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945 Mathematician Yang Jin

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    Number theory is a purely theoretical mathematical study and belongs to a branch of pure mathematics.  Even students majoring in mathematics will not be exposed to number theory in most colleges and universities. Only after further study will they have the opportunity to come into contact with this special field of mathematics.  Although the scope of this field is not narrow, and there are some interesting number theory examples that are also very interesting (well of course, in the eyes of most people, those examples are not interesting at all), but it is undeniable that  Number theory is a very, very, very difficult field.  If you want to find something difficult in this field, it can be so difficult that it makes you cry.  Mathematics teacher?  Sorry, no matter how many years you have taught middle school mathematics, number theory is definitely an advanced thing that can be mastered by almost all middle school mathematics teachers in the world.  Not to mention, Yang Jin took a quick look and already had the number B in his mind - the question in front of him was really super difficult!  "Hey, Xiaochao." Yang Jin decisively hung up the phone to the audience outside the venue: "Sorry, there is a number theory problem that is too difficult. If you can't solve this number theory problem, the infiltration mission will be a complete failure. With my level  I'm afraid it's hard to solve this problem Hmm? Do you have any ideas? Please tell me quickly! " What a twist. As expected of a highly sophisticated professional, can he still provide any reliable ideas at this time?  Uncle Chao muttered with his tongue out loud, and Yang Jin immediately started to operate step by step according to the black and tough old man's instructions.  "First of all, how to enable mobile Internet connection How do I turn on the traffic? Let me think about it, um Oh, by the way, enable it like this, okay, the connection is ready!" After passing the first level, Yang Jin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.  "Then, download a 'smart learning app where you don't know how to scan' What to download? From where? From the Internet? How to download from the Internet?  Yes, I usually don't use my mobile phone except for making calls and sending text messages.  It's my son who helped me Don't get too excited! What's the app? Where can I find the store now? Oh, I found it. Just click to download it!  " Huh Yang Jin wiped the sweat from his head. He felt that the hurried downloading of things just now was the most difficult step of all operations.  "Finally, open the app, face the question, scan and identify" Sure enough, the next step is much simpler: "Put your phone up, face the question, swipe it, and then wait for the answer"  "How about Brother Yang?" Uncle Chao recommended his favorite in a proud tone as if Columbus announced his discovery of the New World: "I tell you Brother Yang, people must keep up with the times and not fall behind. Today's software is simply  It¡¯s so convenient. If you don¡¯t know how to do math questions, you can get the answer with just one scan. When you teach in the future, you have to remember not to let children take advantage of it. Hahaha, by the way, Brother Yang!  Has the answer come out? " Brother Yang on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment, with a bit of gloom and depressive mania in his voice: "What kind of shit are you recommending Forget it, phew, is there any other method?  The kind in the movie, when I use the glasses, the brain trust at the headquarters immediately starts brainstorming?  Open. But" Uncle Chao's voice also became cautious: "As soon as we connect to the database, the headquarters will immediately know where we are and what we are doing, and we will no longer be in the latent state. If the headquarters knows our information  "Will the secret be leaked?" "The possibility of leaking the secret is low, but the possibility of embarrassment is extremely high." Here, Yang Jin was silent.  Once the headquarters is called and uploaded to the headquarters data center, the headquarters will immediately find that two old men sneaked to the front line and were trapped in front of a math problem.  Disrupt the action plan?  Going to great lengths to rescue?  A chain reaction?  Yang Jin can think of all these.  And once such a situation really occurs, no matter how big the impact is, he and Xiaochao will never be able to erase their reputation as "old people who overestimate their capabilities and cause trouble everywhere."  Indeed, he doesn¡¯t care about his reputation.  Indeed, nothing is as important as life.  It is not wise to give up a safe and secure method of action for the sake of a pitiful self-esteem.  Butwhy don't you want to take a prudent approach at this moment?  Yang Jin took off his glasses, closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, countless images flashed through his mind.  The treasure-like memories of the past, more past, and more past come flooding back.  The pride of being a father, the confusion of being a father, the responsibility of being a father, the powerlessness of being a father, and the final struggle of being a father.  ??Beep, beep, the timer on the screen is running second by second, for a wholeThe one-and-a-half-hour problem-solving time does not seem to be stressful, but when faced with the number theory problem in front of us, one-and-a-half hours is only enough time for a number theorist to brush his teeth and appetize.  