From top stream to scholar

"Your brother-in-law?" Yu Wanrong snorted coldly, "Don't pay attention to him, you eat by yourself, what should you do after dinner?"

"Sister, did you really quarrel with my brother-in-law last night?" Yu Wanzhou said hesitantly, "Is my brother-in-law messing around outside?"

Yu Wanrong glared at him, "What are you thinking nonsense, as long as the children study hard, don't worry about it so much."

Yu Wanzhou glanced at the door of the room, but she couldn't tell if her brother-in-law was still in the room, maybe it was her sister who kicked her out.But thinking about it, it seems unlikely that his sister would not do such a thing.After all, he is still his brother-in-law, so he probably wouldn't do this.

After eating, Yu Wanzhou saw her brother-in-law come out of the room dejectedly.He breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his room. Just as he turned on the computer, the phone rang again.

This time, it was Brother Song Hui who called him.

Yu Wanzhou was about to board arXiv to continue reading documents and materials, pressed the answer button, and put down the phone, "What's up, brother?"

"Yu Wanzhou!" Song Hui roared angrily on the other end of the phone, "Can you be a human being?"

Song Hui's voice was a little hoarse, "I fell asleep last night, and was pulled out of bed by the professor's phone call. Do you have a heart? Can you be a human being?"

"Ah?" Yu Wanzhou was stunned by Song Hui's roar, and even Jiang Xi and Yu Wanrong outside were a little stunned.Yu Wanzhou turned on the hands-free, and Song Hui's desperate voice was really shocking!

"When did you finish the quadratic form theory of algebraic number fields?"

"The day before yesterday, after writing the paper yesterday, I posted it on arXiv and NSTL. I'm going to send it to the journals later..." Just as Yu Wanzhou finished speaking, Song Hui said with a sigh, "I said, brother, can you You can’t keep publishing papers at night like a corpse. The professor doesn’t want to bother you, and he’s still reading your papers, do you know how important your results are?”

"I probably... know something." Yu Wanzhou replied weakly to Song Hui, and Song Hui was completely out of temper by Yu Wanzhou's words.

"Forget it, I'm still working on your paper. Have you checked it?"

"I checked it, checked it back and forth two or three times, if there are still mistakes... I think I have to leave the research field of mathematics."

"How dare you!" Song Hui snorted coldly, "Send the paper to a journal first, by the way, what journal do you want to send it to?"

"Mathematics newsletter?"

"A regional SCI journal, okay, you can post it. However, I suggest you try the Annals of Mathematics. As one of the four top journals, your paper is fully qualified to be published in the Annals of Mathematics."

"I'll give it a try." Yu Wanzhou was about to search for the submission email address of the Annual Journal of Mathematics. Song Hui said on the phone, "I have already sent the email address for the Annual Journal of Mathematics. You can submit your paper later. The last thing , the professor asked me to ask you, is there any topic after the drafting? If it is drafted, you can apply for some research funds. According to the two achievements you have made, you can already apply for some research funds. Although it is not much, it is only tens of thousands , or more than [-]. Well, no matter how small a mosquito is, it’s still meat. If you’re free, come to Yuda.”

"There is a next topic."

"What, tell me."

"Beh and Swinton-Dell's conjecture." Yu Wanzhou said while looking at the documents, "I am now looking at the documents and materials before this conjecture."

"What?" Song Hui raised his voice again, "Yu Wanzhou, are you okay? Why are you crazy? The BSD guess is something you can solve now?"

"I don't know." Yu Wanzhou sniffed, "But the $100 million reward is really tempting."

"You..." Song Hui was stunned for a while, and finally spit out a few words slowly, "Are you sick?"

"Is this a question of bonuses? If you make this conjecture, do you know that you have a place in the Fields Medal? My two research results are enough to be nominated for the Fields Medal. You are now making BSD conjectures, not me Attack you. But I think your idea is very dangerous. Do you know that? Is this an achievement that anyone can make? So many people who study BSD conjectures only make weak BSD conjectures in the end. The distance from the real Is there still a long way to go for the results? As you are doing now, do this research? How long are you going to do it, five years, ten years or 20 years?" "You want to be a bench for the rest of your life, right?"

"Uh...Actually, I want to do a graduation project..."

"You're really crazy." Song Hui felt that Yu Wanzhou was too crazy to go on.

Think of the BSD conjecture as a college graduation thesis?Yes, Yu Wanzhou is indeed able to write a graduation thesis now, there is no problem with that.He was in Chongqing University for at most one or two years, as long as he got enough credits, he didn't even need to get enough credits.As long as he usually hangs around for a while, he can continue to study the problems of his graduation thesis in the rest of the time.

