The train driver in the courtyard

Associate Professor Fujiwara Shimura is in a very good mood today.

In the past, he had often stirred up trouble in the domestic mathematics community, criticizing this and that, but without achieving anything remarkable.

I didn’t expect that this would attract international attention.

Although the Beijing Institute of Mathematics and Computing Technology, which is our next-door neighbor, responded and said that there was no problem with the paper.

However, as people involved in the incident, they could not convince other members of the extended family by providing such proof.

As a result, the Institute of Mathematics and Computing Technology in Beijing was at a loss, and the foreign affairs department next door had to send the letter in person.

In the letter, Ge Bi stated in a stern manner that there was no problem with the paper, and not only asked him to withdraw his report as a supervisor, but also asked him to apologize in the newspaper.

However, would Fujiwara Shimura be afraid?

More than a decade ago, did these people who once knelt in front of their father and begged for mercy really think that they could stand up again by establishing a new family and raising the flag?

I bother!

Kneel down for me!
Fujiwara Shimura grew up listening to his father's stories.

I have always dreamed that one day I would be able to show off my power next door with a bayonet.

There is currently no way to achieve this goal.

But in the international mathematics community, by making his neighbors feel the fear they felt more than a decade ago, he can be said to have restored the glory of his fathers.

Of course, the most important reason is to get real benefits.

Since his two articles were published in the Asahi Shimbun, they quickly caused a huge response in the country.

Those stubborn guys who live their daily lives think that Fujiwara Shimura is bringing honor to the family.

At the Imperial University's Faculty of Mathematics, at the suggestion of Professor Saito, he had already been awarded a large bonus in advance, and was praised as the best mathematician in the world.

The best mathematician. This is the title that Fujiwara Shimura has always dreamed of.

Therefore, Fujiwara Shimura simply ignored the reaction of the neighbor next door.

Not only that, after attending the celebration, he spread the manuscript paper on the table, picked up a pen, and began to write the third article.

"The Coward Who Gets Angry Out of Shame——Starting from the Letter from Next Door"

After looking at the impressive title, Fujiwara Shimura picked up his pen and continued writing:
"The Beijing Institute of Mathematics and Computing has responded that there is no problem with Li Aiguo's paper. Well, they are just as stupid as they were a decade ago."

"I'm not just making wild guesses, but more than a decade ago, the guy next door didn't even know what advanced mathematics was, but now a train driver can write a paper of this level? Do you think this paper is really okay?"

"The stupidity of the neighbors is well known. I just pointed it out and was asked to apologize! I will not apologize. Why should I apologize for revealing the truth and lifting the fig leaf of the neighbors!"

"I am fighting for the conscience of academia. If you agree with me, please stand with me!"

After writing this, Fujiwara Shimura wrote "Long live **" at the end. After hesitating for a moment, he sighed and crossed out "Long live **" again.

Now is not the time to shout this slogan.

Be patient for a few more years, and when the situation improves, I will plant the flag of "Long Live **" next door.

As his father's past power emerged in his mind, Fujiwara Shimura couldn't help but become excited. He signed his name at the end and put the manuscript into the envelope.

He picked up the phone and called the editorial department of the Asahi Shimbun. He smiled obscenely into the phone and said, "Ms. Matsushita, I have written another article. Yes, it is similar to the last one. I wonder if I can invite you to have a simple meal in Ginza tonight?"

"What? You have an appointment with the second son of the Mitsui family. Oh, I'm so sorry. I wish you a wonderful evening."

Although he failed to date the beauty, Fujiwara Shimura was not angry at all.

After all, the other party was asked out by someone from the Mitsui family.

The Mitsui family was the largest chaebol here decades ago. Although it disintegrated after the war, it retained most of its industries. The Mitsui family is a truly prominent family here.

For Fujiwara Shimura, it is an honor that the girl he likes is favored by someone from the Mitsui family.

Thanks to the guarantee of Professor Saito and some old professors of the Imperial University, the third article appeared on the front page of the Asahi Shimbun the next day after it was sent to it.

