Facts have proved that Lu Zhou's hunch was correct.
I don’t know why he went crazy, but Molina actually came downstairs of his hotel.
He has seen it before!
"… This is."
"These things are for you."
I don’t know why he went crazy, but Molina actually came downstairs of his hotel.
Different from ordinary bars, this kind of bar in a five-star hotel is more like a restaurant than a bar. The service targets are more business people, so it not only looks more modern and elegant in decoration , the music in the bar is also mainly piano music, violin and saxophone.
Moreover, Lu Zhou was also curious about what this short-lived genius studied in the last moments of his life.
"… This is."
After taking a bite of the burger, Lu Zhou asked casually.
"Sir, do you need to check this lady in?"
Everyone came, and Lu Zhou couldn't refuse, so he had to take her to the bar on the second floor of the hotel.
There's no such thing as drinking, let alone ordering a bunch of colorful cocktails right off the bat, which makes you look like a novice.
Of course, the wine that is usually served in bars is also served here, although many of them are not written on the menu.
Looking at Molina lying on the table, the waiter said with a considerate smile.
Different from ordinary bars, this kind of bar in a five-star hotel is more like a restaurant than a bar. The service targets are more business people, so it not only looks more modern and elegant in decoration , the music in the bar is also mainly piano music, violin and saxophone.
"It's okay, I don't need them anymore... Anyway, the things written on them are all messy."
"Sir, do you need to check this lady in?"
"Drink less, it hurts your brain."
"what do you know?"
"...It's nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."
Her forehead hit the table with a thud, but she didn't hear her cry out in pain. She fell straight down on the table and fell unconscious. Lu Zhou looked dumbfounded from the side.
Different from ordinary bars, this kind of bar in a five-star hotel is more like a restaurant than a bar. The service targets are more business people, so it not only looks more modern and elegant in decoration , the music in the bar is also mainly piano music, violin and saxophone.
Of course, the wine that is usually served in bars is also served here, although many of them are not written on the menu.
Her forehead hit the table with a thud, but she didn't hear her cry out in pain. She fell straight down on the table and fell unconscious. Lu Zhou looked dumbfounded from the side.
After flying tens of thousands of kilometers, Lu Zhou originally planned to go to bed early, but a large glass of beer and a hamburger made it impossible for him to sleep.
Lu Zhou sighed.
"… This is."
After drinking the "Sunrise" in the cup, Molina's eyes were filled with confusion.
Lu Zhou sighed.
Without any intention of explaining, Molina took out a handbag from the side and placed it heavily on the table.
Lu Zhou ordered a bacon burger and a glass of German dark beer, and then watched this guy order a bunch of colorful cocktails without saying a word, drinking one cup after another.
"Okay, sir."
Molina: "Why is that?"
Are you kidding me
Although he himself has the habit of jotting down his inspirations, he is still a little different from Professor Abel. At least he will never mix academic matters with trivial matters in life.
Obelisk-like "stone monuments" stand on the ground, and the endless wilderness extends toward the blurred edge...
He has seen it before!
Finally unable to stand it any longer, Lu Zhou couldn't help but offer some advice.
"Don't worry, that day will never happen. Seeing these things will only make me upset... I will go to the bathroom."
I don’t know why he went crazy, but Molina actually came downstairs of his hotel.
"… This is."
"Drink less, it hurts your brain."
The moment he saw this painting, Lu Zhou's pupils suddenly shrank.
The moment he saw this painting, Lu Zhou's pupils suddenly shrank.
"What I mean is, help her open another guest room... Also, please help find two ladies and throw her in."
"... Is it really okay to give me such an important thing?"
There's no such thing as drinking, let alone ordering a bunch of colorful cocktails right off the bat, which makes you look like a novice.
As for the Riemann Hypothesis...
"It's not a matter of who invites whom... Although if you insist on inviting someone, I won't object."
"Don't worry, that day will never happen. Seeing these things will only make me upset... I will go to the bathroom."
Different from ordinary bars, this kind of bar in a five-star hotel is more like a restaurant than a bar. The service targets are more business people, so it not only looks more modern and elegant in decoration , the music in the bar is also mainly piano music, violin and saxophone.
"...Nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."
"I invite you."
Why did it end up being my treat
Although it’s not in the form of a painting…
After flying tens of thousands of kilometers, Lu Zhou originally planned to go to bed early, but a large glass of beer and a hamburger made it impossible for him to sleep.
"It's not a matter of who invites whom... Although if you insist on inviting someone, I won't object."
This proposition, which seems almost natural now, was equivalent to the Millennium Problem level at that time, and its history is much older than the Riemann Hypothesis. It has existed and troubled the mathematical world for two and a half years. century.
Is this a break for drinking
Molina: "Why is that?"
Is this a break for drinking
After a long silence, a trace of struggle flashed in her confused eyes. Molina suddenly sighed, put the cup back on the table, and said giving up.
