As usual, Lao Yangtou, the security guard of the library, came over at 6:30 and opened the door of the library. He went in alone to patrol each place and carefully checked each place. He could easily see a large table almost filled with books. Many books were placed in a mess. After passing around a pile of books, he saw a young man who looked like a student writing something quickly, and soon finished writing one piece of paper and another piece of paper.

Old Yang's eyes were wide open, unbelievable. He kept watching this for about a quarter of an hour. The boy breathed a deep breath, put the manuscript aside, and went to the chair. After a while, he started to snore.

Lao Yang has been working in the library of the Basics Department for ten years. This is the first time he has seen such a thing. Seeing the boy sleeping soundly, he really couldn't bear to disturb him. He walked to him quietly and slowly sorted out the messy books everywhere. After finishing the organization, he took a blank manuscript paper, wrote a few words hard, and then took away the manuscript paper that the boy put aside.

I didn't feel tired when I was focused. After I finished, I relaxed my mind. The feeling of fatigue that had been around for a night came. Liu Meng could not hold on to it. He just lay on the chair and fell asleep. It was not until half past eleven, but he rubbed his eyes and sat up.

The pleasure in my heart was so unspeakable that the Sitapan guess was really solved by me. It was so interesting and mysterious, and it was simply wonderful.

When I looked up, I saw that the books on the table in front were no longer there at this moment. I was shocked. When I looked again, the manuscripts on one side were gone. I was shocked. If the recorded manuscript was lost, such complex mathematical logic would be difficult to recall. I would have to finish reading so many books again.

Now I feel relaxed, and there is no way I did last night.

I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, my forehead was sweating rapidly, and I searched around and found nothing in the trash can. Then I saw a piece of paper in front of me, which read: Come 104.

I didn't understand who left the note for a while. I just wanted to get the manuscript as soon as possible, and ran downstairs with the paper.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong" knocked on the door.

Old Yang opened the door, recognized Liu Meng at a glance, and let him enter the room.

Seeing that it was an old man wearing a security suit, Liu Meng didn't care and asked anxiously: "Uncle, you took the manuscript next to me. If so, please return it to me. This is very important to me."

"The library is closed at 10 o'clock, and it is not allowed to stay, do you know?" No matter how impatient the young man was, the old man was slow and taught a lesson seriously.

"I know I'm wrong, and I'll never again next time." Liu Meng didn't want to bother him, so he immediately admitted his mistake and had a sincere attitude.

"If the students are like you, how can the library be managed and the books are arranged neatly? Don't tell me that those useless things are needed. If you want manuscripts, write a review, and let your counselor sign together." The old man had a stern face, looking selfless and ruthless.

Liu Meng was so anxious that he knew that he would be irrelevant to such an old man, so he had to go back and write a quick review, ensuring that he would not stay in the library anymore, and look for Li Xin directly.

Li Xin looked at the review, tapped his fingers on the table, and scolded: "It's so unreasonable. What are you doing in the library in the middle of the night? Can't you go to read books during the day?"

"Instructor, just sign it for me."

Li Xin lowered his voice and asked, "Is there any good book in the library? You can't read it during the day?"

He was really thinking wrongly, thinking that Liu Meng had discovered something good book that was inconvenient to read during the day, and he became curious for a moment.

"The innermost corner of Area C is full of good books, and I can't let it go at a glance. The instructor can go and read it next time. It's definitely good books." Liu Meng didn't know what Li Xin meant, so he said mysteriously.

Li Xin smiled knowingly, pretended to be a model and scolded him, and then signed the letter. Liu Meng ran to the library with the review letter. Old Yang took the review letter, put on reading glasses, and looked at it seriously.

After glanced and glanced over again, Liu Meng even suspected that he could not read.

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

After waiting for a while, the old man finally got his eyes open. He walked inside, took out a document bag and handed it to Liu Meng. His serious face relieved a little, and he reminded him: "Don't do this next time. Young man, it's better to have a night of physical health. Let's go."

Liu Meng took the fruits of fighting all night and felt like he had found a treasure, and couldn't help but kiss him.

After making a fuck while the iron is hot, continue to fight in the library, turn on the computer and start writing the paper, simplify the steps in the manuscript, and make it impossible for people to understand it for a while before it seems unfathomable. Try to omit the intermediate derivation steps.