Fujiwara Shimura once again received many congratulations.

"Shimura-kun, you did a great job! Your father would be very proud of you if he knew about it."

"Oh my, I never thought that Li Aiguo next door is actually a complete academic scum. Shimura-kun, you have really cleaned up the garbage for the international mathematics community this time."

"It's really sad that they are next door. They have no research results at all, but they have come up with such a shameful way to get a chance to stand out."

"I fully support Mr. Shimura! The Mathematical Congress should be a stage for our Imperial University to show its talents."

hang up the phone.

Fujiwara Shimura was so happy that he went crazy.

This is really a good way to become famous.

At this time, the phone on the table rang again.

Clearing his throat, he picked up the phone.

"Hey?"

"It's me, Saito."

"Hello, Mr. Saito." The smugness on Fujiwara Shimura's face disappeared, and his expression became respectful.

"The Asahi Shimbun will send someone to interview you tomorrow in consideration of your courage to stand up and expose the other side's fraud."

hum!
Fujiwara Shimura's head was buzzing.

He can also accept interviews!

He's going to be famous!
Fujiwara Shimura ran out of the office excitedly. Seeing Kudo Shinichi coming out of the office next door, he grabbed Kudo Shinichi's arm and said, "Shinichi-san, I have to accept an interview with the newspaper. Come on, you accompany me to order two decent suits."

If the newspaper sends Miss Songzi for an interview, we must make a good impression on her.

Miss Matsuko is not only beautiful, but also the only daughter of the Matsuko family.

As long as he marries her, he can inherit Songzi's family property as a son-in-law, which means he can work less for decades.

As for the fact that Miss Matsuko had some kind of relationship with the Mitsui family, Fujiwara Shimura didn't care at all.

Sometimes, being able to take over is also a kind of happiness.

Kudo Shinichi's expression was very cold: "I'm sorry, I still have work to do."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

"This kid really has no manners. This is only in college. If it were in the navy..." Fujiwara Shimura was a little depressed. The spirit infusion stick in the navy was a good thing, why didn't they introduce it.

What he didn't notice was that Kudo Shinichi was holding a letter in his hand.

Kudo Shinichi rode his bicycle out of the Imperial University, sped along the streets of Tokyo, and arrived at the door of a fabric store.

When the owner of the fabric store saw him coming, he stuck his head out to look around, and when he saw that there was no one there, he closed the door.

"Shinichi-kun, what do you want this time?"

"Please send this letter to the old address." Kudo Shinichi handed the letter to the other party.

Shinichi Kudo didn't know the specific name of the owner of this fabric, he only knew that he was the secretary of JCP in Tokyo.

JCP used to be the fourth largest group here.

To JCP, Xiaomei's family symbolizes imperialism and evil, while the neighbor next door symbolizes life.

But in 1950, with the support of MacArthur, a major event was held here, and the JCP went underground.

Kudo Shinichi is not really a member of the JCP, he is just relatively close.

Later, because of his relationship with Chen Xiuyuan, he was able to send letters to the next door through the JCP channel.

The cloth shop owner was also aware of what was happening at the Imperial University. After receiving the letter, he said solemnly: "Comrade, thank you for your contribution to the cause of **."

The word "comrade" made Kudo Shinichi feel warm in his heart.

Perhaps, he should also consider his own identity.

These days, Li Aiguo feels like he is about to turn into a giant panda.

With the release of the third report by Asahi Shimbun, the paper incident also attracted domestic attention.

Major newspapers such as Renren Daily and Seinen Shimbun have criticized the Asahi Shimbun for its false reports.

For a time, the situation escalated further from a simple academic dispute to a fight between two families.

"Be patriotic. There's no good intention over there in the small days. I support you, buddy!"

"Don't worry, our Qianmen Locomotive Depot will always be your strongest backing."

"All researchers at the Red Star Computing Institute firmly stand on the side of Li Aiguo."

