Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

上午 The fifth morning of the academic exchange meeting.

A man in a suit walked quickly to the door of Room 306, politely reached out and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Lu Zhou, your report will begin soon. Is it convenient for you now?"

There was a noise in the room.

Soon, a voice came.

现在 "Now? Isn't my report afternoon?"

The suit man's expression was a bit subtle and awkward, and he coughed softly. He continued: "To be precise, an hour later, because of a small accident, a Belgian reporter temporarily canceled the submission due to a schedule problem. Thesis, our lecture schedule is temporarily adjusted ... Have you not read the email? "

The room was silent for a while, and an impatient sigh came.

"... wait for me to take a bath."

The conference staff was relieved.

"We are sorry for the inconvenience caused ... Also, please don't wash it too long."

Uh ...

In the lecture hall No.1, in the room which is slightly larger than the stepped classroom of Jinling University, there were crowds of people under the stage, and there were about two or three hundred people. Among them are little known personalities, and there are no shortage of academic bulls.

For example, Professor Pierre Deligne, the proud pupil of the late Mathematics emperor Grothendieck, such as Professor Wang Pingping from Yanjing University ...

I may be because of the poor state of mind. On the podium standing on the podium, the mood is unexpectedly calm, there is no tension at all, or the stage fright above it.

Xu righted the microphone, Lu Zhou sorted out his speech, and after seeing the "you can start" gesture given by the conference staff, he slowly spoke.

"Everyone should have read my thesis. According to the arrangement of the conference group, the content of this report today should be a study of the distribution law of Mason prime numbers ... but because of the wayward schedule of the conference group, Reports that should have appeared in the afternoon have been moved to the morning, so please allow me to make a small wayward request. "

I paused for a moment, Lu Zhou looked at the staff of the meeting group next to him, "Can you help me hang a white board on it?"

The staff of the conference team hesitated and hesitated, "No problem, but the projection effect of the projector on the whiteboard is very poor, and the people behind may not see it."

"Just give me another pen," Lu Zhou glanced at the projector, "this thing can be turned off."

Many people on the stage are talking head-to-head and talking about it. I don't know what Lu Zhou is going to do.

The staff of the conference conference team were also curious, but it was clear that they had not met the stranger requirements of the "geniuses" more than once or twice, so they soon followed suit and dragged a white board from the classroom next door.

Received the marker from the staff of the conference team, Lu Zhou nodded and said "thank you", then turned to face the whiteboard, took a deep breath, closed his eyes to enter the system space, and opened the inspiration time.

The last hour.

He will be here to complete the final proof!

Opened his eyes, Lu Zhou raised his pen.

On the whiteboard, I wrote the first line of calculations ...

When Lu Zhou meticulously wrote the certification process, the atmosphere in the venue was agitated.

I did n’t even say a word, and I did n’t even let the PPT go. For those novices who participated in the first few academic conferences, it was really unfriendly.

的 The two student-like people sitting in the back row packed up and quietly exited.

The duration of the academic conference is only a few days, and there are only a few lectures that can be heard. These thirty minutes are very important for the reporter and also for the audience.

As for the big cows who often participate in various academic conferences, they have seen more, and the expressions on their faces have not changed. They focus on the results of the reporter, not the reporter ...

陆 When Lu Zhou wrote the tenth line of calculation, Professor Deligne, who was originally expressionless, suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Twisted legs changed their posture, looking at the assistant teacher next to him, and whispered, "Is the notebook with me?"

The assistant tutor stunned, quickly took out his notebook and pen, "Take it."

"Thank you."

Holding the notebook on his lap, Deligne stared at the lines of calculations on the white board, his eyes gradually became serious.

At the same time, sitting on the other side of the conference hall, Mr. Wang Jiping was staring at the whiteboard.

Although he is old, even with glasses, it is not easy to see the contents on the white board, but he still looks very seriously and carefully.

Sitting next to him, Yanda's academic exchange team consists of three undergraduates, a graduate student and a doctoral student. Among them are the students he brought with him, and some of his old friends entrusted him to bring them to the world.

