Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The pen on the blackboard stopped.

The narrated voice stopped.

The audience in the audience stunned.

From an hour ago, Lu Zhou's hands had not stopped, so that he stopped suddenly, and everyone felt uncomfortable for a while.

However, everyone can understand that after all, everyone has a bad state, especially when some old professors who have reached the age make a report, and talk about dozing off has happened. What's more, the report meeting of such a major mathematical proposition is not only a test of academic mathematics level and expression ability, but also a considerable test of a person's psychological endurance.

In silence, everyone waited quietly for him to continue speaking.

however……

A minute passed.

Five minutes passed.

Lu Zhou on the stage still stood there motionlessly, staring frowningly at the full blackboard, as if thinking about something.

Seeing that he did not respond for a long time, the audience in the venue began to sit still.

Why haven't you moved yet?

Are you stuck?

Or ... find yourself wrong?

Many people turned their attention to gloat, and many people paid attention. It is quite possible that such a report of major mathematical conjectures will be unexpected. After all, this kind of challenge to the monument of human mind cannot be successful every time.

However, no one expected that the problem did not lie in the final questioning session, but in the stage of explanation.

It feels like ...

Stuck yourself with your own logic.

Hearing the shattered commotion in the audience seat, I foresee something big news, and the reporters standing behind the auditorium immediately secretly pointed the camera at Lu Zhou, giving a close-up of his side facial expressions .

For the people who eat melons, it is never too big to see the excitement.

Offstage, President Xu and Dean Qin, as well as several teachers in charge of the field work, were anxious like ants on a hot pot. The staff standing next to them were at a loss, not knowing whether to go up to remind him to pay attention to the time, or just watching him beside him.

Dean Qin couldn't help but hold his fist and whispered, "What is he doing, isn't it necessary to prove it!"

He has read the thesis and understood it, and it only takes a few steps to conclude that the solution to the Young Mills equation exists. However, I don't know if it was forgotten or what, Lu Zhou stood there, facing the blackboard ... and started to stay?

Looking at the motionless Lu Zhou standing on the stage, Han Mengqi standing at the corner of the auditorium was full of worries, and the right hand resting on his chest tightened unconsciously, praying silently for him in his heart.

Lin Yuxiang standing next to her looked at her, a stunned expression appeared on her face, and soon there was a meaningful smile on the corner of her mouth, wondering what she was thinking.

At the same time, the audience was seated.

Sitting in the corner of the auditorium, staring at the contents of the blackboard, Academician Wang Shicheng frowned slightly.

No problem in thinking.

At this step, the subsequent process is actually very simple, even with a clear sentence to end, quickly pass the rest of the ppt, and directly announced that there is no problem in entering the questioning section.

For an internationally renowned scholar, others will not ask him to make every step clear without any detail. All he needs to answer are some controversial points.

As Academician Wang recombed the process on the blackboard in his heart, the man with glasses sitting next to him murmured gloatingly: "This is ... stuck? In the presence of so many people, this Lu Zhou was afraid it would be difficult to step down. "

Wang Shicheng gave him an unhappy look and whispered, "Shut up."

After being reprimanded by Wang Shicheng, the man closed his mouth and stopped talking.

After all, this big man who has been the chairman of the Chinese Mathematical Society may not be particularly famous in the international community, but he is quite well-known in the domestic academic community.

At the same time, the auditorium is on the other side.

Looking at the back of the boat in front of the blackboard, Witten glanced at Professor Deligne next to him, and cast him a questioning look.

"Is there something wrong?"

Deligne frowned, not speaking.

Fefferman's eyebrows were also tightly locked, as if thinking about something.

As for Wiles, there was nothing to worry about, but he smiled indifferently, and answered Wyten's question with a cheerful smile: "Maybe the idea is stuck. When I was studying Fermat's Last Theorem, I've been in the same situation, and I understand his situation at this moment ... Just a moment. "

When he researched Fermat's Theorem that year, he failed to break through the results of Iwasawa's theory first, and then switched to the Kolivarkin Fletcher method. As a result, he found that the method was special for a class of questions when answering Professor Kez Euler had serious problems, and even led him to abandon his claim to successfully prove Fermat's Last Theorem.

Until one day eight months later, he suddenly thought of the Iwasawa theory that he had given up, and came up with the idea of ​​not combining Iwasawa theory with Kolyvagin Fletcher's method. In the end, the results were quite satisfactory. This is how the problem was solved. Wiles therefore survived, patched the loopholes in the thesis, and concluded the Fermat theorem.

Talking, Wiles whispered how he was inspired by his daughter's blocks, how desperate he was, and how bright the sun was in the morning Barabara ...

Of course he does have bragging rights.

As far as conjecture is concerned, the proof of Fermat's Last Theorem is known as the most brilliant mathematical achievement of the 20th century.

However, almost thirty years have passed.

Listening to his muttering, Deligne looked expressionless and ignored him.

Fefferman reached out and poked Witten, who was sitting next to him.

Whitten looked at him, and cast his gaze at the inquiry.

"what happened?"

"I've heard another version," Fefferman pointed to Wiles, sitting next to Deligne, "the last time he told me this story, it was about his wife's breakfast . "

Witten: "..."

Ten minutes passed.

Standing on the platform, Lu Zhou still had no movement.

Just when everyone began to wonder if he was asleep while standing, the boat on the platform suddenly moved.

And ~ www.readwn.com ~ moved in an unexpected way ...

I saw that he picked up the eraser from the side, wiped all the lines on the blackboard in front of everyone, and then took the chalk with everyone staring dumbfounded, and scratched on it. A few lines of new calculations were written.

At the moment when he saw those lines of expressions, Fefferman's pupils contracted slightly, as if he had foreseen something, but couldn't believe it.

However, Lu Zhou's actions seemed to confirm his hunch.

I saw the last write.

Lu Zhou stopped writing and turned around, gently throwing the chalk in his hand on the multimedia desk.

After a few seconds of silence, he spoke in front of everyone.

"I solved it."

After all, in a panic, all the audience in the auditorium were left, and Lu Zhou turned and walked towards the stage.

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