Chapter 274: Exam must be taken!

Zhang Zhai, who had been silent for a whole day, finally moved again.
The most rare thing to crack the mathematical conjecture is the trace of inspiration. Compared with other scientific research, mathematical research is very dependent on the personal wisdom of the mathematician and the trace of aura.
Now Zhang Di has this inspiration, and immediately continues this inspiration. With his powerful brain, he has figured out the core idea. Just follow this core idea, prove 1 + 1, prove Goldbach. Conjecture is only a matter of time.
While the spider was holding the pen, Zhang Zhai picked up the dinner next to him and ate with a big mouthful.
He hadn't eaten all day, his stomach was almost tumbling, and the sour water in his stomach was almost reaching his throat and eyes.
I was immersed in the thinking of the problem before, but I didn't feel anything. Now I am awake, and I am so hungry that I can barely press my chest against my back.
The dinner was quickly stuffed into his stomach under such gobbling conditions.
A box of rice has a lower abdomen, and there is something in the stomach, and it feels much more comfortable.
Just after Zhang Zhai finished eating, the knock on the door rang.
"Well ... Mr. Zhang, what you want,"
The spider set a box of gel pens aside.
"Well, spider, from now on, there is no urgent matter. I don't want anyone to show up and disturb me." Zhang Zhai stared at the spider and said Shen Sheng.
The spider was a little hesitant, but Zhang Zhai had a criminal record. If Zhang Zhai fainted in the lounge again, he could hardly blame him.
"Mr. Zhang ... this ..."
"Except for anything unusual, do you understand?" Zhang Zhai said,
"Rest assured, I'm sober now, this time things are different than before."
"Okay, Mr. Zhang, I see!" Spider exited the lounge.
Zhang Zhai shook his head, then picked up the pen, turned back, and looked at the manuscript paper in his hand.
Looking at the Chen's theorem at the end of the manuscript, Zhang Zhai smiled.
"Wow ..." Zhang Zhai tore off the manuscript sheet and let him fall to a corner in the room.
"1 + 1 ... I'm here." Zhang Zhai shook his astringent wrist, then clenched his pen.
The tip of the pen was near the paper, proving that Goldbach's first stroke appeared on the manuscript paper.
"Wow ..."
Zhang Zhaidu was quick, the most critical step had appeared in his mind in advance, what he had to do now was to enrich it, and then chain it into a logical and meticulous proof process and record it!
One page, two pages ... As Zhang Zhai's brush strokes continued on the paper, the proof step appeared slowly.
The whole proof process is undoubtedly very complicated, otherwise, it will not trap mathematicians for two hundred years.
Over time, more and more manuscript papers have been used to prove 1 + 1.
One hour ... two hours.
Ten pages ... twenty pages ...
From early evening to late at night, Zhang Zhai's hand-writing movements never stopped, but the slower he got to the back.
"Huh ..." Zhang Di breathed out and shook his sore hand,
"It's almost ... it's almost there!" Zhang Zhai's eyes showed firmness and a hint of madness. From beginning to end, his eyes did not leave the manuscript paper.
Twenty pages ... thirty pages ...
The time comes from late at night to the early morning, and you can feel it from the only window in the lounge. It is almost dawning outside.
But Zhang Zhai still didn't stop. He was just like a machine. He kept on the paper and recorded the proof steps.
Zhang Zhai's eyes were a little crazy, with a smile on her lips, and her face was pale because she stayed up late, but she also had ears that were congested by excitement.
Zhang Zhai seemed to be tireless, constantly calculating, figuring, and writing.
suddenly!
Zhang Zhai's hand stopped, he paused, and he frowned again.
He had a problem in detail, a logical mistake!
This little detail is undoubtedly deadly in the process of rigorous mathematical proof.
Perhaps ignoring this little detail can prove it, but Zhang Zhai will not do it.
So he stopped, he frowned, and stared at the manuscript paper.
He stared at it like that for ten minutes, the details were resolved.
But at the cost, Zhang Zhai tore off the ten-page manuscript's proof steps and restarted.
...
The sky outside gradually turned from black to white, and the proof step finally came to an end.
...
at last!
Zhang Zhai's hand stopped again!
The pen tip was suspended in the air, and his hand was shaking a bit.
Continue to write for hours, making Zhang Zhai's hand muscles very sore.
But at this time, Zhang Zhai ignored this soreness, and a bright smile appeared on his face.
"Successful ..."
Speaking, Zhang Zhai's right hand suspended in the air dropped again. He shook his right hand, crookedly at the bottom of the 37th draft, and wrote:
"From this, it can be proved that: n = p1 + p2"
Translation into text means that any sufficiently large even number can be expressed as the sum of two prime numbers.
This formula is extremely simple, and this line of writing is not beautiful, but Zhang Zhai spent 37 pages of manuscript paper to prove this step. This is not even the step before 1 + 1. The entire proof process took nearly two hundred pages. Manuscript paper.
Zhang Zhai looked at the last step and laughed. "Goldbach's conjecture proved that it seems that the pearl on this math crown was unfortunately picked by me."
After a lapse of 276 years, Goldbach's conjecture was finally resolved by Zhang Zhai.
This means that not only Goldbach's conjecture will become Goldbach's theorem or Zhang Zhai's theorem.
It also represents many formulas innovated by Zhang Zhai during the proof process, and will also be ordered as Zhang Zhai's theorem and Zhang Zhai's formula.
After a few years, students studying mathematics will hear the sentence: "Zhang Zhai's theorem is very important, you must take the exam, you must use it flexibly!"
At this time, it was already dawning, Zhang Zhai looked at the manuscript paper in the house, thinking about the possible scenes, and laughing happily.
After a long time, Zhang Zhai stood up from the ground.
The next second, Zhang Zhai's feet were soft, and he almost didn't fall down. Fortunately, he immediately supported the bed next to him.
"Father, are you okay? Do I need to call for treatment for you?" A1 observed the situation and asked out loud.
Zhang Zhai closed her eyes and shook her head: "It's okay, just because I've been sitting for a long time, I suddenly got up, my brain was congested, and I was a little dizzy because I didn't rest."
After a long time, Zhang Zhai got used to it and opened her eyes again.
"A1, scan my previous certification process to verify that there are no logical holes in my certification process."
"Okay, father," a1 responded.
Zhang Zhai stooped down, picked up the 37-page manuscript that proved the "1 + 1" step, and let a1 scan.
It took a total of five minutes to complete the scan of a1, and immediately called the computing resources to check the proof of Zhang Zhai's proof process.
"Father, the proof process is correct. Congratulations on solving a mathematical problem," a1 said.
With a smile on his face, Zhang Zhai waved his hand and said, "a1, according to the core steps of my proof, write a paper on the proof of Goldbach's conjecture, and then submit it to any top mathematical journal."
"Okay, father."
"The paper has been generated according to your requirements ~ EbookFREE.me ~, the first author is named: Zhang Zhai, do you need to check it again?"
"No."
"Okay, father, I have sent the paper to you."
Zhang Zhai got an answer, nodded, and didn't speak again.
He fell directly on the bed, and after a few minutes he fell asleep.
He was so tired that extreme thinking for a whole day and two nights made him very tired.
But ... Within less than three hours of rest, Zhang Zhai was awakened by the sound of a1 and the strong knock on the door.

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