Yang Jizong from Gangcheng called specifically: "My patriotic brothers, we at Hextech also have a branch in Xiaorizi, and we have also established a relationship with the garrison at Xiaomei's home. We supply all the diapers at the garrison.

Just say a word and I can use a hundred diapers. No, no, no, just fifty diapers will be enough. Please ask a big man from Xiaomei's family to beat up that Shimura.

Don't worry, people like Shimura are most afraid of Xiaomei's garrison and will never dare to say a word."

After listening to this, Li Aiguo exclaimed in his heart, what a great guy.

Has Didi's proxy service already appeared in this era?

Also, why do the troops stationed at Xiaomei’s house need diapers?
Li Aiguo couldn't figure it out, and quickly shook his head and stopped Yang Jizong: "This matter is not between the two of us. It has now escalated to a higher level. Any action may give the enemy a handle, you understand."

"Really? Okay." Yang Jizong felt a little regretful. He had really been planning to beat someone up.

As a partner, the Huo family responded quickly. Little Huo called personally to express his support for Li Aiguo.

Lao Huo published an article in the newspaper in Hong Kong, calling on people there not to listen to one side only.

The bigger the matter gets, the more it gets.

Even the residents of the courtyard knew about it.

Look, Li Aiguo is riding his bicycle back to the courtyard from Beijing University.

As soon as I entered the door, a bag of peanuts and two five-pound carps appeared in front of me.

"Be patriotic, take it back and eat it!" The third uncle was very generous.

Li Aiguo raised his head and looked at the third uncle in surprise: "Are you confused because of the fever today?"

The big carp was caught by the third uncle, so that’s fine.

The bag of peanuts weighed five kilograms, but he exchanged it for national food coupons and planned to resell it to Zuojiazhuang.

The third uncle is a stingy person!
The third uncle adjusted the frame of his glasses, his expression very serious: "Patriotism, you are winning glory for the country. Although I am not very conscious and not in the organization, I know that without the big family, there is no small family. I have also experienced the years of war and witnessed the brutality of the Japanese devils."

He paused, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "Be patriotic, kill! them!" The old teacher actually swore, which shows his inner anger.

Although the third uncle is greedy for small gains, he is not confused about big things.

Li Aiguo felt warm in his heart, took the things, nodded and said: "Uncle, don't worry, I will never let the *** succeed!"

After hanging the things on the handlebars of the bicycle, Li Aiguo said goodbye to the third uncle and pushed the bicycle to the backyard.

The third uncle looked at Li Aiguo's back with burning eyes.

Yan Jiecheng came over from the side, pouted and said, "Dad, since you are so generous now, can I not hand over my salary this month?"

The third uncle turned around, looked at Yan Jiecheng, and said in a deep voice: "You pay an extra five dollars this month, which will just make up for the things I gave away."

"Ah?!" Yan Jiecheng opened his mouth wide.

Why should he be the one to pay in the end?
The enthusiasm of people in those days is unimaginable in later generations.

This kind of high-level matter has nothing to do with ordinary people.

They took this matter as their own.

Seeing Li Aiguo return home, Xu Damao, Liu Haizhong, Zhang Gangzhu and even several residents who had an average relationship with the Li family all came to express their support.

"Okay, everyone go back. Aiguo has to go to work, so let's not cause trouble for him." Seeing that it was getting late, Liu Haizhong stood up and drove the residents out.

Xu Damao wanted to get ahead but failed, and he suddenly felt a little disappointed.

Ever since Liu Haizhong's relationship with Li Aiguo improved, Liu Haizhong has shown signs of surpassing him.

"This guy Liu Haizhong wants to cling to the thighs of his patriotic brothers. He underestimates me, Xu Damao."

Damao walked towards home while muttering to himself.

As I walked to the pool, I heard a sound.

"I told you, how could Li Aiguo be a great mathematician? Now he's been exposed, right?"

Jia Dongxu has been sick recently and has been lying at home resting.

Well, today I finally got to go out and had a drink with some friends.