After the graduation thesis is done, graduate directly.

There's nothing wrong with that, but -- use BSD conjecture as a graduation project?Does this guy want to stay in Yucheng University for the rest of his life without graduating?

Song Hui was anxious, he was really anxious, "Yu Wanzhou, can you think about it with your little head. If you can't do the subject, then you really won't be able to graduate."

"Besides, your project has been elevated to such a level by you, so you give up on it next time. Instead, study other subjects with lower difficulty. Do you think you can convince the public?"

"..." Song Hui was actually right, and Yu Wanzhou thought so too.

But thinking so, he still has to do it.

It is impossible to change the subject, and it is impossible to change the subject in this life.He knew that he might not be able to do this subject.But even so, Yu Wanzhou didn't feel that he had to change the subject.What's more, although he has not started to work on the project he has planned, he directly changes the project. Doesn't this indirectly show that his ability to do the project is not good?It is absolutely impossible to change the subject.

"I said Yu Wanzhou, are you still listening?"

"I'm listening." Yu Wanzhou said while looking at the document, "Brother, what else do you need?"

"You..." Song Hui said 'you' for a long time, but couldn't say anything.He could see that his junior brother had to do this, and there seemed to be no room for maneuver.

"Forget it, I'll tell the professor. If the professor calls you later to teach you a lesson, I won't help you." After Song Hui finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

He felt that Yu Wanzhou was too risky, how could he directly make BSD guesses.This is something he can't even think about, no, the results Yu Wanzhou is going to make now are also within the scope of what he can't even think about.

In any case, he felt that it was a wrong decision for Yu Wanzhou to study the BSD conjecture now.Although, if Yu Wanzhou can really make research results—that is, unravel the BSD conjecture, then there is no doubt that he can win the Nobel Prize in mathematics—the Fields Medal.If not next year, there will be a place for him four years from now.

Being able to solve the Millennium Prize puzzle is already regarded as a first-class mathematician in the world.

But Yu Wanzhou is still too young, and Song Hui is not sure if he can do it.He can be sure that if Yu Wanzhou can't do it in a few years, if he changes to a less difficult subject, his academic reputation will be ruined by half. A group of people are waiting to see Yu Wanzhou's jokes.Whether at home or abroad, human nature is like this.

Yu Wanzhou is too young to be the first bird, and has to be feared.

It would be the best if he could be destroyed by himself. At his age, he has made incredible achievements.Steady and steady, no one can destroy him, and it is impossible for someone to let others destroy Yu Wanzhou.But if he killed himself, others would be happy to see him succeed.Maybe at some point, they will raise their flags and make Yu Wanzhou die faster.

Now Yu Wanzhou has made two achievements, according to Song Hui's intention.He can study mathematics topics of equal or even inferior difficulty.As a graduation thesis, it is already extremely good, comparable to any university graduation thesis in the world.

But Yu Wanzhou, this guy, is simply killing himself.All of a sudden set the tone so high, BSD guesses.One of the problems of the Millennium Awards, what is he trying to do?I really feel that I am really a first-class mathematician after being praised by top foreign journals?Will he be able to go sideways in international academics in the future?

It's just nonsense!

If this trend doesn't stop, whether he can graduate from college or not is anyone's guess.

Song Hui also had another problem, which also gave him a special headache.On the professor's side, how should he tactfully tell the professor about this matter.The professor asked him to ask about Yu Wanzhou's next research topic.It means to ask Yu Wanzhou to apply for a research fund, but Yu Wanzhou handed in this project.The people above are not allowed to read Yu Wanzhou's jokes?It is also possible to even help Yu Wanzhou to publicize.

Why is his life so hard!Song Hui clutched his forehead, feeling as if his head was about to explode.He is just a doctor, why not be so unfortunate.As Professor Chen Yuan's apprentice, he felt that he was exhausted by the strict requirements of his mentor. With the addition of a junior who was eager to try and be a bit of a monster, would he still be able to graduate alive?

Song Hui said he was very skeptical!

After walking slowly to the door of the professor, Song Hui was still hesitating whether to enter the office and tell the professor.

Professor Chen Yuan had already come out of the office, looked at Song Hui with hesitation and said, "What's the matter?"

"Haven't you finished the lesson yet?"

"Professor!" Song Hui glanced at Professor Chen Yuan's expression. It seemed that the professor was in a good mood.

"What do you think of the junior brother's paper?"

"What, you found the problem?"

"No problem has been found yet."

Professor Chen Yuan nodded, and he didn't find any problems with the current paper.

"I asked you to call him, did you call?"

"beated."

"What is the subject he will study next?"

"Eh..." Song Hui hesitated, and told the professor about this, would the professor faint on the spot?