"I just found out today..."
Of course, the wine that is usually served in bars is also served here, although many of them are not written on the menu.
For example, when Lu Zhou turned to one of the diaries, the previous page was still about Professor Abel having his wallet stolen while riding in a carriage and cursing the thief. The next page without warning changed to Thoughts on the proposition "General algebraic equations higher than fourth degree have no algebraic solutions of general form."
"...Forget it, for the sake of this great gift, this drink is mine for now."
Moreover, Lu Zhou was also curious about what this short-lived genius studied in the last moments of his life.
However, Professor Abel seems to be more casual. Not only does he like to intersperse some of his insights on poverty and life into academic content, he also seems to be quite concerned about the situation in the Mediterranean and the Spanish movement.
Lu Zhou: "The way you look makes me think you want to do something evil to me."
After staring in the direction of the bar for a long time and turning her profile towards Lu Zhou, she suddenly spoke.
"... What are you planning to do?"
It's over, it seems it's too late.
Moreover, Lu Zhou was also curious about what this short-lived genius studied in the last moments of his life.
The cup in her hand paused, and Molina, who was drinking, frowned and said a little unclearly.
However, although it is unlikely to discover new mathematical theorems or propositions, as a great man of the era, his mathematical ideas are still worth exploring.
In fact, mathematics in the 19th century was very backward compared to today.
"... What are you planning to do?"
However, although it is unlikely to discover new mathematical theorems or propositions, as a great man of the era, his mathematical ideas are still worth exploring.
Without any intention of explaining, Molina took out a handbag from the side and placed it heavily on the table.
It's over, it seems it's too late.
Did you agree to treat me to a drink
Are you kidding me
Lu Zhou looked at the unconscious Molina with a speechless expression on his face.
"... Is it really okay to give me such an important thing?"
This not-so-smart guy was probably drunk.
Did you agree to treat me to a drink
I don’t know why he went crazy, but Molina actually came downstairs of his hotel.
"I invite you."
Lu Zhou sighed.
Why did it end up being my treat
As for the Riemann Hypothesis...
Everyone came, and Lu Zhou couldn't refuse, so he had to take her to the bar on the second floor of the hotel.
I don’t know why he went crazy, but Molina actually came downstairs of his hotel.
Facts have proved that Lu Zhou's hunch was correct.
In fact, mathematics in the 19th century was very backward compared to today.
"...It's nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."
Although it’s not in the form of a painting…
Without any intention of explaining, Molina took out a handbag from the side and placed it heavily on the table.
After drinking the "Sunrise" in the cup, Molina's eyes were filled with confusion.
"Okay, sir."
"It's okay, I don't need them anymore... Anyway, the things written on them are all messy."
After drinking the "Sunrise" in the cup, Molina's eyes were filled with confusion.
"...It's nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."
The moment he saw this painting, Lu Zhou's pupils suddenly shrank.
"...Nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."
"Drink less, it hurts your brain."
After staring in the direction of the bar for a long time and turning her profile towards Lu Zhou, she suddenly spoke.
However, although it is unlikely to discover new mathematical theorems or propositions, as a great man of the era, his mathematical ideas are still worth exploring.
Although all consumption in the hotel can be calculated into the room fee, he is not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of the public, and he does not lack the money, so he still insists on swiping his card to pay for the order.
By the way, this proposition was solved by him in 1824, and judging from the time on the footer of the diary, it happened to be the end of 1823 when he wrote these things.
After a long silence, a trace of struggle flashed in her confused eyes. Molina suddenly sighed, put the cup back on the table, and said giving up.
Looking at the handbag on the table, Lu Zhou said hesitantly.
"I just found out today..."
Why did it end up being my treat
"What I mean is, help her open another guest room... Also, please help find two ladies and throw her in."
Obelisk-like "stone monuments" stand on the ground, and the endless wilderness extends toward the blurred edge...
After taking a bite of the burger, Lu Zhou asked casually.
Her forehead hit the table with a thud, but she didn't hear her cry out in pain. She fell straight down on the table and fell unconscious. Lu Zhou looked dumbfounded from the side.
In fact, mathematics in the 19th century was very backward compared to today.
After taking a bite of the burger, Lu Zhou asked casually.
However, although it is unlikely to discover new mathematical theorems or propositions, as a great man of the era, his mathematical ideas are still worth exploring.
As for the Riemann Hypothesis...
After taking a bite of the burger, Lu Zhou asked casually.
"... What are you planning to do?"
"... What are you planning to do?"
Did you agree to treat me to a drink
It's over, it seems it's too late.
"what do you know?"
"I just found out today..."
In fact, mathematics in the 19th century was very backward compared to today.
Moreover, Lu Zhou was also curious about what this short-lived genius studied in the last moments of his life.
This reminded him of an old friend, Professor Tao, who taught at the University of California. In this regard, the two were really very similar. It’s just that one is written in a diary and the other is written on a personal blog.
