ccnovels #551 - Chapter 551: White Glove Identity Confirmed? Getting Worse? Let's Add Fuel to the Fire!
#551 - Chapter 551: White Glove Identity Confirmed? Getting Worse? Let's Add Fuel to the Fire!
"The whole world knows he's just a figurehead."
Weeks raised his head, looking disdainful. "Regarding the Sunflower Conjecture, I admit it was solved by China, but I absolutely don't believe it was that Chen Hao!"
The CCTV female reporter frowned.
Personally,
the other party's slander of China's genius teenager made her very angry.
But…
professionalism prevented her from getting angry.
"I'm sure of it!"
Weeks said with contempt, "China solved the Sunflower Conjecture, then chose someone to give the results to, transforming him into a genius—someone with a high enough status to be this figurehead."
"China loves creating gods!"
After saying that, he laughed arrogantly and left.
This scene
was not only filmed by CCTV but also by ABC, and quickly transmitted back to the country.
At the same time, many mathematicians nearby also heard Weeks's remarks.
It seemed…
very reasonable!
A high school student solving the Sunflower Conjecture?
At first, when this matter spread throughout the mathematics community, everyone just thought he was a genius.
But as time passed…
Chen Hao went to university.
He founded Hanteng Capital, which developed various new products. Now, even epoch-making products like smartphones have been launched.
He developed them?
Even a genius couldn't span so many fields.
His company developed them?
So many epoch-making products that other companies can't develop, and his company developed them all?
In summary, the most reasonable explanation…
he is a figurehead!
Hanteng Capital is backed by China.
The country develops high-tech products, which are sold and launched through Hanteng Capital.
Furthermore,
from the beginning, China intentionally created a god, and only after Chen Hao, with his genius identity, founded Hanteng Capital could a series of inventions and creations become relatively reasonable—this explanation is very logical.
"Sure enough, there's a problem! Only 180 points on the college entrance exam, and he can solve the Sunflower Conjecture?"
"China loves to fabricate things!"
"That kid is quite pitiful, just a puppet."
Many mathematicians were discussing.
Even some mathematicians from countries that were friendly with China couldn't help but start to doubt.
Wearing sunglasses, a mask, and a baseball cap.
In fact, he had arrived long ago and had heard Weeks's words. Under the cover of the three-piece set, he hadn't been recognized.
Oh!
Someone is actively helping…
to further confirm his identity as a figurehead!
That guy is called Weeks?
This guy is okay!
He walked inside with a lozenge in his mouth to soothe his throat.
Last night at the welcome party, he sang for two whole hours, and his voice was almost ruined.
…
Conference site.
Six or seven hundred mathematicians gathered together.
The positions were divided according to nationality. The first few rows were China and several friendly countries.
"Just got news."
General Wang sat next to Chen Hao, his voice very low. "North American media such as CBS and ABC are reporting on the issue of academic fraud in China—the speed is really fast."
Not only North America,
but also North America's loyal followers are paying attention to this mathematical event.
They wouldn't let go of any chance to smear China.
That's right!
CCTV interviewed Nemyrov, and Weeks jumped out halfway. The subsequent dialogue and the entire recording have been made public.
They are criticizing China for academic fraud.
They are criticizing China for controlling teenagers to act as puppets.
Even,
the North American official issued an announcement: As long as Chen Hao admits to being controlled, North America will definitely provide full assistance and is willing to help Chen Hao immigrate—and expressed indignation, protest, and condemnation of a series of China's methods.
"Good thing."
Chen Hao chuckled.
In his previous life, he was a scientist at the pinnacle of China's military industry.
As a result…
his wife died!
He was seriously injured!
He will never let the tragedy repeat itself in this life.
The more the outside world thinks he is a puppet, the safer he will be—this result is what he wants to see.
"There's one more thing…"
"Wait!"
Chen Hao stopped General Wang from continuing.
As soon as he finished speaking, a bearded man walked over and stood in front of General Wang.
The bearded man was very sincere. "General Wang! In any case, Pakistan supports China!"
After speaking,
he shook hands with General Wang and then returned to his seat.
The other party is a Pakistani mathematician.
The reason for expressing goodwill…
Okay!
Actually, it's comfort!
That is to say, even friendly countries think that the Sunflower Conjecture was solved by a Chinese mathematician team—in order to cultivate a figurehead, they gave the results and great honor to Chen Hao for nothing.
General Wang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Is there any better result than this?" Chen Hao smiled happily.
Finally,
the analysis conference officially began.
The host came from CCTV and went on stage to say the opening remarks.
Offstage,
Chen Hao's mind moved.
Since the whole world thinks it's fake…
then let me add some evidence for you!
"Next."
The host cast an admiring gaze at Chen Hao in the first row. "Please invite Mr. Chen Hao to the stage to analyze the Riemann Hypothesis for mathematicians all over the world—everyone, please applaud!"
Many people applauded.
Anyone who applauded was either from a friendly country or a neutral country.
Those mathematicians led by North America…
like Weeks.
He was sneering!
His eyes were like he was watching a clown show.
The top ten conjectures in the field of mathematics have plagued the world for decades or even more than a century. Any one of them is as difficult as reaching the sky.
Solving one of them is already a lifelong wish for any mathematician.
You solved two major conjectures by yourself?
Just kidding!
No one would dare to brag like that!
Chen Hao went on stage.
He walked to the blackboard, picked up the chalk, and began to write and draw while explaining.
Regardless of whether the results are his or not, the Riemann Hypothesis is a dream for mathematicians in the mathematics community.
Hundreds of people listened intently.
Suddenly!
After about ten minutes, the chalk and the explanation stopped at the same time.
"Sorry, my throat is a little sore…"
Chen Hao walked towards the host. "Can you give me a glass of water?"
"No problem!"
The host nodded quickly.
Glug!
Chen Hao poured down most of a bottle in one breath.
After drinking, he covered his stomach. "Um… I want to go to the bathroom."
"Mr. Chen, this way, please."
The host stepped aside.
As Chen Hao walked towards the backstage, his right hand reached into his pants pocket.
You could vaguely see…
the corners of thickly folded paper peeking out!
"He…"
Weeks pointed to the stage and couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Swish!
Many eyes locked on Chen Hao as he walked towards the backstage!
If Chen Hao solved the conjecture, it means he would have understood it long ago. Why would he need to prepare the solution?
So…
the answer was given to him by the higher-ups!
He was memorizing it by rote, but there were too many answers and they were too profound, so he couldn't memorize them all for a while. That's why he left midway to look at the answers—otherwise, how could the analysis continue?
Figurehead!
Completely confirmed!
It's just that they didn't see the contemptuous smile on Chen Hao's lips when he turned his back to them.
Stupid idiots!
Do you really think you are smart?
What you can see is what I want you to see, nothing more.
Analyzing the Riemann Hypothesis is just the beginning.
It is also a pretext.
The real purpose is…
to bring the world's top mathematicians under his command!