Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

A quiet home in Princeton, New Jersey.

A bald-headed white man stuffed his clothes into the trunk and said loudly without turning back.

"No time, please go find someone! Now, my teacher is lying in the hospital bed, maybe this will be the last side I see him! At least this month, I don't want to see anything related to mathematics."

The middle-aged man in a suit has a sly smile on his face, but he has no temper.

After all, standing in front of him is the famous Viscount Pierre Deligne, the prover of Wey's conjecture, the Fields Medal, the Crawford Prize, the Wolf Prize, and the Abel Prize last year. The trophy that the world can give him is basically taken up by him.

Even in the Princeton Institute of Advanced Studies, a building that accommodates the world's mathematical genius, it can't hide his light.

And Davis, who is just an ordinary editor of the Math Chronicle, graduated from the journalism department of Johns Hopkins University, and only studied mathematics.

Although the "Mathematics Chronicle" is the son of Princeton University, but after all, he followed the "Hope" of Johns Hopkins University. In addition, Princeton is now responsible for the "Year of Mathematics", which has four kings in the field of mathematics journals, and the resources that are leaning on the Mathematical Chronicle are naturally less and less.

In order to preserve the influence of the Math Chronicle in academia, the editors of the journal department of Johns Hopkins University Press are also broken.

Originally, if it was an ordinary number theory paper, it would not be worthy of Davis's heart. However, it is a coincidence that this technical editor has a certain amount of research on logarithm theory. When he first reviewed the manuscript, he immediately discovered that the value of this paper was extraordinary.

There are countless conjectures about the distribution law of the Mason prime numbers, but none of the conjectures have been proved so far. Among them, the most mathematical beauty, and the degree of precise expression, is undoubtedly the famous Zhou's conjecture.

That is, when 2^(2^n)<2^(2^(n+1)), mp has 2^(n+1)-1 is a prime number!

However, the guess is ultimately a conjecture.

These conjectures are not proven in a day, and they are always Princes.

When is it proved that it can be upgraded to become the theorem and crowned!

Seeing Deligne indifferent, Davis did not give up and continued to persuade: "Come on, Viscount De Ligne, in the field of number theory, your research is the most outstanding of the professors I have ever seen! See this paper After that, I thought of you the first time. Looking at our cooperation for so many years, can you take a look?"

"These flats are useless to me," he said, slamming the suitcase, and Deligne smiled coldly. "I don't need you to say that I know."

He is not so violent at ordinary times, at most like the other geniuses in the Princeton Institute, a little arrogant. If it is normal, Davis personally took an interesting paper to him, how can he take time to study it.

However, in interesting things, you have to look at the occasion.

His teacher, Mr. Grottendick, is now lying in a hospital bed and can be thrown away at any time.

Where does he still have the mind to study math problems? I can't wait to fly to France now.

Not to mention the volunteer work of academic editors, even the research projects of the institute, he has been pushed away.

Davis tried to convince: "Don't you want to bring a gift to Mr. Grottendick?"

“Gift?” Deligne said with a sigh of relief. “Would you take a pile of waste paper in the past? I might as well feel more meaningful when I bought a bunch of flowers on the street after I arrived in France!”

"I assure you that this paper is definitely not as bad as you think." Davis said sincerely, "Is it true that the Riemann conjecture is exactly what your teacher hoped for a lifetime? The problem of the distribution of Mason's prime numbers has been Solved, we are taking another step toward the crown of mathematics... even if it’s just a small step! I still remember the sentence you said in last year’s academic report, the road to the end of the Riemann zeta function is dark. It takes countless candles to illuminate... Now, the match is in your hand."

Staring at Davis's eyes, Deligny was silent for a while, and slammed the manuscript in his hand.

"Fak!"

In the end, as a scholar, he still couldn't stand the curiosity in his heart.

"A proof of Zhou's guess?" Deligne's brow slightly wrinkled.

