The morning of the fifth day of the academic exchange meeting.
He changed his crossed legs and looked at the assistant teacher next to him. He whispered, "Do you have your notebook with you?"
In Lecture Hall No. 1, a room slightly larger than the lecture hall of Jinling University, the audience was crowded, with about two to three hundred people sitting there. Among them are unknown little people, but also some big names in academia.
This kind of academic conference itself is open-ended. The only difficulty is submitting papers and being invited. There is no high threshold for registration. It is better to say that the organizer is eager for you to come and send money. After all, the registration fee is not cheap.
The teaching assistant was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out his notebook and pen, "I have them with me."
A man in a suit quickly walked to the door of room 306 and politely knocked on the door.
Although he is old and it is not easy to see clearly what is on the whiteboard even with glasses, he still looks at it very seriously and carefully.
Putting the notes aside and standing up slowly, Professor Deligne looked back behind him and said slowly: "The next lecture will be temporarily adjusted to the backup lecture hall No. 4. For those who want to listen to the next lecture You can go there first.”
Finally, with five minutes left, the staff member in a suit coughed and gave a routine reminder when he saw that the QA session had not yet started.
He actually wants to challenge the world's problems here? Prove the twin prime conjecture!
"Just give me another pen," Lu Zhou glanced at the projector, "This thing can be turned off."
However, just as one of the staff members came on stage, a not loud but clear voice came from the first row of the venue.
Ten seconds passed and no one moved.
"Mr. Lu Zhou, your report meeting is about to begin. Is it convenient for you now?"
He actually wants to challenge the world's problems here? Prove the twin prime conjecture!
As for the rest of the people, it doesn’t matter if they don’t understand.
There was a noise in the room.
As for the rest of the people, it doesn’t matter if they don’t understand.
The two conference staff members exchanged glances and prepared to go on stage to remind the speaker who had forgotten the time and occasion.
For example, Professor Pierre Deligne, a favorite disciple of the late mathematics emperor Grothendieck, or Professor Wang Xiping from Yenching University...
Although he is old and it is not easy to see clearly what is on the whiteboard even with glasses, he still looks at it very seriously and carefully.
On the whiteboard, I wrote the first line of calculation...
Then, a voice came out.
The remaining people not only understood what the reporter was doing, but even had some clues.
Then, a voice came out.
Opening his eyes, Lu Zhou raised his pen.
But I can’t believe it…
"Now? Will my report not be in the afternoon?"
Professor Wang Xiping nodded: "Yes."
"Mr. Lu Zhou, your report meeting is about to begin. Is it convenient for you now?"
The man in the suit looked slightly embarrassed. He coughed softly and continued: "To be precise, an hour later, due to a small accident, a reporter from Belgium temporarily canceled the submission due to schedule issues. Papers, temporary adjustments to our lecture schedule...haven't you checked your email?"
"Then keep reading." Professor Wang Xiping sighed, looked at the whiteboard on the stage, nodded approvingly, and sighed softly, "It seems that Old Tang has brought out a good seedling... Next two We can look forward to it in ten years.”
He didn't notice the movement in the venue. Lu Zhou's attention was all focused on the whiteboard. He was drawing strokes one by one at a slow speed, but with extra caution and exertion.
But I can’t believe it…
There was silence in the room for a while, and then there was an impatient sigh.
What does he want to do...
Then, a voice came out.
No one wanted to move.
Finally, with five minutes left, the staff member in a suit coughed and gave a routine reminder when he saw that the QA session had not yet started.
Sitting next to him was the academic exchange group of Yanda, which consisted of three undergraduates, one graduate student, and one doctoral student. Among them were students he led, and some of his old friends entrusted him to bring them out to see the world.
As for the rest of the people, it doesn’t matter if they don’t understand.
"...wait for me to take a shower."
Wei Wen couldn't help but ask: "Professor... what exactly does he want to do?"
