Chapter 1812 - 1813

Forget it, whatever, let's eat first

Just as he looked up, he smelled an enticing aroma coming from the kitchen.

Looking at the time on his watch, it was already past 7 o'clock. No wonder mathematicians end up bald.

The Zhou Family Conjecture is already so exaggerated; how terrifying must the legendary Li Conjecture be?

Who can withstand this?

But he's different. Studying mathematics is just a hobby, and it won't affect his leisure and playful lifestyle.

Eat what he should, drink what he should, and when bored, he just researches papers. At this moment, Nie Huang came out from the kitchen with a plate of food, seeing him closing the laptop, she asked curiously, "Dear, did you finish checking the materials?"

Lin Xian nodded, "Finished."

"How is it?" Nie Yuehuang casually asked.

"It's okay, at least I know I can't cite other people's paper viewpoints for my paper." Lin Xian optimistically rubbed his face.

"There's some gain, right?" Inside the classroom, Lin Xian unscrewed a bottle of milk and took a big gulp.

Then, his hands quickly tapped the keyboard, writing the title of the paper.

[On the Zhou Family Conjecture (Mersenne Prime Distribution Conjecture) Proof]

[Abstract: This paper studies the distribution regularities of Mersenne Prime, proving that when 2(2n)(n+1), ... Mp has 24(n+2)-n² primes, this inference holds.]

[Cited literature: Distribution Regularity of Mersenne Prime J Zhou Haizhong, Yixian University Journal (Natural Science Edition). 1992

(04)]

Although yesterday's research took a long time, it wasn't entirely fruitless. At least Lin Xian knew how to write the paper. As for the cited literature, from the beginning until now, it's just this one. Yes, it's the paper by the biggie who proposed the Zhou Family Conjecture, Zhou Haizhong.

This is the paper that everyone attempting to prove the Zhou Family Conjecture must cite, and then... there's nothing else.

Lin Xian once again fell into contemplation.

This TM, what the heck is it? There's no entry point at all!

Forget it, let's cheat.

Lin Xian looked at the system interface and found that after the cooldown for the [Transcendent] skill ended, he restarted the skill.

Meanwhile, he took out a piece of chocolate-flavored chewing gum and put it in his mouth, instantly a refreshing feeling spread in his brain.

Just one word

Just as he was enjoying the feeling brought by the meditation effect, the system prompt suddenly sounded. Congratulations to the host for triggering a special effect, "a spark of inspiration," when using the [Transcendent] skill.

Before he had time to feel happy, Lin Xian suddenly paused, his eyes showing surprise as he picked up a pen and quickly wrote down line after line of formulas on the paper.

At this moment, one prime number after another, one formula after another flashed through his mind incessantly.

The feeling of inspiration surging was like a tsunami that couldn't be stopped, and it felt incredibly satisfying.

Not a physical satisfaction, but a deep soul satisfaction from exploring the unknown and solving mysteries.

The scratch of the pen nib on the paper sounded like a beautiful symphony, making him thoroughly enjoy this moment. Ling Youyu turned around, sneaked a peek at him, and her cheeks flushed lightly, that enlightened and focused side profile was just too handsome.

I can't take it; I'm going to faint.

After taking several deep breaths, Ling Youyu suppressed the urge to faint.

She lowered her head and glanced at the drafts, the little girl looking completely puzzled.

What is this?

Forget it, let's just admire Lin Xian's side profile.

Thinking of this, the little girl shifted her gaze back to his perfectly jade-like side profile, her eyes full of sweetness.

Time passed unknowingly, and when the class bell rang, the duration of the [Transcendent] skill also ended, but Lin Xian still immersed himself in mathematics.

Although the skill time ended, the inspiration hadn't diminished.

In Lin Xian's eyes, there was only line after line of formulas, nothing else but 477. Wang Zejing stretched his body, ready to go back to the dormitory with Zhang Kai, when he suddenly noticed Lin Xian, who was bowing his head and writing furiously.