Lu Zhou: "...???"
Are you kidding me
After a long silence, a trace of struggle flashed in her confused eyes. Molina suddenly sighed, put the cup back on the table, and said giving up.
Looking at Molina lying on the table, the waiter said with a considerate smile.
"...Forget it, for the sake of this great gift, this drink is mine for now."
"... What are you planning to do?"
Dr. Riemann, who proposed it, was born in a small town in the Kingdom of Hanover two years later, and he had to wait another twenty years before he switched from the study of theology and philosophy to mathematics.
However, Professor Abel seems to be more casual. Not only does he like to intersperse some of his insights on poverty and life into academic content, he also seems to be quite concerned about the situation in the Mediterranean and the Spanish movement.
"...Nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."
"Sir, do you need to check this lady in?"
The cup in her hand paused, and Molina, who was drinking, frowned and said a little unclearly.
Obelisk-like "stone monuments" stand on the ground, and the endless wilderness extends toward the blurred edge...
However, Professor Abel seems to be more casual. Not only does he like to intersperse some of his insights on poverty and life into academic content, he also seems to be quite concerned about the situation in the Mediterranean and the Spanish movement.
This proposition, which seems almost natural now, was equivalent to the Millennium Problem level at that time, and its history is much older than the Riemann Hypothesis. It has existed and troubled the mathematical world for two and a half years. century.
Although it was expected, it was too sudden.
Lu Zhou: "...???"
…
Without any intention of explaining, Molina took out a handbag from the side and placed it heavily on the table.
There's no such thing as drinking, let alone ordering a bunch of colorful cocktails right off the bat, which makes you look like a novice.
Are you kidding me
Everyone came, and Lu Zhou couldn't refuse, so he had to take her to the bar on the second floor of the hotel.
After taking a sip of the cocktail, Molina knocked the empty cup on the table without any image and said expressionlessly.
"...Nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."
Without any intention of explaining, Molina took out a handbag from the side and placed it heavily on the table.
Looking at the handbag on the table, Lu Zhou said hesitantly.
Different from ordinary bars, this kind of bar in a five-star hotel is more like a restaurant than a bar. The service targets are more business people, so it not only looks more modern and elegant in decoration , the music in the bar is also mainly piano music, violin and saxophone.
"These things are for you."
Realizing that he had misunderstood, the waiter immediately showed an apologetic expression on his face and said in an apologetic tone.
"Sir, do you need to check this lady in?"
"What I mean is, help her open another guest room... Also, please help find two ladies and throw her in."
"What I mean is, help her open another guest room... Also, please help find two ladies and throw her in."
Lu Zhou: "...What is this?"
He has seen it before!
"Sir, do you need to check this lady in?"
"What I mean is, help her open another guest room... Also, please help find two ladies and throw her in."
"The things handed down from our ancestors are mainly Professor Abel's notes. By the way, there are traces of ballpoint pen drawings on a few pages on them... I accidentally made them when I was a child, so you don't need to worry about it."
Looking at the handbag on the table and sighing, Lu Zhou reached out and pressed the bell on the table, calling the waiter to the side.
"These things are for you."
Moreover, Lu Zhou was also curious about what this short-lived genius studied in the last moments of his life.
For some reason, when she mentioned "ancestry", Molina almost gritted her teeth and squeezed out the words, so much so that Lu Zhou was not sure whether she was drunk or not. Such a decision.
It was a sketch, whether it was drawn with charcoal or pencil.
By the way, this proposition was solved by him in 1824, and judging from the time on the footer of the diary, it happened to be the end of 1823 when he wrote these things.
"It's okay, I don't need them anymore... Anyway, the things written on them are all messy."
Lu Zhou looked at the unconscious Molina with a speechless expression on his face.
Looking at the handbag on the table, Lu Zhou said hesitantly.
"what do you know?"
this painting!
With that said, Molina drank the last glass of wine in one clean gulp, supported the table with both hands, and stood up unsteadily.
"Sir, do you need to check this lady in?"
"Yes sir."
I don’t know why he went crazy, but Molina actually came downstairs of his hotel.
Facts have proved that Lu Zhou's hunch was correct.
As for the Riemann Hypothesis...
"... Is it really okay to give me such an important thing?"
Molina: "Why is that?"
Although all consumption in the hotel can be calculated into the room fee, he is not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of the public, and he does not lack the money, so he still insists on swiping his card to pay for the order.
At this moment, Lu Zhou suddenly noticed the ambiguous smile on the waiter's face, reacted in an instant, coughed lightly and continued.
After taking a sip of the cocktail, Molina knocked the empty cup on the table without any image and said expressionlessly.
"...Nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."
"I just found out today..."
"...It's nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."
this painting!
However, although it is unlikely to discover new mathematical theorems or propositions, as a great man of the era, his mathematical ideas are still worth exploring.
