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The security guard of the library, Lao Yang Tou, came over to open the door of the library at half past six as usual, went in alone to inspect it, carefully checked one place after another, and it was easy to see a large table almost full of books, many books were placed in such a mess, and after bypassing a pile of books stacked high, I saw a young man who looked like a student was writing something quickly, and soon finished writing one piece of paper and another paper.

Old Yang's eyes were wide and unbelievable, and he watched like this for about a quarter of an hour, only to see the young man breathe a deep sigh of relief, put aside the manuscript he had written, and went to the chair, and after a while, he began to snore.

Lao Yang Tou has been working in the library of the basic school for ten years, and it is the first time he has seen this kind of thing, seeing the young man sleeping sweetly, he really can't bear to disturb him, so he quietly walked to his side, and slowly sorted out the messy books everywhere, and after finishing it, he took a blank manuscript paper, laboriously wrote a few words, and then took away the manuscript paper that the teenager put aside.

I don't feel tired when I focus, after I finish it, I relax my mind, and the fatigue of staying up all night hits together, where can Liu Meng support it, so he lay on the chair and fell asleep, until half past eleven, he rubbed his eyes and sat up.

The indescribable pleasure in my heart, Sitapan's conjecture was really solved by me, it was so interesting, it was too mysterious, it was simply wonderful.

When I looked up, I saw that the books on the table in front of me were not there at the moment, and I was shocked, and when I looked at it again, the manuscript on one side was gone, and I was shocked to lose my soul, if the manuscript of the record was lost, such a complex mathematical logic, it was difficult to recall, and I had to read so many books again to sort it out.

Now the whole person is relaxed, where is the state of last night.

I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, my forehead was sweating, I looked around, rummaged in the trash can, and found nothing, only then I saw a piece of paper in front of me, which read: Come 1o4.

I didn't understand who left the note for a while, I just wanted to get the manuscript as much as possible, and I rushed downstairs with this piece of paper.

"Knock knock" knock on the door.

Lao Yang Tou opened the door, recognized Liu Meng at a glance, and let him into the house.

Seeing that it was an old man in a security uniform, Liu Meng couldn't care about it, and asked eagerly: "Uncle, did you take the manuscript next to me, if so, please return it to me, this is very important to me." ”

"The library closes at ten o'clock, and you are not allowed to stay, you know?" regardless of the young man's impatience, the old man was unhurried and taught a serious lesson.

"I know it's wrong, and I won't do it again next time. Liu Meng didn't want to entangle with him, so he immediately admitted his mistake and had a sincere attitude.

"If the students are like you, how is the library managed, how are the books neatly arranged, don't tell me that the ones are useless, you want a manuscript, write a review, and have your counselors sign it together. The old man had a straight face, looking selfless and unforgiving.

Liu Meng was so anxious that he couldn't do it, knowing that it didn't make sense to talk to such an uncle, so he had to go back and write a review quickly, ensuring that he would not stay in the library again, and went straight to Li Xin.

Li Xin looked at the review, tapped his fingers on the table, and said, "It's too unusual, what are you doing hiding in the library in the middle of the night?

"Instructor, you can sign it for me. ”

Li Xin lowered his voice and asked, "Are there any good books in the library?

He really thought about it, thinking that Liu Meng had found some good books that were not convenient to read during the day, and his curiosity was aroused for a while.

"The innermost row of corners of Area C are full of good books, you can't put your hands down when you look at it, the guide can go and see it next time, it's definitely a good book." Liu Meng didn't know what Li Xin meant, so he pretended to be mysterious.

Li Xin smiled knowingly, and reprimanded him with a pretended face, and then signed, Liu Meng took the review book and rushed to the library, Lao Yang took the review book, put on reading glasses, and read it seriously.

Glancing and glancing, Liu Meng doubted whether he was illiterate.

"Can you give me the manuscript?" Liu Meng was a little anxious.

After waiting for a while, the old man finally looked good, walked inside, took out a briefcase and handed it to Liu Meng, Yan Sù's face soothed a little, and advised: "Don't do this next time, young man, when you are still growing your body, stay up all night and hurt your body, go." ”

Liu Meng took the results of the night's hard work, like a treasure, and couldn't help but kiss it.

After striking while the iron was hot, after eating lunch, I continued to fight in the library, turned on the computer and began to write the paper, simplifying the steps in the manuscript, which must be incomprehensible to the family for a while, and try to omit the intermediate derivation steps.

