Lu Zhou still remembered.
Just at this moment, a trainee assistant in his thirties, wearing a plaid shirt, walked to the door of the office. Just as he was about to knock on the door and come in, he was startled by the roaring voice, and as if reflexively, he shook half of his head. The closed door was pushed open.
He didn't have to wait long.
"What's the matter? If you have anything to say, please tell me."
However, he did not give up just yet.
At the very beginning, the system had revealed to him that when all subjects were fully leveled, the world after LV10 would be unlocked—
Without delaying for a second, the assistant spoke quickly.
Unlike other purely mathematical research institutions that worry about funding, this academic institution seems to have been troubled by how to "distribute money" since its establishment in 1998.
Seeing Professor Carlson about to leave, and thinking of Director Deaton who had not yet finished discussing the award, he immediately came back to his senses and spoke hurriedly.
It seemed that he had vaguely felt what the system really wanted to convey to him, and what the so-called future era actually was...
"well!"
"At least that's what he claims..."
As if he had guessed that Professor Carlson would say this, the trainee assistant had a true expression in his eyes.
That is, that option for a future era.
Almost at the moment when the paper was successfully uploaded, the familiar light blue dialog box also appeared in his field of vision.
It's not because there is no money, but because the identity of this winner is a bit special.
"But in our institute, you have the highest academic reputation and the most qualified person to do this, and you are the only one who has had some friendship with him. I beg you, this is the last time! I believe it. I, I swear to God!”
Who would have thought that in just a few years, three of these problems would be killed in a row? !
Lu Zhou had made many assumptions before about what the future world would be and what form it would take in front of him.
Seeing Professor Carlson about to leave, and thinking of Director Deaton who had not yet finished discussing the award, he immediately came back to his senses and spoke hurriedly.
Professor Carlson stuffed the paper into his pocket and walked towards the door without saying a word.
It's not because there is no money, but because the identity of this winner is a bit special.
First he opened a bottle of energy potion and drank it as a champagne of victory, feeling the fatigue fade away from his body bit by bit, and then he started today's work.
Almost at the moment when the paper was successfully uploaded, the familiar light blue dialog box also appeared in his field of vision.
"Professor Carlson..."
Is there anything more shocking than the Riemann Hypothesis
Even just a few months ago, when he had just turned over the golden legendary mission card, he, who had always been calm, was so excited that he couldn't sleep well all night.
Shock
"... Just now, Professor Lu posted a paper on Arxiv. Because you set a tracking tag for that research direction, I received a reminder immediately."
In sharp contrast to the quiet night in the suburbs of Cambridge, Massachusetts, the Clay Research Institute located in the suburbs is still brightly lit at this moment.
Ever since the Riemann Hypothesis was proven at the International Congress of Mathematicians, they have been having a headache over the issue of awarding the Millennium Problem Prize and a $1 million prize.
Professor Carlson raised his eyebrows.
In addition to the grand unified theory of algebra and geometry, it also contains the outline and framework of the future of mathematics in his mind, as well as some conjectures he derived when studying this issue.
"What's the matter? If you have anything to say, please tell me."
…
Now, his math level has finally touched the limit of LV10, and one toe has already stepped on the boundary to the future. No one is closer to the future than him...
Professor Carlson stuffed the paper into his pocket and walked towards the door without saying a word.
At the very beginning, the system had revealed to him that when all subjects were fully leveled, the world after LV10 would be unlocked—
"The grand unity of algebra and geometry..." Director Deaton's voice was also full of hoarseness. Looking at the contents of the abstract, his wide eyes were full of disbelief, "He, he means, he has achieved it. ?”
Seeing the serious expression on his immediate boss's face, the assistant immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
However, just when he was about to turn around and leave the office and go to the corridor to make a phone call, he was quickly stopped by Professor Carlson behind him.
But thinking about the identity of the winner and how difficult it was to award the award to that big shot, he had no choice but to say sorry in his heart, and then persuaded him earnestly.
Seeing Professor Carlson about to leave, and thinking of Director Deaton who had not yet finished discussing the award, he immediately came back to his senses and spoke hurriedly.
Professor Carlson stuffed the paper into his pocket and walked towards the door without saying a word.
After taking a deep breath and looking at the rising morning glow in the distance, Lu Zhou gently clenched his right fist and then gently released it.
It wasn't until the minute hand moved a full step, and it was still a big step, that the silence in the office was broken, and the two of them almost exclaimed in unison.
Professor Carlson: "I know, I'll take a look tomorrow morning."
Professor Carlson stuffed the paper into his pocket and walked towards the door without saying a word.
"In the garage... what happened?"
The roaring in the office has spread to the corridor.
In terms of the amount of content, it is enough to publish a special issue of "Mathematical Futures".
…
Although the excitement cannot be deceived.
"Professor Carlson..."
"Don't call me, send me to Harvard University! Now!"
"well!"
Rather than spending time on trivial issues, he still wants to spend his limited time thinking about truly important propositions.
If nothing else goes wrong, he will soon receive his third award in his life.
But compared to pure excitement and excitement, what filled his chest at this moment was more of a hint of understanding.
It's not because there is no money, but because the identity of this winner is a bit special.
First he opened a bottle of energy potion and drank it as a champagne of victory, feeling the fatigue fade away from his body bit by bit, and then he started today's work.
At the very beginning, the system had revealed to him that when all subjects were fully leveled, the world after LV10 would be unlocked—
"...Enough! I am no longer serving as the chairman of the Scientific Advisory Committee. You should find other more capable and far-sighted scholars to hold this position! Instead of habitually thinking about solving problems whenever you encounter trouble. Throw it at me!”
The paper was uploaded at 12 noon.
Let alone the Riemann Hypothesis...
It seemed that he had vaguely felt what the system really wanted to convey to him, and what the so-called future era actually was...
As if he had guessed that Professor Carlson would say this, the trainee assistant had a true expression in his eyes.
When he said this, Deaton was actually full of helplessness.
…
Seeing Professor Carlson about to leave, and thinking of Director Deaton who had not yet finished discussing the award, he immediately came back to his senses and spoke hurriedly.
Even if all the propositions that have been sublimated into theorems due to the Riemann Hypothesis are added up, I am afraid they are not half as important as this matter.
Such as now.
When he heard that Director Deaton planned to leave this matter to himself, who was about to retire, he turned against him almost instantly.
It took about a whole morning, and with Xiao Ai's help, Lu Zhou sorted out all the contents on the draft paper onto the computer.
But compared to pure excitement and excitement, what filled his chest at this moment was more of a hint of understanding.
Now, his math level has finally touched the limit of LV10, and one toe has already stepped on the boundary to the future. No one is closer to the future than him...
After saying goodbye to the old man who was doing morning exercises, Lu Zhou turned around and returned home along the way he came.
From the beginning of the summer until now, the entire Clay Institute, including the members of the Scientific Advisory Committee and the security guards guarding the gate, have been discussing whether to award this award...
First he opened a bottle of energy potion and drank it as a champagne of victory, feeling the fatigue fade away from his body bit by bit, and then he started today's work.
Professor Carlson's loud roar came from the director's office.
Deaton: "But this is against the rules..."
Let alone the Riemann Hypothesis...
Arriving at the study on the second floor, Lu Zhou walked to the desk and sat down. He first checked his mailbox.