While drinking, his friend who dropped out of the literacy class told him a piece of gossip - a mathematician abroad has pointed out that there are problems with Li Aiguo's paper and that Li Aiguo has committed fraud.

This made Jia Dongxu very happy.

He was so happy that he got drunk.

As soon as he entered the gate, he heard Qin Huairu talking about Li Aiguo's meritorious service, and he couldn't help himself.

Qin Huairu was startled when she saw Jia Dongxu started talking nonsense, and she grabbed his arm and tried to pull him back.

"Dongxu, please stop talking about this. Aiguo is our people. How can you point your elbow at outsiders?"

It would have been fine if she didn't pull him, but after she did, Jia Dongxu became even angrier.

He shook off Qin Huairu's arm, pointed at her nose and said, "I know you still can't forget him in your heart. I tell you, I am your man.

What’s so good about Li Aiguo? He’s just a big liar, hahahaha, what great mathematician?”

"Snapped!"

Before Jia Dongxu could finish his words, he was slapped hard in the face.

He turned his head and saw Xu Damao retracting his slap and glaring at him.

"Sun thief, are you looking for death? Fine, this time grandpa will fulfill your wish!"

Jia Dongxu was already full of anger, and now after being slapped, he instantly became furious. He clenched his fists, ready to launch a wild boar charge to let Xu Damao know why the flowers are so red.

Xu Damao was not polite at all and kicked him directly in the stomach.

Compared with Jia Zhangshi, Jia Dongxu lacks some of the majesty of the old wild boar.

The Wild Boar Charge's skill proficiency was insufficient and its attack power was good, but it was negligent in guarding against it and was kicked in the stomach.

ou~
Xu Damao’s kick was very powerful.

Jia Dongxu felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He knelt on the ground with his body hunched over, tears streaming down his face. He vomited out all the cat urine he had drunk.

"Hey, Dongxu, are you okay?"

At this time, Yi Zhonghai and an old lady heard the noise and rushed over.

Seeing Xu Damao beating Jia Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai rushed over and stopped Xu Damao.

"Xu Damao, what are you doing? You deliberately beat up the residents. Do you want to go to the police station?"

Jia Dongxu relied on Yi Zhonghai's power. When he saw Yi Zhonghai coming, he immediately pointed at Xu Damao and said, "Master, Xu Damao beat me for no reason. You should arrest him immediately!"

Yi Zhonghai was ecstatic. This kid Xu Damao had been supposed to be dealt with a long time ago, but he had never found the chance. Now it was done for.

"Xu Damao, I saw you beat Jia Dongxu with my own eyes. Come on, come with me."

"Okay, when we get to the subdistrict office, I'll report to Director Wang."

To Yi Zhonghai's surprise, Xu Damao did not beg for mercy. Instead, he turned around and walked towards the street office.

Yi Zhonghai felt something was wrong, so he took a few quick steps and stood in front of Xu Damao.

"Xu Damao, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing. Just now Jia Dongxu scolded Li Aiguo for cheating, and I couldn't help it and hit him. I did make a mistake, I admit it, and I will accept the punishment now."

Xu Damao rarely admitted his mistake. Instead of feeling happy, Yi Zhonghai's head was buzzing.

The turmoil caused by Li Aiguo's paper had spread throughout the capital by then. Even the propaganda department of the steel mill specially convened a meeting to express support for Li Aiguo.

Whether there are problems with the paper or not is no longer important at this point.

In this situation, Jia Dongxu actually dared to stand on the side of Xiao Ri Sheng. Yi Zhonghai couldn't imagine what the result would be if Jia Dongxu's affairs were reported.

"Hey, hey, Damao, Damao. Don't be anxious."

Yi Zhonghai grabbed Xu Damao's arm and said, "Jia Dongxu is drunk and talking nonsense. Don't listen to him."

"What about the incident where I beat Jia Dongxu?" Xu Damao said coldly.

"You deserve to be beaten! If it weren't for you, Jia Dongxu would definitely be in trouble." Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth and nodded heavily: "You beat me well, and you beat me brilliantly!"

