Chapter 80: 078 Will Be Stripped of Degree by Norton University [1 Update]
That hand had slender fingers, the tips as pale and clear as if they had gathered a faint light, like transparent coagulated fat.
But what caught He Xun’s attention was not the hand, but the problem on the piece of paper.
One of the world’s seven great mathematical problems.
The Riemann hypothesis.
Proposed in 1859, it wasn’t until over a century later, in 2016, that a mathematician proved this conjecture.
This kind of top-tier problem was a compulsory project at Norton University.
But He Xun noticed that the owner of the hand used a different method to prove the Riemann hypothesis than the one used by the mathematician in 2016.
His expression changed, and he finally got serious.
It was He Xun’s first encounter with live streaming, and he had not turned off the barrage of comments.
Words of various colors floated by.
[Great God, can you teach college physics today?]
[I’m begging the Great God to talk about the principles of electromagnetic fields, an engineering student is about to fail, sob, ladies, think twice before choosing electronics.]
[Sadly, I’m uneducated and ‘damn’ is my catch-all word, besides giving the Great God a 6, what else can I do.]
He Xun stared at the piece of paper and promptly registered an account, starting to type.
[Can you prove the Navier-Stokes equations?]
The Navier-Stokes equations, another one of the world’s seven great mathematical problems.
As this comment appeared, the other users watching the live stream became unhappy.
[The person in front, are you new here? The content of the broadcast is determined the day before, didn’t you know you have to tip to ask the Great God to talk about other things? Such a freeloader yet so demanding, why don’t you shoot for the moon?]
[You’re so impolite, the Great God won’t explain it to you.]
He paused the broadcast, opened the newly registered account and directly recharged 100,000 yuan into it.
He Xun did not come to teach in Verdant because he was in need of money; his family was already wealthy.
Compared to knowledge, money was far less important.
He Xun directly launched a barrage of a hundred rockets, triggering another flurry of screen meteor effects, and the number of people in the live stream surged once more.
After tossing in 100,000 yuan, there was a sound in the live stream room.
The voice was clear and light, indistinguishable between male or female.
But it was pleasant to the ears.
He Xun then saw that hand pick up another sheet of paper and leisurely began solving the Navier-Stokes equations.
His expression turned from serious to shocked.
Could an online broadcaster really prove it?
He and some of his university classmates couldn’t.
[Although I don’t understand these problems, I’m so curious about which academic big shot is behind the Great God’s alias.]
He Xun was also very curious.
Before he could send a message to ask, his phone started to ring.
The call did not display a number.
He Xun’s expression shifted as he walked outside the office before answering, “Advisor.”
The voice on the other end of the call was an old foreign man speaking surprisingly good Chinese, though it was heavy with an Oceanic accent.
“He, how are you doing in Hua Country?”
“Everything is fine. Take care of yourself too.”
“He, I have to remind you again, you have only three months left before your assessment. If you don’t pass this time, I’m out of options.”
The old man sounded quite regretful.
He Xun pressed his lips tightly together, not speaking.
Outsiders do not know that getting into Norton University does not guarantee one can graduate with a Norton University degree.
Moreover, unlike other universities, Norton University’s colleges are ranked.
SSS rank the highest, D rank the lowest.
He was in a D-ranked college in his department.
And students in colleges ranked A and below, including those in A-ranked colleges, had to take part in assessments, three in total.
If he failed the assessment again, his degree would be revoked.
He Xun sat back at his desk, staring blankly at the live stream.
After thinking for a long while, he sent a private message to the broadcaster.
[Excuse me, can you do me a favor?]
However, until the broadcast ended, that private message remained unresponded to.
He Xun wrinkled his brow, ignoring the discomfort in his heart, and took out his textbook to begin preparing for his class.
When school was over, Ying Zijin received a call from Old Master Zhong.
He asked her to come to the Zhong Family home and had sent a driver to fetch her.
After Ying Zijin got in the car, she opened the Shark Live Streaming app to check her earnings for the day.
After a fifty-fifty split with the platform, she had made 70,000 yuan.
50,000 of that came from one new user.
This user also sent her a private message.
But she did not respond.
Users tipped, and she explained the Navier-Stokes equations; it did not include any other services.
Ying Zijin yawned, leaning against the car window to nap for a while.
Twenty minutes later, the driver stopped the car in front of the big gate of the Zhong family’s old house.
It was mealtime, and servants were busy in the kitchen.
Other than Old Master Zhong, Zhong Manhua, Lady Zhong, and Zhong Zhiwan were there.
Upon seeing the girl enter, Zhong Manhua’s face changed.
But out of respect for Old Master Zhong, she restrained herself and didn’t speak.
On the side, Zhong Zhiwan’s eyes were red, clearly having cried not long ago.
Ying Zijin glanced casually.
She noticed Zhong Zhiwan’s lips curl slightly, as if she was taunting.
She did not care and simply nodded to Old Master Zhong, “Grandpa.”
Before Old Master Zhong could speak, Lady Zhong slammed the table, rose in anger, “You’re just a foster daughter and you still have the nerve to call him grandpa? You pushed Wanwan into the lake, how could you be so malicious? I say…”
Before she could finish, Old Master Zhong roared, “Shut your mouth!”
Lady Zhong was taken aback.
“Zijin, come sit by your grandpa,” Old Master Zhong beckoned.
Once Ying Zijin sat down, Old Master Zhong’s face grew stern, “Zhong Zhiwan, apologize to your cousin!”