"Everyone is welcome to take time out of their busy schedule to attend the solo exhibition I held. Today, there is only one thing on the exhibition, that is a pen from my beloved wife."

"This pen once accompanied my beloved wife through her youth until the day of her death. This pen was still tightly held in her hands."

"For my lover, this pen plays a very important role, but this man has passed away. The past is unpredictable. My wife's greatest wish during her lifetime was to do charity so that more children can have food and clothes to wear."

"So. Today I made a big decision to auction this pen. But the auction price of this pen is not money."

Kant is indeed a top Hungarian mathematician.

He invited him to the exhibition, and almost all the famous people in Hungary were present.

Kant sat in the middle of the stage, his voice slowly, slowly stroked the pen in his hand, throwing out a huge amount of information.

For a moment, there was a lot of discussion in the exhibition hall.

"Teacher Kant, since you want to shoot this pen for charity, I will pay it directly for how much money you lack."

"You are my idol, and I will not let you suffer."

"However, you don't auction this pen for money, but what auction did you do?"

"Yes, how exactly did this auction go?"

Generally speaking, the auction's delivery currency is money.

But this time, Kant didn't even need money to auction, which made everyone confused.

Larsky sat in the corner of the exhibition hall, his eyes staring at the pen in Kant's hand, his eyes seemed to be about to spit out anger.

In the midst of this anger, there was deep jealousy and love.

Ye Qiu naturally captured Larsky's expression in his eyes.

Lu Wanwan looked around, swallowed a mouthful, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Yezi, do you think it's really OK? Larsky is an old fried dough stick. Can he get a trap?"

Ye Qiu said: "He is not just an old fried dough stick, he is also a pervert. His perverted ideas are hard for ordinary people to understand."

"Then why do you know what he thinks?"

"Maybe, there is only a line between genius and perverts."

Kant's voice continues.

"My wife once solved a math problem before her death, but it was not solved until her death. I spent my whole life hard work and found the answer to this problem. If anyone here can solve this problem, I will give you this pen for free."

"At the same time, donated 1 million US dollars to the Hungarian Welfare Primary School in my personal name."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Some wealthy businessmen raised their arms high.

"Teacher Kant, you don't have to pay the 1 million you donated. I'll pay for you."

"I have nothing but money. I'll leave it to you to solve the problem, but let me pay the money."

"I'm curious. What will be the problem Tina left behind?"

Tina was also a famous Hungarian beauty mathematician during her lifetime. The bait that Kant threw was enough to tempt.

Everyone focused on looking at the topic on the screen.

Kant said.

"My wife once gave me a limited condition before her death to solve this problem within 10 minutes. Unfortunately, I didn't solve it because I was not good at learning my skills."

"So, we will follow her last wish, whoever can solve this problem within 10 minutes will get this pen."

As soon as he finished speaking, the big screen behind suddenly lit up.

But I don’t know if it was because the network on site was too stuck or the machine was disrepaired.

The topic jumped very slowly, and numbers popped out almost at the speed of a turtle.

After 8 minutes, the title was finally presented in full before everyone's eyes.

【n1-2=1,n1-2=15,n1-2=23,n1-2=78,n1-2=89,n1-2=1040,,n1-2=71036…】

When the question appeared, everyone exhaled in air conditioning.

Admittedly.

Most of the people participating in the exhibition today are business people, and they are not proficient in math problems at all.

The expression of only one person present changed.

That's Larsky.

Larsky stood up instantly and widened his eyes in an instant.

His expression was a little panicked, and Ye Qiu accurately captured his expression.

Kant said, "This question is recorded in my wife's notebook. It was a male classmate in high school, but she did not answer it."

"I'm curious about what kind of question it is. It has bothered my wife for so long. I wonder if any of you can answer it."

"Teacher Kant, the questions you gave are too tricky."

"Didn't you agree to have ten minutes? But now there are only two minutes left. How can we solve the questions that Teacher Kant can't answer?"

"It's too difficult to answer a century-old problem in two minutes."

"You are making things difficult for us."

Larsky didn't speak, he closed his lips, as if he was hesitating.

However, his tightly clenched fists betrayed his psychological activities.

Kant said sadly.

"Well, since no one has explained it, this pen has no value in this world."

There was a blazing charcoal fire next to Kant.

Seeing that Kant was about to throw the pen into the charcoal fire, a sound suddenly sounded in the venue.

"Wait a moment!"

"I know what the answer to this question is."

Everyone looked back.

Larski stood up, his smile still looked elegant and smart.

Many of the people here are Larsky's friends, and they couldn't help but tease.

"Larsky, stop making trouble. I admit that you are indeed very talented in business, but do you understand this is math?"

"Don't underestimate Larsky. He is a top student at Yale University."

"Yes, I forgot, please tell me your answer."

Kant stood up and faced Rarsky.

The two old men's eyes passed half of the exhibition hall and gathered together.

At the moment of focal length of the eyes, there seemed to be a lot of things.

Larsky retracted his gaze first, and his eyes were fixed on the pen.

"The answer to this question is iloveyou."

"are you sure?"

Kant's hand trembled involuntarily in the subtle areas, and he asked in a low voice.

Larsky's eyes had not left the pen.

He nodded: "I'm sure, the answer is iloveyou."

As his voice fell, without the cheers he had imagined, dozens of detectives wearing bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets walked out from the exhibition hall to the back.

The leader is Salia.

Salia took out her work permit from her pocket: "Sorry, Mr. Larsky, you have been arrested."

"What's going on?"

The people present were in a mess and were incredible.

"How could Larsky be arrested?"

Also unbelievable is Larsky.

He frowned, and although a trace of confusion flashed, the long-term commercial war made him extremely quiet: "Which name did you arrest me?"
Chapter completed!