Obelisk-like "stone monuments" stand on the ground, and the endless wilderness extends toward the blurred edge...
"… This is."
"It's okay, I don't need them anymore... Anyway, the things written on them are all messy."
The contents of the notes are quite confusing, and are more like a diary mixed with various mathematical drafts and inspirations than research notes.
This reminded him of an old friend, Professor Tao, who taught at the University of California. In this regard, the two were really very similar. It’s just that one is written in a diary and the other is written on a personal blog.
This proposition, which seems almost natural now, was equivalent to the Millennium Problem level at that time, and its history is much older than the Riemann Hypothesis. It has existed and troubled the mathematical world for two and a half years. century.
Although it’s not in the form of a painting…
Dr. Riemann, who proposed it, was born in a small town in the Kingdom of Hanover two years later, and he had to wait another twenty years before he switched from the study of theology and philosophy to mathematics.
However, although it is unlikely to discover new mathematical theorems or propositions, as a great man of the era, his mathematical ideas are still worth exploring.
"... Then these things will be kept here for the time being. If you plan to come back, just send me a message. Don't be embarrassed."
Seeing the determined expression on Molina's face, Lu Zhou was silent for a while, and finally sighed and said.
Facts have proved that Lu Zhou's hunch was correct.
"… This is."
Lu Zhou ordered a bacon burger and a glass of German dark beer, and then watched this guy order a bunch of colorful cocktails without saying a word, drinking one cup after another.
Is this a break for drinking
"... What are you planning to do?"
"The things handed down from our ancestors are mainly Professor Abel's notes. By the way, there are traces of ballpoint pen drawings on a few pages on them... I accidentally made them when I was a child, so you don't need to worry about it."
The cup in her hand paused, and Molina, who was drinking, frowned and said a little unclearly.
"... Then these things will be kept here for the time being. If you plan to come back, just send me a message. Don't be embarrassed."
As for the Riemann Hypothesis...
"What I mean is, help her open another guest room... Also, please help find two ladies and throw her in."
With that said, Molina drank the last glass of wine in one clean gulp, supported the table with both hands, and stood up unsteadily.
Although it was expected, it was too sudden.
You never know, you might find something interesting.
"Don't worry, that day will never happen. Seeing these things will only make me upset... I will go to the bathroom."
Molina: "Why is that?"
I don’t know why he went crazy, but Molina actually came downstairs of his hotel.
"The things handed down from our ancestors are mainly Professor Abel's notes. By the way, there are traces of ballpoint pen drawings on a few pages on them... I accidentally made them when I was a child, so you don't need to worry about it."
"Don't worry, that day will never happen. Seeing these things will only make me upset... I will go to the bathroom."
Finally unable to stand it any longer, Lu Zhou couldn't help but offer some advice.
After a long silence, a trace of struggle flashed in her confused eyes. Molina suddenly sighed, put the cup back on the table, and said giving up.
Realizing that he had misunderstood, the waiter immediately showed an apologetic expression on his face and said in an apologetic tone.
With that said, Molina drank the last glass of wine in one clean gulp, supported the table with both hands, and stood up unsteadily.
"These things are for you."
"...Forget it, for the sake of this great gift, this drink is mine for now."
"Okay, sir."
This not-so-smart guy was probably drunk.
Without any intention of explaining, Molina took out a handbag from the side and placed it heavily on the table.
"These things are for you."
However, before her knees straightened, Lu Zhou saw her kicking her legs forward, standing up and then sitting back down.
Everyone came, and Lu Zhou couldn't refuse, so he had to take her to the bar on the second floor of the hotel.
However, before her knees straightened, Lu Zhou saw her kicking her legs forward, standing up and then sitting back down.
Is this a break for drinking
Looking at the handbag on the table, Lu Zhou said hesitantly.
"These things are for you."
Lu Zhou looked at the unconscious Molina with a speechless expression on his face.
Her forehead hit the table with a thud, but she didn't hear her cry out in pain. She fell straight down on the table and fell unconscious. Lu Zhou looked dumbfounded from the side.
Lu Zhou ordered a bacon burger and a glass of German dark beer, and then watched this guy order a bunch of colorful cocktails without saying a word, drinking one cup after another.
"Okay, sir."
Is this a break for drinking
"Yes sir."
However, although it is unlikely to discover new mathematical theorems or propositions, as a great man of the era, his mathematical ideas are still worth exploring.
Although it was expected, it was too sudden.
It was a sketch, whether it was drawn with charcoal or pencil.
Lu Zhou: "The way you look makes me think you want to do something evil to me."
this painting!
Different from ordinary bars, this kind of bar in a five-star hotel is more like a restaurant than a bar. The service targets are more business people, so it not only looks more modern and elegant in decoration , the music in the bar is also mainly piano music, violin and saxophone.
He turned to the next page, but at this moment, Lu Zhou's index finger and thumb holding the footer suddenly stopped.
