Jiang Fuyue got full marks.
All the rest are zero-light eggs.
Finally, Xie Dingyuan asked her: "Is there anything else you want to say?"
Jiang Fuyue thought for a while: "If there is a supercomputer, the results will be produced faster."
Everyone: "..."
Just like yesterday, after walking out of the examination room, the scores of more than 300 people were publicly displayed on the electronic screen.
First place, Jiang Fuyue, with a perfect score of 600.
Second place, Fanye, 500.
Gao Zhaoming and Huang Hui tied for third place.
So far, the Huaxia team has swept the top four in this year's IOI, and one of them scored a perfect score.
It is worth mentioning that Andre rushed to the eighth place, and the gold medal was stable.
"Congratulations." Xie Dingyuan held out his hand to her.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes, didn't shake her hand back, just patted the back of his hand lightly: "Professor Xie, your final question made me 100 points ahead of the second place, I'm curious, how do you feel now? "
"It's well deserved, it's well deserved."
"Is this a compliment?"
Xie Dingyuan: "Did I not make it obvious enough?"
Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips, and smiled slightly: "You're not bad either."
Being able to integrate the essence of PNP questions within the scope of the examination syllabus, selected all the contestants in the entire examination room to collectively protest, and the last move was to counter-kill, giving away "duck eggs" for free.
To say absolutely, it is him, Xie Dingyuan, who is even worse.
And all this is enough to leave a strong mark in the history of IOI development.
Decades or even hundreds of years later, computer enthusiasts will know that there was a Chinese biochemist named Xie Dingyuan in the long past. Yes, you heard it right, a biochemist!
This boss was invited by the organizer to give a final question for a certain IOI. As a result, only one contestant got a perfect score for this question, and the rest were wiped out.
"... How about it? Is it considered famous in history?" Jiang Fuyue stood still, turned around, put her hands behind her back, and smiled at him, with a hint of ridicule in her eyes.
Xie Dingyuan nodded, with no trace of embarrassment on his face.
"Sounds good," he said.
Jiang Fuyue clicked her tongue lightly, and heard him continue—
"Congratulations to you too."
"?"
"As the only one with a perfect score in the finale of this year's IOI, it stands out from the zero eggs of Qing Yishui and stands out. If my name can go down in history, you must be among them."
Jiang Fuyue: "So I have to thank you?"
The man replied: "You're welcome."
"..." Said you were fat, and you were panting.
Xie Dingyuan asked again: "What do you think about the PNP issue?"
Jiang Fuyue's eyes flashed: "What idea?"
"I read all the programming steps you just did."
Others only paid attention to whether the results of the test run were correct, and only Xie Dingyuan watched the whole process of her writing code.
Quick brain, quick eyes, quick hands—Jiang Fuyue is even better than he imagined.
Such excellence made his heart beat faster and he couldn't control it.
For a moment, he even felt that the girl was glowing all over.
And that kind of light made him touch, but he didn't dare to reach out rashly.
He could only warn himself over and over again—take your time, be careful!
"So?" The girl looked at him and smiled casually.
You see, so what
Xie Dingyuan pointed it out directly: "Continue to diverge along the line of thought, and perhaps the PNP problem will be broken in less than fifty years."
Some scientists once predicted that it would take at least fifty years or even longer for the PNP problem to be broken.
Jiang Fuyue: "What are you kidding?"
Xie Dingyuan: "How do you know that the joke won't come true? Didn't Grigori Perelman, a mathematician from country E, prove the Poincaré conjecture?"
Jiang Fuyue told him calmly: "Grigori Perelman is an internationally renowned mathematician, but I am just a high school student. Professor Xie thinks highly of me."
Xie Dingyuan took a deep look at her: "Why, do you think the PNP problem cannot be solved within fifty years?"
Jiang Fuyue did not respond.
Xie Dingyuan: "Reliable news, the 'Navier-Stokes existence and smoothness' problem is about to be broken, and two of the seven millennium problems have been solved. Does that mean that it is not far from solving the PNP problem? "
The girl frowned, and her eyes gradually became vigilant: "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Xie Dingyuan didn't miss the defense in her eyes, and smiled bitterly in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face: "Maybe... I can not only be an academic tutor, but also try to be a life tutor?"
Jiang Fuyue wanted to laugh, but held back, she let out a long "Oh~", "So you used me as a training object."
The man is serious: "I think we're friends."
Jiang Fuyue remained calm: "My friend... It seems that I misunderstood and thought you wanted to be my life mentor."
A bright light flashed across Xie Dingyuan's eyes quickly, but he was forcibly suppressed soon.
He wants to, really wants to! Super super want!
But we can’t say it now, we have to plan slowly and slowly…
"So, now, can you tell me what you really think?" Xie Dingyuan was stubborn and rigorous when talking about academics, which made him look serious and professional.
For the first time, Jiang Fuyue discovered the charm and value of this man as "Professor Xie".
Even though he still maintains his haughty posture and cold eyes, it seems that he is not so annoying...