He asked curiously, "Sis-in-law, what's Brother Lin doing?"

This tone went straight to the soul.

Ling Youyu's face turned red instantly, feeling the blood rush to her head, making the little girl bow her head, feeling both shy and joyful.

Seeing Ling Youyu like this, Wang Zejing smirked and stepped forward, taking a look at the complicated formulas on the draft paper on the table, feeling instantly overwhelmed.

What TM is this!

Then, he glanced at the notebook page again.

[Regarding Zhou Family Conjecture]

Interrupted, Farewell.

Wang Zejing took a deep breath, didn't say anything, turned and walked away. Zhang Kai, confused, followed, asking curiously, "Brother Wang, what's Lin Brother doing?"

Brother, ignorance is bliss!

Wang Zejing patted his shoulder, speaking earnestly.

Well, maybe this is the perfect male god! So TM hitting people hard.

He hasn't even figured out first-year calculus, and the other guy is already trying to prove the Zhou Family Conjecture. We studied the same nine years, why are you so outstanding?

The main point is, Lin looks better than him, and is wealthier, so sour!

Finally done!

Writing down the last line of the formula, Lin Xian exhaled a long breath.

The feeling of inspiration overflowing is really exhilarating.

But the side effect is that after maintaining the same posture for a long time, his back is a bit sore.

Lin Xian stretched his back and only then realized the classroom was empty, the class was over.

Beside him, Ling Youyu was lying on the desk, sleeping soundly.

Oh gosh.

The little girl had already taken a nap, what's the time now? Thinking about this, he hurriedly looked at his watch.

It's 1 PM.

So much time had passed!

Oh no, he had an appointment with Zhang Mengyao yesterday to buy furniture and appliances.

Lin Xian frowned slightly and quickly reached for his phone.

Sure enough, the phone displayed five or six missed calls, all from Zhang Mengnao.

This TM Lin Xian rubbed his face and dialed Zhang Mengyao's number.

It took a good ten seconds before the call was answered, and Zhang Mengyao's sulky voice was heard from the other end:

"Where were you? I called you so many times but you didn't answer!"

"Sorry, I was writing a paper earlier and didn't notice." Lin Xian explained, surprising Zhang Mengyao across the phone, who then sneered, "Could you please come up with a decent excuse? Are you insulting my intelligence?"

"You TM, just started your freshman year less than 2 months ago, and already writing a thesis? That's funny."

Yes, she admits Lin Xian is very talented, like playing guitar and painting, but these talents don't include studying.

Because in high school before, Lin Xian's academic performance wasn't outstanding, merely average at school. Zhang Mengyao, when have I ever bragged to you?

Lin Xian shrugged and continued, "Forget it, I'll explain it later. Wait for me at the gate of Jin University, I'll be there soon!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xian turned to look at Ling Youyu.

This little girlfriend of his is really obedient, it makes one feel distressed. This girl has probably been with him since the end of the class till now. Thinking about it, Lin Xian leaned forward and kissed her on her slightly baby-fat cheeks. The little girl let out a soft cry and slowly opened her sleepy eyes. Lin Xian patted her small head, speaking affectionately, "Did you have lunch?"

Ling Youyu shook her head, with confusion and laziness from just waking up, looking extremely cute. "Alright, go have some lunch, then go back to the dorm to nap, okay? I have a bit of work to attend to, so I'll head out first!" Lin Xian instructed.

Ling Youyu nodded obediently, a hint of loss in her eyes. Seeing this, Lin Xian felt a bit sad and comforted her, "Saturday is the day after tomorrow, how about I take you out for fun?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Youyu's eyes immediately brightened, responding crisply, her eyes full of happiness. The two walked out of the teaching building together, and after watching Ling Youyu's petite figure head towards the cafeteria, Lin Xian turned quickly to walk towards the parking lot.