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Everyone took a deep look at Qin Luo, turned around and left.

Staying here is simply asking for a blow.

Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?No, the demolition of the bridge began before the river even crossed!
Shaking his head, Qin Luo walked out of the examination room.

Outside the examination room, reporters who had already been waiting for the battle immediately flocked.

'Student, what do you want to say? A reporter's microphone was aimed at a male student next to Qin Luo.

"The quality of the paper is very good, it is comfortable to hold in the hand, there is no color difference, the printing is clear, and the thickness is even, the answer sheet is as expected, it feels great, the attitude of the invigilator is also very good, the classroom is spacious and bright, and the climate is suitable , the candidates were very satisfied, and they all said that they would definitely come again next year!"

Reporter: ... Another student who was stupid in the exam.

"Hello classmate, I'm a reporter from Sina Literature, can I ask you a question?"

"Student, I heard that the test questions of this national final are to prove the Poincaré conjecture. What do you think about it?" All the reporters changed their targets one after another and stopped Qin Luo.

"I don't think so." Qin Luo shook his head.

Nothing?Shouldn't it be hard to complain?Why doesn't this kid play his cards according to the routine?

"Is it difficult?" The reporter asked.

"Is it difficult? I think it's okay." Qin Luo said seriously.

"Cough cough cough, classmate, that's Poincaré's conjecture!"

"Yes, I know. Fortunately, he is not Goldbach's conjecture..." Qin Luo showed a happy expression while speaking.

dumbfounded.

Completely dumbfounded.

Qin Luo's words confused him.

What does it mean when you face Poincaré's conjecture with a happy expression?
"Thank you, classmate." The reporter said something to Qin Luo, then turned around and pointed the microphone at another student.In his heart, he had already classified Qin Luo as a scumbag.

"Hello classmate..."

"Difficult, it's really too difficult, as difficult as reaching the sky..." As he spoke, he actually shed tears.

This is what a student should be like!The reporter suddenly became excited.

He has even thought about the topic of the news: the most difficult national contest in history, geniuses and masters are on par with zero.

Qin Luo: Is it so difficult?

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Marking room.

Dozens of test papers have been neatly placed on the desk.

Due to the difficulty of the Poincaré conjecture, the marking work this time will be jointly completed by three academicians Wang Xuecai, Song Baoguo and Zhou Haizhong.

"Let's begin." Following Wang Xuecai's order, Song Baoguo and Zhou Haizhong picked up the test papers one after another.

The speed of marking the papers is very fast. In the blink of an eye, there are only a handful of thick stacks of test papers.

The reason is very simple. Most of the test papers are blank papers, and they don't need to read them at all.

"These two papers are interesting..." Suddenly, Wang Xuecai laughed loudly.

"Who? Qin Luo?"

"Tsinghua High School, Ou Yilin, Central China Normal University High School, Sun Hua."

"Ou Yilin, I know that a rare genius of Chinese-European mixed race is especially sensitive to mathematics. As for Sun Hua, he doesn't know much about it." Song Baoguo continued, "Why, they proved the Poincaré conjecture?"

"It proves that it's not enough, but they have found the entry point." Wang Xuecai said while marking a score on the test paper: 13 points, 20 points!
Sun Hua 13, Ou Yilin 20.
After a few more minutes, everyone put down the red pens in their hands and sat upright.

At the moment, there is only one test paper and forty or fifty pieces of draft paper left on the desk.

Qin Luo!