Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The sky was dark and the experimental building was still brightly lit.

Professor Lu Tang's office, Lu Zhou knocked on the door and walked in.

In fact, before he came here, he knew what Tang was looking for for himself.

Just now, he flipped from the mailbox to the manuscript letter of the editorial department of Mathematical Chronicle. Judging from the date, the letter arrived two days ago, but he missed it.

But, what Lu Zhou couldn't believe is that his paper was published so quickly, as if the Chronicle of Mathematics was more anxious than him.

I was so flattered that he could have such a big face in his dissertation.

Upon entering the door, Professor Tang put down his pen and looked at the graduate student facing the computer.

"Xiao Wang, go and pour a glass of water for your brother."

The graduate student named Xiao Wang pushed his glasses and said nothing, stood up.

Lu Zhou hurriedly said, "No, I'll do it myself."

"No, no, please let me come," said the graduate student named Xiao Wang, who indiscriminately laid a tea cup on the coffee table, picked up the electric teapot and poured water, respectfully, "deliver tea to the big brother."

"Thank you ..."

He looked at the full tea cup with wailing and smirking, and Lu Zhou had to take his kindness.

I sat down on the sofa, and Lu Zhou saw the magazine next to the tea cup, which was the latest issue of the original English edition of Chronicle of Mathematics. And the thirty-three pages spread out, Lu Zhou recognized it at a glance. This is the paper he wrote--

"Discussion on the distribution law of Mason prime numbers and the proof of Zhou's guess"

"Did you write this dissertation on the Chronicle of Mathematics?" Professor Tang asked with a serious face sitting behind his desk.

"Yeah." Lu Zhou nodded, and gave Tang a strange look.

Who else am I?

Wu Jinda, is there anyone else called Lu Zhou?

The two graduate students in Lu's office took a breath, looked at Lu Zhou, and were convinced in capitals.

I deserve to be regarded by the old Tang!

Proved that world-class mathematical problems are so calm and calm.

Instead, they themselves, let alone prove that the world-class mathematical problems, is to write a manuscript in the core journals, and have to celebrate it cheerfully, holding the school bonus, and ask a few friends to go out for a meal.

"..."

Lu Zhou's calmness made Professor Tang not know what to say.

I honestly, when he saw this paper, he was aggressive.

Aggression is not directed at the paper itself, but the person who published it.

He never thought that this boy could really study something in the Mason prime, even holding the plan to let him touch a gray nose and then retreat ...

The result ...

Who knows, this kid has not only made achievements in this field.

And threw a deep-water bomb into the entire field of number theory ...

"... Your accomplishments in the field of number theory have exceeded my imagination. I originally thought your talents were in the field of functionals. Now it seems I'm looking away." Professor Tang shook his head. "I have brought so much in my life Student, you are the highest in terms of talent. "

I don't just look away.

He didn't understand.

In theory, a person's energy should be limited. East and west sticks have always been a taboo for learning, but this taboo does not seem to apply to this kid.

In my opinion, there is indeed a genius who can ignore common sense in this world.

Lu Zhou was a little embarrassed when he was exaggerated. He laughed twice, and said modestly, "Professor Tang, you have won the prize. I was suddenly inspired when I was amateur, not as exaggerated as you said."

"Ha ha."

Lao Tang's voice was unsettled and hesitated, and suddenly Lu Zhou didn't know what to say next.

He shouted, apparently sneered at the hypocrisy that he got cheap.

Old Tang is still old Tang, his eyes are too poisonous!

At this moment, the office door was suddenly opened.

Two people walked in one after the other.

Lu, who is walking behind, is the director of the Yingshui Department. The old man Lu Zhou walking by does not know, but it looks like he is staring at him as he stares straight at himself.

As soon as he entered the door, Director Lu had just prepared to call Lao Tang, but he saw Lu Zhou sitting on the sofa, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he hurried forward to ask.

"Did you prove Zhou's conjecture ?!"

Lu Lu looked at the excited Director Lu and nodded: "Yes ... is there a problem?"

Director Jairus has not spoken yet. The old man next to him smiled and spoke first.

"No problem, I have read your paper and it proves that the process is quite outstanding and indeed deserves the praise of Professor Deligne."

Praise?

Deline?

Who?

Lu Lu was aggressive.