However, he did not give up just yet.
"...In fact, just now, I read the abstract of the paper."
In fact, if that's all it is, then that's fine.
Carlson said almost madly: "Farke! So what do you want?!"
[Congratulations to the host for completing the "Legendary" mission!]
More than an hour has passed since he sent the letter, and Professor Faltings still hasn't replied. It seems that he is either busy with something, or he hasn't figured out how to reply to him yet.
Because he became interested in what the intern assistant said, Director Deaton, who was standing next to him, also wanted to join in the fun and took a look.
Professor Carlson's loud roar came from the director's office.
Although his mathematical intuition made him disagree with the intern assistant's words, he still took the printed copy of the paper from the young man's hands and looked at the abstract.
The so-called Millennium Problem, as the name suggests, is prepared for the entire millennium.
Glancing in the direction of the door, he noticed that the person standing there was the intern assistant he hired not long ago. Professor Carlson was in a bad mood and said impatiently.
Smiling and shaking his head, Lu Zhou stretched, took the notebook from the side and opened it.
"But in our institute, you have the highest academic reputation and the most qualified person to do this, and you are the only one who has had some friendship with him. I beg you, this is the last time! I believe it. I, I swear to God!”
Who would have thought that in just a few years, three of these problems would be killed in a row? !
Ever since the Riemann Hypothesis was proven at the International Congress of Mathematicians, they have been having a headache over the issue of awarding the Millennium Problem Prize and a $1 million prize.
It seemed that he had vaguely felt what the system really wanted to convey to him, and what the so-called future era actually was...
Carlson said almost madly: "Farke! So what do you want?!"
First he opened a bottle of energy potion and drank it as a champagne of victory, feeling the fatigue fade away from his body bit by bit, and then he started today's work.
If nothing else goes wrong, he will soon receive his third award in his life.
Lu Zhou still remembered.
It took about a whole morning, and with Xiao Ai's help, Lu Zhou sorted out all the contents on the draft paper onto the computer.
“God…”
Let alone the Riemann Hypothesis...
In addition, this guy is neither famous nor short of money. Last time he won the Millennium Prize for the Yang-Mills equation, he didn't even bother to come. He asked a physicist from his institute to come on a business trip. I stopped by the Collège de France on the way and picked up the medal and a check for one million US dollars.
Arriving at the study on the second floor, Lu Zhou walked to the desk and sat down. He first checked his mailbox.
"Let's talk about it next time! Compared to this matter, these trivial things are not worth mentioning at all!"
It took about a whole morning, and with Xiao Ai's help, Lu Zhou sorted out all the contents on the draft paper onto the computer.
The complete paper has a total of forty pages, which is larger than imagined.
Although his mathematical intuition made him disagree with the intern assistant's words, he still took the printed copy of the paper from the young man's hands and looked at the abstract.
He stared at Professor Carlson who was losing his temper in shock. After hesitating for a while, he swallowed and spoke bravely.
In fact, if you give him some time, most of the propositions he proposed can be written in the form of theorems, and he did come up with some brilliant ideas that may be able to solve these problems. .
[Congratulations to the host for completing the "Legendary" mission!]
"...Enough! I am no longer serving as the chairman of the Scientific Advisory Committee. You should find other more capable and far-sighted scholars to hold this position! Instead of habitually thinking about solving problems whenever you encounter trouble. Throw it at me!”
The complete paper has a total of forty pages, which is larger than imagined.
“God…”
But thinking about the identity of the winner and how difficult it was to award the award to that big shot, he had no choice but to say sorry in his heart, and then persuaded him earnestly.
However, this Professor Lu didn't seem to be interested in receiving awards, and even showed a hint of impatience.
In addition, this guy is neither famous nor short of money. Last time he won the Millennium Prize for the Yang-Mills equation, he didn't even bother to come. He asked a physicist from his institute to come on a business trip. I stopped by the Collège de France on the way and picked up the medal and a check for one million US dollars.
The moment he hit Enter, Lu Zhou leaned back gently on his chair.
He stared at Professor Carlson who was losing his temper in shock. After hesitating for a while, he swallowed and spoke bravely.
The paper was uploaded at 12 noon.
Director Deaton couldn't laugh or cry and said: "...But, but you know, we have awarded him the Millennium Award twice, and the last time he didn't even bother to come to the award ceremony..."
In addition to the grand unified theory of algebra and geometry, it also contains the outline and framework of the future of mathematics in his mind, as well as some conjectures he derived when studying this issue.
Ever since the Riemann Hypothesis was proven at the International Congress of Mathematicians, they have been having a headache over the issue of awarding the Millennium Problem Prize and a $1 million prize.
"well!"
Professor Carlson: "I know, I'll take a look tomorrow morning."
In terms of the amount of content, it is enough to publish a special issue of "Mathematical Futures".
Professor Carlson said angrily: "Then give him the award!"
From the beginning of the summer until now, the entire Clay Institute, including the members of the Scientific Advisory Committee and the security guards guarding the gate, have been discussing whether to award this award...
When he said this, Deaton was actually full of helplessness.
“God…”
Shock
More than an hour has passed since he sent the letter, and Professor Faltings still hasn't replied. It seems that he is either busy with something, or he hasn't figured out how to reply to him yet.
Carlson said almost madly: "Farke! So what do you want?!"
As a non-profit private academic institution, the purpose of the institution is to promote and disseminate mathematical knowledge and to provide various awards and grants to promising mathematicians.
In fact, if you give him some time, most of the propositions he proposed can be written in the form of theorems, and he did come up with some brilliant ideas that may be able to solve these problems. .
In addition to the grand unified theory of algebra and geometry, it also contains the outline and framework of the future of mathematics in his mind, as well as some conjectures he derived when studying this issue.
"Don't call me, send me to Harvard University! Now!"
But this not only deviates from the theme of this paper, but also seems a bit boring.
The paper was uploaded at 12 noon.
After taking a deep breath and looking at the rising morning glow in the distance, Lu Zhou gently clenched his right fist and then gently released it.
After taking a deep breath and looking at the rising morning glow in the distance, Lu Zhou gently clenched his right fist and then gently released it.
After all, knowledge grows more and more, and problems can never be solved.
Now, his math level has finally touched the limit of LV10, and one toe has already stepped on the boundary to the future. No one is closer to the future than him...
When he said this, Deaton was actually full of helplessness.
He had never imagined that so many troublesome things would happen during his tenure.
He knew very well that if he really followed Mr. Carlson's advice and saw this amazing paper when he woke up tomorrow morning, he would definitely be scolded.
As for the suspense in those blank spaces, let’s leave it to future scholars to think about…
Rather than spending time on trivial issues, he still wants to spend his limited time thinking about truly important propositions.
Let alone the Riemann Hypothesis...
As a non-profit private academic institution, the purpose of the institution is to promote and disseminate mathematical knowledge and to provide various awards and grants to promising mathematicians.
As for the suspense in those blank spaces, let’s leave it to future scholars to think about…
Director Deaton, who was sitting in the director's office, was worried about such a thing.
He had never imagined that so many troublesome things would happen during his tenure.
Smiling and shaking his head, Lu Zhou stretched, took the notebook from the side and opened it.
