Half past four in the morning.
Song He sat at the dormitory desk, propping up his chin as he snapped his ballpoint pen.
The desktop was covered with an impressive spread of scratch paper. The obscure proof filled more than forty pages.
On any random page, no more than five hundred people in the entire world could understand it. Anyone who could understand three or five pages could easily land a mathematics teaching position at an ordinary university!
Song He stared blankly ahead, his expression solemn as he repeatedly rubbed his chin.
He could feel it.
He could feel that he was about to finish the proof!
Originally, he had held no hope of proving the Hodge Conjecture at all. Like Dewitt, he had believed it was a super problem that absolutely could not be solved this century.
But ever since he began teaching the Child Prodigies, massive amounts of knowledge about the Hodge Conjecture had poured into his mind every day. Without realizing it, he had written more than forty pages of proof, and now he faintly sensed that he might actually prove it!
He had to admit, the Knowledge Rebates generated by these Child Prodigies were ferocious. Song He's brain was nearly burning out. The last time he had received such an intense Knowledge Rebate was the year he wrote the Gaokao Exam Paper... The rebates from one roomful of Child Prodigies could rival those from several million examinees. Was this the legendary "one man holding the pass against ten thousand"?
After being dragged to the hospital for a medical examination a few days ago, he had been forced to slow down his lectures, reducing the density of knowledge in class and extending the lessons through the first two periods of the afternoon. That was the only way