Genius of the Rules-Style System

Chapter 281: Chapter 200: One Thesis, Solved in Two Minutes! _2

Of course, no one believed it.

Even Wiles didn’t believe it. But Zhao Yi did not need him to. He spread his hands and said, "I know none of you believe me. So, let me prove it to you."

"Who wants to show me their paper? We have Mr. Wiles here, we can help review papers together!" He yelled suddenly.

A stir went through the crowd.

Zhao Yi was not as famous as Wiles. No one paid attention to him at first, but when he mentioned Wiles, many stall owners rushed back to fetch their papers.

"Don’t rush!"

"Sorry, I can only pick two for now. If you’re lucky, your paper will be reviewed by Mr. Wiles. If not, my apologies, you’ll have to make do with me..." Of course, they did not mind. Having anyone review their paper was better than none. Particularly when Zhao Yi had already solved the Collatz Conjecture and published a three-dimensional earthquake waveform chart. His mathematical skills were undoubtedly recognized.

A large stack of papers was passed up to him.

Zhao Yi found two with clear handwriting and gave them to Wiles, "Sir, please choose one."

Wiles understood then.

He was trying to compare who could review papers quicker? But was this fair? Each paper was different, as was the difficulty. fгeewebnovёl.com

With so many eyes on him, Wiles could not back out. It would seem as though he was afraid of Zhao Yi. So, he took one and began reading carefully.

Zhao Yi took the other and started quickly flipping through the pages.

The crowd collectively held their breath. Each year at the convention, there were always exciting moments, sometimes even escalating into physical fights over disagreements, but a competition to review papers was rare indeed.

The two competing now were also capturing attention. Wiles had famously transformed Fermat’s Last Theorem into proof. On the other hand, there was Zhao Yi, who, at a young age, not only solved the Collatz Conjecture but also created the ’Three-Dimensional Earthquake Waveform Chart’. To be practical, the latter was more impressive.

Most people were rooting for Wiles--

"Andrew (Wiles) will definitely win!"

"Zhao Yi is impressive, but he’s still too young. He’s talented, yes, but it would be no surprise if he surpassed Wiles in twenty years’ time. For now, it’s too early."

"This is as good as dishonoring himself!"

"But I don’t think this is a show. I’ve seen that black guy, he’s been here for days. I’ve spoken to him, and he’s a graduate student from the University of Madrid."

"That’s not important!"

There were also people who supported Zhao Yi, such as the group from the National Academy of Sciences, Capital University, and Professor Zhou Li from Yanhua University. They came to stand at the sidelines as well, looking slightly worried.

Going up against the renowned Wiles, whose papers only a handful of people around the world could comprehend, surely it would be normal for Zhao Yi to lose spectacularly in a mathematics review competition?

Their worries didn’t last long.

Zhao Yi quickly skimmed through his paper, calculating the time silently. Halfway through his quick flip, he realized the paper had only five pages, a little too few. Having made it to the end, he flipped it again, slowing down considerably this time.

One minute passed.

Zhao Yi stopped flipping through and instead pointed to someone with a question, "Whose paper is this?"

"Mine!"

A sloppy man with a full beard walked out in ragged and dirty clothes. He was in stark contrast with the clean manuscript and clear handwriting.

The bearded man didn’t seem to care. He came over and asked in surprise, "You’re done reading it?"

Zhao Yi nodded.

"Really?" His beardy eyes were full of disbelief.

Under the gaze of everyone, including Wiles, Zhao Yi calmly pointed to the paper in his hand and said, "There’s a serious error on page three, right here."

He pointed to that spot, "Take a look for yourself!"

The bearded man took it and began to look closely. After a minute, his eyes widened in shock, "How did I not notice! I thought I had proven the asymmetric inequality series..."

"Blah, blah, blah~"

The bearded man started in English, then switched to a language that Zhao Yi did not recognize. Even if he had switched to Chinese, Zhao Yi still wouldn’t have understood a word about asymmetric whatever – it was beyond his knowledge.

Of course,

At a time like this, one must maintain a calm demeanor, a confident smile, and an air of understanding. Just like a priest, comforting the world and pleased by its repentance – that was the most fitting expression for this occasion.

The people around buzzed with discussion—

"Impressive!"

"That was so fast! Just a minute and he’s done!"

"Surely this isn’t staged?"

"Maybe, maybe not!"

"Stop talking nonsense. I know that bearded man. He’s Norwegian, and he’s been cooped up at home for five years, just researching..."

"..."

Ignoring the bearded man’s remorse and gratitude, Zhao Yi simply smiled. Looking calm as ever, he asked, "Are there any more?"

"Mine!"

"Take a look at mine!"

"Sir, please check mine first. I had already given it to you!"

Zhao Yi took the submission from the last person.

This time the paper was considerably longer, filled mainly with calculations, some beyond his knowledge, some involving differential equations.

These were a pain to review because they all contained equations, function transformations, and a variety of calculations, and nothing else.

Zhao Yi read this one a little slower, as if also troubled by it. About three minutes later, he called the person back over, pointing out a calculation error and a substitution error.