The Science Fiction World of Xueba

At this time, Da Shi stepped forward and said, "Brother Pang, it's almost time, Zhuang Yan needs to rest now, let's go first!"

Pang Xuelin turned his head and said to Li Yao: "Sister, it's not convenient for me to stay in the hospital all the time. I will have to work hard for you and Brother Wang for the next two days."

Li Yao said: "Don't worry, I will take good care of Zhuang Yan!"

Pang Xuelin nodded, turned around and followed Shi Qiang out of the hospital.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the hospital, he saw a heavy red flag bulletproof car parked at the gate.

Pang Xuelin froze for a moment, Shi Qiang said: "Brother Pang, this is to pick you up, get in the car."

Pang Xuelin looked around, besides the red flag, there were several black off-road vehicles, all of which looked particularly thick.

In addition, several police cars were parked at the intersection ahead, and traffic police were diverting the traffic.

Pang Xuelin followed Da Shi into the car, and soon, the car started and drove towards the west of Beijing.

Several other vehicles followed quickly, one after the other, protecting Pang Xuelin's red flag in the middle.

Pang Xuelin asked curiously, "Da Shi, where is my new residence?"

Da Shi said: "Xishan Villa, the security over there is very tight, and it is difficult for ETO to infiltrate. In addition, if you want to go to the hospital to see Zhuang Yan, we will transfer her to the intensive care unit of 301 Hospital, and it will be convenient for you to go there then." Visitation."

Pang Xuelin nodded, with a wry smile on his face. The treatment he received was almost equivalent to the level of a national leader.

I am afraid that the responsibility to be carried on the shoulders will not be too small.

The Xishan villa area is very quiet. There are full-time nannies and guards inside and outside the villa, responsible for taking care of Pang Xuelin's daily life and safety.

After eating, in the bedroom of Xishan Villa, Pang Xuelin took a shower, then lay on the bed, thinking: "System, return!"

The next second, Pang Xuelin opened his eyes again, and what appeared in front of him was his teacher's apartment in Jiangcheng University.

Pang Xuelin turned over and looked at his phone. At 00:15 on September 6, he remembered that he entered the Three-Body World at about midnight on September 5. That is to say, he had been in the Three-Body World for nearly four months. But only fifteen minutes passed.

Amazing!

Pang Xuelin thought for a while, and quickly stretched out his hand to open his collar on the right side. There was no scar left by the gunshot wound inside.

Pang Xuelin wondered, does this mean that when he travels through the various planes, even if he is seriously injured and dying, it will not have any impact on himself in reality.

"System, I want to see the flying blade material!"

In the next second, an alloy box appeared in the living room out of thin air.

Pang Xuelin got off the bed and opened the alloy box. What appeared in his eyes were two pieces of silver-white flakes, and there was no trace of the filamentous flying blade material in the middle of the flakes.

Pang Xuelin was taken aback for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "Is there no filamentary flying blade material in the system?"

The system said: "The filamentary flying blade material is only one-tenth of the thickness of a hair, and it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. It can only be connected with the sheet flying blade material. If the host wants to see it, he can pick up the sheet flying blade material. Between the two pieces of flying blade material, there is a thirty-meter-long filament. The host can try to illuminate it with light and observe carefully."

Pang Xuelin quickly picked up the phone, turned on the flashlight, and then picked up a piece of flying blade material, and found a small bump on the lower end of the material.

"This should be the place where the filamentary flying blade material is connected!"

Pang Xuelin shone the light, and faintly, there was a glimmer of light in mid-air. This kind of reflection was so weak that it seemed invisible to the naked eye.

Pang Xuelin stretched out his hand cautiously, feeling a slight itching in the palm of his hand.

"This thing is too dangerous, let's put it away first!"

Pang Xuelin withdrew his hand, pondered for a moment, put the flying blade material back into the alloy box, closed it and locked it,

Then the system space was recovered.

There was no sleepiness for a while, Pang Xuelin thought about it, he sat in front of the computer, opened a blank Word document, and wrote a line of title: "A Proof of the BSD Conjecture".

As soon as he entered the working state, Pang Xuelin lost the concept of time.

During the three-plus months in Three-Body World, Pang Xuelin had thoroughly researched the proof process of the BSD conjecture, and could deduce the proof process of the conjecture with his eyes closed.

Therefore, it only took more than five hours for Pang Xuelin to enter the proof process of more than 60 pages.

Then, he checked it, converted the word document to a PDF document, uploaded the preprint, and sent another copy to Terence Tao.

He then delivered the manuscript directly to the mailbox of the Annals of Mathematics.

Although it doesn't matter which of the four top journals in the mathematics world to vote for, I have published a paper related to the BSD conjecture in the "Annual of Mathematics" before, and this paper is naturally more suitable for the "Annual of Mathematics".