Staring at the white board in front of him, Wei Wen frowned: "Sift? What does he want to do?"

Yes.

What does he want to do ...

Mr. Wang Wang is thinking about this problem.

But when he saw the tenth line of calculations, his cloudy eyes narrowed momentarily, and then he opened an unbelievable trace.

I saw here, he probably guessed.

But I can't believe it ...

He is going to challenge the world's problems here? Prove the twin prime conjecture! ?

I'm either crazy or crazy ...

"... sieve method? He is proving Goldbach's conjecture of the second formulation? No, no, this step ..." Molina stared at the whiteboard, her nib poking at the notebook in her hand, and the sapphire pupil flashed incredible. "The essay published by Professor Zellberg in the" Journal of Mathematics "in 1995 was a supplementary study of topological methods on sieve theory ... he was challenging the twin prime conjecture!"

陆 When Lu Zhou wrote the twentieth line of calculations, 30% of the people in the venue already understood what the reporter on the stage wanted to do.

As for the rest, it doesn't matter if they don't understand.

The academic conference itself is open-ended. The only difficulty is that the papers of the conference are submitted and invited. There is no high threshold for registration. Rather, the organizer wants you to come and send money. After all, the registration fee is not cheap.

And step back 10,000 steps, even if there is no registration does not matter much.

This semi-open academic conference, although the conference team has issued admission tickets, but come to the lecture and do not check this stuff. So many people who did not sign up did not prevent them from coming to the lecture and discussing mathematical problems with the "posters" of academic posters.

The only difference is that they can't post their own posters, they can't stay in the Princeton Hotel that is reserved, and they can't participate in the cocktail party on the first and last day.

文 Wei Wen staring at the whiteboard and holding the pen tightly suddenly said, "Vinogradov's three prime number theorem?"

教授 Professor Wang Xiping nodded: "Yes."

Wei Wen could not help asking: "Professor ... what does he want to do?"

教授 Professor Wang Xiping smiled: "Haha, can't you see?"

Wei Wen looked dignified and shook his head.

"Then continue watching." Professor Wang Daiping sighed, looked at the white board on the stage, nodded approvingly, and sighed softly, "It seems that this old Tang, brought a good seed ... Twenty years, I can look forward to it. "

I didn't notice the movement in the venue. Lu Zhou's attention was all focused on the whiteboard. The speed of one stroke by one stroke was not fast, but he was extra cautious and extra hard.

The time passed by one minute and one second, the staff of the conference team standing by the side constantly looked at the watch.

Finally, with five minutes left, the staff member in a suit coughed when he saw that the QA session had not yet begun, reminding him on a routine basis.

"Five minutes left. Ask the speaker to control the time."

Lu Zhou stood unmoved in front of the whiteboard, writing with a marker in his hand, as if he hadn't heard it. UU Reading Book www.uukanshu.com

He has completely shielded him from outside interference, and even the Chinese reminders may not be heard at this moment, let alone the English that has been translated by the brain.

Finally, five minutes passed.

The two members of the conference team exchanged their gazes and were ready to come to the stage to remind the speaker who had forgotten the time and occasion.

However, at the moment when one of the staff members just came to power, a loud but clear voice came from the first row of the venue.

"Let him continue."

I speak with Pierre Deligne.

When I saw the big brother, the staff member gave a subconscious counsel.

However, due to his duties, he was still embarrassed and explained to the big man: "But the next report will start soon ..."

Putting the notes aside, he slowly got up, Professor Deligne looked back behind him, and slowly said, "The next lecture will be temporarily adjusted to the spare lecture hall No. 4. You can go first. "

The voice fell.

Ten seconds passed and no one moved.

No one wants to move.

Those who can't understand, have already left the field long ago, and won't sit until now.

The remaining people not only understood what the reporter was doing, they even saw a little bit of the way.

挑战 Challenge the world-class mathematical conjecture at the lecture site?

Those who dare to do this are either geniuses or lunatics!

If what is going to happen next is not a big joke, then they sitting here at this moment are witnessing the arrival of a great and great moment.

无论 Either way, it's a cool thing for the "arrogant" Princeton ...