3824: C3824 Grandma Wang Sold Melons and Boasted

C3824 Grandma Wang Sold Melons and Boasted

"I was talking about the specific algorithm for the HIT algorithm."

"Next, I want to talk about the false code in the algorithm..."

"1G: = STOFPES...

"2 Future Gdo..."

... ""

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

Ten lines, twenty lines, thirty lines...

Jon Cleenberg's right hand was constantly on the whiteboard. In the blink of an eye, the five whiteboards were filled with codes.

Charles Robert saw that the situation was not looking good and quickly waved his hand at the staff.

The latter carried a few more whiteboards onto the stage.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes...

In the blink of an eye, more than half an hour had passed.

Finally, after 45 minutes after the report started, Jon Cleenberg's movements finally slowed down.

"A (U) = A (U) / N [A (Q)] 2; H (V) = H (V) / N [H (Q)] 2..."

"With a bang, Mark's pen slipped from Jon Cleenberg's hand.

However, Jon Cleenberg did not bend down to pick it up. Instead, he straightened his chest and looked around. He said in a clear voice, "This is all my proof."

"Professor, please give the instructions..."

Instruction?

Directions my ass!

They really had nothing to give.

After all, the process of Join Cleenberg's debate was too profound.

Even they were a group of scholars and professors who were full of poetry.

At this moment, they were also a little confused.

"Pa..."

At this moment, a loud clapping sound came from the auditorium.

He turned around and saw Qin Luo standing up.

He waved his hands.

A round of applause came from between his palms!

Qin Luo was applauding for Jon Cleenberg.

What did this mean?

This meant that Jon Cleenberg's argument was completely correct.2

For a moment, everyone no longer hesitated. They all stood up and clapped together with Qin Luo.

"Bang, bang, bang ~"

In an instant, the applause that was like a drizzle instantly turned into thunder.

The applause was very loud, as if it was going to tear open the roof.

In the midst of this huge applause, Jon Cleenberg walked down from the reporting platform and walked straight towards Qin Luo.

"Professor Qin, I'm looking forward to your report." Jon Cleenberg said with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I promise I won't let you down." Qin Luo replied with a smile.

It was like a needle in a haystack!

Everyone's attention was focused on Qin Luo.

Jon Cleenberg had already taken out The King's Bomb.

They were very curious about what kind of theory Qin Luo would come up with to deal with it.

If Qin Luo's theory was slightly inferior, then the winner of this year's Nathaniel Award, as expected, would be Jon Clegg.

However, the ideal was very full, and the reality was very bone-deep. The next person to report was not Qin Luo.

And Peter Seur.

Under everyone's gaze, Peter Seur stepped onto the report desk.

Unlike Jon Cleenberg, Peter Seur did not have any superfluous words.

He glanced at everyone and went straight to the point. "Everyone, the topic I brought this time is Xiu-Er's algorithm!"

Xiu-Er's algorithm?

Everyone was stunned when they heard the word.

Peter Xiu-Er? Xiu-Er's algorithm?

Was she bragging?

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