I was shocked by the two graduate students in the office.

Deline!

的 The Viscount captured by the King of Belgium himself! The prover of Wey's conjecture!

Professor Tong Tang coughed, "Xiao Wang, pour a glass of water for the two professors."

Xiao Wang stood up silently and walked to the cupboard where the tea set was placed.

陌生 The strange old man smiled and said, "Donald, don't be so polite, I just come here and turn around, and leave in a while."

"This is the President Qin of our hospital." Looking at Lu Zhou with a grim expression, Director Lu introduced it with a smile.

Lu Zhou came back to God and immediately stood up: "Good dean."

"Hello, hello, don't be polite, sit down." Dean Qin looked at Lu Zhou and nodded in approval. "Speaking of which you are, Lu Zhou. I wanted to see you some time ago, but I was met by Norwegian mathematics The academic conference was delayed, and we only returned from Norway last week. "

"When I was in Norway, I talked to Mr. Newman about the linear functional paper you posted a few months ago. He spoke highly of you and told me that you can be in the latest five years. Groundbreaking results have been achieved in this field. I did not expect this day to come so fast, so suddenly, I just returned from Norway, and you have done such a spectacular event, and it is also a field of number theory that is completely different from functionals. . "

At the end, Dean Qin sighed softly and said with a smile, "Sure enough, we old men are becoming less and less useful. Prove these mathematical conjectures, we still have to count on you, the younger generation."

"Dean Qin, you speak a lot." Lu Zhou coughed, and was a little embarrassed by the exaggeration. "I'm just making a fool, I can't even talk about it ..."

Dean Wu Qin looked at Lu Zhou, smiled and said, "Hehe, you'll know why I said that tomorrow."

What does 声 mean?

Lu Zhou was a little lost.

Seeing that Lu Zhou didn't speak, Dean Qin smiled and continued: "It's not too late. We and Professor Tang still have some things to discuss. Go back first."

I just happened that Lu Zhou was planning to slip away. The task completion rate was not unexpected. His reward was still hanging in the system space.

Then he smiled and said, "Then I'll leave ... right, Dean Qin, to solve this world-class mathematical problem, does the school have any reward policy?"

Professor Tong Tang cursed with a smile: "You kid, stare at that little bit of profit all day long. Can world-class mathematical problems be measured with money?"

Lu Zhou wanted to nod and tell him yes, but he finally restrained.

Dean Qin Qin and Director Lu also laughed.

"There are definitely rewards. For our outstanding scientific research results, both our school and our country strongly support it!" Dean Qin said with a smile. "However, there are meetings to discuss the specific rewards. I wo n’t guarantee when the results will be discussed, but the material reward, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com will never treat you! ”

Lu Zhou was overjoyed and said, "Xie Dean!"

Dean Wu Qin smiled and waved, "You're welcome."

I didn't stay in the office for a long time. Lu Zhou retreated quickly, and when he left, he brought the office door.

Looking at the back of the boy leaving, Dean Qin smiled and said, "It's a personal talent."

Professor Tong Tang sighed, "Yeah, it's just too utilitarian."

"Utilitative is better."

"Okay? I think it's better to be calm in research," Professor Tang shook his head. "His talent in the field of mathematics is the highest I've seen in so many years. If he is willing to calm down to learn, the future The future is limitless. "

"Oh? I don't think that utilitarianism and concentration on learning are in conflict." Dean Qin said with a smile. "I'm afraid that the talents who don't get into the oil and salt will be able to be accomplished, and we can't keep it."

Professor Tong Tang shook his head, but did not answer.

He's seen too many geniuses, and everyone is in the vanity fair.

学 Learning is not singing or dancing. If you want to make a grade, you must be able to withstand loneliness and you must learn to actively shield from outside interference. This may be a little unfair to those who truly contribute to the advancement of human science, but now that this thorny road to truth has been chosen, it must bear it all.

Maybe, this is the question of position.

Dean Wu Qin hoped that Lu Zhou could make a mark at Jinda University, and hoped to label the certificate of Zhou's conjecture with Jinling University, and make the School of Mathematics of Jinling University famous in the academic circle of China and the world.

And Tang Zhiwei, he just hopes that this boy can go further on the road to the Mathematics Building.

Whether it's at King's University, Princeton, or elsewhere ...