I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Chapter 195 Lazy Professor Wang

Keihai University, School of Mathematics.

At the same time as the bell rang, Professor Wang Taichu opened the door of the office, sat down on the chair with his fat body, and then let out a tired sigh, his body fat relaxed comfortably.

At the desk opposite, Dean Cai from the School of Medicine raised his head and pushed up his glasses.

"Professor Wang, you ended get out of class early again? This is not okay! The school requires the bell to be dismissed before get out of class can be dismissed!" Dean Cai said seriously.

"I've finished what I need to talk about. What are you doing in the classroom? I'm so tired from class!" Wang Taichu took off his glasses and wiped them slowly.

"Now that you've finished speaking, why don't you talk more about something else? There are a classroom of students waiting for you to teach, and if you run away every time you lecture for half an hour, won't you live up to the students' expectations?" Dean Cai advised.

"Undergraduate students expect me to talk more? The students will just find me annoying! If I finish class early, they will love me and I will save my energy."

Wang Taichu snorted coldly and continued.

"How many undergraduate students in the School of Mathematics want to devote themselves to studying mathematics? Aren't they all transferred here? They are all eager to change their majors. Their biggest wish is to cope with the credits and run away as soon as possible!"

"Old Wang, you are worthy of being the most lazy person in Jinghai University, and you are still making high-sounding excuses!" Dean Cai couldn't hold back his anger and threatened by slamming the table, "Next time you end get out of class early, all your bonuses will be deducted!"

"Just light, my old bones can't be tired." Wang Taichu adjusted his seat and lay down comfortably.

There was a sudden knock on the office door, and then it was pushed open, and several graduate students ran in.

"Professor Wang, we have proved half of the Woolf-Gong conjecture you assigned last week!" a boy said excitedly.

"Look at this half of our proof. Are there any problems?" A girl handed over a large piece of paper filled with dense formulas.

"It's pretty fast. Let me take a look." Wang Taichu lazily turned over and took the big piece of paper. "Wulf-Gong guesses that if you successfully get the certificate and publish a paper, you can go on leave in advance. I It also saves you worry..."

"What conjecture?" Dean Cai, who was sitting at the desk opposite, raised his head suddenly, "Old Wang, what conjecture did you just make?"

"The Woolf-Gong Conjecture is a small conjecture I dug out of a corner. It's not too difficult. I'll give it to the students as their final homework." Wang Taichu blinked, "Any questions?"

"What a coincidence! Isn't this a coincidence?" Dean Cai laughed loudly, "Old Wang, I'll give you a job. This job is simply destined for you by God!"

"Lao Cai, you've gone too far. When have you not given me a job? In the name of God, you're not afraid of being struck by lightning on a rainy day!" Wang Taichu resisted, "Don't come! I've been very busy recently. Work overtime when you have free time!”

"The principal of Jinghai No. 4 Middle School just sent me a message. Three children from their school have proved the Woolf-Gong conjecture. The teachers at No. 4 Middle School are not good enough. Please ask our teachers from the School of Mathematics at Jinghai University to review it!" Dean Cai haha Laughing, "I'll do the work for you!"

"What?" Wang Taichu sat up suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Three students from Jinghai No. 4 Middle School? High school students?"

Several graduate students nearby were dumbfounded. They looked down at the proof process in their hands and looked up at Dean Cai blankly.

"Dean Cai...are you kidding?" a boy asked.

"How can a high school student prove a mathematical conjecture?" another girl said.

"What's impossible? There's an antibiotic king from No. 4 Middle School. Who would have believed it before?" Dean Cai reached out and poked at the computer screen, "Here! Photos proving the process have been sent!"

The graduate students gathered quickly, and a bunch of glasses-heads leaned in front of the screen, looking at it with their mouths open.

Wang Taichu left his seat hesitantly, walked to the opposite side, and bent down to look at the screen.

The several large photos on the screen showed the process of proof that was written on the whiteboard. The majestic derivation lasted for five large whiteboards, and finally a bunch of writing was written on the floor.

"Interesting, looks interesting!" Wang Taichu pushed Dean Cai off his seat with his big butt, and sat in front of the computer to study the photos carefully.