The moment he hit Enter, Lu Zhou leaned back gently on his chair.
The roaring in the office has spread to the corridor.
He had never imagined that so many troublesome things would happen during his tenure.
More than an hour has passed since he sent the letter, and Professor Faltings still hasn't replied. It seems that he is either busy with something, or he hasn't figured out how to reply to him yet.
He didn't have to wait long.
As a non-profit private academic institution, the purpose of the institution is to promote and disseminate mathematical knowledge and to provide various awards and grants to promising mathematicians.
From the beginning of the summer until now, the entire Clay Institute, including the members of the Scientific Advisory Committee and the security guards guarding the gate, have been discussing whether to award this award...
"What's the matter? If you have anything to say, please tell me."
Almost at the moment when the paper was successfully uploaded, the familiar light blue dialog box also appeared in his field of vision.
"...Enough! I am no longer serving as the chairman of the Scientific Advisory Committee. You should find other more capable and far-sighted scholars to hold this position! Instead of habitually thinking about solving problems whenever you encounter trouble. Throw it at me!”
"This, this is simply..."
But this not only deviates from the theme of this paper, but also seems a bit boring.
Even just a few months ago, when he had just turned over the golden legendary mission card, he, who had always been calm, was so excited that he couldn't sleep well all night.
Even just a few months ago, when he had just turned over the golden legendary mission card, he, who had always been calm, was so excited that he couldn't sleep well all night.
…
In terms of the amount of content, it is enough to publish a special issue of "Mathematical Futures".
The two people couldn't look away from each other.
[Congratulations to the host for completing the "Legendary" mission!]
"...In fact, just now, I read the abstract of the paper."
The roaring in the office has spread to the corridor.
If these problems were not selected by the most prestigious scholars in various fields, and if he himself could not even find the door, he would even begin to doubt that this so-called Millennium Problem was a fake problem. .
…
The moment he hit Enter, Lu Zhou leaned back gently on his chair.
The clock on the wall was ticking.
The roaring in the office has spread to the corridor.
The paper was uploaded at 12 noon.
"Don't call me, send me to Harvard University! Now!"
The paper was uploaded at 12 noon.
Now, his math level has finally touched the limit of LV10, and one toe has already stepped on the boundary to the future. No one is closer to the future than him...
"The grand unity of algebra and geometry..." Director Deaton's voice was also full of hoarseness. Looking at the contents of the abstract, his wide eyes were full of disbelief, "He, he means, he has achieved it. ?”
More than an hour has passed since he sent the letter, and Professor Faltings still hasn't replied. It seems that he is either busy with something, or he hasn't figured out how to reply to him yet.
At this moment in most parts of the United States, the clock has just passed midnight.
Lu Zhou still remembered.
As if he had guessed that Professor Carlson would say this, the trainee assistant had a true expression in his eyes.
"Wait a minute, did you drive here?"
As for the suspense in those blank spaces, let’s leave it to future scholars to think about…
He stared at Professor Carlson who was losing his temper in shock. After hesitating for a while, he swallowed and spoke bravely.
In sharp contrast to the quiet night in the suburbs of Cambridge, Massachusetts, the Clay Research Institute located in the suburbs is still brightly lit at this moment.
“God…”
Seeing the serious expression on his immediate boss's face, the assistant immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Unlike other purely mathematical research institutions that worry about funding, this academic institution seems to have been troubled by how to "distribute money" since its establishment in 1998.
He knew very well that if he really followed Mr. Carlson's advice and saw this amazing paper when he woke up tomorrow morning, he would definitely be scolded.
Rather than spending time on trivial issues, he still wants to spend his limited time thinking about truly important propositions.
He had never imagined that so many troublesome things would happen during his tenure.
As a non-profit private academic institution, the purpose of the institution is to promote and disseminate mathematical knowledge and to provide various awards and grants to promising mathematicians.
The moment he hit Enter, Lu Zhou leaned back gently on his chair.
Then…
Even just a few months ago, when he had just turned over the golden legendary mission card, he, who had always been calm, was so excited that he couldn't sleep well all night.
After saying goodbye to the old man who was doing morning exercises, Lu Zhou turned around and returned home along the way he came.
"well!"
Professor Carlson said angrily: "Then give him the award!"
Unlike other purely mathematical research institutions that worry about funding, this academic institution seems to have been troubled by how to "distribute money" since its establishment in 1998.
From the beginning of the summer until now, the entire Clay Institute, including the members of the Scientific Advisory Committee and the security guards guarding the gate, have been discussing whether to award this award...
Carlson: "Then we won't award it!"
Then…
As for the suspense in those blank spaces, let’s leave it to future scholars to think about…
Such as now.
Glancing in the direction of the door, he noticed that the person standing there was the intern assistant he hired not long ago. Professor Carlson was in a bad mood and said impatiently.
Deaton: "But this is against the rules..."
"...Enough! I am no longer serving as the chairman of the Scientific Advisory Committee. You should find other more capable and far-sighted scholars to hold this position! Instead of habitually thinking about solving problems whenever you encounter trouble. Throw it at me!”
After saying these words, Professor Carlson disappeared from the door of the office without looking back, leaving only Director Deaton alone, facing the empty office, alone and messy under the light...
Because he became interested in what the intern assistant said, Director Deaton, who was standing next to him, also wanted to join in the fun and took a look.
Director Deaton, who was sitting in the director's office, was worried about such a thing.
He didn't have to wait long.
Arriving at the study on the second floor, Lu Zhou walked to the desk and sat down. He first checked his mailbox.
Ever since the Riemann Hypothesis was proven at the International Congress of Mathematicians, they have been having a headache over the issue of awarding the Millennium Problem Prize and a $1 million prize.
The roaring in the office has spread to the corridor.
Glancing in the direction of the door, he noticed that the person standing there was the intern assistant he hired not long ago. Professor Carlson was in a bad mood and said impatiently.
"But in our institute, you have the highest academic reputation and the most qualified person to do this, and you are the only one who has had some friendship with him. I beg you, this is the last time! I believe it. I, I swear to God!”
It's not because there is no money, but because the identity of this winner is a bit special.
In fact, if you give him some time, most of the propositions he proposed can be written in the form of theorems, and he did come up with some brilliant ideas that may be able to solve these problems. .
The paper was uploaded at 12 noon.
However, just when he was about to turn around and leave the office and go to the corridor to make a phone call, he was quickly stopped by Professor Carlson behind him.
The Adam's apple moved up and down. Professor Carlson, who was speaking, suddenly remembered something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the intern assistant standing at the door, and ordered, "Call the Institute of Mathematical Sciences of Harvard University immediately! Contact Qiu Chengtong for me. professor."
Professor Carlson said angrily: "Then give him the award!"
It’s just an award, and it doesn’t mean it has to be awarded to different people.
“God…”
The Adam's apple moved up and down. Professor Carlson, who was speaking, suddenly remembered something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the intern assistant standing at the door, and ordered, "Call the Institute of Mathematical Sciences of Harvard University immediately! Contact Qiu Chengtong for me. professor."
Counting the two Millennium Problems of the NS equation and Yang-Mills equation, this guy has already won the prize twice!
Director Deaton couldn't laugh or cry and said: "...But, but you know, we have awarded him the Millennium Award twice, and the last time he didn't even bother to come to the award ceremony..."