"So, Jia Dongxu has to thank me?" Xu Damao smiled.

Yi Zhonghai felt that something was wrong, but he nodded: "He should thank you."

"Thank you then."

"."

Looking at Xu Damao's smug face, Yi Zhonghai finally understood his plan.

If it were in the past, Yi Zhonghai would have sent Xu Damao to the street office by now, but now, one has to bow his head under someone's eaves!
Yi Zhonghai took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at Jia Dongxu with a stern face: "Dongxu, apologize to Xu Damao immediately."

"Master." Jia Dongxu felt very aggrieved. He thought he was at the same level as Li Aiguo, so how could he possibly apologize to Xu Damao.

"Dongxu, just listen to your master." Qin Huairu saw that Xu Damao was going to make a big deal out of it, so she had to step forward to persuade him, "If what you said just now gets out, you'll be in big trouble."

"Now Li Aiguo can't even speak up?" Jia Dongxu couldn't believe it.

Seeing that Jia Dongxu didn't understand the seriousness of the matter, Qin Huairu leaned over and whispered in his ear.

"Oh my god, this is how things turned out!" Jia Dongxu was shocked and sat down on the ground.

His friend only told him that Li Aiguo was accused of fraud by someone, but did not say that the person was a pervert.

Nor did they point out that there are so many press releases now appearing in domestic newspapers.

Jia Dongxu stood up reluctantly and nodded perfunctorily at Xu Damao: "Da Mao, I drank too much today. I'm sorry."

"You are not sincere, kid." Xu Damao wanted to press further.

The third uncle also arrived and stopped him: "Da Mao, forgive others when you can. Forget it. Don't make a big fuss about it and affect patriotic work."

After hearing this, Xu Damao let Jia Dongxu go and left humming a little tune.

Jia Dongxu stood there and sighed helplessly.

"In the past, only Li Aiguo could bully me, but now he can bully me just by his name. What the hell is this?"

He felt very depressed.

This world is so unfair.

Some are sad, some are happy.

Our Li Aiguo is very happy now.

After more than half a month of hard work, with the help of Professor Cheng and Professor Chen from the School of Mathematics at Jingcheng University and a group of young researchers, Li Aiguo finally came up with a complete version of the proof of the Poincare conjecture based on his previous ideas.

He carefully checked the draft, rubbed his sore wrist, carefully put the draft into the canvas bag, then stood up and prepared to go out.

Chen Xueru was breastfeeding her baby. Seeing this, she quickly stood up and said, "Brother Aiguo, are you going out so late?"

"The thesis issue is almost resolved, but there are still some minor problems. I need to go to Jingcheng University to talk to Professor Cheng and others."

Li Aiguo walked over and pinched Xiao Minghui's little face.

Xiao Xiaozhi was having dinner and was now disturbed. He looked a little unhappy and raised his head to squeak at Li Aiguo.

"You just like to tease children." Chen Xueru scolded, and quickly hugged Xiao Minghui, and told Li Aiguo: "I'll wait for you to come back."

"No, I might have to work all night tonight."

After saying that, Li Aiguo strode out of the house and pushed his bicycle out of the courtyard.

By the time Li Aiguo hurried to the Department of Mathematics at Beijing University, it had already become completely dark.

Professor Cheng was still busy in his office. He heard a knock on the door, opened it, and saw that it was Li Aiguo. He was startled at first, and then asked excitedly: "Aiguo, have you proved it?"

"I just solved the topological classification problem by using a unique technique to deal with the singularity in Li Aiguo's current and proved the existence of the solution through the entropy functional."

Before Li Aiguo could finish his words, he was interrupted by Professor Cheng: "Wait a minute, I have to inform Lao Hua and Lao Chen."

Professor Cheng hurriedly walked to his desk and grabbed the phone: "Lao Hua, come here quickly, the Patriotic Certificate is out!"

"Old Chen, great news! Aiguo has proved the complete version of the Poincare conjecture!"

(End of this chapter)