C62 An Unusual High School Student

In the office of the vice president of the Yanjing Mathematical Research Institute, Academician Soong Baoguo is sitting in front of his desk. His eyes were bloodshot and his hair was messy. His clothes were covered with black ink, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for a few days.

In fact, it was the truth. Like Wang Xuecai, he hadn't closed his eyes for two days and nights.

In these two days