Chen Ming and others nodded. Of course they knew about this matter. They wanted to interview Lin Xiao again at first, but they couldn't contact Lin Xiao later, and then he showed up here.

Lin Xiao said: "I was standing in front of the Mona Lisa, and suddenly I had an idea, and then I thought of a direction to prove the twin prime numbers, and then I also succeeded, so I wanted to prove the twin prime numbers.

Prime number conjecture, call it my Mona Lisa."

"So that's it."

Everyone suddenly realized that in ancient times, Wang Yangming studied bamboos to gain knowledge, and now Lin Xiaoge's "Mona Lisa" proves the twin prime number conjecture?

Several reporters immediately came up with several news headlines.

Chen Ming smiled and asked: "So did you really have an epiphany?"

Lin Xiao said: "If I want to describe it, it should be an epiphany, but actually, I think everyone should have such an experience, right? For example, when you did math problems before, you couldn't write them at all at first, and then

Suddenly I had a flash of inspiration and I realized it, which can be regarded as an epiphany."

Chen Ming thought for a while and said: "That's true. I have had this experience before. However, you solved world-class problems, and the questions we wrote were all questions asked by others."

"A truth."

Lin Xiao smiled.

"Have any of you ever done it?" Zhang Ning next to her whispered: "When I encounter anyone who doesn't know it, I just copy the answer directly."

Everyone laughed, and Sun Xiang said: "So it's a good thing that you majored in foreign languages, not science and engineering."

Several people laughed again.

Then, Chen Ming continued to ask other questions. After the interview, Lin Xiao said goodbye to them and returned to the Ecole Normale Supérieure in Paris. Today, there is still a party waiting for him here.

…

Meanwhile, in the United States, at the home of David Cayman.

He watched Lin Xiao's academic report live broadcast until it ended, then shut down the computer with an angry expression, then logged into his social software and posted an update.

[This is the persecution of the truth! Everyone only paid attention to Lin Xiao’s proof, but no one paid attention to another person’s proof. This is disrespectful to academics!]

He didn't understand that he clearly announced that he had completed the proof before Lin Xiao, but in the end everyone only paid attention to Lin Xiao's proof, but no one cared about his, and no one even mentioned this matter to him.

Even those friends in mathematics who once spoke for him, there are not many people speaking up for him now.

Everyone praised Lin Xiao's proof, but remained silent about his proof.

This made him so angry that he didn't go to school for many days.

"I'm looking for the Los Angeles Times!"

Suddenly I thought of this media, and speaking out through the other party would definitely help him.

So he quickly took out his mobile phone and called, "Myron, you must help me..."

"Help you? The premise is that your proof is right! Your proof is wrong, how can we help you?"

Cayman was stunned: "My proof is wrong? This is impossible?!"

"You still don't know? Oh my god, dear Professor Cayman, you are a mathematician, but let me, a reporter, tell you that your proof is wrong?" Myron said impatiently: "Originally, our "Los Angeles"

The Times has found several well-known mathematicians to speak out for your proof process, but they all said that your proof was wrong. What else is there to say? In order to prevent you from being upset, I did not give you any comments.

You mention it, but you don’t even know the result?”

Caiman couldn't believe it on his face: "I..."

His proof is actually wrong?

Why haven't you told him yet?

But this is the fact. No one told him that his proof was wrong. After all, Lin Xiao's proof was successful, and then telling him that the proof failed would be a bit hurtful. So everyone seemed to unanimously not tell Cayman,

Everyone thought someone else would tell Cayman.

As a result, Cayman fell into an information asymmetry, so much so that he is not aware of it to this day.

Myron said: "Okay, that's it."

After hanging up the phone, Myron threw the phone aside. Originally, he had high hopes for this guy, but what happened?

Suddenly, he remembered the words he had recorded about Cayman, "Now is the time to recover the cost."

Then, he found his voice recorder and went to find their editor-in-chief.

…
Chapter completed!