Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

"Are there any questions?"

Professor Delini looked at the staff member.

"Nothing..."

The staff smiled embarrassedly and went back to the side.

Just kidding, this big man spoke, he dared to have opinions.

The mathematician who can win both the Fields Prize and the Wolf Prize. Up to now, there are only 13 mathematicians in the world. On this basis, the mathematicians who have won the Crayford Prize at the same time, only two of them are Deliène. One is Qiu Chengtong.

It is the chairman of the International Mathematical Union who is here to give this big face. Not to mention an ordinary staff member of the Federal Mathematical Society.

If you notice something happening behind, Lu Zhou will say politely thank you, but at this moment, his attention is not behind him, and even the staff's reminder is not heard.

Looking at the four whiteboards filled, he stopped the pen.

The results of these four days have almost ended.

The rest of the part needs to be solved on the spot.

Inspiration time, half an hour left.

He has completely entered the state and has completely forgotten where he is.

I completely forgot the audience under the audience.

I completely forgot the eyes that were staring at my back.

In this stage, regardless of national boundaries, regardless of skin color, regardless of status, and everyone can speak freely, Lu Zhou looks at the line of calculations on the whiteboard, and the mood is supernatural.

he.

Lift the pen.

[S(α)=Σane(nα);M,N∈ζ...]

Sharp eyes stared at the whiteboard, and Dr. Delini, who had been thinking about it, suddenly spoke and asked the old friend next to him: "Do you think he can succeed?"

Always staring at the formula on the whiteboard, Professor Zellberg smiled: "It's hard to say, but I think we can look forward to it. Mathematics itself is the field of genius, 70% of outstanding achievements are born in Young talents under the age of forty-five."

"That's why you turned to study string theory?" De Ligne stared at the formula on the whiteboard, and the nib stopped on the notepad as if it had stuck there.

“Oh,” Professor Zellberg smiled. After a while, he said, “Maybe?”

The other side of the lecture hall.

Wei Wen stared at the whiteboard motionlessly, watching his competitors, standing on the stage, challenging the world-class problem. And that line of steps has become more and more beyond what he knows. Even now, he is still stubborn in keeping up with this idea.

Finally, he couldn't help but whisper.

"professor."

Looking at the whiteboard's line of sight, Professor Wang Yiping smiled and said: "What happened?"

"Do you think... can he succeed?"

Seriously thinking about this problem for a while, Professor Wang Yiping shook his head. "It's hard to say that the field of number theory is more talented than any branch of mathematics. If he succeeds, it will be a good story."

Wei Wen immediately asked: "If he fails?"

Professor Wang Yiping thought for a moment: "...If he fails, he may contract all the mathematicians of Princeton, all the laughter this year."

There are also ridicules and scorns of unscrupulous media at home and abroad. These are imaginable. For example, a arrogant and arrogant idiot is going to change the manuscript, trying to challenge world-class mathematical conjectures at the academic conference site, and finally being ousted.... Although research requires this spirit of challenge, never expect the media. How much social responsibility can people have.

Thinking of this, the old gentleman pinched his sweat for him, but he couldn’t help feeling.

Still young, okay...

This kind of courage and this kind of enthusiasm can only appear on young people.

At his age, there are too many things to worry about.

The older you are, the more stable you are, and the more stable you are, the harder it is to get in.

It's not just a question of inspiration, it's not just a decline in concentration and a decline in memory caused by aging.

A mathematics professor under the traditional system is hard to make up his mind to challenge a big subject such as a certain conjecture. Because the energy of three or five years has been invested, the result is likely to be that the particles are not collected, and finally there is no way to pass the assessment.

In contrast, Lu Zhou, as an undergraduate student, is outside the system, has no academic pressure, and has no worries about meetings and entertainment. He can go with no hesitation. Exploring, and ultimately achieving great results inspired by inspiration...

Even if he fails, he can lose.

If he succeeds...

Maybe, in the new generation of young talents, who can beat him, and only the one who proposed "PS theory" and built a new mathematical framework, is considered to be the 20th generation of Grottendick's successor. The youngest W3 professor in Germany, Peter Schultz.

Or, at least this kind of person.

The 18-year-old Fields Prize is hard to say that Schultz, who has already been in the field of algebraic geometry, will be his biggest contender, as well as Brendle, also from Germany. However, this year's Ramanu Gold Award and the 17-year Cole Award (the highest award in the field of number theory), the weight of the prime number conjecture, can be expected.

Looking at the back of the podium, Mr. Wang’s eyes are full of praise.

Wei Wen, sitting next to him, said nothing, watching the expression on the podium was complicated, and he didn’t know what he was thinking...

On the stage.

The fifth whiteboard is full.

The thirty-minute inspiration time was over five minutes ago.

But here, there is no suspense in winning or losing.

Looking at the sixth whiteboard that the staff dragged, Lu Zhou slowly spit out the turbidity in his chest.

His lips twitched and he whispered in the face of five whiteboards.

"The six-faced scorpion that God has thrown has a seventh possibility, because the twisted scorpion is on both sides."

"Mr. Hilbert's topological approach to the infinity of prime numbers proves that it is probably inspired by this layer of inspiration..."

Face the new whiteboard.

He raised his right hand again.

The nib in the hand is like an inch of green mang, and squats to the dragon that is dying in front of the treasure!

[S(2)-(logkx)S(1)>0 is true for K≥2, acceptable array H=...]

[...]

[Therefore, there are an infinite number of twin prime pairs. 】

Under the stage.

The squinting eyes were slightly enlarged, and Professor Delini’s mouth was taut and suddenly stretched out with a smile.

Professor Zellberg, who was sitting next to him, smiled and said: "When I used the topological method to supplement the screening theory, I thought that my work might provide ideas for future generations to solve the Goldbach conjecture. I didn't think that this sword would be used to cut the K=1 form of the Polignac conjecture. It seems that he responded to our expectations."

Deligne put down the pen in his hand, took off his glasses, and pinched the slightly sore eyes.

I only said one word, using his native language.

"Yes."

The audience is quiet.

One person on the stage.

With the last line of calculations, Lu Zhou stepped back two steps and finally looked at the six whiteboards lined up in front of him.

The venue behind it was so quiet that he even heard his heartbeat.

It should be... no problem.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Zhou turned and turned his back to his answer, facing the audience under the podium.

In a positive tone, he said.

“The twin pairs are infinite, and we have taken another big step toward the Polignac conjecture.”

"I have delayed everyone's time, my proof is over."

Time and space have made a transition at this moment, as if returning to the examination room, the moment when the pen is handed over.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

Listening to his heartbeat, Lu Zhou gently placed the marker in his hand on the podium.

Under the light, the head is moving.

At this moment, everyone on the scene is a witness and a reviewer.

This answer sheet is for the whole world.

Facing the audience, Lu Zhou was slightly embarrassed.

Turn around.

Going to a quiet stage.