"These things are for you."
Lu Zhou looked at the unconscious Molina with a speechless expression on his face.
"... Then these things will be kept here for the time being. If you plan to come back, just send me a message. Don't be embarrassed."
Different from ordinary bars, this kind of bar in a five-star hotel is more like a restaurant than a bar. The service targets are more business people, so it not only looks more modern and elegant in decoration , the music in the bar is also mainly piano music, violin and saxophone.
After a long silence, a trace of struggle flashed in her confused eyes. Molina suddenly sighed, put the cup back on the table, and said giving up.
Did you agree to treat me to a drink
"It's not a matter of who invites whom... Although if you insist on inviting someone, I won't object."
Seeing the determined expression on Molina's face, Lu Zhou was silent for a while, and finally sighed and said.
"It's not a matter of who invites whom... Although if you insist on inviting someone, I won't object."
With that said, Molina drank the last glass of wine in one clean gulp, supported the table with both hands, and stood up unsteadily.
Why did it end up being my treat
However, Professor Abel seems to be more casual. Not only does he like to intersperse some of his insights on poverty and life into academic content, he also seems to be quite concerned about the situation in the Mediterranean and the Spanish movement.
He has seen it before!
Even a genius like Abel, due to the limitations of the times, would not be able to leave any amazing discoveries in his notes, and Lu Zhou did not hold out any hope for this.
"... Is it really okay to give me such an important thing?"
"...Forget it, for the sake of this great gift, this drink is mine for now."
Obelisk-like "stone monuments" stand on the ground, and the endless wilderness extends toward the blurred edge...
Finally unable to stand it any longer, Lu Zhou couldn't help but offer some advice.
Looking at the handbag on the table and sighing, Lu Zhou reached out and pressed the bell on the table, calling the waiter to the side.
After lying on the bed tossing and turning for a long time without feeling sleepy at all, Lu Zhou simply stopped sleeping. He took out the notes from the handbag and started flipping through them with interest.
Is this a break for drinking
"It's okay, I don't need them anymore... Anyway, the things written on them are all messy."
Looking at the handbag on the table and sighing, Lu Zhou reached out and pressed the bell on the table, calling the waiter to the side.
Looking at the handbag on the table and sighing, Lu Zhou reached out and pressed the bell on the table, calling the waiter to the side.
"I invite you."
Dr. Riemann, who proposed it, was born in a small town in the Kingdom of Hanover two years later, and he had to wait another twenty years before he switched from the study of theology and philosophy to mathematics.
He turned to the next page, but at this moment, Lu Zhou's index finger and thumb holding the footer suddenly stopped.
"what do you know?"
Although he himself has the habit of jotting down his inspirations, he is still a little different from Professor Abel. At least he will never mix academic matters with trivial matters in life.
Although all consumption in the hotel can be calculated into the room fee, he is not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of the public, and he does not lack the money, so he still insists on swiping his card to pay for the order.
Seeing the determined expression on Molina's face, Lu Zhou was silent for a while, and finally sighed and said.
After taking a sip of the cocktail, Molina knocked the empty cup on the table without any image and said expressionlessly.
With that said, Molina drank the last glass of wine in one clean gulp, supported the table with both hands, and stood up unsteadily.
Looking at Molina lying on the table, the waiter said with a considerate smile.
Lu Zhou sighed.
For example, when Lu Zhou turned to one of the diaries, the previous page was still about Professor Abel having his wallet stolen while riding in a carriage and cursing the thief. The next page without warning changed to Thoughts on the proposition "General algebraic equations higher than fourth degree have no algebraic solutions of general form."
Although it’s not in the form of a painting…
Lu Zhou ordered a bacon burger and a glass of German dark beer, and then watched this guy order a bunch of colorful cocktails without saying a word, drinking one cup after another.
"...It's nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."
There's no such thing as drinking, let alone ordering a bunch of colorful cocktails right off the bat, which makes you look like a novice.
Lu Zhou ordered a bacon burger and a glass of German dark beer, and then watched this guy order a bunch of colorful cocktails without saying a word, drinking one cup after another.
"Sir, do you need to check this lady in?"
It was a sketch, whether it was drawn with charcoal or pencil.
Lu Zhou: "...???"
This reminded him of an old friend, Professor Tao, who taught at the University of California. In this regard, the two were really very similar. It’s just that one is written in a diary and the other is written on a personal blog.
Of course, the wine that is usually served in bars is also served here, although many of them are not written on the menu.
However, Professor Abel seems to be more casual. Not only does he like to intersperse some of his insights on poverty and life into academic content, he also seems to be quite concerned about the situation in the Mediterranean and the Spanish movement.
Of course, the wine that is usually served in bars is also served here, although many of them are not written on the menu.
At this moment, Lu Zhou suddenly noticed the ambiguous smile on the waiter's face, reacted in an instant, coughed lightly and continued.