Because he became interested in what the intern assistant said, Director Deaton, who was standing next to him, also wanted to join in the fun and took a look.
Seeing Professor Carlson about to leave, and thinking of Director Deaton who had not yet finished discussing the award, he immediately came back to his senses and spoke hurriedly.
It’s just an award, and it doesn’t mean it has to be awarded to different people.
"Actually, this matter is not as troublesome as you think. The International Union of Mathematicians has recognized Lu Zhou's proof. We only need to..."
He had never imagined that so many troublesome things would happen during his tenure.
In addition to the grand unified theory of algebra and geometry, it also contains the outline and framework of the future of mathematics in his mind, as well as some conjectures he derived when studying this issue.
If nothing else goes wrong, he will soon receive his third award in his life.
More than an hour has passed since he sent the letter, and Professor Faltings still hasn't replied. It seems that he is either busy with something, or he hasn't figured out how to reply to him yet.
However, he did not give up just yet.
He had never imagined that so many troublesome things would happen during his tenure.
And it is the Riemann Hypothesis with the most weight.
He stared at Professor Carlson who was losing his temper in shock. After hesitating for a while, he swallowed and spoke bravely.
Lu Zhou had made many assumptions before about what the future world would be and what form it would take in front of him.
It wasn't until the minute hand moved a full step, and it was still a big step, that the silence in the office was broken, and the two of them almost exclaimed in unison.
Rather than spending time on trivial issues, he still wants to spend his limited time thinking about truly important propositions.
Although the excitement cannot be deceived.
That is, that option for a future era.
Such as now.
This award has almost become specially created for him!
Professor Carlson stuffed the paper into his pocket and walked towards the door without saying a word.
Apart from that, there was no sound in the room.
In fact, if that's all it is, then that's fine.
"Wait a minute, did you drive here?"
In addition, this guy is neither famous nor short of money. Last time he won the Millennium Prize for the Yang-Mills equation, he didn't even bother to come. He asked a physicist from his institute to come on a business trip. I stopped by the Collège de France on the way and picked up the medal and a check for one million US dollars.
It’s just an award, and it doesn’t mean it has to be awarded to different people.
Director Deaton couldn't laugh or cry and said: "...But, but you know, we have awarded him the Millennium Award twice, and the last time he didn't even bother to come to the award ceremony..."
"Limited by my level of knowledge, I cannot make a judgment on the content of the paper. But considering that this paper is somewhat related to the Riemann Hypothesis, I printed it out for you and sincerely recommend that you read it now. At a glance... Although this may be a bit presumptuous, I am sure you will not blame me and will be shocked by the content of this paper."
Smiling and shaking his head, Lu Zhou stretched, took the notebook from the side and opened it.
However, this Professor Lu didn't seem to be interested in receiving awards, and even showed a hint of impatience.
Seeing Professor Carlson about to leave, and thinking of Director Deaton who had not yet finished discussing the award, he immediately came back to his senses and spoke hurriedly.
As if he had guessed that Professor Carlson would say this, the trainee assistant had a true expression in his eyes.
He didn't have to wait long.
In addition, this guy is neither famous nor short of money. Last time he won the Millennium Prize for the Yang-Mills equation, he didn't even bother to come. He asked a physicist from his institute to come on a business trip. I stopped by the Collège de France on the way and picked up the medal and a check for one million US dollars.
If these problems were not selected by the most prestigious scholars in various fields, and if he himself could not even find the door, he would even begin to doubt that this so-called Millennium Problem was a fake problem. .
Then…
He knew very well that if he really followed Mr. Carlson's advice and saw this amazing paper when he woke up tomorrow morning, he would definitely be scolded.
From the beginning of the summer until now, the entire Clay Institute, including the members of the Scientific Advisory Committee and the security guards guarding the gate, have been discussing whether to award this award...
The complete paper has a total of forty pages, which is larger than imagined.
"In the garage... what happened?"
Professor Carlson's loud roar came from the director's office.
"Actually, this matter is not as troublesome as you think. The International Union of Mathematicians has recognized Lu Zhou's proof. We only need to..."
Shock
Professor Carlson said angrily: "Then give him the award!"
He didn't have to wait long.
"...Enough! I am no longer serving as the chairman of the Scientific Advisory Committee. You should find other more capable and far-sighted scholars to hold this position! Instead of habitually thinking about solving problems whenever you encounter trouble. Throw it at me!”
Even just a few months ago, when he had just turned over the golden legendary mission card, he, who had always been calm, was so excited that he couldn't sleep well all night.
Such as now.
Lu Zhou still remembered.
Looking at Professor Carlson who made it clear that he did not intend to cooperate, Director Deaton did not want to embarrass the old man from the bottom of his heart.
But compared to pure excitement and excitement, what filled his chest at this moment was more of a hint of understanding.
Professor Carlson's loud roar came from the director's office.
Is there anything more shocking than the Riemann Hypothesis
Carlson: "Then we won't award it!"
However, this Professor Lu didn't seem to be interested in receiving awards, and even showed a hint of impatience.
Swallowing again, the trainee assistant continued.
In addition to the grand unified theory of algebra and geometry, it also contains the outline and framework of the future of mathematics in his mind, as well as some conjectures he derived when studying this issue.
When he heard that Director Deaton planned to leave this matter to himself, who was about to retire, he turned against him almost instantly.
As if he had guessed that Professor Carlson would say this, the trainee assistant had a true expression in his eyes.
He didn't have to wait long.
However, he did not give up just yet.
Shock
However, this Professor Lu didn't seem to be interested in receiving awards, and even showed a hint of impatience.
Looking at Professor Carlson who made it clear that he did not intend to cooperate, Director Deaton did not want to embarrass the old man from the bottom of his heart.
Ever since the Riemann Hypothesis was proven at the International Congress of Mathematicians, they have been having a headache over the issue of awarding the Millennium Problem Prize and a $1 million prize.
The so-called Millennium Problem, as the name suggests, is prepared for the entire millennium.
But thinking about the identity of the winner and how difficult it was to award the award to that big shot, he had no choice but to say sorry in his heart, and then persuaded him earnestly.
Looking at Professor Carlson who made it clear that he did not intend to cooperate, Director Deaton did not want to embarrass the old man from the bottom of his heart.
Professor Carlson said angrily: "Then give him the award!"
…
"But in our institute, you have the highest academic reputation and the most qualified person to do this, and you are the only one who has had some friendship with him. I beg you, this is the last time! I believe it. I, I swear to God!”
"...Enough! I am no longer serving as the chairman of the Scientific Advisory Committee. You should find other more capable and far-sighted scholars to hold this position! Instead of habitually thinking about solving problems whenever you encounter trouble. Throw it at me!”
The moment he hit Enter, Lu Zhou leaned back gently on his chair.
Professor Carlson raised his eyebrows.
Seeing the serious expression on his immediate boss's face, the assistant immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Wait a minute, the Riemann Hypothesis award award—"
The Adam's apple moved up and down. Professor Carlson, who was speaking, suddenly remembered something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the intern assistant standing at the door, and ordered, "Call the Institute of Mathematical Sciences of Harvard University immediately! Contact Qiu Chengtong for me. professor."
When he said this, Deaton was actually full of helplessness.
