I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Chapter 678 Desperate Professor Deng

"We will arrange for a male flight attendant to take you to the toilet." The flight attendant replied.

Song He nodded and felt relieved. He would be a little embarrassed if the flight attendant took him to the toilet. After all, he couldn't take off his blindfold. Someone would definitely stare at him when he went to the toilet, which was similar to going to the toilet for the college entrance examination.

The plane took off with a bang, and flight meals and drinks were quickly served. The flight attendant sat next to him and fed him spoonfuls of food. The service was so meticulous that Song He was even a little embarrassed to eat.

After eating and drinking, he silently conceived the Dalingal Conjecture in his mind. He hoped that during the two months of closing the problem, he could find time to conquer the Dalingal Conjecture, and at least prove it to some extent. In this way, he would be closed Two months is not a waste of time, but can be regarded as a rare retreat and hard training!

After the long flight, the plane landed, and Song He was carried off the plane, put into a car, and continued driving.

He bet that it must be somewhere deep in the mountains, because the car kept spinning in circles, obviously moving along the winding mountain road. He doesn't usually get motion sickness, but he started to feel dizzy while wearing an eye mask and driving around in circles. He asked people around him for motion sickness pills, and sure enough, he got motion sickness pills. After taking one pill, he felt much better.

Finally, the car stopped.

When we got out of the car, there was sand on the ground under our feet. We could hear the chirping of insects and birds, and the rustle of the wind blowing through the forest.

Someone helped him walk forward, turned left and right, entered a certain building, and then suddenly took off his blindfold!

Song He opened his eyes. The light was a bit dazzling. He couldn't help but blink hard to see his surroundings clearly.

A regular meeting room, with rolling green mountains outside the window. The sky is a bit overcast, with gray clouds piled up like dirty cotton. The windows are open, letting in fresh air.

Song He looked surprised, the environment seemed pretty good?

He turned to look at the end of the conference table. An old man with gold-rimmed glasses was sitting quietly. His hair was half white, and his temperament was as calm as a rock in the valley.

Song He felt that the old man's face was very familiar. He seemed to recognize it?

A second later, he suddenly remembered that he had seen it on the news!

The old man in front of me is none other than Professor Deng Puhe, this year’s Abel Prize winner!

"Hello, Professor Deng!" Song He was surprised and said hello quickly.

"Hello, classmate Song He." Professor Deng had no expression on his face and was as quiet as a turtle. "Wait a moment, other people from the mathematics proposition group will be here soon."

Song He nodded. It seemed that he was responsible for writing the mathematics paper this year, not the biology paper.

There were only two people in the conference room. Professor Deng sat quietly, doing nothing and looking at the young man in front of him curiously. Song He felt that it was too embarrassing to look at each other without speaking, so he took the initiative to stir up the topic.

"Professor Deng, congratulations on winning the Abel Prize!" Song He was curious, "Aren't you going to receive the award? Why are you still coming to the proposition group?"

"No delay, this year's awards will be on June 10th. I'll fly there as soon as possible after the college entrance examination. I can make it in time." Professor Deng's voice was calm and without any emotion. "Reporters give me news from various channels every day. I'm here." I can hide away here and try to study some mathematical problems, such as... the Dalingal Conjecture."

"You also want to study the Lingar Conjecture?" Song He was surprised, "Speaking of the Lingar Conjecture, I have to thank you. Your student Chu Long and I were high school classmates. You taught him a lot of things, and he You also taught me, I have to call you teacher!"

"I heard that you and Chu Long took the lead in solving the Little Lingar Conjecture. I was also going to do the Little Lingar Conjecture, and I have made some progress, but there were too many delays."

"Actually, I know Chu Long's level. You should do the main work." Professor Deng said slowly, "You are very good. You can take my doctorate in the future."

Song He thanked her continuously, but out of curiosity, he took out his combat power detector and took a shot quietly.

[Deng Puhe (Mathematics): Grandmaster Level 99! 】

His expression changed slightly. He was worthy of being the winner of the Abel Prize. He was dozens of levels higher than Teacher Xiang and had reached the pinnacle of the Grandmaster rank!

So scary!

"Song He, how old are you this year?" Deng Puhe suddenly asked.

"Almost an adult." Song He said, "My birthday at the end of the year."

Deng Puhe nodded, his expression unchanged, but a reminder of resentment popped up in front of Song He's eyes.

[Deng Puhe is frightened by your youth, his resentment value is +600! 】

[Deng Puhe compares himself with you in his heart, feeling that his talent is poor and his resentment value is +600! 】

Deng Puhe suddenly let out a long sigh. From the beginning of the exchange to now, he finally showed some emotions.

"If you work hard, you can win the Fields Medal." Deng Puhe's eyes were filled with envy. "The Fields Medal is the one that is truly worth winning. The Abel Prize actually doesn't matter."

Song He was frightened and said, "The teacher's words are wrong. The Abel Prize is the orthodox highest award in mathematics, the pinnacle of mathematics!"

"There are no heroes, so it's just an old man who becomes famous. The truly talented people all win the Fields in their prime." Deng Puhe shook his head gently, "Actually, I am not happy to win the Abel Prize. I am even sad. .”

"How can you be sad?" Song He was slightly startled.

"The Abel Prize is the last nail in the coffin of a mathematician. A diligent mathematician has made some meager achievements in his life. Winning a prize before he is buried is the final nail in the coffin. It is similar to The company will give you a temporary half-level upgrade before you retire, so that you can get a few hundred yuan more in retirement salary."

"Receiving this award reminds me that everything is over, my life is over, and my mathematical research is over. Looking back on my life, I seem to have done nothing great."

"I think of my fortieth birthday, a sleepless night, sitting quietly in the room until dawn in front of an alarm clock." Deng Puhe shook his head gently, and the skin on his neck was thin and wrinkled, like an old turtle.

"I have forgotten what I was thinking at the time, but in the decades that followed, I often saw that alarm clock in my dreams. I didn't understand why. The ticking second hand seemed to have some kind of magic power. I stared at it. Looking at the second hand, everything in my mind is empty.”

After saying that, Deng Puhe turned to look at the mountains outside the window, expressionless in a daze.

Song He sat there stupidly. He thought that Professor Deng would be proud of winning the highest award, but he didn't expect that he was actually so negative. Although there was no sad expression on his face, his whole person was completely enveloped in melancholy, even... almost despair!

Song He tried to put himself in someone else's shoes, but he was too young to deeply understand the mentality of an old man.

There was silence in the conference room, almost like a cemetery after a funeral.

Finally, the conference room door opened again, and another young man was sent in by the police and took off his blindfold.

Professor Deng came back from his daze, his eyes were vacant for a few seconds, and then became solid again.

"Let me introduce, this is Song He and this is Yang Jingshan." Professor Deng said.

The two young men were horrified and looked at each other with wide eyes. They had obviously heard of each other!