Fortunately, my English has improved dramatically, and it is not difficult to write, referring to the common structure of several mathematical papers, and having the foundation of writing English papers in the past, it only took me less than six hours to complete this paper.

This can only be regarded as the first step, mathematical papers, must also be questioned by many experts, especially such a highly influential proposition as the Sitapan conjecture, there will definitely be many mathematical scholars who study this proposition to question and discuss.

After being questioned, I came out of the table and stood still.

Finally finished writing, Liu Meng soothed his body, and felt very happy physically and mentally, although it still can't be said that this paper has no flaws, but Du Yi wants to surpass him, it is almost impossible.

After the storm and clouds settled the dinner, he hurried to tutor Zhou Shiyan, the little girl.

Rushed to Zhou's house, the little girl just came back, made a grimace at Liu Meng, and did her homework very obediently, which made Liu Meng very happy, and sure enough, an agreement was reached, and the little girl no longer resisted him, which is a good phenomenon.

It's rare to be at ease, this time Liu Meng brought his own computer over, connected to the Internet, and directly submitted the paper to the authoritative journal of mathematical logic "Symbolic Logic", the last time he chatted with Kong Jidao, he had mentioned this magazine, and also suggested that Liu Meng could refer to the articles in this magazine more when thinking about the Sitapan conjecture.

After finishing the delivery of this paper, I began to look at two Chinese websites, first updated two chapters, and the Chinese website of Dianniang also passed 1o thousand words, and the Phantom Sword Book Alliance passed 110,000 words.

After browsing the web for a while, a sense of sleepiness swept over, thinking that it was focused on the mathematical reasoning of the day, and the brain was in a state of excitement and did not feel tired, this relaxation, the tiredness came directly, rubbed the temples on both sides that were a little sore, and fell asleep directly on his stomach.

After a while, there was a rhythmic little snoring.

The little girl Zhou Shiyan soon noticed that the hateful uncle was asleep, and she was very dissatisfied and kicked the uncle who slept like a dead pig, but the uncle slept too soundly and did not react.

There was still a little homework to be done, the little girl snorted angrily, put on the headphones, the sound was very loud, but it still felt like the snoring sound seemed to penetrate the ears directly into the mind, and she always felt irritable.

I took off my headphones in a huff, and looked at the guy who was sleeping next to me with a shiny saliva on the corner of his mouth, and his mind was raised, hehe, a trace of evil smile hung on Xiao Lori's face, and it looked quite terrifying......

Winter melon, whose real name is You Dong, although only 19 years old, is now the editor-in-chief of the fourth group of Dianniang Chinese Network, a genius beautiful girl, very personal, loves to write, in high school, he was immersed in the dream of a beautiful girl all day, began to contribute to major magazines, loves martial arts novels, and after reading the novels of the masters, he naturally began to write by himself.

It is regarded as the earliest generation of online literature lovers, and a group of the earliest grown up god authors once mixed it together, in 2oo3, when the establishment of the Dianniang Chinese Network, specially invited to join, became one of the founding elders.

Although he is young, he is old.

A pair of eyes are very vicious, and the works selected by her eyes will be on fire in ten.

It's time to get off work.,The beautiful girl hasn't finished reviewing today's manuscript.,According to the regulations,After the work reaches 100,000 words,Unified to the editor-in-chief of each group to review,Winter melon is known for its serious work、Responsible。

It's definitely today's thing, and it's done today, and it never drags on.

Moreover, she has a heartfelt love for online literature, and the second round of review is her favorite job, just like picking diamonds in the gravel, which she finds very interesting and challenging.

Stretched his waist, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes a little sore, and lay on the chair obliquely, the lively bright short sleeves tightly wrapped around the upper body, the furrow on the chest was raised high, but the lower body was very casual little shorts, revealing white thighs, slender calves, a pair of red flip-flops hung on the delicate little feet, the toenails were painted with bright colors, a little curly long shawl went down, extending to the slender waist, and the middle of the head was dyed a little less obvious crimson, which looked youthful and beautiful.

Slightly smaller, like a lazy kitten nestled in a chair.

After a little rest, I got up and made a cup of coffee, and hurriedly sat back to continue working.

Looking at the name and introduction, it doesn't seem to be like a fantasy, and with great interest, the winter melon began to read.