Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

When Ji Mo returned to the International Mathematics Center of Yanda University, the evening glow had already fallen on the horizon, and it looked like it would soon be dark.

Preparing to pack up the things in his place and go back to the dormitory, his good buddy Meng Fei, that little fat man reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Brother Ji, why did you suddenly disappear? I found you for a long time and couldn't find it. We have finished dinner."

Ji Mo shook his head.

"It's okay. I'll just go out and eat whatever I want. When I return, I see a lot of food on the way."

With that said, he was about to leave while holding the backpack, but was caught by the little fat man behind him.

"Wait, wait, wait, you haven't said what you did."

Being pulled and stopped, Ji Mo gave a slight stupefaction, and then said.

"Oh, you ask about this, I'm going to chase Academician Lu."

"Academician Chase Lu? Catching up and then?"

"Then I want to worship him as a teacher! Learn math with him!"

Meng Fei asked with a headache on the personality of his buddy who could not help but think of what to do.

"Then he agreed?"

Ji Mo shook his head honestly.

"No."

"I just said it," Meng Fei said, shaking his head. "They are academicians, and they make airplanes and rockets. They are all attending top conferences. How can I have time to point you to a high school student?"

Ji Mo nodded and continued, "But."

Hearing this, however, Meng Fei, who was talking, took a moment to choke and stopped talking.

"But what?"

His eyes gradually became excited, and the teenager wearing a peaked cap clenched his fists, and said with ambition: "But he promised me that if I could get a gold medal in the competition, he would accept me as his apprentice."

Contest gold medal.

It sounds challenging.

However, it was impossible for him!

After all, he is the only one who made the final question in the final of the national exam!

After hearing this speech, Meng Fei didn't have the same passion as him, but looked at him like a fool.

Ji Mo looked at him like this, Ji Mo gave him a dissatisfied look and said.

"What do you look at me like this? Do you doubt your brother's strength?"

"No," shook his head silently, and Meng Fei gave a cough. "I said, Brother Ji, if you get a gold medal, you won't be guaranteed to send Yan Da Mizuki, if you go to a Jinling University, you won't shoot your father to cut you?"

No matter how strong Academician Lu is, the brand of Jinling University is a bit weaker than Mizuki Yanda. Even the fat man knows that in recent years, with the establishment of the Jinling Institute of Advanced Studies, the research results of Jinda have not been inferior to those of Mizuki Yanda, but the academic recognition and social recognition are fundamentally different.

When I went to Mizuki Yanda, my neighbors in Shiliba Street appeared to be a champion, and when I went to Jinling University, it was worthwhile, but it was also a double-class.

However, after hearing the words of the fat man, Ji Mo's face did not shake or hesitate, shook his head and said.

"Don't be afraid, what's so scary about this? I've decided! Academician Lu will definitely not lie to me, and when I get the gold medal, I will convince my dad! If he doesn't agree, I'll cut it off before telling him"

"Then you must be mad at your dad! Come on, I won't advise you anymore" Meng Fei shook his head and patted his good buddy on the shoulder, "Anyway, brother, I will go with you,"

Looking at this little fat man, Ji Mo said moved. Flash Dance Novel Network

"Brothers!"

"Cough, but say it in advance. If I get a gold medal, it's fine. You're not afraid of your father cutting you, I'm still very afraid of my father."

Looking at the embarrassed fat man, Ji Mo sighed.

"Relax, brother, I have nothing to worry about."

Meng Fei: "It always feels like you are hacking me, but I have no evidence."

Haha, Ji Mo smiled and patted the dude's shoulder.

"Illusions, illusions, are all illusions, go, eat in the cafeteria."

"I just ate it, just go with you."

At this moment, Lu Zhou did not know what kind of seeds he had planted in the heart of a teenager.

After leaving Yanda ’s campus, Lu Zhou called his assistant in the office before getting on the bus and asked Zhao Huan to help buy a ticket to Jinling for the “corner” he had just dug, and then he and him Stop it.

This time to go to Yanda to dig up such a talent is an unexpected gain, but this time he came to Beijing, not a special trip to dig the corner of Yanda International Mathematics Center, but there are more important things to do.

While sitting in the car, Lu Zhou continued to make a phone call to the Jinling Institute of Advanced Research and asked the personnel department over there to arrange Chen Yang's employment. Then he set it aside for the time being.

After returning to the hotel, Lu Zhou got the outline of the meeting from the Lunar Orbital Construction Committee and took a brief look at the items that needed to be attended by himself.

As a chief designer, there are not many links that require him to show up. In addition to the speech at the opening ceremony, he is playing a role similar to a mascot at a banquet.

As for other troublesome matters, as well as negotiations with diplomats of other countries, the Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs will send someone to take charge. These have been carefully prepared for two months.

It can be said that when Lu Zhou was taking annual leave, a group of people did not rest all day.

Glancing at the meeting, he left it aside, and Lu Zhou took out his notebook and sorted out what was written on the blackboard this afternoon.

Although Hodge's conjecture is not his field of research, from the step of Chen Yang's check, he saw a lot of flash points worthy of reference.

For example, the method he used in defining the topological invariants of the upper homology class that can describe the basic characteristics of the complex manifold gave Lu Zhou a completely new way of thinking about the application of the upper homology method.

This new idea may not be so ingenious, but it is novel enough to surprise Lu Zhou even when he conceived it himself when he built the car behind closed doors.

But perhaps it was precisely because of five years of intensive study that we could have such a thorough understanding of algebraic geometry.

Thinking of it this way, what he lacks is just some study of mathematical tools, as well as experience and skills.

And this is also the most real reason for Lu Zhou's excitement.

The pen in his hand turned gently, staring at the line of calculations on the note, Lu Zhou thought quietly and said quietly.

"It is a genius to bridge the complex manifold and topology of the Riemann surface and find the answer in a higher dimension than in low latitudes."

Problems in high-dimensional situations are easier than low-dimensional situations. This may sound strange, but it is not without precedent. Probably the most famous is Professor Smeer in the 1960s, thinking of a genius idea in the high-dimensional Poincaré conjecture is easier than in the three-dimensional case.

And this big man is also following this genius' thinking, and finally completed the Poincaré conjecture's proof for the space of five dimensions and above, and won the next Fields Prize.

"The original super elliptic curve analysis method can still be played this way ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I haven't found that my research results are so great."

"It looks like a treasure has been found."

The deeper he delved into these formulas, the brighter Lu Zhou's eyes became.

Although there was no reason for this feeling, he always felt that he had taken a big step further from the end of Riemann's conjecture of this maze.

And it's still clearly visible.

"I don't know if Vera's paper has come out."

Uncontrollable overflow of thoughts in Chinese, Lu Zhou turned on the computer, searched the literature database, and checked whether his students had recently published a dissertation.

After all, the things that Vera sent to him were unpublished results in the email, and it was not good to use them directly, and it was impossible to mark them.

Scholars with more conscience will wait until the other's paper is published before publishing their own.

Of course, there aren't many scholars like Lu Zhou who have discipline.

However, Lu Zhou regretted that after searching a circle in the database, he did not find Willa's paper.

Either they are not ready or they are still in the peer review process.

"Not published yet?"

Thinking for a while, Lu Zhou shut down the literature database and opened Xiao Ai's custom-edited thesis software.

Papers still have to be distributed, but it is a bit regrettable that they cannot be published in journals.

"Let's hang a preprint first."