There are two flowers, one on each branch.

The news that Kroneck's dream of youth had been proven soon spread to Japan as well, on the campus of Tokyo Imperial University.

Taniyama Ichiro clutched the telegram tightly, broke in without knocking on the door, bent over and panted while holding his stomach: "Takagi-sensei, something is wrong!" ”

Sadaharu Takagi looked up when he heard this, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were a little black.

In order to solve this mathematical problem as soon as possible, he didn't know how many nights he stayed up, just looking for that glimmer of light.

Turning off the lamp on the table that had been lit all night, Sadaharu Takagi said kindly: "Taniyama-kun is so flustered early in the morning, sit down and say slowly, is there something bad happening?" ”

Ichiro Taniyama still had this mood, swallowed his saliva and hurriedly said: "Teacher, our topic was first taken, proved and published in the American mathematical journal "Mathematical Yearbook"! ”

"Nani?" Sadaharu Takagi, who was still a little dizzy, instantly sobered up, quickly put on the coat he was draped on, grabbed the telegram and began to read it word by word.

In order to study this conjecture, he gambled on his future and specially asked the school for a few well-qualified students to help deal with some trivial matters, and studied it for five or six years in a row.

Now that victory is in sight, how can you accept it if you suddenly take the first step and take it away.

But the contents of the telegram would not lie to him, and the further he read, the weaker he became, and by the time he finished reading the last line, all the bones of his body had been sucked away and he was paralyzed on the ground.

"It's over, it's all over, his academic achievements have basically been recognized by the international mathematical community, and the efforts of the Yamato nation have been in vain."

Ichiro Taniyama lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him directly: "Teacher, the author of the paper seems to be still a person from Zhina." ”

Sadaharu Takagi raised his head suddenly, his eyes shining differently: "What you said is true?" Kronek's dream of youth was proved by the China? ”

Ichiro Taniyama tensed up and replied, "Teacher, it's true, the newspapers in New York have confirmed that the paper was proved by the Shina people. ”

"Good, good, good!" Sadaharu Takagi picked up the telegram on the ground, quickly scanned it, and said: "We have to understand whether it is friend or foe, and we must be extremely vigilant about Shina, contact the special high school, and ask them to investigate him." ”

Historically, as early as the end of the 19th century, Japan quietly sent spies to our territory to spy on intelligence, explore mineral deposits, and survey and map maps.

The postal office mentioned above is one of their important strongholds, and other powers basically only operate in the downtown areas of big cities, but the Japanese are different, no matter how small they are, they have to come to one place.

Later, after the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, after we captured the map of the Japanese army, we were surprised to find that it was more detailed than the map we drew ourselves.

Because of the very meticulous grasp of our country's information, some scientists who did not have time to retreat were captured by small Japan, and the vast majority of them died before dawn.

Prior to this, Mr. Ba Yuzao, a well-known aircraft expert, a six-month master's degree at MIT, the first chief engineer of the General Aircraft Factory in the United States, and the manufacturer of China's first independently designed seaplane, was assassinated by Japanese agents in the 18th year of the Republic of China at the age of 37.

And this is not an isolated example.

Speaking of returning to China, Cheng Nuo still doesn't know the news, and he is still compiling textbooks in the office of the mathematics department of Peking University.

The final exam is coming soon, so Cai Yuanpei didn't arrange a new class for him, and asked him to listen to other teachers more so as to prepare for the new semester.

However, Cheng Nuo is the only one who knows the class domain theory in the whole of Peking University, and there are no professional textbooks to translate internationally, so he can only write his own textbooks while preparing for classes.

At this time, a school worker suddenly came to the door, holding a telegram in his hand, and shouted, "Which is Mr. Tom, here is a telegram for you to sign for." ”

Cheng Nuo just wanted to continue to immerse himself in creation, but after thinking about it carefully, isn't one of his English names Tom, so he walked to the door and said politely: "Master, is this a telegram from Princeton University in the United States?" ”

After the school worker glanced at Cheng Nuo, he took a closer look at the address: "Yes, that's it, you are Mr. Tom, hey, I worked so hard to find you, I don't know a bunch of letters on it, but I still asked a classmate from Peking University to translate it for me, so I found you." ”

Cheng Nuo was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, master, I didn't know it caused you so much trouble, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea on such a cold day." ”

The school worker said: "It's okay, they are all teachers and students of the school, you signed this telegram, and I went straight to work." ”

After signing here, Cheng Nuo will know the general content.

When I opened it, it was a lot of rainbow farts, the paper had been published, and it was expected that the manuscript fee and sample books would be sent over after a while, and they were sent a letter of appointment from a professor at Princeton University, saying that the treatment could be discussed again, and I hoped that he would go to Princeton to give lectures and answer academic questions about this conjecture in the mathematical community.

Cheng Nuo smiled after reading it, it was expected that he would pass the draft, but he didn't expect to get a letter of appointment at the same time.

However, he is not ready to refuse for the time being, and when the domestic arrangements are almost complete, he will definitely have to go to the United States to gather some capitalist wool, and it is also good to have a visiting professor at Princeton University at that time.

The movement of signing for the telegram would inevitably attract the attention of the rest of the office, and Qin Fen quietly came to the back, stretching his neck to see what was written on it.

It was rare for a foreign telegraph to arrive in this era.

Feng Zuxun, as the dean, couldn't stand it anymore, and deliberately coughed: "Ahem, Zhiyuan, do you still have friends from the United States to send you a telegram?" ”

"What's the matter, ocean-going telegraphs are so expensive, I'm a poor friend, and I can't bear this money." Cheng Nuo explained.

Qin Fen saw that Feng Zuxun had spoken, and knew that he couldn't snoop on other people's privacy, so he pretended to be tickling and said, "Zhiyuan, I remember that the mathematical conjecture you said at the beginning of the month has been delivered, is it time for news?" ”

"Ah, yes, there's news, isn't it?" Cheng Nuo calmly held up the telegram and said.

Qin Fen immediately resumed his righteousness, came to Cheng Nuo and said seriously: "What is the result?" ”

"It's over."

"It's over?!" Qin Fen snatched it up and scanned the telegram.

Feng Zuxun also lost that composure, and strode over to read the telegram.

When the two finished reading, they found that Cheng Nuo was drinking tea leisurely with Erlang's legs crossed, which looked too annoying.

Qin Fen's face flushed with excitement: "Good boy, why are you so calm?" Did we already know the result behind our backs? ”

Cheng Nuo waved his hand: "Science doesn't believe in tears, only believes in the truth, Brother Jingyang, this result has indeed been known for a long time." ”

Recalling the excitement when he first saw the paper that night, Qin Fen felt that he was not as excited as he imagined, and they had known this result for a long time, but now it was just a matter of course.

However, seeing Cheng Nuo pretending to be forced like this, he still had to make him bleed.

His elbow touched Feng Zuxun, and after the two glanced at each other, Qin Fen said, "I saw that Princeton University is going to invite you to be a professor, and Brother Zhiyuan is not allowed to invite us to rub together." ”

Cheng Nuo immediately said: "No problem, pick any place and order it casually, except for bean juice, of course." ”

But before a few people walked out of the office, they saw Cai Yuanpei trotting over, holding a newspaper and saying to Cheng Nuo: "Zhiyuan, you wait first." ”