Omnipotent Data

Chapter 349

Huh?

The topic of this paper?

Peterel frowned slightly, and his left hand holding the coffee hung directly in the air.

The BSD conjecture does not belong to Peterel's research field.

But as a mathematics expert with extensive experience, he naturally knows the proof process in the field of BSD conjecture.

Nine years ago, two mathematicians from Yingguo and Deguguo proved that the weak BSD conjecture was established when the analytical rank was 0. There has been no breakthrough in the field of BSD conjecture.

And this reason is not because there are too few mathematicians studying BSD conjecture.

As one of the seven mathematics conjectures of the millennium, coupled with the incentive of that one million dollars, how can there be fewer mathematicians devoted to this field?

As far as Peterel knows, the group of mathematicians standing at the top of the world's mathematics has no fewer than ten people whose research content includes BSD conjecture.

Among them, his old friend, Professor Michelle, who is currently the associate dean of the School of Mathematics at the University of California, Berkeley, is one of the top mathematicians who have been immersed in the field of BSD conjecture for more than a decade.

Now, seeing such a submitted paper titled "Proof of Weak BSD Conjecture When Parsing Rank is 1," Biddle will inevitably be a little surprised.

Even if he is not a veteran who is not a veteran of BSD conjecture, he knows clearly that once the proof process in the paper is verified to be correct, it will definitely promote the proof of BSD conjecture.

Set his mind, Professor Peter put the cup of coffee in his hand back to the table, and his eyes after the aging lenses showed a rare and serious look.

After skipping the title, he first looked at the author of the paper.

Fang Ruoyu, Cheng Nuo.

Chinese?

Peterel is not surprised.

The status of China in the world of mathematics is improving year by year, and with the rise of several Chinese mathematicians, this momentum has become more and more obvious.

Nowadays, several major mathematics countries headed by the United States and Yingguo are striving to improve their own standards and train outstanding mathematicians to avoid being caught up by China if they are not paying attention.

Peterel has always treated the Chinese mathematics community without any contempt, and treats the contributions of Chinese mathematicians the same as other countries.

Moreover, among the two, there is another name he sounds familiar: Fang Ruoyu.

He was invited to give lectures in China a few years ago, and had several conversations with Professor Fang, and felt deeply that this place in China is indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger.

But with the name Fang Ruoyu, Peter did not have any thoughts of contempt.

Perhaps this Chinese mathematician can really bring surprises to the entire mathematics world, maybe?

Peter was lost for a few seconds, then stopped hesitating and scanned the paper line by line.

Tick~tick~

On the side, the hour hand kept turning.

Peter was sitting on the bamboo chair on the balcony, studying the content of the paper very seriously, as if he had forgotten the passage of time.

And the mobile phone placed on the coffee table in the living room was buzzing, but Peter didn't notice it.

Time passed slowly, and the clock on the wall came to 3:30 in the afternoon.

Before he knew it, Professor Peter had been reading that paper for more than four hours.

It can be said that this has never happened since Peter served as a journal review editor.

On the balcony, he seemed to feel the soreness of his neck, and Peter was finally dragged back to reality from the essay full of formulas.

Peter moved his sore neck, raised his wrist, and glanced at the time.

"Is it past three o'clock in the afternoon? It's really addictive!" After saying this, Peter seemed to have thought of something. He hurriedly stood up, hurried to the living room, and picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table.

More than a dozen missed calls are displayed on the phone screen.

"Oh, mygod!" Peter patted his head with chagrin.

The better he was with his friends, he would have a dinner at noon this year, but he did not expect that he would indulge in the paper and completely forgot about it.

He called back, apologized for more than ten minutes, and paid the price of several large meals before he was forgiven by his friends.

Hanging up the phone, Peter took the phone and returned to the balcony, looking at the "culprit" on the computer screen, and smiled bitterly, "The charm of mathematics is really so addictive!"

Four hours is obviously not enough to read all of this 100-page paper. But Peter also saw almost two-thirds of the progress, and he also had his own judgment in his heart.

It can be said that this is the most amazing paper he has seen in the past six months.

Especially the calculation of the "Eisensteinseries theory" is simply a magic trick. When he saw this, he couldn't help but clap his legs and applaud!

What a smart brain is that would think of this breakthrough!

amazing!

Peterel suppressed his rapid breathing, picked up his cell phone, and dialed a phone number.

Professor Michelle of the University of California, Berkeley.

He is also his top mathematician who has studied BSD conjecture for more than ten years.

"Oh, Peter, why do you think of calling me? I'm working on a project with a few little guys now, but I don't have time to chat with you." Michelle asked with a smile after connecting.

Peterel continued, "My old friend, I am not calling this phone to chat with you. My time is also precious."

"Oh? What's the matter then?"

"I recently received a paper submission from two mathematicians from China."

"What does this have to do with me? I am not interested in the affairs of your magazine."

"No, you will be interested!"

"Ok?"

"The name of the paper they submitted is called the proof of the weak BSD conjecture when the parsing rank is 1." Peterel said leisurely, as if to say something insignificant.

"What?!" Professor Michele on the phone said in surprise. "That paper really proved the weak BSD conjecture?"

"I haven't read all ~www.readwn.com~ but from what I have read so far, the problem is not big." Peterel suppressed the feeling of wanting to show off in front of an old friend and spoke softly. "Do you need me to send you a copy of the paper? By the way, help me check it out."

Peter did not violate the rules by doing so. Sometimes, there are indeed some submitted papers, and it is impossible to judge whether the professional content in certain places is correct. At this time, you need to seek help from mathematicians who specialize in this field.

What's more, it is the proof process of a weak conjecture involving a certain seven conjectures.

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

It was a long time before Peter heard a sigh from there, "Send it to my mailbox."

"OK!" Peterel responded quickly.

When he hung up the phone, Peter remembered that he hadn't eaten lunch yet. He picked up his mobile phone and ordered a takeaway. Peter sat back in front of the computer, first sent a copy of the paper to Michelle, and then continued to browse the unfinished content. .

While watching, he sighed.