Carlson: "Then we won't award it!"
When he heard that Director Deaton planned to leave this matter to himself, who was about to retire, he turned against him almost instantly.
He had never imagined that so many troublesome things would happen during his tenure.
Carlson said almost madly: "Farke! So what do you want?!"
Director Deaton couldn't laugh or cry and said: "...But, but you know, we have awarded him the Millennium Award twice, and the last time he didn't even bother to come to the award ceremony..."
The so-called Millennium Problem, as the name suggests, is prepared for the entire millennium.
Director Deaton, who was sitting in the director's office, was worried about such a thing.
"... Just now, Professor Lu posted a paper on Arxiv. Because you set a tracking tag for that research direction, I received a reminder immediately."
But this not only deviates from the theme of this paper, but also seems a bit boring.
Who would have thought that in just a few years, three of these problems would be killed in a row? !
The complete paper has a total of forty pages, which is larger than imagined.
Lu Zhou still remembered.
Carlson: "Then we won't award it!"
In addition, this guy is neither famous nor short of money. Last time he won the Millennium Prize for the Yang-Mills equation, he didn't even bother to come. He asked a physicist from his institute to come on a business trip. I stopped by the Collège de France on the way and picked up the medal and a check for one million US dollars.
Such as now.
However, he did not give up just yet.
Is there anything more shocking than the Riemann Hypothesis
Professor Carlson said angrily: "Then give him the award!"
If these problems were not selected by the most prestigious scholars in various fields, and if he himself could not even find the door, he would even begin to doubt that this so-called Millennium Problem was a fake problem. .
He didn't have to wait long.
If nothing else goes wrong, he will soon receive his third award in his life.
However, he did not give up just yet.
Glancing in the direction of the door, he noticed that the person standing there was the intern assistant he hired not long ago. Professor Carlson was in a bad mood and said impatiently.
It took about a whole morning, and with Xiao Ai's help, Lu Zhou sorted out all the contents on the draft paper onto the computer.
"Actually, this matter is not as troublesome as you think. The International Union of Mathematicians has recognized Lu Zhou's proof. We only need to..."
As if he had guessed that Professor Carlson would say this, the trainee assistant had a true expression in his eyes.
Although his mathematical intuition made him disagree with the intern assistant's words, he still took the printed copy of the paper from the young man's hands and looked at the abstract.
Is there anything more shocking than the Riemann Hypothesis
When he heard that Director Deaton planned to leave this matter to himself, who was about to retire, he turned against him almost instantly.
As a non-profit private academic institution, the purpose of the institution is to promote and disseminate mathematical knowledge and to provide various awards and grants to promising mathematicians.
"Actually, this matter is not as troublesome as you think. The International Union of Mathematicians has recognized Lu Zhou's proof. We only need to..."
As a non-profit private academic institution, the purpose of the institution is to promote and disseminate mathematical knowledge and to provide various awards and grants to promising mathematicians.
Professor Carlson said angrily: "Then give him the award!"
Who would have thought that in just a few years, three of these problems would be killed in a row? !
If nothing else goes wrong, he will soon receive his third award in his life.
[Congratulations to the host for completing the "Legendary" mission!]
"Professor Carlson..."
Even just a few months ago, when he had just turned over the golden legendary mission card, he, who had always been calm, was so excited that he couldn't sleep well all night.
Director Deaton couldn't laugh or cry and said: "...But, but you know, we have awarded him the Millennium Award twice, and the last time he didn't even bother to come to the award ceremony..."
When he heard that Director Deaton planned to leave this matter to himself, who was about to retire, he turned against him almost instantly.
The so-called Millennium Problem, as the name suggests, is prepared for the entire millennium.
Rather than spending time on trivial issues, he still wants to spend his limited time thinking about truly important propositions.
…
It wasn't until the minute hand moved a full step, and it was still a big step, that the silence in the office was broken, and the two of them almost exclaimed in unison.
It's not because there is no money, but because the identity of this winner is a bit special.
Arriving at the study on the second floor, Lu Zhou walked to the desk and sat down. He first checked his mailbox.
The moment he hit Enter, Lu Zhou leaned back gently on his chair.
Carlson: "Then we won't award it!"
Then…
"At least that's what he claims..."
In sharp contrast to the quiet night in the suburbs of Cambridge, Massachusetts, the Clay Research Institute located in the suburbs is still brightly lit at this moment.
Deaton: "But this is against the rules..."
However, this Professor Lu didn't seem to be interested in receiving awards, and even showed a hint of impatience.
It wasn't until the minute hand moved a full step, and it was still a big step, that the silence in the office was broken, and the two of them almost exclaimed in unison.
Carlson said almost madly: "Farke! So what do you want?!"
"well!"
[Congratulations to the host for completing the "Legendary" mission!]
Now, his math level has finally touched the limit of LV10, and one toe has already stepped on the boundary to the future. No one is closer to the future than him...
Smiling and shaking his head, Lu Zhou stretched, took the notebook from the side and opened it.
Although his mathematical intuition made him disagree with the intern assistant's words, he still took the printed copy of the paper from the young man's hands and looked at the abstract.
The roaring in the office has spread to the corridor.
Without delaying for a second, the assistant spoke quickly.
“God…”
The paper was uploaded at 12 noon.
If nothing else goes wrong, he will soon receive his third award in his life.
Just at this moment, a trainee assistant in his thirties, wearing a plaid shirt, walked to the door of the office. Just as he was about to knock on the door and come in, he was startled by the roaring voice, and as if reflexively, he shook half of his head. The closed door was pushed open.
And it is the Riemann Hypothesis with the most weight.
First he opened a bottle of energy potion and drank it as a champagne of victory, feeling the fatigue fade away from his body bit by bit, and then he started today's work.
However, this Professor Lu didn't seem to be interested in receiving awards, and even showed a hint of impatience.
First he opened a bottle of energy potion and drank it as a champagne of victory, feeling the fatigue fade away from his body bit by bit, and then he started today's work.
"Wait a minute, did you drive here?"
It’s just an award, and it doesn’t mean it has to be awarded to different people.
He stared at Professor Carlson who was losing his temper in shock. After hesitating for a while, he swallowed and spoke bravely.
"What's the matter? If you have anything to say, please tell me."
"What's the matter? If you have anything to say, please tell me."
"Professor Carlson..."
Now, his math level has finally touched the limit of LV10, and one toe has already stepped on the boundary to the future. No one is closer to the future than him...
Counting the two Millennium Problems of the NS equation and Yang-Mills equation, this guy has already won the prize twice!
…
In fact, if that's all it is, then that's fine.
Looking at Professor Carlson who made it clear that he did not intend to cooperate, Director Deaton did not want to embarrass the old man from the bottom of his heart.
Even if all the propositions that have been sublimated into theorems due to the Riemann Hypothesis are added up, I am afraid they are not half as important as this matter.
As a non-profit private academic institution, the purpose of the institution is to promote and disseminate mathematical knowledge and to provide various awards and grants to promising mathematicians.
Who would have thought that in just a few years, three of these problems would be killed in a row? !
Glancing in the direction of the door, he noticed that the person standing there was the intern assistant he hired not long ago. Professor Carlson was in a bad mood and said impatiently.
The roaring in the office has spread to the corridor.
The roaring in the office has spread to the corridor.
