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Lin Fan looked at the comical faces of the three of them and could not help but burst out laughing.

"Brother Lin Fan, quickly take us to see the Pagani Huayra!" Song Yi said anxiously.

"Let's go." Lin Fan nodded.

The four of them walked straight to the parking lot.

The Mercedes-Benz G-Class and the Lamborghini were great... However, the Pagani Huayra was a step above.

Lin Fan casually pressed the switch.

Suddenly, the car's gull-wing doors spread and slowly opened. Coupled with the cool streamlined body of the car, it looked like a ferocious god in the sky from a distance!

The name Pagani Huayra was just right!

Song Yi, Ma Zhong, and Zheng Jinbao all had their mouths wide open, their faces full of excitement.

"This design, this interior... Holy sh*t, holy sh*t! It's too awesome!" Song Yi thought for a long time about how to describe it, but in the end, he could only sigh.

Zheng Jinbao hurriedly sat in the car, took out his mobile phone, and said, "Friends from WeChat, hello! I heard that you guys want to see a super sports car worth 90 million yuan."

Ma Zhong gently caressed the charcoal fiber carriage of the Pagani Huayra as if he was caressing the most beautiful thing in the world. His face was full of enjoyment.

After a long time, the three of them reluctantly walked away from the Pagani Huayra.

Zheng Jinbao could not help but ask, "Brother Lin Fan, don't you already have a Lamborghini and a Mercedes-Benz G-Class car? Why did you buy another one?"

"I just bought it," Lin Fan replied casually.

"Three cars at the same time?" Zheng Jinbao said.

"Then why do you buy so many clothes?" Lin Fan laughed. "We don't wear them all at once, do we?"

Buying a car was like buying clothes?

Was that alright?

Zheng Jinbao, Song Yi, and Ma Zhong once again shouted together, "Brother Lin Fan, I'll kneel down to you!"

...

In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday.

It was a warm and sunny day, and it was very comfortable.

Lin Fan lay on his bed and slept even more soundly than before.

Little did he know that Jiangbei University had changed a lot.

The school gate was filled with colorful flowers.

Several large banners were hung up in the school.

'Welcome to Jiangbei University.'

"Congratulations to Jiangbei University for hosting Zhou's Conjecture Report."

...

Early in the morning, many teachers and volunteers of Jiangbei University were waiting at the entrance to invite scholars and professors from Hua Nation and abroad into the auditorium.

The atmosphere of the entire Jiangbei University was extremely lively!

As more and more people entered the auditorium, the smile on Hu Chuan's face first grew, then became anxious.

That was because he realized that Lin Fan had not arrived yet!

The report was about to start, but the host was not here yet?

Hu Chuan took out his phone and called Lin Fan.

However, no one picked up the phone.

This was normal.

That was because Lin Fan would always put his phone on silent mode before he went to bed.

After all, every night at 12 AM, Merchant Bank would send a notification of the transfer.

This would disturb his sleep.

Thus, he could not be reached?

What should Hu Chuan do?

In the end, Hu Chuan asked someone to fetch Lin Fan from the dormitory.

However, Lin Fan did not return to the dormitory at all last night.

This made Hu Chuan extremely anxious.

The time for the report was getting closer and closer, and more and more people were in the auditorium.

Hu Chuan was so anxious that he kept spinning in circles.

At that moment, his phone finally rang.

When Hu Chuan saw the incoming call notification, he answered the call without any hesitation.

"Lin Fan, where are you? The report is about to begin! Hurry up and come to the auditorium!"

Lin Fan then yawned and said, "Oh, is it starting? Alright, I'll be there in a bit."

After hanging up the phone, he put on his clothes and walked out.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed since the report began.

Even though the school leaders were giving speeches on stage to stall for time...

Some people were clearly getting impatient.

"What's going on? Why hasn't it started yet?" Professor Lancelot, who was wearing a white shirt and had a full beard, frowned.

"It's a little draggy... You should just start explaining Zhou's Conjecture," Professor Barnedon said.

Jeffree chuckled. "We've all traveled thousands of miles to get here, so you don't have to worry too much about the time. I learned a phrase a while ago—haste makes waste."

"What does it mean?" Lancelot asked.

"It means that the better the item, the longer the wait," Jeffrey said.

Sitting next to him, the mustached Yamamoto Jiro said, "I don't understand why we came all the way here."

"I'm from Hua Nation, so I came to listen to the report."

"Zhou's Conjecture? That's just a simple expression of prime numbers. If you really want to hear more about prime numbers, you should come to my country!

"Our Professor Tanaka has already solved Liman's Conjecture!"

As he spoke, a look of admiration and pride appeared on his face.

Jeffree and the others sitting next to him only smiled politely but did not say anything.

He answered Liman's Conjecture?

That was just Tanaka's wishful thinking!

Back then, Tanaka claimed to have solved Liman's Conjecture and even published the specific process of solving it on the internet.

Many mathematicians immediately started their research and verification.

They quickly discovered the problem.

However, Tanaka refused to admit it and said that the calculation of others was wrong!

No!

Not only was Tanaka stubborn, but the entire mathematics world in that country was also the same!

Others said that there was a problem with his calculations.

The world of mathematics did not admit that he solved Liman's Conjecture?

However, it did not matter to them!

They acknowledged it!

As a result, the mathematics community in their country announced that Tanaka had solved the world's difficult problem—Liman's Conjecture!

Hu Chuan also knew that many people were already dissatisfied, so he kept pacing back and forth.

At this moment, Lin Fan finally walked over.

"Good, good. It's good that you're here," Hu Chuan said excitedly.

"How are your preparations?" he asked.

How are the preparations?

Was it not just writing down more detailed steps to solve Zhou's Conjecture on the spot?

What was there to prepare?

"I'm ready," Lin Fan replied casually.

"Alright, then you should go up quickly," Hu Chuan said.

The school leader who was giving a speech on stage also noticed Lin Fan's arrival.

He smiled and said, "I won't talk much. After all, the topic of this report is Zhou's Conjecture!

"Next, let's welcome Lin Fan, who solved Zhou's Conjecture, onto the stage!"

Lin Fan strolled up the stage.

When the mathematicians below saw this, they all frowned.

"He's Lin Fan?"

"Heavens! He's so young? You're not joking?"

...

Many mathematicians only knew that the person who solved Zhou's Conjecture was from Hua Nation.

Their first thought was that this Hua Nation man must be at least 40 or 50 years old.

However, the mathematicians did not expect him to be so young.