Wiping his mouth with a napkin, Lu Zhou said casually, "Well, I'm sorry to bother you."
"what do you know?"
Different from ordinary bars, this kind of bar in a five-star hotel is more like a restaurant than a bar. The service targets are more business people, so it not only looks more modern and elegant in decoration , the music in the bar is also mainly piano music, violin and saxophone.
"What I mean is, help her open another guest room... Also, please help find two ladies and throw her in."
Why did it end up being my treat
"Yes sir."
Lu Zhou: "...What is this?"
Wiping his mouth with a napkin, Lu Zhou said casually, "Well, I'm sorry to bother you."
At this moment, Lu Zhou suddenly noticed the ambiguous smile on the waiter's face, reacted in an instant, coughed lightly and continued.
Dr. Riemann, who proposed it, was born in a small town in the Kingdom of Hanover two years later, and he had to wait another twenty years before he switched from the study of theology and philosophy to mathematics.
Seeing the determined expression on Molina's face, Lu Zhou was silent for a while, and finally sighed and said.
"What I mean is, help her open another guest room... Also, please help find two ladies and throw her in."
Dr. Riemann, who proposed it, was born in a small town in the Kingdom of Hanover two years later, and he had to wait another twenty years before he switched from the study of theology and philosophy to mathematics.
"What I mean is, help her open another guest room... Also, please help find two ladies and throw her in."
Looking at Molina lying on the table, the waiter said with a considerate smile.
Looking at the handbag on the table, Lu Zhou said hesitantly.
Realizing that he had misunderstood, the waiter immediately showed an apologetic expression on his face and said in an apologetic tone.
In fact, mathematics in the 19th century was very backward compared to today.
After flying tens of thousands of kilometers, Lu Zhou originally planned to go to bed early, but a large glass of beer and a hamburger made it impossible for him to sleep.
Lu Zhou: "...What is this?"
Although all consumption in the hotel can be calculated into the room fee, he is not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of the public, and he does not lack the money, so he still insists on swiping his card to pay for the order.
Looking at Molina lying on the table, the waiter said with a considerate smile.
Everyone came, and Lu Zhou couldn't refuse, so he had to take her to the bar on the second floor of the hotel.
"Okay, sir."
"It's not a matter of who invites whom... Although if you insist on inviting someone, I won't object."
After taking a bite of the burger, Lu Zhou asked casually.
There's no such thing as drinking, let alone ordering a bunch of colorful cocktails right off the bat, which makes you look like a novice.
"What I mean is, help her open another guest room... Also, please help find two ladies and throw her in."
Different from ordinary bars, this kind of bar in a five-star hotel is more like a restaurant than a bar. The service targets are more business people, so it not only looks more modern and elegant in decoration , the music in the bar is also mainly piano music, violin and saxophone.
"These things are for you."
this painting!
"Okay, sir."
…
"...Forget it, for the sake of this great gift, this drink is mine for now."
After taking a bite of the burger, Lu Zhou asked casually.
The moment he saw this painting, Lu Zhou's pupils suddenly shrank.
The cup in her hand paused, and Molina, who was drinking, frowned and said a little unclearly.
Although it’s not in the form of a painting…
"These things are for you."
Lu Zhou sighed.
After flying tens of thousands of kilometers, Lu Zhou originally planned to go to bed early, but a large glass of beer and a hamburger made it impossible for him to sleep.
However, before her knees straightened, Lu Zhou saw her kicking her legs forward, standing up and then sitting back down.
Different from ordinary bars, this kind of bar in a five-star hotel is more like a restaurant than a bar. The service targets are more business people, so it not only looks more modern and elegant in decoration , the music in the bar is also mainly piano music, violin and saxophone.
"I just found out today..."
After lying on the bed tossing and turning for a long time without feeling sleepy at all, Lu Zhou simply stopped sleeping. He took out the notes from the handbag and started flipping through them with interest.
At this moment, Lu Zhou suddenly noticed the ambiguous smile on the waiter's face, reacted in an instant, coughed lightly and continued.
Facts have proved that Lu Zhou's hunch was correct.
"It's not a matter of who invites whom... Although if you insist on inviting someone, I won't object."
Although all consumption in the hotel can be calculated into the room fee, he is not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of the public, and he does not lack the money, so he still insists on swiping his card to pay for the order.
"I just found out today..."
The contents of the notes are quite confusing, and are more like a diary mixed with various mathematical drafts and inspirations than research notes.
It's over, it seems it's too late.
"Drink less, it hurts your brain."
"Drink less, it hurts your brain."
Her forehead hit the table with a thud, but she didn't hear her cry out in pain. She fell straight down on the table and fell unconscious. Lu Zhou looked dumbfounded from the side.
"I just found out today..."
Seeing the determined expression on Molina's face, Lu Zhou was silent for a while, and finally sighed and said.