But compared to pure excitement and excitement, what filled his chest at this moment was more of a hint of understanding.
Professor Carlson's loud roar came from the director's office.
"What's the matter? If you have anything to say, please tell me."
In sharp contrast to the quiet night in the suburbs of Cambridge, Massachusetts, the Clay Research Institute located in the suburbs is still brightly lit at this moment.
The so-called Millennium Problem, as the name suggests, is prepared for the entire millennium.
The two people couldn't look away from each other.
It seemed that he had vaguely felt what the system really wanted to convey to him, and what the so-called future era actually was...
Arriving at the study on the second floor, Lu Zhou walked to the desk and sat down. He first checked his mailbox.
The two people couldn't look away from each other.
Without delaying for a second, the assistant spoke quickly.
Carlson: "Then we won't award it!"
Although the excitement cannot be deceived.
Ever since the Riemann Hypothesis was proven at the International Congress of Mathematicians, they have been having a headache over the issue of awarding the Millennium Problem Prize and a $1 million prize.
In sharp contrast to the quiet night in the suburbs of Cambridge, Massachusetts, the Clay Research Institute located in the suburbs is still brightly lit at this moment.
“God…”
That is, that option for a future era.
He knew very well that if he really followed Mr. Carlson's advice and saw this amazing paper when he woke up tomorrow morning, he would definitely be scolded.
Lu Zhou still remembered.
"... Just now, Professor Lu posted a paper on Arxiv. Because you set a tracking tag for that research direction, I received a reminder immediately."
First he opened a bottle of energy potion and drank it as a champagne of victory, feeling the fatigue fade away from his body bit by bit, and then he started today's work.
"But in our institute, you have the highest academic reputation and the most qualified person to do this, and you are the only one who has had some friendship with him. I beg you, this is the last time! I believe it. I, I swear to God!”
The complete paper has a total of forty pages, which is larger than imagined.
Professor Carlson: "I know, I'll take a look tomorrow morning."
It seemed that he had vaguely felt what the system really wanted to convey to him, and what the so-called future era actually was...
After saying these words, Professor Carlson disappeared from the door of the office without looking back, leaving only Director Deaton alone, facing the empty office, alone and messy under the light...
"...In fact, just now, I read the abstract of the paper."
Arriving at the study on the second floor, Lu Zhou walked to the desk and sat down. He first checked his mailbox.
Glancing in the direction of the door, he noticed that the person standing there was the intern assistant he hired not long ago. Professor Carlson was in a bad mood and said impatiently.
Professor Carlson stuffed the paper into his pocket and walked towards the door without saying a word.
As if he had guessed that Professor Carlson would say this, the trainee assistant had a true expression in his eyes.
Without delaying for a second, the assistant spoke quickly.
However, he did not give up just yet.
However, he did not give up just yet.
However, he did not give up just yet.
But this not only deviates from the theme of this paper, but also seems a bit boring.
Almost at the moment when the paper was successfully uploaded, the familiar light blue dialog box also appeared in his field of vision.
It seemed that he had vaguely felt what the system really wanted to convey to him, and what the so-called future era actually was...
He knew very well that if he really followed Mr. Carlson's advice and saw this amazing paper when he woke up tomorrow morning, he would definitely be scolded.
"At least that's what he claims..."
However, just when he was about to turn around and leave the office and go to the corridor to make a phone call, he was quickly stopped by Professor Carlson behind him.
If nothing else goes wrong, he will soon receive his third award in his life.
The roaring in the office has spread to the corridor.
It wasn't until the minute hand moved a full step, and it was still a big step, that the silence in the office was broken, and the two of them almost exclaimed in unison.
Swallowing again, the trainee assistant continued.
"Don't call me, send me to Harvard University! Now!"
The so-called Millennium Problem, as the name suggests, is prepared for the entire millennium.
However, just when he was about to turn around and leave the office and go to the corridor to make a phone call, he was quickly stopped by Professor Carlson behind him.
In terms of the amount of content, it is enough to publish a special issue of "Mathematical Futures".
"...In fact, just now, I read the abstract of the paper."
After all, knowledge grows more and more, and problems can never be solved.
If nothing else goes wrong, he will soon receive his third award in his life.
Although the excitement cannot be deceived.
"Limited by my level of knowledge, I cannot make a judgment on the content of the paper. But considering that this paper is somewhat related to the Riemann Hypothesis, I printed it out for you and sincerely recommend that you read it now. At a glance... Although this may be a bit presumptuous, I am sure you will not blame me and will be shocked by the content of this paper."
The two people couldn't look away from each other.
"At least that's what he claims..."
As for the suspense in those blank spaces, let’s leave it to future scholars to think about…
When he heard that Director Deaton planned to leave this matter to himself, who was about to retire, he turned against him almost instantly.
Now, his math level has finally touched the limit of LV10, and one toe has already stepped on the boundary to the future. No one is closer to the future than him...
Just at this moment, a trainee assistant in his thirties, wearing a plaid shirt, walked to the door of the office. Just as he was about to knock on the door and come in, he was startled by the roaring voice, and as if reflexively, he shook half of his head. The closed door was pushed open.
It wasn't until the minute hand moved a full step, and it was still a big step, that the silence in the office was broken, and the two of them almost exclaimed in unison.
Shock
He didn't have to wait long.
…
The so-called Millennium Problem, as the name suggests, is prepared for the entire millennium.
…
"The grand unity of algebra and geometry..." Director Deaton's voice was also full of hoarseness. Looking at the contents of the abstract, his wide eyes were full of disbelief, "He, he means, he has achieved it. ?”
Who would have thought that in just a few years, three of these problems would be killed in a row? !
"... Just now, Professor Lu posted a paper on Arxiv. Because you set a tracking tag for that research direction, I received a reminder immediately."
Such as now.
Is there anything more shocking than the Riemann Hypothesis
…
Then…
Apart from that, there was no sound in the room.
Professor Carlson said angrily: "Then give him the award!"
In fact, if you give him some time, most of the propositions he proposed can be written in the form of theorems, and he did come up with some brilliant ideas that may be able to solve these problems. .
"Actually, this matter is not as troublesome as you think. The International Union of Mathematicians has recognized Lu Zhou's proof. We only need to..."
Rather than spending time on trivial issues, he still wants to spend his limited time thinking about truly important propositions.
Professor Carlson raised his eyebrows.
However, just when he was about to turn around and leave the office and go to the corridor to make a phone call, he was quickly stopped by Professor Carlson behind him.
In addition, this guy is neither famous nor short of money. Last time he won the Millennium Prize for the Yang-Mills equation, he didn't even bother to come. He asked a physicist from his institute to come on a business trip. I stopped by the Collège de France on the way and picked up the medal and a check for one million US dollars.
Almost at the moment when the paper was successfully uploaded, the familiar light blue dialog box also appeared in his field of vision.
Almost at the moment when the paper was successfully uploaded, the familiar light blue dialog box also appeared in his field of vision.
Ever since the Riemann Hypothesis was proven at the International Congress of Mathematicians, they have been having a headache over the issue of awarding the Millennium Problem Prize and a $1 million prize.
Professor Carlson's loud roar came from the director's office.
Lu Zhou still remembered.
