Lin Feng's life should have been ordinary, until an accident brought him to the verge of death. His brain seemed to have broken free of some kind of shackles, and the whole world turned into endless numbers, formulas and logical chains in his eyes.
The once obscure textbooks became as clear as palm prints.
The competition that was once out of reach has become a game within his reach.
The conjecture that was once regarded as a chasm was his staircase leading to the palace of truth.
From the "idiot" who is at the bottom of the school to the dark horse in the competition that attracts the attention of the whole province; from the legend of China's top universities to the youngest giant in the world's science hall.
He used a pen and a scrap of paper to fight against the doubts of the entire academic community.
He uses human emotions to embrace the cold truth; he uses a mortal body to touch the limits of thought.
When Lin Feng stood on the podium for the Nobel Prize, there was only one thing he wanted to say:
"Everything I do is just to make the world a little clearer in our eyes."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
