Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The pen on the blackboard stopped.

The voice of the story also stopped.

The audience under the audience have been stunned.

From an hour ago, Lu Zhou’s hand did not stop, so that he suddenly stopped, and everyone felt uncomfortable for a while.

However, everyone can understand that after all, when there are people in a bad state, especially when they meet some old-age professors, they report that they have been dozing. Moreover, it is like this kind of major mathematical proposition report meeting, the test is not only the scholar's mathematics level and expression ability, but also a considerable test for a person's psychological endurance.

In silence, everyone is quietly waiting for him to continue to speak.

however……

A minute passed.

Five minutes passed.

The boat on the stage still stood still, frowning staring at the full blackboard, seemingly thinking about something.

Seeing that he had not responded for a long time, the audience in the venue began to be unable to sit still.

Why haven't you moved yet?

The idea is stuck?

Or... found yourself wrong?

Many people have cast their sights on gloating, and many people have cast their attention. It is quite possible that there will be an accident in the report of this major mathematical conjecture. After all, this challenge to the monument of the human mind cannot be successful every time.

However, no one thought that the problem was not in the final questioning session, but in the stage of explanation.

This feeling is like...

Use your own logic to hold yourself behind.

I heard the smack of the audience, and I felt that there was any big news to happen. The reporters standing behind the auditorium secretly pointed the camera lens at Lu Zhou and gave him a facial expression. close up.

For the people who eat melons, it is always a big deal to watch the excitement.

Under the stage, President Xu and President Qin, as well as several teachers responsible for the field work, are anxious like the ants on the hot pot. The staff standing next to me was even more helpless. I didn’t know if I should go to remind him to pay attention to the time, or just watch him next to him.

The director of Qin couldn’t help but pinch his fist and whispered: "What is he doing, isn’t it necessary to prove it?"

The paper he has read, but also understands, and then only a few steps can be drawn later, the solution of the Yang Mills equation exists. However, I don’t know if I forgot or how, Lu Zhou stood there, and started to stay against the blackboard...

Looking at the standing boat standing on the stage, Han Mengqi, standing on the corner of the big auditorium, was full of worry. The right hand resting on the chest was unconsciously pinched, and he prayed silently for him.

Standing next to Lin Yuxiang looked at her, his face appeared a trace of expression, and soon the corner of his mouth raised a meaningful smile, do not know what is thinking.

At the same time, the audience is on the table.

Sitting in the corner of the auditorium and staring at the contents of the blackboard, the brow of Academician Wang Shicheng wrinkled slightly.

There is no problem with the idea.

At this point, the process in the future is actually very simple, even with a clear end to close, quickly over the rest of the ppt, directly announced that there is no problem in the questioning session.

For an internationally renowned scholar, other people will not ask him to make every step of the matter clear, and he needs to answer only some controversial places.

Just as the academician Wang reorganized the process on the blackboard, the man with glasses sitting next to him sighed with sorrow: "This is... stuck? In front of so many people, this Lu Zhou is afraid that it is difficult to step down."

Wang Shicheng glanced at him unpleasantly and whispered: "Shut up."

Wang Shicheng reprimanded this, and the man immediately closed his mouth and did not speak.

After all, this is a big man who has been the chairman of the Chinese Mathematical Society. It may not be particularly famous in the international arena, but it is quite famous in the domestic academic circles.

At the same time, the auditorium listened to the other side of the crowd.

Looking at the back of the boat in front of the blackboard, Witten looked across the line and looked at Professor Delini next to him, and cast a look at him.

"What's the problem?"

Deligne frowned and did not speak.

Fefferman’s eyebrows are also tightly locked and seem to be thinking about something.

As for Wiles, there was no worrying expression. Instead, he smiled heartily and answered Wei Teng’s question: "It may be that the idea is stuck. When I was studying Fermat's theorem. I have also fallen into the same state. I understand his situation at this time... Wait a minute."

When he studied Fermat's theorem, he first failed to break through the results of Iwasawa's theory, and then changed to the Colivagin Fletcher method. When he answered the question of Professor Katz, he found that the method was special for a class. Euler had a serious problem, and even led him to abandon his claim to successfully prove Fermat's theorem.

Until one day after eight months, he suddenly thought of the Iwasawa theory that he had given up, and he came up with the idea of ​​not using Iwazawa theory combined with the Colivagin Fletcher method. The final result is quite gratifying. The solution to the problem is this. Wiles is thus in a desperate situation, repairing the loopholes in the paper and making a conclusion for Fermat's theorem.

As he spoke, Wiles whispered how he got inspired by his daughter's building blocks, how it was in a desperate situation, and how it was a sunny morning in Barabara...

Of course, he does have the capital to brag.

As far as the conjecture itself is concerned, the proof of Fermat's theorem is called the most brilliant mathematical achievement of the 20th century.

However, it is almost thirty years since the present is over.

Listening to his continual chanting, Deligne was expressionless and ignored him.

Fefferman stretched out his fingers and poked down Witten sitting next to him.

Witten looked at him and cast a look at the inquiry.

"what happened?"

"I've heard another version," Fefferman pointed to sitting next to Deligne, and whispering to Wins, "The last time he told me about this story, he said his wife's breakfast. ""

Witten: "..."

Ten minutes passed.

The boat standing on the stage still has no movement.

Just when everyone began to wonder if he was standing asleep, the Lu Zhou standing on the stage suddenly moved.

Moreover, it moved in a way that was unexpected to everyone...

I saw him picking up the eraser from the side, rubbing the line of the blackboard on the face of everyone, and then picking up the chalk under the gaze of everyone, squatting on it. I wrote a few new lines.

At the moment of seeing those lines of calculations, Fefferman's pupils shrank slightly, as if they had pre-feeled, but could not believe it.

However, Lu Zhou’s move seems to confirm his hunch.

I saw the last stroke.

The boat that stopped the pen turned around and threw the chalk in his hand on the multimedia desk.

Silenced for a few seconds, he said in front of everyone.

"I solved it."

After all, in a horror, leaving all the audience in the auditorium, Lu Zhou turned and walked toward the stage.