Professor Carlson opened and closed his dry lips and felt his throat was a little dry. He subconsciously reached for the tea cup on the table. However, after drinking for a long time, he realized that the water in the cup had long been empty.
Although his mathematical intuition made him disagree with the intern assistant's words, he still took the printed copy of the paper from the young man's hands and looked at the abstract.
Just at this moment, a trainee assistant in his thirties, wearing a plaid shirt, walked to the door of the office. Just as he was about to knock on the door and come in, he was startled by the roaring voice, and as if reflexively, he shook half of his head. The closed door was pushed open.
…
Because he became interested in what the intern assistant said, Director Deaton, who was standing next to him, also wanted to join in the fun and took a look.
Director Deaton, who was sitting in the director's office, was worried about such a thing.
He had never imagined that so many troublesome things would happen during his tenure.
Shock
Arriving at the study on the second floor, Lu Zhou walked to the desk and sat down. He first checked his mailbox.
At the very beginning, the system had revealed to him that when all subjects were fully leveled, the world after LV10 would be unlocked—
It wasn't until the minute hand moved a full step, and it was still a big step, that the silence in the office was broken, and the two of them almost exclaimed in unison.
Then…
The Adam's apple moved up and down. Professor Carlson, who was speaking, suddenly remembered something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the intern assistant standing at the door, and ordered, "Call the Institute of Mathematical Sciences of Harvard University immediately! Contact Qiu Chengtong for me. professor."
…
Although the excitement cannot be deceived.
Ever since the Riemann Hypothesis was proven at the International Congress of Mathematicians, they have been having a headache over the issue of awarding the Millennium Problem Prize and a $1 million prize.
He knew very well that if he really followed Mr. Carlson's advice and saw this amazing paper when he woke up tomorrow morning, he would definitely be scolded.
The two people couldn't look away from each other.
It took about a whole morning, and with Xiao Ai's help, Lu Zhou sorted out all the contents on the draft paper onto the computer.
When he said this, Deaton was actually full of helplessness.
The roaring in the office has spread to the corridor.
He had never imagined that so many troublesome things would happen during his tenure.
"What's the matter? If you have anything to say, please tell me."
After all, knowledge grows more and more, and problems can never be solved.
In terms of the amount of content, it is enough to publish a special issue of "Mathematical Futures".
Apart from that, there was no sound in the room.
The clock on the wall was ticking.
Lu Zhou had made many assumptions before about what the future world would be and what form it would take in front of him.
“God…”
"Wait a minute, did you drive here?"
Then…
"Limited by my level of knowledge, I cannot make a judgment on the content of the paper. But considering that this paper is somewhat related to the Riemann Hypothesis, I printed it out for you and sincerely recommend that you read it now. At a glance... Although this may be a bit presumptuous, I am sure you will not blame me and will be shocked by the content of this paper."
Seeing Professor Carlson about to leave, and thinking of Director Deaton who had not yet finished discussing the award, he immediately came back to his senses and spoke hurriedly.
Smiling and shaking his head, Lu Zhou stretched, took the notebook from the side and opened it.
Apart from that, there was no sound in the room.
The clock on the wall was ticking.
Now, his math level has finally touched the limit of LV10, and one toe has already stepped on the boundary to the future. No one is closer to the future than him...
However, he did not give up just yet.
Then…
It took about a whole morning, and with Xiao Ai's help, Lu Zhou sorted out all the contents on the draft paper onto the computer.
More than an hour has passed since he sent the letter, and Professor Faltings still hasn't replied. It seems that he is either busy with something, or he hasn't figured out how to reply to him yet.
…
Swallowing again, the trainee assistant continued.
It wasn't until the minute hand moved a full step, and it was still a big step, that the silence in the office was broken, and the two of them almost exclaimed in unison.
Professor Carlson: "I know, I'll take a look tomorrow morning."
Professor Carlson raised his eyebrows.
“God…”
It seemed that he had vaguely felt what the system really wanted to convey to him, and what the so-called future era actually was...
If nothing else goes wrong, he will soon receive his third award in his life.
In fact, if you give him some time, most of the propositions he proposed can be written in the form of theorems, and he did come up with some brilliant ideas that may be able to solve these problems. .
"... Just now, Professor Lu posted a paper on Arxiv. Because you set a tracking tag for that research direction, I received a reminder immediately."
He had never imagined that so many troublesome things would happen during his tenure.
“Jesus…”
But thinking about the identity of the winner and how difficult it was to award the award to that big shot, he had no choice but to say sorry in his heart, and then persuaded him earnestly.
In fact, if that's all it is, then that's fine.
"...Enough! I am no longer serving as the chairman of the Scientific Advisory Committee. You should find other more capable and far-sighted scholars to hold this position! Instead of habitually thinking about solving problems whenever you encounter trouble. Throw it at me!”
Who would have thought that in just a few years, three of these problems would be killed in a row? !
The Adam's apple moved up and down. Professor Carlson, who was speaking, suddenly remembered something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the intern assistant standing at the door, and ordered, "Call the Institute of Mathematical Sciences of Harvard University immediately! Contact Qiu Chengtong for me. professor."
"Limited by my level of knowledge, I cannot make a judgment on the content of the paper. But considering that this paper is somewhat related to the Riemann Hypothesis, I printed it out for you and sincerely recommend that you read it now. At a glance... Although this may be a bit presumptuous, I am sure you will not blame me and will be shocked by the content of this paper."
But this not only deviates from the theme of this paper, but also seems a bit boring.
…
"This, this is simply..."
"What's the matter? If you have anything to say, please tell me."
Even just a few months ago, when he had just turned over the golden legendary mission card, he, who had always been calm, was so excited that he couldn't sleep well all night.
Professor Carlson stuffed the paper into his pocket and walked towards the door without saying a word.
Carlson said almost madly: "Farke! So what do you want?!"
Professor Carlson said angrily: "Then give him the award!"
"... Just now, Professor Lu posted a paper on Arxiv. Because you set a tracking tag for that research direction, I received a reminder immediately."
Apart from that, there was no sound in the room.
Professor Carlson opened and closed his dry lips and felt his throat was a little dry. He subconsciously reached for the tea cup on the table. However, after drinking for a long time, he realized that the water in the cup had long been empty.
"...Enough! I am no longer serving as the chairman of the Scientific Advisory Committee. You should find other more capable and far-sighted scholars to hold this position! Instead of habitually thinking about solving problems whenever you encounter trouble. Throw it at me!”
After taking a deep breath and looking at the rising morning glow in the distance, Lu Zhou gently clenched his right fist and then gently released it.
Director Deaton couldn't laugh or cry and said: "...But, but you know, we have awarded him the Millennium Award twice, and the last time he didn't even bother to come to the award ceremony..."
Seeing Professor Carlson about to leave, and thinking of Director Deaton who had not yet finished discussing the award, he immediately came back to his senses and spoke hurriedly.
The complete paper has a total of forty pages, which is larger than imagined.
Carlson: "Then we won't award it!"
Although the excitement cannot be deceived.
Professor Carlson said angrily: "Then give him the award!"
"The grand unity of algebra and geometry..." Director Deaton's voice was also full of hoarseness. Looking at the contents of the abstract, his wide eyes were full of disbelief, "He, he means, he has achieved it. ?”