However, just as one of the staff members came on stage, a not loud but clear voice came from the first row of the venue.
The conference staff member breathed a sigh of relief.
There are only a few days of academic conferences, and there are only so many lectures that can be listened to. These thirty minutes are very important to the presenters, and also to the people listening to the lectures.
Seeing this big boss, the staff member subconsciously frightened.
"Thanks."
He changed his crossed legs and looked at the assistant teacher next to him. He whispered, "Do you have your notebook with you?"
Forget about not saying a word, not even showing the PPT, which is really unfriendly to those newbies who are attending academic conferences for the first time.
Anyone who dares to do this is either a genius or a madman!
"We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused to you... Also, please don't wash for too long."
What does he want to do...
Mr. Wang is also thinking about this issue.
However, just as one of the staff members came on stage, a not loud but clear voice came from the first row of the venue.
Professor Wang Xiping smiled: "Haha, can't you see it?"
…
He didn't notice the movement in the venue. Lu Zhou's attention was all focused on the whiteboard. He was drawing strokes one by one at a slow speed, but with extra caution and exertion.
The only difference was that they couldn't put up their own posters, stay at the reserved Princeton Hotel, or attend the cocktail parties on the first and last days.
In Lecture Hall No. 1, a room slightly larger than the lecture hall of Jinling University, the audience was crowded, with about two to three hundred people sitting there. Among them are unknown little people, but also some big names in academia.
And if you take a step back, it doesn’t matter much even if you don’t sign up.
The two students who were sitting in the back row packed their things and left quietly.
But I can’t believe it…
Ten seconds passed and no one moved.
Challenge world-class mathematical conjectures at the report meeting
However, just as one of the staff members came on stage, a not loud but clear voice came from the first row of the venue.
For example, Professor Pierre Deligne, a favorite disciple of the late mathematics emperor Grothendieck, or Professor Wang Xiping from Yenching University...
The conference staff member breathed a sigh of relief.
Perhaps due to his poor mental state, Lu Zhou stood on the podium in an unexpectedly calm mood, with no trace of nervousness or stage fright.
"Let him continue."
Putting the notebook on his knees, Deligne stared at the lines of calculations on the whiteboard, his eyes gradually becoming serious.
Opening his eyes, Lu Zhou raised his pen.
There are only a few days of academic conferences, and there are only so many lectures that can be listened to. These thirty minutes are very important to the presenters, and also to the people listening to the lectures.
The two conference staff members exchanged glances and prepared to go on stage to remind the speaker who had forgotten the time and occasion.
Perhaps due to his poor mental state, Lu Zhou stood on the podium in an unexpectedly calm mood, with no trace of nervousness or stage fright.
The staff member of the conference team was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "No problem, but the projection effect of the projector on the whiteboard is very poor, and people behind may not be able to see it."
The two conference staff members exchanged glances and prepared to go on stage to remind the speaker who had forgotten the time and occasion.
Challenge world-class mathematical conjectures at the report meeting
After straightening the microphone, Lu Zhou sorted out his thoughts. After seeing the "it's time to start" signal given by the staff of the conference team, he spoke slowly.
Although he is old and it is not easy to see clearly what is on the whiteboard even with glasses, he still looks at it very seriously and carefully.
Putting the notebook on his knees, Deligne stared at the lines of calculations on the whiteboard, his eyes gradually becoming serious.
"Everyone should have read my paper. Originally, according to the arrangement of the conference committee, the content of today's report meeting should be the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers... However, due to the arbitrary schedule arrangement of the conference committee, this report was not supposed to be held. The report meeting that appeared in the afternoon has been moved to the morning, so please allow me to make a small capricious request."
"...Sifting method? He is proving the second expression of Goldbach's conjecture? No, that's not right, this step..." Molina stared at the whiteboard, poking the notebook in her hand with the tip of her pen, her sapphire-like pupils shining with disbelief. , "...Professor Zelberg's paper published in the "Annals of Mathematics" in 1995 is about the supplementary research of topological methods to the sieve method theory... He is challenging the twin prime conjecture!"
