Starting From Receiving 7 Billion Red Envelopes Chapter 12: Answer, become a professor?

As they talked, they walked towards the Hilton Hotel, all with smiles on their faces.

The next moment, everyone's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Because, they found a young man who was quickly writing dense calculations on the signature board in the hall.

Seeing this, Huang Zihao instantly saw a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and he was extremely flustered.

I just told Dean Hu Chuan that I promise that this International Mathematics Conference can be held in a grand and grand manner.

In the blink of an eye, the signature board was scribbled?

How should Dean Hu Chuan see himself?

"Tap!"

At this moment, two young people who looked like students came over from a distance.

After they saw Hu Chuan, Huang Zihao and others, they couldn't help but quicken their pace.

Huang Zihao shouted in a low voice, "Didn't I ask you to set up the venue? Why are people gone?"

"We just had a sudden stomach ache and went to the bathroom..." the taller boy explained.

"Stomach hurts? Humph! Look at what the signature board looks like?" Huang Zihao pointed to the front and said.

The two students were busy looking in the direction of the signature board.

"This...how could someone write formulas on it?" the tall boy said.

"How could someone write an equation? Let him stop soon!" Huang Zihao scolded.

Only then did the two students react, and they were about to step forward.

At this time, Hu Chuan, who had not spoken, said, "Don't disturb him!"

Huang Zihao and the two students froze slightly, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

However, Hu Chuan didn't explain too much, just stared at Lin Fan who was constantly writing formulas.

Song Guotao, an old professor standing next to him, couldn't help but follow him.

The next moment, his pupils shrank slightly and said in surprise, "He... he is answering Zhou's conjecture?"

The young teacher Hu Tian asked: "Professor Song, do you think he can solve Zhou's conjecture?"

Hu Chuan said excitedly: "He... has already solved it!"

It was at this time that Lin Fan wrote the final answer: when 2^(2^n)

"Clap!"

Next, Lin Fan put down his signature pen and walked straight towards the elevator, preparing to go back to his room to rest.

He had been on a plane for two hours, and then he had to solve a math problem, which really made him a little tired.

Hu Chuan hurriedly trotted after him. When he saw Lin Fan's face, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Then, he took the initiative to reach out and said, "Hello, can you take a moment to get to know me? I'm Hu Chuan, Dean of the School of Mathematics at Jiangbei University."

Previously, Hu Chuan guessed from Lin Fan's back that he should be relatively young.

However, I didn't expect to be so young at all.

I'm afraid, they are younger than the two graduate students who set up the venue today.

Respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional Chinese virtue.

Hu Chuan is over fifty years old and treats himself politely.

Naturally, Lin Fan responded politely, then reached out and shook hands and said, "Hello, my name is Lin Fan."

"It turned out to be Mr. Lin. It's really hard to imagine that at such a young age, Mr. Lin has studied prime numbers to such an extent that he even solved the conjectures around him." Hu Chuan sighed sincerely.

"I don't know... Which university is Mr. Lin a professor at?" Hu Chuan asked tentatively.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I'm not a professor."

When Hu Chuan heard this, not only was he not disappointed, but he became even more excited.

"Then I don't know Mr. Lin, are you interested in coming to our Jiangbei University to be a professor of mathematics?" Hu Chuan asked eagerly.

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment. He never expected Hu Chuan to make such an invitation.

Seeing Lin Fan hesitated, Hu Chuan said, "Mr. Lin, don't worry, our Jiangbei University will definitely give you the best conditions."

"In addition, if Mr. Lin has other requirements, he can also put forward them, and we will try our best to accommodate you."

Lin Fan explained: "President Hu, you misunderstood what I meant. I only went to high school, so I couldn't be a professor."

Hu Chuan hurriedly said: "It doesn't affect anything. With Mr. Lin's mathematical ability, there is no need for a diploma to prove it!"

For the average person, education is indeed very important.

However, one studies prime numbers to this point.

Even, the young man who directly answered Zhou's conjecture was obviously not an ordinary person.

No one knows how much he will achieve in the future.

Nowadays, Hu Chuan has finally come across it, so naturally he has to take good care of it.

Lin Fan saw the truth in Hu Chuan's eyes.

He's about to quit his job, but he doesn't know what to do in the future.

In addition, Lin Fan also has a little yearning for college life.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan finally said, "Professor of Jiangbei University, forget it. But, if I go to Jiangbei University to study, maybe I'm still a little interested."

Professors need to give lectures, and it is troublesome to think about them.

Obviously, the students were more in line with Lin Fan's wishes.

Easy, comfortable, and unfettered.

When Hu Chuan heard the first half of Lin Fan's sentence, his face was filled with regret.

However, after listening to the second half of Lin Fan's sentence, the whole old face immediately crumpled like a rubbed manuscript paper, and said with great joy, "Okay, I'll go through the admission procedures for Mr. Lin later. "

In fact ~IndoMTL.com~ Even Hu Chuan had some trouble getting a high school graduate to become a mathematics professor at Jiangbei University.

However, recruiting a student is much easier.

The two almost hit it off.

Next, Hu Chuan said again: "By the way, Mr. Lin, today the deans, professors and teachers of mathematics from many universities in Jiangxi Province will all come to the hotel to participate in the mathematics seminar. I don't know if you can come to the stage and explain. Prime numbers and Zhou's conjecture?"

Lin Fan yawned and said, "No, I have to go back to my room to sleep, so I won't participate."

For ordinary people, speaking in front of many deans and professors is definitely a very rare thing.

However, for Lin Fan, if he has this time, he might as well sleep for a while.

Hu Chuan felt a little regretful, but he didn't force it too much, so as not to displease Lin Fan.

Lin Fan entered the Hilton Presidential Suite and first took a hot shower.

Then, I spent 100,000 yuan to have the waiter bring a seafood dinner and a bottle of X0.

[Ding! Spend 100,000 and get 10 red envelopes, do you get all of them? ]

"Yes!"

Lin Fan casually clicked OK.

[Ding! Congratulations, you got 19999 yuan. ]

[Ding! Congratulations, you got 2000 yuan. ]

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[Ding! Congratulations, you got 10,000 yuan. ]

10 red envelopes, Lin Fan received a total of 112,500 yuan.

In other words, he spent money to eat a big meal, not only did not spend money, but also made more than 10,000.

Lin Fan looked at the reminder text message from the bank with a strange look on his face.

After eating and drinking, Lin Fan lay directly on the soft big bed and slept contentedly.