Professor Carlson opened and closed his dry lips and felt his throat was a little dry. He subconsciously reached for the tea cup on the table. However, after drinking for a long time, he realized that the water in the cup had long been empty.
He had never imagined that so many troublesome things would happen during his tenure.
"...In fact, just now, I read the abstract of the paper."
Professor Carlson raised his eyebrows.
First he opened a bottle of energy potion and drank it as a champagne of victory, feeling the fatigue fade away from his body bit by bit, and then he started today's work.
“God…”
Director Deaton couldn't laugh or cry and said: "...But, but you know, we have awarded him the Millennium Award twice, and the last time he didn't even bother to come to the award ceremony..."
Shock
"At least that's what he claims..."
The complete paper has a total of forty pages, which is larger than imagined.
"Don't call me, send me to Harvard University! Now!"
Shock
"Wait a minute, the Riemann Hypothesis award award—"
That is, that option for a future era.
It's not because there is no money, but because the identity of this winner is a bit special.
The Adam's apple moved up and down. Professor Carlson, who was speaking, suddenly remembered something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the intern assistant standing at the door, and ordered, "Call the Institute of Mathematical Sciences of Harvard University immediately! Contact Qiu Chengtong for me. professor."
But thinking about the identity of the winner and how difficult it was to award the award to that big shot, he had no choice but to say sorry in his heart, and then persuaded him earnestly.
As if he had guessed that Professor Carlson would say this, the trainee assistant had a true expression in his eyes.
"well!"
After taking a deep breath and looking at the rising morning glow in the distance, Lu Zhou gently clenched his right fist and then gently released it.
“God…”
Seeing the serious expression on his immediate boss's face, the assistant immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Director Deaton, who was sitting in the director's office, was worried about such a thing.
However, he did not give up just yet.
After taking a deep breath and looking at the rising morning glow in the distance, Lu Zhou gently clenched his right fist and then gently released it.
After taking a deep breath and looking at the rising morning glow in the distance, Lu Zhou gently clenched his right fist and then gently released it.
As a non-profit private academic institution, the purpose of the institution is to promote and disseminate mathematical knowledge and to provide various awards and grants to promising mathematicians.
However, just when he was about to turn around and leave the office and go to the corridor to make a phone call, he was quickly stopped by Professor Carlson behind him.
If these problems were not selected by the most prestigious scholars in various fields, and if he himself could not even find the door, he would even begin to doubt that this so-called Millennium Problem was a fake problem. .
It took about a whole morning, and with Xiao Ai's help, Lu Zhou sorted out all the contents on the draft paper onto the computer.
After saying goodbye to the old man who was doing morning exercises, Lu Zhou turned around and returned home along the way he came.
"Wait a minute, did you drive here?"
However, just when he was about to turn around and leave the office and go to the corridor to make a phone call, he was quickly stopped by Professor Carlson behind him.
“God…”
Director Deaton couldn't laugh or cry and said: "...But, but you know, we have awarded him the Millennium Award twice, and the last time he didn't even bother to come to the award ceremony..."
The paper was uploaded at 12 noon.
He stared at Professor Carlson who was losing his temper in shock. After hesitating for a while, he swallowed and spoke bravely.
In addition, this guy is neither famous nor short of money. Last time he won the Millennium Prize for the Yang-Mills equation, he didn't even bother to come. He asked a physicist from his institute to come on a business trip. I stopped by the Collège de France on the way and picked up the medal and a check for one million US dollars.
"In the garage... what happened?"
However, this Professor Lu didn't seem to be interested in receiving awards, and even showed a hint of impatience.
"...In fact, just now, I read the abstract of the paper."
"Don't call me, send me to Harvard University! Now!"
Arriving at the study on the second floor, Lu Zhou walked to the desk and sat down. He first checked his mailbox.
Ever since the Riemann Hypothesis was proven at the International Congress of Mathematicians, they have been having a headache over the issue of awarding the Millennium Problem Prize and a $1 million prize.
Professor Carlson stuffed the paper into his pocket and walked towards the door without saying a word.
When he said this, Deaton was actually full of helplessness.
It seemed that he had vaguely felt what the system really wanted to convey to him, and what the so-called future era actually was...
Seeing Professor Carlson about to leave, and thinking of Director Deaton who had not yet finished discussing the award, he immediately came back to his senses and spoke hurriedly.
Seeing Professor Carlson about to leave, and thinking of Director Deaton who had not yet finished discussing the award, he immediately came back to his senses and spoke hurriedly.
Swallowing again, the trainee assistant continued.
"This, this is simply..."
Counting the two Millennium Problems of the NS equation and Yang-Mills equation, this guy has already won the prize twice!
The complete paper has a total of forty pages, which is larger than imagined.
"Wait a minute, the Riemann Hypothesis award award—"
After saying these words, Professor Carlson disappeared from the door of the office without looking back, leaving only Director Deaton alone, facing the empty office, alone and messy under the light...
Glancing in the direction of the door, he noticed that the person standing there was the intern assistant he hired not long ago. Professor Carlson was in a bad mood and said impatiently.
The two people couldn't look away from each other.
Then…
However, this Professor Lu didn't seem to be interested in receiving awards, and even showed a hint of impatience.
More than an hour has passed since he sent the letter, and Professor Faltings still hasn't replied. It seems that he is either busy with something, or he hasn't figured out how to reply to him yet.
"Let's talk about it next time! Compared to this matter, these trivial things are not worth mentioning at all!"
"well!"
"At least that's what he claims..."
Apart from that, there was no sound in the room.
Professor Carlson said angrily: "Then give him the award!"
"At least that's what he claims..."
Let alone the Riemann Hypothesis...
The moment he hit Enter, Lu Zhou leaned back gently on his chair.
The so-called Millennium Problem, as the name suggests, is prepared for the entire millennium.
Even if all the propositions that have been sublimated into theorems due to the Riemann Hypothesis are added up, I am afraid they are not half as important as this matter.
Because he became interested in what the intern assistant said, Director Deaton, who was standing next to him, also wanted to join in the fun and took a look.
In sharp contrast to the quiet night in the suburbs of Cambridge, Massachusetts, the Clay Research Institute located in the suburbs is still brightly lit at this moment.
The so-called Millennium Problem, as the name suggests, is prepared for the entire millennium.
Smiling and shaking his head, Lu Zhou stretched, took the notebook from the side and opened it.
When he said this, Deaton was actually full of helplessness.
But compared to pure excitement and excitement, what filled his chest at this moment was more of a hint of understanding.
He didn't have to wait long.
At the very beginning, the system had revealed to him that when all subjects were fully leveled, the world after LV10 would be unlocked—
After saying these words, Professor Carlson disappeared from the door of the office without looking back, leaving only Director Deaton alone, facing the empty office, alone and messy under the light...
Ever since the Riemann Hypothesis was proven at the International Congress of Mathematicians, they have been having a headache over the issue of awarding the Millennium Problem Prize and a $1 million prize.
In sharp contrast to the quiet night in the suburbs of Cambridge, Massachusetts, the Clay Research Institute located in the suburbs is still brightly lit at this moment.
"The grand unity of algebra and geometry..." Director Deaton's voice was also full of hoarseness. Looking at the contents of the abstract, his wide eyes were full of disbelief, "He, he means, he has achieved it. ?”