At that, Xiang Xiaotong raised a hand to her forehead again.
Song He rubbed his face, touched his neck, and scratched his head.
"What, are you allergic to tea?" General Wang joked.
Xiang Xiaotong let out a long sigh!
Song He let out a mournful cry as well!
"You two really don't have to make things so difficult. I never said you had a time limit, so take your time!" General Wang laughed.
"Ugh! Why is it so difficult today?" Song He looked as if he were about to cry, yet his smile looked even worse than tears. "This is so hard!"
"That's the helplessness of the adult world!" Xiang Xiaotong sighed deeply as well.
The two of them sighed and groaned, their faces marked by the weariness of people tormented by life.
General Wang and Xie Yuanxun both wanted to laugh, but they also felt a little embarrassed. They had clearly come to ask the two for a favor, yet the atmosphere felt as though they were subjecting two academicians to brutal torture.
"In 1821, the paper 'On the Laws of Fluid Motion and Molecular Viscosity' was published in the Annals of Chemistry and Physics. In 1823, 'On the Laws of Fluid Motion' was published in the Proceedings of the Royal Academy of Sciences of Gaul. Those two papers laid the foundation for the Navier-Stokes Equations." Song He said mournfully, "It's been more than two hundred and thirty years. This damn problem has made countless mathematicians suffer and die, and so many predecessors passed away with regrets. Is that curse about to descend upon us too?"
"The Hodge Conjecture isn't easy either. You dared to attempt the Hodge Conjecture, so the Navier-Stokes Equations aren't that terrifying!" General Wang encouraged him. "Many people say that Song He is one of