A few years ago, this paper did not know how many copies he saw, and it has only recently become less. People who think they are smart always like to pick some seemingly simple questions, but they can't find the thorny road.

If Zhou's conjecture is proved, it can really help the research of Riemann's conjecture. After all, the Riemann zeta function ζ(s)'s behavior is closely related to the frequency of the prime number, and the Riemann hypothesis discusses the equation ζ(s). =0.

See the author's name.

Deligne squatted.

Lu·zhou?

Chinese people? Still Chinese?

There are many outstanding mathematicians in Asia, but he has never heard of this name...

The heart could not help but take a bit of contempt, but thought that Davis should not fool himself with the kind of thing that looks like a parallel. Delière is still looking forward to the following.

The wall clock on the wall ticks around.

One minute……

five minutes……

ten minutes……

Deligne kept his initial position, his eyebrows staring at the first page of the paper, and even without the intention of turning pages.

Seeing this look of Professor Delini, Davis controls the rhythm of breathing, trying not to make a noise to disturb his thinking.

The more you look down, the more serious Dreene's expression is.

It’s about another five minutes.

Leaving the suitcase's lever against the wall, he returned to the study with a4 paper without saying a word, and the door closed.

Davis breathed a sigh of relief, which allowed him to sit on the stiff shoulders and sit casually on the sofa in the living room.

Judging from so many years of experience, Professor Deligne's emphasis on a paper is positively related to his strength in closing the office door.

If you go to the shredder, there is absolutely no need to close the door of the study.

Sitting in the study, Deligne took the draft paper out of the drawer and began the process of verifying the paper on the paper.

The author's argumentation is clear, logical and rigorous, and the method of application is so clever that he can't pick the fault.

Even the places that can be improved can't be found.

What makes him strange is exactly here. Except for the somewhat crappy English and the slightly sloppy readings, from this argumentation process, it is completely impossible to see that the writer is a newcomer. .

It’s too smooth.

Smooth and unbelievable.

He is more willing to believe that in the five-page paper argumentation process, there is a trap that looks at the past and is easily overlooked!

Can you pass his eyes?

interesting.

An hour has passed.

Looking at the last line of the silence for a long time, Deligny put down the printed version of the paper and the draft paper next to it, sighed and spit out a word in French.

"Great."

If he said that an hour ago, he still had doubts in his mind.

So far, he can almost be sure that there is really no problem with this five-page argumentation process.

In addition to his power, he couldn't think of anything else.

If possible, he really wants to see the author of this paper. However, there is no chance in the near future. After returning from the French vacation, he will soon participate in the new project of the Princeton Research Institute, and will be busy in the next few months.

Perhaps, this paper can really arouse the interest of teachers, maybe?

Although he knows that this possibility is very embarrassing, his teacher has not studied mathematics for many years.

Davis, who walked back and forth in the living room, finally turned his attention to the bathtub next to the entrance cabinet, slammed the fish tank glass with his fingers, and teased the goldfish inside to pass the time.

At this time, the door of the study room suddenly opened, and Deligne, holding the paper manuscript, came out.

Upon seeing it, Davis rushed forward and asked, "How?"

The paper was tucked into the suitcase, and Deligne said without lifting his head.

"I need a little time, and I will reply you at the latest one week."

Hearing this sentence, Davis held his breath for a moment, and his heart was excited.

After working for so many years, he really understood the professor too.

A paper, if not directly inserted into the shredder, has shown that he can't pick up a big problem in this paper. If he didn't throw this paper into his hand, it would be enough to show that the content of this paper is enough to attract his attention!

A week's time is nothing.

It is impossible for any rigorous academic editor to pass a paper rashly. Repeated scrutiny and verification for a long time are necessary. This is not only the rigor of a mathematician, but also a scholar, the minimum respect for his field of study!

A world-class math problem is about to be solved.

The academic value of the Math Chronicle is undoubtedly a huge improvement!

As for Davis himself...

What else can better prove his performance as a technical editor than picking a piece of gold from a pile of sand?