Challenge world-class mathematical conjectures at the report meeting
He actually wants to challenge the world's problems here? Prove the twin prime conjecture!
"...Sifting method? He is proving the second expression of Goldbach's conjecture? No, that's not right, this step..." Molina stared at the whiteboard, poking the notebook in her hand with the tip of her pen, her sapphire-like pupils shining with disbelief. , "...Professor Zelberg's paper published in the "Annals of Mathematics" in 1995 is about the supplementary research of topological methods to the sieve method theory... He is challenging the twin prime conjecture!"
Having completely blocked out external interference, he might not even be able to hear reminders in Chinese at this moment, let alone English that he had to mentally translate.
Seeing this, he probably guessed it.
However, out of duty, he still looked embarrassed and explained to the boss: "But the next report meeting will start soon..."
As time passed by, the staff of the conference team standing aside kept looking at their watches.
After a moment of pause, Lu Zhou looked at the conference staff next to him, "Can you help me hang a whiteboard on it?"
There are only a few days of academic conferences, and there are only so many lectures that can be listened to. These thirty minutes are very important to the presenters, and also to the people listening to the lectures.
"Now? Will my report not be in the afternoon?"
The man in the suit looked slightly embarrassed. He coughed softly and continued: "To be precise, an hour later, due to a small accident, a reporter from Belgium temporarily canceled the submission due to schedule issues. Papers, temporary adjustments to our lecture schedule...haven't you checked your email?"
However, out of duty, he still looked embarrassed and explained to the boss: "But the next report meeting will start soon..."
The staff member of the conference team was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "No problem, but the projection effect of the projector on the whiteboard is very poor, and people behind may not be able to see it."
Either crazy or crazy...
Seeing this big boss, the staff member subconsciously frightened.
Challenge world-class mathematical conjectures at the report meeting
"...wait for me to take a shower."
Lu Zhou stood unmoved in front of the whiteboard, writing on the board with a marker, as if he didn't hear anything.
Anyone who dares to do this is either a genius or a madman!
Finally, another five minutes passed.
"Just give me another pen," Lu Zhou glanced at the projector, "This thing can be turned off."
"Thanks."
Finally, with five minutes left, the staff member in a suit coughed and gave a routine reminder when he saw that the QA session had not yet started.
Although he is old and it is not easy to see clearly what is on the whiteboard even with glasses, he still looks at it very seriously and carefully.
Putting the notes aside and standing up slowly, Professor Deligne looked back behind him and said slowly: "The next lecture will be temporarily adjusted to the backup lecture hall No. 4. For those who want to listen to the next lecture You can go there first.”
"Everyone should have read my paper. Originally, according to the arrangement of the conference committee, the content of today's report meeting should be the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers... However, due to the arbitrary schedule arrangement of the conference committee, this report was not supposed to be held. The report meeting that appeared in the afternoon has been moved to the morning, so please allow me to make a small capricious request."
Finally, another five minutes passed.
The conference staff member breathed a sigh of relief.
Many people in the audience were whispering to each other, wondering what Lu Zhou was going to do.
Putting the notebook on his knees, Deligne stared at the lines of calculations on the whiteboard, his eyes gradually becoming serious.
"Now? Will my report not be in the afternoon?"
The staff of the conference affairs team were also curious, but it was obvious that they had encountered more strange requests from the "geniuses" than once or twice, so they quickly complied and dragged a whiteboard from the classroom next door.
The last hour.
As time passed by, the staff of the conference team standing aside kept looking at their watches.
"Now? Will my report not be in the afternoon?"
As for the rest of the people, it doesn’t matter if they don’t understand.
Forget about not saying a word, not even showing the PPT, which is really unfriendly to those newbies who are attending academic conferences for the first time.