Looking at the handbag on the table, Lu Zhou said hesitantly.
Although he himself has the habit of jotting down his inspirations, he is still a little different from Professor Abel. At least he will never mix academic matters with trivial matters in life.
Without any intention of explaining, Molina took out a handbag from the side and placed it heavily on the table.
Lu Zhou looked at the unconscious Molina with a speechless expression on his face.
"Drink less, it hurts your brain."
It's over, it seems it's too late.
"The things handed down from our ancestors are mainly Professor Abel's notes. By the way, there are traces of ballpoint pen drawings on a few pages on them... I accidentally made them when I was a child, so you don't need to worry about it."
"... Is it really okay to give me such an important thing?"
However, Professor Abel seems to be more casual. Not only does he like to intersperse some of his insights on poverty and life into academic content, he also seems to be quite concerned about the situation in the Mediterranean and the Spanish movement.
It's over, it seems it's too late.
This not-so-smart guy was probably drunk.
This reminded him of an old friend, Professor Tao, who taught at the University of California. In this regard, the two were really very similar. It’s just that one is written in a diary and the other is written on a personal blog.
"... Then these things will be kept here for the time being. If you plan to come back, just send me a message. Don't be embarrassed."
"It's not a matter of who invites whom... Although if you insist on inviting someone, I won't object."
"what do you know?"
"It's not a matter of who invites whom... Although if you insist on inviting someone, I won't object."
Looking at the handbag on the table and sighing, Lu Zhou reached out and pressed the bell on the table, calling the waiter to the side.
For example, when Lu Zhou turned to one of the diaries, the previous page was still about Professor Abel having his wallet stolen while riding in a carriage and cursing the thief. The next page without warning changed to Thoughts on the proposition "General algebraic equations higher than fourth degree have no algebraic solutions of general form."
Lu Zhou ordered a bacon burger and a glass of German dark beer, and then watched this guy order a bunch of colorful cocktails without saying a word, drinking one cup after another.
"... What are you planning to do?"
After staring in the direction of the bar for a long time and turning her profile towards Lu Zhou, she suddenly spoke.
"... Is it really okay to give me such an important thing?"
After taking a sip of the cocktail, Molina knocked the empty cup on the table without any image and said expressionlessly.
Are you kidding me
Although he himself has the habit of jotting down his inspirations, he is still a little different from Professor Abel. At least he will never mix academic matters with trivial matters in life.
This proposition, which seems almost natural now, was equivalent to the Millennium Problem level at that time, and its history is much older than the Riemann Hypothesis. It has existed and troubled the mathematical world for two and a half years. century.
I don’t know why he went crazy, but Molina actually came downstairs of his hotel.
In fact, mathematics in the 19th century was very backward compared to today.
"Sir, do you need to check this lady in?"
By the way, this proposition was solved by him in 1824, and judging from the time on the footer of the diary, it happened to be the end of 1823 when he wrote these things.
"It's okay, I don't need them anymore... Anyway, the things written on them are all messy."
There's no such thing as drinking, let alone ordering a bunch of colorful cocktails right off the bat, which makes you look like a novice.
The cup in her hand paused, and Molina, who was drinking, frowned and said a little unclearly.
After staring in the direction of the bar for a long time and turning her profile towards Lu Zhou, she suddenly spoke.
After lying on the bed tossing and turning for a long time without feeling sleepy at all, Lu Zhou simply stopped sleeping. He took out the notes from the handbag and started flipping through them with interest.
As for the Riemann Hypothesis...
After a long silence, a trace of struggle flashed in her confused eyes. Molina suddenly sighed, put the cup back on the table, and said giving up.
Obelisk-like "stone monuments" stand on the ground, and the endless wilderness extends toward the blurred edge...
Moreover, Lu Zhou was also curious about what this short-lived genius studied in the last moments of his life.
However, before her knees straightened, Lu Zhou saw her kicking her legs forward, standing up and then sitting back down.
It was a sketch, whether it was drawn with charcoal or pencil.
Dr. Riemann, who proposed it, was born in a small town in the Kingdom of Hanover two years later, and he had to wait another twenty years before he switched from the study of theology and philosophy to mathematics.
At this moment, Lu Zhou suddenly noticed the ambiguous smile on the waiter's face, reacted in an instant, coughed lightly and continued.
"...Forget it, for the sake of this great gift, this drink is mine for now."
Lu Zhou looked at the unconscious Molina with a speechless expression on his face.
Looking at the handbag on the table and sighing, Lu Zhou reached out and pressed the bell on the table, calling the waiter to the side.
It's over, it seems it's too late.
In fact, mathematics in the 19th century was very backward compared to today.
Lu Zhou looked at the unconscious Molina with a speechless expression on his face.
He has seen it before!
Although all consumption in the hotel can be calculated into the room fee, he is not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of the public, and he does not lack the money, so he still insists on swiping his card to pay for the order.