This is really a very difficult question.  Butwhy is it that at this moment, a cavity of blood suddenly seems to be ignited and burning like fire?  "I'll contact you within an hour. If something goes wrong, come and rescue me." After calmly arranging his escape, Yang Jin hung up the phone.  He pursed his lips, but said silently in his heart: "Xiao Qi, there is something my father has proudly said to you many times. I might as well say it again today: At that time, in the entire county, only three students could pass the undergraduate degree.  Personally. Your father and I have the highest scores. No matter how big the place is, scores are not popular at that time. But now it seems that I am at least the top scorer in the college entrance examination.  But there is one thing that makes me more proud than the county champion. My teacher was labeled as a rightist during the Cultural Revolution. He was moved from Beijing to the local government and ended up teaching in a university. He seemed very inconspicuous, but only a few of them favored him.  Only then did my beloved disciple know that he was actually the disciple of the great mathematician Hua Luogeng. That is to say - "Hua Luogeng is my master."  Chen Jingrun is my uncle.  Although I was later assigned to teach middle school in a small city due to certain political reasons, daddy, I also had my shining moments.  I used to love mathematics so much. I studied hard in college classes and studied hard under the guidance of teachers.  I was once praised by my teacher for my superhuman understanding and perseverance, and I will definitely have great potential in the future.  I once entered the palace of number theory research under the guidance of my teacher, and once got a notebook from my uncle - oh, I remember, Stephen Iverson, this familiar name came from that notebook.  Arrived.  My uncle once met Stephen Iverson at the International Congress of Mathematicians and had a brief discussion.  There is no record of the outcome of the competition, and there is no outcome in the scientific world.  But the sense of pride written between the lines cannot be concealed.  So - oh, Yang Jin opened his eyes, and his gaze became cold and sharp again.  Staring at the topic in front of me, the long-standing memories that have settled deep in my heart are rolling up, crackling and popping like bubbles.  ¡° Even if we send this question back to the so-called think tank, will they be able to solve it? ???????????????????????????????????????????????? Even if I don¡¯t pass it back or ask for help, can I, Yang Jin, really not be able to solve it?  Looking back, I saw that the boss next to me had all the things needed on the table ready.  There is paper, pens, tools, and nothing else.  Yang Jin turned around and sat down, leaned on the table and started writing furiously.  The sitting height is just right, the lighting is just right, and the pen and paper feel just right.  It seems that although Stephen Iverson has degenerated into the so-called Emperor of the Night, he has never forgotten his pride and self-restraint as a mathematician.  Okay, very good, in this thrilling calculation, Yang Jin suddenly regained the feeling he had in college.  The conditions at that time were difficult and difficult, and the summer was hot and sweaty, but when I was lying on the table and writing hard, my eyes shone with excitement mixed with fanaticism.  It was as if he was competing with a peerless master, as if he was having a conversation with his colleagues, and the calculation symbols before his eyes turned into the most beautiful notes in the world.  The color has faded, the form has disappeared, and time has been forgotten. Everything ceases to exist. All that remains is pure mathematics and pure persistence.  Time passes little by little, and the threat of death is gradually approaching.  However, Yang Jin's hands are still steady and his eyes are still sharp.  No, it¡¯s not still sharp, but sharper.  Just like a magic sword that has been corroded by time, the rust has faded away little by little through rigorous polishing, and it has regained its edge.  Detonate on the spot?  Go to your mother¡¯s place and explode!  It¡¯s almost, it¡¯s almost, I can feel it, that kind of trembling from the soul, that kind of excitement from the bottom of my heart, that kind of joy that runs through my body, this question is about to be solved!  The_zone, open!  The_seed, open!  The_lock_of_dna, open!  Today, I, Yang Jin, am going to crack this number theory problem!  !  ! ßÚ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª ¡°Dad!¡± Suddenly, a familiar voice came, calling Yang Jin back to his senses, whose eyes were about to sparkle with lightning.  After exiting the super-mathematician state, Yang Jin raised his head in confusion, and was shocked to find his white-haired daughter standing next to him.  No, it wasn't just a matter of standing nearby, she simply walked out of the secret door she wanted to open.  "You" Yang Jin asked blankly: "Why are you here?" Yang Qi asked back: "Why can't I??Here?  " "That Stephen Ivinson" "It's been done a long time ago. It was tidied up three days ago.  Agent Okamoto's level is getting higher and higher, so we didn't spend much effort finding someone this time.  " Already, has it been done a long time ago?! Yang Jin's eyes went straight. I did it. Is it in vain? No, it's not just in vain. Yang Qi was not as cheerful as usual, with a rare serious look on her face: "  Dad, why are you here?  Kidnapped?  Being coerced?  Being deceived?  "
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