Taking the marker from the staff of the conference team, Lu Zhou nodded and said "thank you", then turned to face the whiteboard, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and entered the system space, starting the inspiration time.
The conference staff member breathed a sigh of relief.
If what is going to happen next is not a big joke, then they sitting here at this moment are witnessing the arrival of a great and great moment.
Either crazy or crazy...
The last hour.
The last hour.
He didn't notice the movement in the venue. Lu Zhou's attention was all focused on the whiteboard. He was drawing strokes one by one at a slow speed, but with extra caution and exertion.
In Lecture Hall No. 1, a room slightly larger than the lecture hall of Jinling University, the audience was crowded, with about two to three hundred people sitting there. Among them are unknown little people, but also some big names in academia.
The man in the suit looked slightly embarrassed. He coughed softly and continued: "To be precise, an hour later, due to a small accident, a reporter from Belgium temporarily canceled the submission due to schedule issues. Papers, temporary adjustments to our lecture schedule...haven't you checked your email?"
"...wait for me to take a shower."
"Thanks."
After a moment of pause, Lu Zhou looked at the conference staff next to him, "Can you help me hang a whiteboard on it?"
"We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused to you... Also, please don't wash for too long."
He will be here to complete the final proof!
On the whiteboard, I wrote the first line of calculation...
There was a noise in the room.
Wei Wen couldn't help but ask: "Professor... what exactly does he want to do?"
On the whiteboard, I wrote the first line of calculation...
He didn't notice the movement in the venue. Lu Zhou's attention was all focused on the whiteboard. He was drawing strokes one by one at a slow speed, but with extra caution and exertion.
The teaching assistant was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out his notebook and pen, "I have them with me."
The words fell.
In Lecture Hall No. 1, a room slightly larger than the lecture hall of Jinling University, the audience was crowded, with about two to three hundred people sitting there. Among them are unknown little people, but also some big names in academia.
Opening his eyes, Lu Zhou raised his pen.
He changed his crossed legs and looked at the assistant teacher next to him. He whispered, "Do you have your notebook with you?"
Finally, with five minutes left, the staff member in a suit coughed and gave a routine reminder when he saw that the QA session had not yet started.
The two conference staff members exchanged glances and prepared to go on stage to remind the speaker who had forgotten the time and occasion.
"Mr. Lu Zhou, your report meeting is about to begin. Is it convenient for you now?"
"...Sifting method? He is proving the second expression of Goldbach's conjecture? No, that's not right, this step..." Molina stared at the whiteboard, poking the notebook in her hand with the tip of her pen, her sapphire-like pupils shining with disbelief. , "...Professor Zelberg's paper published in the "Annals of Mathematics" in 1995 is about the supplementary research of topological methods to the sieve method theory... He is challenging the twin prime conjecture!"
On the whiteboard, I wrote the first line of calculation...
Many people in the audience were whispering to each other, wondering what Lu Zhou was going to do.
Wei Wen looked solemn and shook his head.
"Thanks."
Taking the marker from the staff of the conference team, Lu Zhou nodded and said "thank you", then turned to face the whiteboard, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and entered the system space, starting the inspiration time.
Seeing this, he probably guessed it.
He will be here to complete the final proof!
While Lu Zhou was meticulously writing down the proof process on the floor, the atmosphere in the venue was a little restless.
However, out of duty, he still looked embarrassed and explained to the boss: "But the next report meeting will start soon..."
For this kind of semi-open academic conference, although the conference affairs team issued admission tickets, people who came to listen to the lectures did not check this thing. Therefore, there are many people who have not signed up, but it does not prevent them from coming to listen to the lectures and discuss mathematical issues with the academic poster "vendors".
Finally, another five minutes passed.
Wei Wen couldn't help but ask: "Professor... what exactly does he want to do?"
