and others: “……￥mn￥”