Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

At the time when the outside world was talking, Lu Zhou, who was in retreat, turned a deaf ear to the voices of those discussions.

The research was not as smooth as he expected, but he was still full of confidence in the final result.

If the ns equation is likened to a maze, his distance from the end point is only a wall away, and it is only a matter of time to get around it.

Only the last seven days remain until the end of the month.

Research has entered the most critical link.

Yes or no, it only lies in a very delicate interval.

At this time, there is no need to wait any longer.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Zhou put the phone on the table, turned on the timer, and set a countdown of 168 hours.

While pressing the OK button, he closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the perceptual color had faded from the dark pupils, and the rest was pure and cold reason.

This sensory enhancement does not stem from the enhancement of computing power or the consolidation of logical thinking, but the purest and most direct amplification of digital intuition.

At this moment, as if all figures are his partners, all images are abstracted into geometric figures ...

This long-lost feeling, Lu Zhou is too familiar.

If mathematics is the language of God.

Then at this moment, within this ten square sphere, he is the omnipotent God!

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On the last day of the deadline for submission of papers for the imu conference, the sky was overcast, and it was pouring rain before dawn.

It rained till morning, but there was no rest.

Holding an umbrella, Willa came to Princeton University's classroom as usual, fulfilled the duties of teaching assistant, and helped Lu Zhou substitute.

Although I regret that I haven't met Professor Lu several times this semester, the students are still very fond of this assistant teacher sister who has a high value and knowledge.

Especially after confirming Kakutani's conjecture, Willa's popularity among these undergraduates has skyrocketed, and many students who have not taken a number theory course will come here to take classes.

To the end of the class, as usual, Vera left time for the students to ask questions.

At this time, an Asian girl with long black hair raised her hand and asked.

"Miss Puyoui, has Professor Lu Zhou's research come to fruition?"

University students may not pay attention to the IMU conference, but Princeton is not an average university after all.

Especially for those students who have taken the hell-level course of number theory, their expectations for the future are usually to enter the advanced research institute to study pure mathematics, and it is normal for them to pay attention to the development of imu conference.

It is for this reason that this girl asked almost everyone's mind in the classroom.

Everyone is very curious, at what stage has Professor Lu's research on the ns equation gone?

Facing those curious sights, Vera hesitated for two seconds, and finally shook her head slightly.

"I don't know. I'm afraid that only you Professor Lu can answer this question."

Another tall curly boy raised his hand and asked.

"Miss Puyui, do you think he can successfully answer the question of the existence of a solution to the ns equation?"

Hearing this question, Vera answered without thinking. "of course can."

The Asian girl who asked earlier asked curiously, "Why?"

Facing that curious sight, Vera smiled slightly, and the lesson plan in her hand was stunned on the multimedia desk.

Afterwards, she continued in a determined tone.

"Because I believe he can."

This is not due to some mathematical logic, it is purely a belief in someone.

Of course, this belief is not unreasonable.

Whether it's a lecture at Berkeley, a proof of Kakutani's conjecture now, or a 45-minute report from the upcoming International Congress of Mathematicians ...

Everything she has now, everything she can do, for the one who used to sit alone in the corner of the report venue, the one who can only look up to the world on the report platform with longing eyes, the one who can only use spare time The next time I delve into those interesting issues, I can hardly imagine.

All of this is like a miracle.

She believed that he who could bring this miracle and strength to himself was omnipotent.

Just then, the rain stopped suddenly.

The sun passed through the gaps of the dark clouds, drawing a colorful track in the air.

The land boat under the same sky as Princeton also saw the rainbow.

I don't know when I stopped the pen in my hand, and looked at the boat outside the window quietly, looking at the rainbow that suddenly appeared.

In the stillness after the rain, the smile of his tight mouth suddenly evoked a smile, and his pupils, which had been filled with pure reason, gradually returned to the original sensibility.

At this time, the screen of his mobile phone, which was placed at the corner of the table, turned on again, and a ringing timer sounded.

Turning off the alarm, Lu Zhou picked up the phone, unlocked the screen, and saw dozens of missed calls hanging on the screen.

Some of these calls came a week ago or some of them just recently.

Now he has enough time to handle these calls ...

Select the number with the most incoming calls, and Lu Zhou dialed back.

As soon as the phone was connected, an anxious voice came from the phone.

"Oh God, if you don't answer the phone again, I might have to drive into your house and knock on the door. Do you know what day it is?"

For a long time, Professor Fefferman has a very easy-going feeling. This is the first time that Lu Zhou has met. It turns out that he also has a violent side.

Moved the phone half an inch away, Lu Zhou thought for a while, and answered in uncertain tone: "Walmart supermarket fruit promotion?"

Fefferman: "..."

The moment I heard this sentence ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he almost vomited blood without being angry.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the impatience in his heart, Fefferman almost shouted to the phone.

"Deadline deadline! Deadline for conference submissions! According to the requirements of this imu conference, invited reporters must make the report public two months ago, and upload the dissertation within one month after confirming the report content ... seriously, Do n’t you forget about it? ”

"How could I have forgotten this," Lu Zhou said haha, and continued embarrassedly, "... but I remember, can't I postpone my paper upload?"

Silent for a while, Professor Fefferman sighed: "... change the report, there is still a chance."

Although it is possible to postpone the deferral, he does not think it makes sense.

Instead of acknowledging your failure until the last second, correct your mistakes from now on.

Anyway, in addition to the ns equation, he has many other results that can be reported at the report.

However, Lu Zhou obviously did not appreciate it.

"Why change?"

The phone was silent for a minute or so.

With a tremor in his voice, Professor Fefferman asked in an unbelievable tone.

"... you solved it?"

"The ns equation cannot be solved, at least for now we can't find a general solution to it," said Lu Zhou, smiling while holding his cell phone in his hand. When Professor Fefferman's mood fell to the bottom, he used affirmation The tone continued, "But I can tell you responsibly that its solution exists and is smooth!"

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