There are only a few days of academic conferences, and there are only so many lectures that can be listened to. These thirty minutes are very important to the presenters, and also to the people listening to the lectures.
Wei Wen couldn't help but ask: "Professor... what exactly does he want to do?"
Finally, another five minutes passed.
What does he want to do...
Forget about not saying a word, not even showing the PPT, which is really unfriendly to those newbies who are attending academic conferences for the first time.
Forget about not saying a word, not even showing the PPT, which is really unfriendly to those newbies who are attending academic conferences for the first time.
The morning of the fifth day of the academic exchange meeting.
He changed his crossed legs and looked at the assistant teacher next to him. He whispered, "Do you have your notebook with you?"
The two students who were sitting in the back row packed their things and left quietly.
On the whiteboard, I wrote the first line of calculation...
What does he want to do...
Wei Wen looked solemn and shook his head.
What does he want to do...
Those who don't understand have already left the scene long ago and will not sit still until now.
There are only a few days of academic conferences, and there are only so many lectures that can be listened to. These thirty minutes are very important to the presenters, and also to the people listening to the lectures.
A man in a suit quickly walked to the door of room 306 and politely knocked on the door.
Professor Wang Xiping smiled: "Haha, can't you see it?"
"Then keep reading." Professor Wang Xiping sighed, looked at the whiteboard on the stage, nodded approvingly, and sighed softly, "It seems that Old Tang has brought out a good seedling... Next two We can look forward to it in ten years.”
Professor Wang Xiping nodded: "Yes."
Many people in the audience were whispering to each other, wondering what Lu Zhou was going to do.
Those who don't understand have already left the scene long ago and will not sit still until now.
Seeing this, he probably guessed it.
As for those big names who often attend various academic conferences, they have seen them a lot, but the expressions on their faces have not changed much. What they focus on is the results produced by the reporter, not the reporter himself...
The last hour.
For example, Professor Pierre Deligne, a favorite disciple of the late mathematics emperor Grothendieck, or Professor Wang Xiping from Yenching University...
When Lu Zhou wrote the tenth line of calculations, Professor Deligne, who was originally expressionless, suddenly raised his eyebrows.
After straightening the microphone, Lu Zhou sorted out his thoughts. After seeing the "it's time to start" signal given by the staff of the conference team, he spoke slowly.
He changed his crossed legs and looked at the assistant teacher next to him. He whispered, "Do you have your notebook with you?"
Challenge world-class mathematical conjectures at the report meeting
Seeing this big boss, the staff member subconsciously frightened.
The speaker was Pierre Deligne.
When Lu Zhou wrote the twentieth line of calculations, 30% of the people in the venue already understood what the reporter on the stage wanted to do.
He changed his crossed legs and looked at the assistant teacher next to him. He whispered, "Do you have your notebook with you?"
Having completely blocked out external interference, he might not even be able to hear reminders in Chinese at this moment, let alone English that he had to mentally translate.
Taking the marker from the staff of the conference team, Lu Zhou nodded and said "thank you", then turned to face the whiteboard, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and entered the system space, starting the inspiration time.
And if you take a step back, it doesn’t matter much even if you don’t sign up.
"Now? Will my report not be in the afternoon?"
Perhaps due to his poor mental state, Lu Zhou stood on the podium in an unexpectedly calm mood, with no trace of nervousness or stage fright.
The only difference was that they couldn't put up their own posters, stay at the reserved Princeton Hotel, or attend the cocktail parties on the first and last days.
As for those big names who often attend various academic conferences, they have seen them a lot, but the expressions on their faces have not changed much. What they focus on is the results produced by the reporter, not the reporter himself...
Professor Wang Xiping nodded: "Yes."
The teaching assistant was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out his notebook and pen, "I have them with me."
The man in the suit looked slightly embarrassed. He coughed softly and continued: "To be precise, an hour later, due to a small accident, a reporter from Belgium temporarily canceled the submission due to schedule issues. Papers, temporary adjustments to our lecture schedule...haven't you checked your email?"