As for whether it could be successfully published, Pang Xuelin didn't think too much about it at all.

If it is an honor for a mathematician to publish papers in the four top journals in mathematics, then it is also an honor for the four top journals to publish proof papers at the level of the seven major problems of the millennium.

If the four top journals knew that the BSD conjecture had been proved by Pang Xuelin, they would all quarrel over which journal to publish it on.

Therefore, Pang Xuelin has no psychological burden.

After finishing these things, Pang Xuelin yawned and went straight to bed.

Even if a conjecture of this level has been proven, it will still take a long time to verify whether it is correct or not.

So next, just be patient.

...

USA, University of California, Los Angeles.

In the office, Tao Zhexuan just published a new blog and was about to turn off the computer and go home to pick up the children after get off work.

Ding dong——

The system reminds him that he has a new email, and the sender is his favorite student Pang Xuelin.

Tao Zhexuan was slightly taken aback, he was deeply impressed by himself as a student.

During his postgraduate studies, no matter his talent or hard work, he was hardly inferior to himself back then.

Tao Zhexuan even asserted that as long as Pang Xuelin continues to do so, there is an 80% possibility of winning the Fields Medal before the age of thirty.

The only problem is that this kid has a stubborn temper and admits death.

At the beginning, Pang Xuelin was obsessed with the BSD conjecture, and bet with himself that he would solve the BSD conjecture within three years.

Then he fell headlong into the big pit of BSD guessing.

One year after graduating from Ph.D., Pang Xuelin published an article "Proof of the André-Oort Conjecture of Polarized Abelian Varieties" in the "Annals of Mathematics", but there is still a long way to go before solving the BSD conjecture in the true sense. Walk.

He originally wanted to find time to persuade Pang Xuelin that he could consider focusing on other topics, but before he had time to say it, Pang Xuelin chose to return to China.

"Pang sent me an email at this time, what is this for?"

Tao Zhexuan frowned and clicked on the mailbox.

The moment Tao Zhexuan saw the title of the email, he subconsciously looked at the date on the phone, and muttered to himself: "Today is not April Fool's Day, what kind of joke is this kid!"

Tao Zhexuan is very aware of the difficulty of proving the BSD conjecture. When he chatted with Pang Xuelin three months ago, he already felt that Pang Xuelin had reached the end of the proof of the BSD conjecture.

If you want to prove the BSD conjecture, unless you create a brand new mathematical tool, or take another path.

No matter which one you choose, it means spending countless time and energy. If you succeed, you will become a great master who started a school. If you fail, it means years of hard work and effort.

But in any case, three months to solve the BSD conjecture can be called an April Fool's Day joke!

After hesitating for a moment, Tao Zhexuan downloaded the PDF file in the email, opened it and read it carefully.

After all, Pang Xuelin is his student, if it turns out that there is a problem, I must point it out for him.

After opening the PDF file and looking at it for a while, Tao Zhexuan frowned tightly: "Congruent number problem?"

This kid actually adopted a completely different proof idea from the current popular one in the mathematics world!

"interesting!"

Tao Zhexuan continued to read.

Time passed by, and Tao Zhexuan kept sliding the mouse.

First page, no problem...

The second page, no problem...

The third page, the fourth page, the fifth page...

After an unknown amount of time, the phone rang suddenly. Tao Zhexuan subconsciously picked up the phone and pressed the answer button. His wife Laura's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Tao, did you forget to pick up the child?"

Tao Zhexuan was taken aback, and looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, and before he knew it, he actually looked at it for more than two hours.

He quickly said: "Honey, I'm sorry I forgot, the school has something to do today, you go and pick up the child, I may have to go home late."

"Okay, my dear, remember it's not too late, I'll save dinner for you!"

"Okay, let's do this first, bye."

"Bye-Bye!"

After hanging up the phone, Tao Zhexuan checked the number of pages in the thesis. He had already read more than 30 pages. Tao Zhexuan didn't feel that there was any problem with these 30 pages.

You must know that Tao Zhexuan has always been good at quick calculations in his head, and has a natural intuition for mathematical problems. If he reads it and thinks there is nothing wrong with it, then this article probably has no big problem.

Moreover, the way of proof of this article is different. After Tao Zhexuan read it, he felt a faint feeling of enlightenment.

"Could it be that this kid really solved the BSD conjecture?"

Terence Tao was a little unbelievable.

Next, Terence Tao spent nearly three hours reading all the BSD conjecture proof papers.

Afterwards, he breathed a long sigh of relief. This paper actually gave him a feeling of enlightenment on the issue of the BSD conjecture proof.

This feeling is only possible if a proposition is correct.

Tao Zhexuan pondered for a moment, took out his mobile phone, and called another master in Princeton: "Pierre, I think the problem of BSD's conjecture may have a result!"