Something Was Wrong!

Academician Shen's villa.

Shen Qi's gaze remained fixed on Shen Nuo Fei.

Pretty and cute, witty and brave, clever and quick-witted, pure and innocent.

This little girl is truly remarkable.

On her first day of elementary school, she was spotted by her math teacher and invited to join the Pomegranate Math Class.

"So, Nofi, would you like to join the Pomegranate Math Class?" Shen Qi started his career through math competitions, and he has an extremely deep passion for mathematics. For him, mathematics is more than just a subject.

Shen Qi would absolutely not object to his daughter joining the Pomegranate Math Class; he especially hoped that Nofi would achieve excellent results in mathematics.

Facing her father's burning gaze, Shen Nuo Fei asked, "Will Xu Silin also go to the Pomegranate Math Class?"

"Xu Silin?"

"Yeah, she's my deskmate and my best friend. We made a promise to never be apart."

"Oh, oh, it's her." Shen Qi. Xu Silin was that little girl who always cried. She was the daughter of Editor-in-Chief Xu of the People's Daily Newspaper Office.

Shen Qi was very happy to see Shen Nuo Fei have a best friend and make good friends.

However, objectively speaking, whether Xu Silin entered the Pomegranate Math Class was not a sufficient or necessary condition for Shen Nuo Fei to join the Pomegranate Math Class.

Shen Qi quickly organized his thoughts and said, "The Pomegranate Math Class recruits students with good math scores. I don't know exactly how good Xu Silin's math scores are. But I believe that as long as you, Nuofei, go to the Pomegranate Math Class first, you will definitely motivate Xu Silin to study math even harder. Perhaps she will meet you in the Pomegranate Math Class in the near future."

"Yes, yes!" Shen Nuo Fei thought so too, so she decided to join the Pomegranate Math Class.

September 2nd.

A record-breaking event occurred at Second Experimental Primary School.

Shen Nuo Fei, a first-grade student who is only 5 years old, was exceptionally admitted to the Pomegranate Math Class. She is the youngest student in the history of the Pomegranate Math Class.

When this news reached Yanjing University People's Hospital, Ou Ye was particularly excited.

"On her second day of elementary school, Nofi was admitted to the Pomegranate Math Class," Ou Ye told Professor Qu, her eyes filled with pride.

"Pomegranate Math Class?"

"Equivalent to the math Olympiad class at Second Experimental Primary School."

"Your son, Nofi, is amazing! Other kids are fighting tooth and nail to get into Second Experimental Primary School, but Nofi, at just five years old, got into the school's math Olympiad class on his second day of school!"

"Yeah, she's amazing. When Shen Qi and I were five, we were still in kindergarten."

"You've surpassed your teacher; you and Shen Qi are truly fortunate. Xiao Ou, your clinical data has been getting better and better lately; your Hb level has reached 110. If it remains stable at 110 after completing Phase I clinical trials, then we can at least confirm that Triazatrisiloxanes has a significant effect on you."

"Really? I feel it too. I've been feeling pretty good lately."

Night fell.

Ou Ye's phone rang.

Upon seeing the caller ID, Ou Ye smiled happily.

"Hello."

"Mom, it's me, Nofi."

"Hmm, is Nophie being a good girl?"

"I'm a very good girl, you can ask Daddy if you don't believe me."

"I believe you, Nophie. Did you have a good day in Pomegranate Math Class?"

"I don't know either, let Dad tell you."

The voice on the other end of the phone changed to Shen Qi: "Although Nofi has entered the Pomegranate Math Class, she still stays at the Wangfu Campus. Aside from not having to study first-grade math, she, like the other children in her class, has to study first-grade basic courses such as Chinese, music, art, and moral education. During math class, Nofi goes to another classroom for individual training from the Pomegranate Math Class teacher. Today she started learning simple linear equations, and overall, she's happy."

Ou Ye: "Okay, I understand."

Shen Qi: "Honey, you need to take good care of yourself too. I'll come see you tomorrow during the day. Come on, Nuofei, say goodnight to Mom."

Goodnight, Mom. Come home soon, Mom. I miss you.

"Okay, goodnight, Nofi, bye-bye."

After hanging up the phone, Ou Ye was unable to calm down for a long time.

She longed to be discharged from the hospital immediately, to hold Nofi's little hand, and to share Nofi's joy and achievements.

Keep going, keep going, and keep going!

Professor Qu said that victory is in sight.

Although she couldn't be by Nofi's side, Nofi's excellent performance in elementary school inspired Ou Ye.

Even elementary school students are working this hard, so I, as a professor, should also try my best!

Ou Ye got out of bed, sat at the computer desk, and once again flipped through Gauss's Notebook, Volume 15.

During this period, she practically wore out the already worn-out notebook from frequent use.

After all, this notebook is an old object with more than a hundred years of history; its shelf life has expired, and it will fall apart if you keep flipping through it.

The ideas in the notes originated from Gauss and were translated by Phillips- Klein.

These two Germans, one was a genius, the other a genius who went mad.

Ou Ye spread out a sheet of white paper, a pen in his hand.

She closed her eyes, letting her thoughts drift back to the nineteenth century.

What exactly motivated Gauss to propose the Gauss Conjecture over quadratic fields?

Gauss could not give Ou Ye the answer.

Time travels, and the light of mathematics shines in the 1960s.

What exactly motivated Birch and Swinnerton-Dale to propose the BSD Conjecture?

Birch and Swinnerton-Dale couldn't tell Ou Ye the answer.

Ah!

Ou Ye suddenly opened her eyes. "I've figured it out! I understand! I finally get it!"

Inspiration!

That crucial inspiration—it arrived!

Tonight!

At that very moment!

Right here in this hospital room!

A strange power enveloped Ou Ye, and she had never had such a clear mind before.

Brain cells are burning, fingers are moving at lightning speed, and the pen tip is performing extraordinary mathematical magic on the white paper.

Elliptic Curve twist wildly, rational points roam like wild dogs on the vast grassland of the coordinate system. A god descends to earth, wielding a long whip to lash the wild dog points. Crack, crack!

The rational lattice was shattered and broken, and a rank suddenly emerged from the chaos.

That's it, that's it!

Ou Ye's hands trembled slightly as she stared at what she had written for a full hour.

"I... I proved the problem of the BSD Conjecture having a rank greater than or equal to 2. I should have completely proven the strong BSD Conjecture..."

After more than a decade of contemplation and over a year of dedicated effort, we finally reap the rewards tonight.

Ah!

Ou Ye jumped up and down in the hospital room, gesturing wildly as if she had returned to her teenage years. "Therefore, the BSD Conjecture applies to all Elliptic Curve!"

Thump!

Exhausted from jumping, Ou Ye collapsed onto the hospital bed and fell asleep.

Five o'clock in the morning on September 3rd.

Shen Qi, who was alone in his empty room, woke up with a start. He was covered in cold sweat, his heart was racing, and his right eyelid kept twitching, as if his eyeball was about to burst.

I had a dream.

Nightmare.

The specific details of the dream are unclear, but it was definitely a terrifying nightmare.

A twitching left eyelid means good things are coming.

My right eyelid is twitching so badly it's going to burst!

Shen Qi rolled over and jumped out of bed with a thud!

He lost his balance and fell to the floor.

"This is weird!"

Shen Qi washed his face and brushed his teeth as quickly as possible, then got dressed and ran out of the villa, heading straight for Yanjing University People's Hospital.