Fortunately, my English proficiency has improved significantly now, so it is not difficult to write. I have referred to the common structure of several math papers and the foundation for writing English papers before. It took me less than six hours to complete the paper.

This can only be considered as the first step. Mathematics papers must also be questioned by many experts, especially propositions with great influence like the Sitapan conjecture. There will definitely be many great talents in the mathematics community who study this proposition to question and discuss.

After being questioned and published successfully, I stopped.

Finally finished writing, Liu Meng relaxed his body and felt very happy in body and mind. Although it is still impossible for this paper to be said to have no flaws, it is almost impossible for Du Yi to surpass him.

The wind blew away the supper like a cloud, so I hurried to tutor Zhou Shiyan, the little girl.

When I rushed to the Zhou family, the little girl had just returned, made a face at Liu Meng and started her homework obediently, which made Liu Meng very happy. As expected, an agreement was reached, and the little girl no longer resisted him. This was a good phenomenon.

It is rare to be leisurely and at ease. This time, Liu Meng brought his computer here and connected to the Internet. He directly submitted his paper to the authoritative magazine Symbol Logic. Last time he chatted with Kong Jidao, he mentioned this magazine and suggested that Liu Meng could refer to the articles in this magazine when he was thinking about the Sitapan conjecture.

After completing the delivery of this paper, I started to read two Chinese websites and updated two chapters first. The Dianniang Chinese website also exceeded 100,000 words, and the Fantasy Knife Book Alliance exceeded 110,000 words.

After browsing the web page for a while, a feeling of sleepiness swept over. I thought I had been focusing on mathematical reasoning for a day, and my brain was in an excited state and was not tired. After relaxing, the feeling of fatigue came directly. I rubbed my temples on both sides, and fell asleep on my stomach.

After a while, a rhythmic little snore started.

The little girl Zhou Shiyan soon realized that the hateful uncle was actually asleep. She was very dissatisfied with kicking the uncle who was like a dead pig, but the uncle slept too well and had no reaction.

There was still a little bit of homework that had not been finished. The little girl snorted angrily, put on her headphones, and the sound was loud, but she still felt that the snoring seemed to penetrate her ears and enter her mind. She always felt irritated.

He took off his headphones angrily, and looked at the guy who was sleeping soundly next to him, and his mouth was still covered with shiny saliva. He was so embarrassed that he felt a little evil smile on the little loli's face, which looked quite scary.

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Donggua, whose real name is Youdong, is only 19 years old, and is now the editor-in-chief of the four groups of Dianniang Chinese website. She is a genius and beautiful girl with a very personality and loves writing. In high school, she was immersed in the dreams of beautiful girls all day long and began to contribute to major magazines. She loves martial arts novels. After reading the novels of the masters, she naturally started to write them by herself.

He was one of the earliest generation of online literature enthusiasts, and he once worked with a group of masters who grew up in Tieba. In 2003, when he founded Dianniang Chinese Network, he specially invited him to join and became one of the founding elders.

Although he is young, his qualifications are old.

A pair of eyes are very vicious, and most of the works selected by her eyes will be popular.

It's time to get off work, but the beautiful girl hasn't finished reviewing today's manuscripts. According to regulations, after the work reaches 100,000 words, the editor-in-chief of each group must review it. Winter melon is famous for being serious and responsible.

It is definitely today's business, and I never procrastinate.

Moreover, she has a heartfelt love for online literature. With a total of 100,000 words, her second round of review is her favorite job. Just like choosing diamonds in gravel, she finds it very interesting and challenging.

I stretched out, took off my glasses, rubbed my eyes that were sore, and lay on the chair with a slanted edge. The lively bright short sleeves tightly wrapped around my upper body. The gullies on my chest were raised high, but my lower body was very casual shorts, revealing my white thighs, slender calves, and pretty little feet were hung with a pair of red flip-flops. The toenails were painted with bright colors. The long, slightly curly hair draped down, extending straight to the slender waist. There was a little dark red color in the middle of my hair, which looked youthful and beautiful.

He is slightly smaller, like a lazy kitten lying on a chair.

After a little rest, I got up and made a cup of coffee, and hurriedly sat back to continue working. I clicked on the next reviewed work in the background, and two words were noticeably revealed: "Reading to Ming".
Chapter completed!