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Poincare conjectured that one of the seven major problems in the millennium, even if the International Federation of statistics offered a reward, the one who solved the problem would get one million dollars. Unfortunately, no one has solved the answer in the past decade or so.
It is such a puzzle that has puzzled the mathematical circle for more than 10 years. It is actually the examination question in the second half of the National Games!
Crazy! Keep pushing! Completely stupid!
No one thought that a "simple" national match would turn into this!
"Teacher, don't you think I'll play with us?"
"No, I need a ventilator."
"Mom, I'm going to withdraw!"
“……”
For a moment, the examination room was filled with complaints.
Poincare conjectured that the problem could not be solved by a group of high school students.
Poincare conjecture?
Qin Luo mouth crazy convulsion, he premonition the topic will be very difficult, but unexpectedly will be so difficult!
Looked at their own inventory of Xueba value 18331 points, do not know enough to solve the problem.
"When the rapid death of host brain cells is detected, the system automatically generates a solution, consumes 10000 Xueba value, a capacity-added card, and solves the first stage..."
10000 points, plus a value-added card to unlock the first stage? How difficult is it?
However, after thinking about it, Qin Luo still bit his teeth and pressed the OK button.
He has to win the championship.
"Ding! The host uses a value-added card and consumes 10000 learning points. The system automatically generates the answer. "
With a clear prompt, Qin Luo's brain is clear and bright. The world-class problem is being solved slowly.
Too late to think about it, Qin Luo quickly picked up the neutral pen and began to write.
While you are busy solving problems, at the door of the classroom, a group of national academicians are staring at it through the glass, talking and laughing.
"Ha ha, these little guys are confused."
"Look, Qin is scratching his scalp."
"Poincare conjectures that it is impossible for a genius to solve it..."
“……”
Looking at Qin Luo scratching his ears, they laughed.
Seeing the test paper in front of him, Sun Hua was sweating and shivering all over. In his eyes, there was a trace of despair.
Poincare's guess no one can answer it?
Thinking like this, he turned his head and looked at Qin Luo.
"Lie. Trough!" The next second, he couldn't help but burst out a rude remark.
What did he see? Qin Luo is writing hard!
"It's impossible!" Sun Hua's heart gave out a cry of despair.
Even he can't write. Why can Qin Luo start writing!
Writing? Of course you can write.
Because Qin Luo has plug-in, and spent 10000 points to learn hegemony value!
Every time Qin Luo writes, his heart is dripping blood!
This is not a number, nor a formula, but a little bit of Xueba value! And the crazy value-added card.
Half an hour, one hour, two hours, Qin Luo is still writing crazily.
And it doesn't mean to stop at all.
As a puzzle mathematician for a hundred years, so far there is no problem that can be proved, his difficulty can be imagined.
This is only the first stage, Qin Luo's draft has been written full of ten!
"Tap!" Qin Luo put down his pen and looked up and said, "teacher, I need draft paper."
Quiet, dead silence.
For a moment, everyone in the classroom was in a daze.
Did someone run out of draft paper? How could that be possible!
Not only the examinee is stupid, but also the invigilator's.
This is Poincare's conjecture. How can anyone prove it.
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Poincare conjectured that one of the seven major problems in the millennium, even if the International Federation of statistics offered a reward, the one who solved the problem would get one million dollars. Unfortunately, no one has solved the answer in the past decade or so.
It is such a puzzle that has puzzled the mathematical circle for more than 10 years. It is actually the examination question in the second half of the National Games!
Crazy! Keep pushing! Completely stupid!
No one thought that a "simple" national match would turn into this!
"Teacher, don't you think I'll play with us?"
"No, I need a ventilator."
"Mom, I'm going to withdraw!"
“……”
For a moment, the examination room was filled with complaints.
Poincare conjectured that the problem could not be solved by a group of high school students.
Poincare conjecture?
Qin Luo mouth crazy convulsion, he premonition the topic will be very difficult, but unexpectedly will be so difficult!
Looked at their own inventory of Xueba value 18331 points, do not know enough to solve the problem.
"When the rapid death of host brain cells is detected, the system automatically generates a solution, consumes 10000 Xueba value, a capacity-added card, and solves the first stage..."
10000 points, plus a value-added card to unlock the first stage? How difficult is it?
However, after thinking about it, Qin Luo still bit his teeth and pressed the OK button.
He has to win the championship.
"Ding! The host uses a value-added card and consumes 10000 learning points. The system automatically generates the answer. "
With a clear prompt, Qin Luo's brain is clear and bright. The world-class problem is being solved slowly.
Too late to think about it, Qin Luo quickly picked up the neutral pen and began to write.