Looking at Molina lying on the table, the waiter said with a considerate smile.
After taking a bite of the burger, Lu Zhou asked casually.
Even a genius like Abel, due to the limitations of the times, would not be able to leave any amazing discoveries in his notes, and Lu Zhou did not hold out any hope for this.
"what do you know?"
This reminded him of an old friend, Professor Tao, who taught at the University of California. In this regard, the two were really very similar. It’s just that one is written in a diary and the other is written on a personal blog.
However, although it is unlikely to discover new mathematical theorems or propositions, as a great man of the era, his mathematical ideas are still worth exploring.
"I invite you."
This not-so-smart guy was probably drunk.
After taking a bite of the burger, Lu Zhou asked casually.
Although it’s not in the form of a painting…
Wiping his mouth with a napkin, Lu Zhou said casually, "Well, I'm sorry to bother you."
Lu Zhou: "...???"
You never know, you might find something interesting.
This not-so-smart guy was probably drunk.
Looking at the handbag on the table and sighing, Lu Zhou reached out and pressed the bell on the table, calling the waiter to the side.
Looking at the handbag on the table and sighing, Lu Zhou reached out and pressed the bell on the table, calling the waiter to the side.
"Yes sir."
Facts have proved that Lu Zhou's hunch was correct.
Without any intention of explaining, Molina took out a handbag from the side and placed it heavily on the table.
Moreover, Lu Zhou was also curious about what this short-lived genius studied in the last moments of his life.
Are you kidding me
He has seen it before!
Lu Zhou ordered a bacon burger and a glass of German dark beer, and then watched this guy order a bunch of colorful cocktails without saying a word, drinking one cup after another.
Lu Zhou: "...What is this?"
After taking a sip of the cocktail, Molina knocked the empty cup on the table without any image and said expressionlessly.
He turned to the next page, but at this moment, Lu Zhou's index finger and thumb holding the footer suddenly stopped.
You never know, you might find something interesting.
"Sir, do you need to check this lady in?"
"… This is."
For some reason, when she mentioned "ancestry", Molina almost gritted her teeth and squeezed out the words, so much so that Lu Zhou was not sure whether she was drunk or not. Such a decision.
Although it’s not in the form of a painting…
"Drink less, it hurts your brain."
"... What are you planning to do?"
"Sir, do you need to check this lady in?"
…
It was a sketch, whether it was drawn with charcoal or pencil.
After a long silence, a trace of struggle flashed in her confused eyes. Molina suddenly sighed, put the cup back on the table, and said giving up.
Obelisk-like "stone monuments" stand on the ground, and the endless wilderness extends toward the blurred edge...
Are you kidding me
Dr. Riemann, who proposed it, was born in a small town in the Kingdom of Hanover two years later, and he had to wait another twenty years before he switched from the study of theology and philosophy to mathematics.
"Don't worry, that day will never happen. Seeing these things will only make me upset... I will go to the bathroom."
Obelisk-like "stone monuments" stand on the ground, and the endless wilderness extends toward the blurred edge...
It's over, it seems it's too late.
He has seen it before!
Lu Zhou: "...???"
"These things are for you."
Although it was expected, it was too sudden.
Everyone came, and Lu Zhou couldn't refuse, so he had to take her to the bar on the second floor of the hotel.
The moment he saw this painting, Lu Zhou's pupils suddenly shrank.
Did you agree to treat me to a drink
After a long silence, a trace of struggle flashed in her confused eyes. Molina suddenly sighed, put the cup back on the table, and said giving up.
Dr. Riemann, who proposed it, was born in a small town in the Kingdom of Hanover two years later, and he had to wait another twenty years before he switched from the study of theology and philosophy to mathematics.
…
Although he himself has the habit of jotting down his inspirations, he is still a little different from Professor Abel. At least he will never mix academic matters with trivial matters in life.
However, before her knees straightened, Lu Zhou saw her kicking her legs forward, standing up and then sitting back down.
this painting!
"what do you know?"
After lying on the bed tossing and turning for a long time without feeling sleepy at all, Lu Zhou simply stopped sleeping. He took out the notes from the handbag and started flipping through them with interest.
I don’t know why he went crazy, but Molina actually came downstairs of his hotel.
Is this a break for drinking
As for the Riemann Hypothesis...
I don’t know why he went crazy, but Molina actually came downstairs of his hotel.
Lu Zhou: "The way you look makes me think you want to do something evil to me."
He has seen it before!
The moment he saw this painting, Lu Zhou's pupils suddenly shrank.
Lu Zhou ordered a bacon burger and a glass of German dark beer, and then watched this guy order a bunch of colorful cocktails without saying a word, drinking one cup after another.
He has seen it before!
Although it’s not in the form of a painting…
After a long silence, a trace of struggle flashed in her confused eyes. Molina suddenly sighed, put the cup back on the table, and said giving up.
He has seen it before!