Chapter 93: Poincaré conjecture can never be proved

"Brother Sun, you are really our idol."
"Brother Sun, my English is not good. You have to cover me during this trip to the United States."
"Boss, please have tea..."
"..."
Picking up the tea cup happily, Sun Hua took a light sip.
"Ding, the national final result list has been announced, please check it."
At this moment, everyone's cell phones rang.
They knew that the total score of the national finals was finally calculated.
High School Affiliated to Yan University, with a total score of 115 points, of which Ou Yilin scored 40 points! 20 points in the first half, 20 points in the second half!
The Central China team scored 97 points, including Sun Hua 33 points!
Southwestern Provincial Team, with a total score of 172 points, including Qin Luo 100 points! Full marks!
...
"How about? Are we number one?" Sun Hua asked confidently.
"Guru~" The team members swallowed together, and said with a gray face: "Brother Sun, something happened..."
Don't say first, they are not even second!
problem occurs? Oylin?
"Let me see..." He took the mobile phone in his companion's hand and glanced lightly.
Punch!
There was a sound of a heavy object falling, and the tea cup in his hand split instantly.
How is this so possible! He could hardly believe his eyes.
Among the many 0 points, a name is as conspicuous as it stands out.
Qin Luo scored 100 points! Full marks again!
Sun Hua is going crazy, it has only been less than a minute since he satirized Qin Luo with confidence, and now he was driven into the abyss!
"Impossible, how could Qin Luo get full marks!" Sun Hua's face was sullen, and his pupils burst into red light, bloodthirsty and terrifying.
Why does Qin Luo get full marks?
If it is an ordinary test question, that's all, but now that Poincaré conjecture, one of the thousand-year-old problems, has stumped countless top mathematicians' problems, how could Qin Luo prove it!
"Brother Sun, do you think there is something tricky in it?"
"Yes, there must be a problem here, and Qin Luo will never get full marks."
"No, we have to ask."
"..."
Sun Hua's face was as deep as water, and his eyes shone with cold light.
Of course, he also thinks that there is a problem, but here is the national finals, the most serious mathematics of China. How can there be problems in the league.
"Dang!" At this moment, the door of the dormitory was pushed abruptly, and Song Qiaodong walked in with a dark face.
He looked around, then said to Sun Hua: "Follow me."
After all, Song Qiaodong turned and left without stopping.
Qin Luo full score! He has to discuss this matter with the tournament committee.
The Poincaré conjecture can never be proved.

The central auditorium, where the upcoming awards ceremony is being intensively prepared.
As the award-giving guests, Wang Xuecai, Song Baoguo, and Zhou Haizhong slowly walked towards the auditorium. This award ceremony can be said to be held specially for Qin Luo.
Suddenly, a large group of people rushed in, most of them leading teachers from various places.
They rushed to the organizer.
"President Fang, we need an explanation, how can someone get full marks!"
"Poincaré conjecture can never be proved by a high school student."
"Teacher Fang, we do not accept this result."
"..."
Fang Ming, the president of the China Federation of Mathematics Federation, directs the mathematics competitions in various regions of China. At the same time, he is also the head of the Mathematics Department of Yan University.
"What is noisy! If anything is noisy, please be quiet!" Fang Ming shouted.