While you are busy solving problems, at the door of the classroom, a group of national academicians are staring at it through the glass, talking and laughing.
"Ha ha, these little guys are confused."
"Look, Qin is scratching his scalp."
"Poincare conjectures that it is impossible for a genius to solve it..."
“……”
Looking at Qin Luo scratching his ears, they laughed.
Seeing the test paper in front of him, Sun Hua was sweating and shivering all over. In his eyes, there was a trace of despair.
Poincare's guess no one can answer it?
Thinking like this, he turned his head and looked at Qin Luo.
"Lie. Trough!" The next second, he couldn't help but burst out a rude remark.
What did he see? Qin Luo is writing hard!
"It's impossible!" Sun Hua's heart gave out a cry of despair.
Even he can't write. Why can Qin Luo start writing!
Writing? Of course you can write.
Because Qin Luo has plug-in, and spent 10000 points to learn hegemony value!
Every time Qin Luo writes, his heart is dripping blood!
This is not a number, nor a formula, but a little bit of Xueba value! And the crazy value-added card.
Half an hour, one hour, two hours, Qin Luo is still writing crazily.
And it doesn't mean to stop at all.
As a puzzle mathematician for a hundred years, so far there is no problem that can be proved, his difficulty can be imagined.
This is only the first stage, Qin Luo's draft has been written full of ten!
"Tap!" Qin Luo put down his pen and looked up and said, "teacher, I need draft paper."
Quiet, dead silence.
For a moment, everyone in the classroom was in a daze.
Did someone run out of draft paper? How could that be possible!
Not only the examinee is stupid, but also the invigilator's.
This is Poincare's conjecture. How can anyone prove it.
Poincare conjectured that one of the seven major problems in the millennium, even if the International Federation of statistics offered a reward, the one who solved the problem would get one million dollars. Unfortunately, no one has solved the answer in the past decade or so. It is such a puzzle that has puzzled the mathematical circle for more than 10 years. It is actually the examination question in the second half of the National Games! Crazy! Keep pushing! Completely stupid! No one thought that a "simple" national match would turn into this! "Teacher, don't you think I'll play with us?" "No, I need a ventilator." "Mom, I'm going to withdraw!" For a moment, the examination room was filled with complaints. Poincare conjectured that the problem could not be solved by a group of high school students. Poincare conjecture? Qin Luo mouth crazy convulsion, he premonition the topic will be very difficult, but unexpectedly will be so difficult! Looked at their own inventory of Xueba value 18331 points, do not know enough to solve the problem. "When the rapid death of host brain cells is detected, the system automatically generates a solution, consumes 10000 Xueba value, a capacity-added card, and solves the first stage..." 10000 points, plus a value-added card to unlock the first stage? How difficult is it? However, after thinking about it, Qin Luo still bit his teeth and pressed the OK button. He has to win the championship. "Ding! The host uses a value-added card and consumes 10000 learning points. The system automatically generates the answer. " With a clear prompt, Qin Luo's brain is clear and bright. The world-class problem is being solved slowly. Too late to think about it, Qin Luo quickly picked up the neutral pen and began to write. While you are busy solving problems, at the door of the classroom, a group of national academicians are staring at it through the glass, talking and laughing. "Ha ha, these little guys are confused." "Look, Qin is scratching his scalp." "Poincare conjectures that it is impossible for a genius to solve it..." Looking at Qin Luo scratching his ears, they laughed. Seeing the test paper in front of him, Sun Hua was sweating and shivering all over. In his eyes, there was a trace of despair. Poincare's guess no one can answer it? Thinking like this, he turned his head and looked at Qin Luo. "Lie. Trough!" The next second, he couldn't help but burst out a rude remark. What did he see? Qin Luo is writing hard! "It's impossible!" Sun Hua's heart gave out a cry of despair. Even he can't write. Why can Qin Luo start writing! Writing? Of course you can write. Because Qin Luo has plug-in, and spent 10000 points to learn hegemony value! Every time Qin Luo writes, his heart is dripping blood! This is not a number, nor a formula, but a little bit of Xueba value! And the crazy value-added card. Half an hour, one hour, two hours, Qin Luo is still writing crazily. And it doesn't mean to stop at all. As a puzzle mathematician for a hundred years, so far there is no problem that can be proved, his difficulty can be imagined. This is only the first stage, Qin Luo's draft has been written full of ten! "Tap!" Qin Luo put down his pen and looked up and said, "teacher, I need draft paper." Quiet, dead silence. For a moment, everyone in the classroom was in a daze. Did someone run out of draft paper? How could that be possible! Not only the examinee is stupid, but also the invigilator's. This is Poincare's conjecture. How can anyone prove it.
