Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

In an activity room at the Princeton University Library.

Pushing the door and slamming in. Vera sighed on the table with a sigh of relief, and opened her mouth for a long time, finally saying a complete sentence.

"He is studying Riemann's conjecture!"

Molina, who was sitting at the desk and thinking at the desk, didn't look up at all, because even if she didn't look up, she could imagine that this guy's face was a "flowery" expression.

"The paper on arxiv? I already know, what's so fussing..."

It is better to say that because of this, Molina’s sense of urgency has become more intense.

The problem that the person stared at has never been missed. Even the ns equation and the Young Mills equation, which are the same level of problems, are also in front of him.

Even though he has become an academic leader, he has rarely been in the mathematics industry for many years. He has never participated in various academic conferences, but the mathematics community has never forgotten his legend.

Even today, Princeton’s campus still has a myth about him.

There is no doubt that Lu Zhou is a strong opponent.

She has struggled for this conjecture for several years. If she is finally taken over by Lu Zhou, she is not sure if she will collapse...

"Molina..."

Looking at Vera with a strange look, Molina blinked in disbelief. "What happened?"

Vera smiled and asked, "What do you think he has studied?"

Looking at the two red clouds floating on the white cheeks, Molina said with a headache: "How can I know? Why don't you ask him directly? I remember you have his mailbox."

"I..." I played with my index finger a little bit, and Vera blushes away from Molina's gaze and looks at the Ivy hanging down the window. "...I don't deserve him now. ""

No!

Ah, I am going to be unable to stand it!

With both hands on the table, Molina stood up and hugged Vera's shoulders with her hands, staring at her dodging sight.

"Listen, my dear Miss Puyue, although I know that he is your idol or even an ideal lover, but you must be clear that he is our opponent now! It is our enemy! You must not do it - —"

Molly’s words were halfway through, and Vera interrupted without hesitation.

"I won't be his enemy!"

Among the elk-like eyes, the rare ones were firmly dispelled by the confusion.

"...well, I am going to change my mind," the palm of his hand was on the forehead. Molina thought for a long time, and finally her eyes lit up and said, "You didn't have an agreement with him about the Fields Medal." ?"

"!"

Upon hearing this, Vera’s expression suddenly became tense.

Sensitively caught this moment, Molina's mouth curled up a smile, patted the little girl's shoulder and continued.

"Let's cheer, if we solve the Riemann conjecture, don't say it is the Fields Prize, it is more than enough to take the Phils medal for 10 times."

Holding his breath, Vera squeezed her fist and whispered to herself.

"If I solve the Riemann conjecture... he will notice me."

Giving the little girl an encouraging look, Molina said in a positive tone: "Yes, not just him, the whole world will notice you."

Vera's face was redder, she stared down at her toes and smiled a little.

"All, the world is even..."

"Only he is enough."

......

For the mathematics community where the gossip is relatively scarce, the famous people like Lu Zhou began to study the Riemann conjecture, which is naturally a non-common news. From the mathoverflow math interactive website to the Princeton campus, the news that Professor Lu is studying Riemann's conjecture has almost become the hottest topic.

It’s not just the students who are passionate about it, but the professors are no exception.

Such a big event naturally escapes the ears of Prof. Fefferman, the head of the Department of Mathematics.

Almost at the same time that Vera was pleasantly informed of this news to Molina, Professor Fefferman also came to the office of Professor Delini with the printed version of the paper.

When he arrived at the office, Deligne was sitting at the desk and calculating what was on the draft paper.

Noticed the footsteps at the door, the bright old man with his head raised his eyelids slightly, squinted at the stack of papers held by Professor Fefferman, and then retracted his gaze, saying that there was no ups and downs in his expression.

"I guess you have the preprint on the arxiv that guy is holding."

"It seems that you have already seen it," Professor Fefferman made a helpless expression, throwing the paper that had just been printed on the side. "I didn't expect your news to be so well-informed."

"Well, I will still accept some new things, at least the Internet is something I used 20 years ago..." Pushing the glasses on the bridge of the nose, Professor Delini looked away from the scratch paper on the table. Open, "Are you coming to me for this?"

"What is this?" Professor Fefferman made an incredible expression and made a joke in a funny tone. "Have you ever heard of the legend? If anyone proves the Riemann conjecture, Whoever will become immortal - not only immortal in the abstract sense, but in the real sense."

This legend came from a long time ago, probably at the end of the 19th century, when the French mathematician Hadamard and the Belgian mathematician poussin made the first substantial progress since the Riemann conjecture was proposed for more than 30 years, then two Individuals lived to 98 and 96 respectively.

It is quite amazing that we can live to nearly a hundred years old in an age when medical conditions are not abundant. Therefore, there is also a saying that has been circulated for a long time, that is, who can prove the Riemann conjecture, who can be immortal in the physical sense.

Of course, this is just a joke, and it has been ridiculed for a century.

Hearing this old joke, Deligne snorted with his nose and said, licking his mouth.

"...this is the old stalk of hundreds of years ago, and there are still people who believe it. It proves that the bohr and landa contributions of the bohr-landau theorem can be much larger than the hadamard, if I remember correctly two people in their sixties It’s dead.”

"Well, it seems that God will not care for everyone," Professor Fefferman smiled warmly and shrugged his shoulders and continued. "Abandon these weird legends, don't think of his papers." Very interesting?"

Professor Delini: "I refused to comment before the official proof paper came out."

Professor Fefferman said with a smile. "I don't want to ask if you are optimistic about him. I am just curious about the point he mentioned in the paper from the π(x) function to solve the Riemann zeta function. I tried I studied it according to his ideas, but I didn't find any interesting clues... I am very curious, how do you think he will solve this method?"

Professor Fefferman: "What do you think he will do?"

Professor Delini gave him a look: "You and he have worked on the ns equation, you still don't know him?"

Professor Fefferman made a helpless expression: "In fact, I know very little about him. He is used to loner in both life and work."

After hearing this sentence, Professor De Lierne indulged for a moment.

Probably caught in memories, after five minutes, he slowly said.

"Riemann's conjecture is not the kind of problem that can be solved by finding the direction. In fact, I can at least say more than ten research ideas that can solve this problem, but so far there is no research idea that really makes me see hope. (x) Function is a relatively new idea, but it can only be said to be 90% new. You know, no one has tried this before."

Professor Fefferman nodded.

It wasn't the first time he heard someone try this direction, even in the coffee restaurant downstairs, he had a similar idea.

"He is a scholar who is good at using tools, and a scholar who is good at creating tools. Whether he can gain something from the π(x) function, I believe he will find a suitable tool for us to solve this problem. problem."

Professor Fefferman: "Group Structure?"

“Not necessarily,” Professor Delini’s face rarely showed a smile. “This is also a problem that has plagued the mathematics world for a century and a half. Maybe he will tailor a new method for it. The method will help us better understand and apply the Riemann zeta function."

Suddenly, he continued.

"The International Congress of Mathematicians next year seems to be looking forward to it."

Professor Fefferman shrugged and said: "He will not necessarily come."

Deligne shook his head.

"Trust me, he will come."