Putting the notebook on his knees, Deligne stared at the lines of calculations on the whiteboard, his eyes gradually becoming serious.
The last hour.
He will be here to complete the final proof!
The last hour.
"Thanks."
And if you take a step back, it doesn’t matter much even if you don’t sign up.
As for those big names who often attend various academic conferences, they have seen them a lot, but the expressions on their faces have not changed much. What they focus on is the results produced by the reporter, not the reporter himself...
Wei Wen, who was staring at the whiteboard and holding the pen tightly, suddenly said: "Vinogradov's three prime number theorem?"
Putting the notebook on his knees, Deligne stared at the lines of calculations on the whiteboard, his eyes gradually becoming serious.
Wei Wen looked solemn and shook his head.
If what is going to happen next is not a big joke, then they sitting here at this moment are witnessing the arrival of a great and great moment.
"Now? Will my report not be in the afternoon?"
At the same time, sitting on the other side of the venue, Mr. Wang Xiping was also staring at the whiteboard.
After a moment of pause, Lu Zhou looked at the conference staff next to him, "Can you help me hang a whiteboard on it?"
"We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused to you... Also, please don't wash for too long."
There was a noise in the room.
However, out of duty, he still looked embarrassed and explained to the boss: "But the next report meeting will start soon..."
For example, Professor Pierre Deligne, a favorite disciple of the late mathematics emperor Grothendieck, or Professor Wang Xiping from Yenching University...
Although he is old and it is not easy to see clearly what is on the whiteboard even with glasses, he still looks at it very seriously and carefully.
"Just give me another pen," Lu Zhou glanced at the projector, "This thing can be turned off."
"Thanks."
Sitting next to him was the academic exchange group of Yanda, which consisted of three undergraduates, one graduate student, and one doctoral student. Among them were students he led, and some of his old friends entrusted him to bring them out to see the world.
Wei Wen couldn't help but ask: "Professor... what exactly does he want to do?"
Many people in the audience were whispering to each other, wondering what Lu Zhou was going to do.
Perhaps due to his poor mental state, Lu Zhou stood on the podium in an unexpectedly calm mood, with no trace of nervousness or stage fright.
Ten seconds passed and no one moved.
But when he saw the tenth line of calculations, his cloudy eyes instantly narrowed, and then opened with a hint of disbelief.
There was a noise in the room.
Opening his eyes, Lu Zhou raised his pen.
The conference staff member breathed a sigh of relief.
Staring at the whiteboard in front of him, Wei Wen frowned and said, "Sifting method? What does he want to do?"
Opening his eyes, Lu Zhou raised his pen.
"Everyone should have read my paper. Originally, according to the arrangement of the conference committee, the content of today's report meeting should be the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers... However, due to the arbitrary schedule arrangement of the conference committee, this report was not supposed to be held. The report meeting that appeared in the afternoon has been moved to the morning, so please allow me to make a small capricious request."
Lu Zhou stood unmoved in front of the whiteboard, writing on the board with a marker, as if he didn't hear anything.
As for the rest of the people, it doesn’t matter if they don’t understand.
Putting the notes aside and standing up slowly, Professor Deligne looked back behind him and said slowly: "The next lecture will be temporarily adjusted to the backup lecture hall No. 4. For those who want to listen to the next lecture You can go there first.”
"We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused to you... Also, please don't wash for too long."
yes.
"We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused to you... Also, please don't wash for too long."
The teaching assistant was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out his notebook and pen, "I have them with me."
What does he want to do...
Having completely blocked out external interference, he might not even be able to hear reminders in Chinese at this moment, let alone English that he had to mentally translate.
…
Seeing this big boss, the staff member subconsciously frightened.
Wei Wen couldn't help but ask: "Professor... what exactly does he want to do?"