Dean Cai yelled angrily, "Wang Fatty Pig! I am the dean of the School of Science and Technology! Do you have any respect for me?"

"Dear Dean Cai, I have always respected you very much." Wang Taichu pushed up his glasses without raising his head and continued to stare at the computer screen.

Dean Cai was so angry that he ran to Wang Taichu's chair opposite and sat down. He opened the drawer, grabbed a portion of cashew nuts, and ate it like a revenge.

"Where's your piece of paper?" Wang Taichu stretched out his hand.

The graduate student who was watching hurriedly took out the certificate paper and handed it to the professor.

Wang Taichu held the certificate papers of the graduate students next to the screen and compared them with the certificate process of the high school students on the computer.

"Look at the sixth step, is it different?" Wang Taichu said.

The graduate students leaned over, compared the left and right, and nodded in unison, "Is it different? The high school student is wrong?"

"You are wrong!" Wang Taichu sighed helplessly, "Shame! When you graduate in the future, don't go out and say that you are my students! The proof process written by six master's students is worse than that of three high school students!"

The students blushed.

"I have an intuition that the proof from Jinghai No. 4 Middle School may be correct." Wang Taichu said, "You may not have a chance, so go find another guess for your final assignment."

The graduate students collectively turned into stupid geese.

"No way! We worked so hard to make half-assed conjectures, but the high school students preempted us from proving it?"

"That's outrageous. Can high school students intercept us?"

"The Feng Shui of Jing Hai Si is so good? Are there talented people every day?"

The graduate students were a little depressed.

"Quiet! I want to review it!" Professor Wang shouted.

The graduate students obediently remained silent, but did not want to leave and waited silently.

"Paper!" Professor Wang raised his hand.

A boy with quick eyesight and quick hands handed the scratch paper and pen to the professor.

Professor Wang quickly calculated and got into work.

As the deduction progressed, the expression on his face changed, sometimes confused, sometimes enlightened, and sometimes surprised.

"Talent! Talent!" Professor Wang flipped through the photos on the screen, "There are two other people's handwriting in the front, and the whiteboards in the back are all one person's handwriting. Just looking at the derivation process, I can feel how smart this kid is. !”

The graduate students looked at each other.

Professor Wang’s most common comment about them is “idiots!”

Now you are praising a high school student as extremely smart?

Professor Wang continued to calculate, ten minutes, half an hour, forty minutes, one hour...

His praises echoed throughout the office from time to time.

"Look! What a meticulous step! The derivation is done step by step at a constant speed. It looks so pleasing to the eye!"

"Hey! What a coincidence! What a coincidence!"

"Beautiful! Beautiful words and beautiful ideas!"

Professor Wang's expression was almost intoxicated. This was the feeling of relief and tremor that a math veteran felt from the bottom of his heart when he saw a long-lost perfect proof!

Finally, he put down his pen and slammed the table.

The drowsy Dean Cai across from him woke up instantly and looked at Professor Wang.

"It should be no problem! This proof is feasible!" Professor Wang said in surprise, "The Woolf-Gong conjecture has been solved!"

"Is it really proven?" Dean Cai was very surprised.

The graduate students on one side were in despair and stood frozen as if they were offline.

"Not only did the certificate come out, but it was also very beautiful!" Professor Wang said excitedly, "Hurry up and ask the principal of No. 4 Middle School who is the child who proved this guess? Such a good prospect, sitting in high school and wasting everything by studying questions, should come to me Learn in class!”

When Dean Cai heard this, his eyes sparkled.

"What a great idea! Let the children who prove their conjectures come to the Mathematics Academy to observe and do some math work by the way!"

"At the regular meeting last week, Dean Lou of the School of Biology was so excited that he wanted to look at people with his nostrils! It's just the antibiotic king of No. 4 Middle School studying in their laboratory! What's so great about it?"

"The teaching quality of No. 4 Middle School has improved by leaps and bounds! Now there is another math genius. When the genius comes to the math school, I will have to show off at the regular meeting next week!"

With a look of longing on his face, Dean Cai took out his mobile phone, looked for "Ren Zhiyuan" from the address book, and made a call.