Finally, with five minutes left, the staff member in a suit coughed and gave a routine reminder when he saw that the QA session had not yet started.
Professor Wang Xiping nodded: "Yes."
Putting the notes aside and standing up slowly, Professor Deligne looked back behind him and said slowly: "The next lecture will be temporarily adjusted to the backup lecture hall No. 4. For those who want to listen to the next lecture You can go there first.”
Mr. Wang is also thinking about this issue.
"We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused to you... Also, please don't wash for too long."
"...wait for me to take a shower."
Forget about not saying a word, not even showing the PPT, which is really unfriendly to those newbies who are attending academic conferences for the first time.
…
When Lu Zhou wrote the tenth line of calculations, Professor Deligne, who was originally expressionless, suddenly raised his eyebrows.
"Now? Will my report not be in the afternoon?"
He didn't notice the movement in the venue. Lu Zhou's attention was all focused on the whiteboard. He was drawing strokes one by one at a slow speed, but with extra caution and exertion.
But when he saw the tenth line of calculations, his cloudy eyes instantly narrowed, and then opened with a hint of disbelief.
The staff of the conference affairs team were also curious, but it was obvious that they had encountered more strange requests from the "geniuses" than once or twice, so they quickly complied and dragged a whiteboard from the classroom next door.
For example, Professor Pierre Deligne, a favorite disciple of the late mathematics emperor Grothendieck, or Professor Wang Xiping from Yenching University...
Seeing this, he probably guessed it.
On the whiteboard, I wrote the first line of calculation...
Taking the marker from the staff of the conference team, Lu Zhou nodded and said "thank you", then turned to face the whiteboard, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and entered the system space, starting the inspiration time.
At the same time, sitting on the other side of the venue, Mr. Wang Xiping was also staring at the whiteboard.
But I can’t believe it…
…
"Mr. Lu Zhou, your report meeting is about to begin. Is it convenient for you now?"
When Lu Zhou wrote the tenth line of calculations, Professor Deligne, who was originally expressionless, suddenly raised his eyebrows.
The morning of the fifth day of the academic exchange meeting.
Either crazy or crazy...
Lu Zhou stood unmoved in front of the whiteboard, writing on the board with a marker, as if he didn't hear anything.
"Then keep reading." Professor Wang Xiping sighed, looked at the whiteboard on the stage, nodded approvingly, and sighed softly, "It seems that Old Tang has brought out a good seedling... Next two We can look forward to it in ten years.”
A man in a suit quickly walked to the door of room 306 and politely knocked on the door.
He actually wants to challenge the world's problems here? Prove the twin prime conjecture!
Putting the notebook on his knees, Deligne stared at the lines of calculations on the whiteboard, his eyes gradually becoming serious.
He changed his crossed legs and looked at the assistant teacher next to him. He whispered, "Do you have your notebook with you?"
There was a noise in the room.
For example, Professor Pierre Deligne, a favorite disciple of the late mathematics emperor Grothendieck, or Professor Wang Xiping from Yenching University...
When Lu Zhou wrote the twentieth line of calculations, 30% of the people in the venue already understood what the reporter on the stage wanted to do.
Either crazy or crazy...
The last hour.
Taking the marker from the staff of the conference team, Lu Zhou nodded and said "thank you", then turned to face the whiteboard, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and entered the system space, starting the inspiration time.
Wei Wen looked solemn and shook his head.
Anyone who dares to do this is either a genius or a madman!
Wei Wen looked solemn and shook his head.
"...Sifting method? He is proving the second expression of Goldbach's conjecture? No, that's not right, this step..." Molina stared at the whiteboard, poking the notebook in her hand with the tip of her pen, her sapphire-like pupils shining with disbelief. , "...Professor Zelberg's paper published in the "Annals of Mathematics" in 1995 is about the supplementary research of topological methods to the sieve method theory... He is challenging the twin prime conjecture!"
In Lecture Hall No. 1, a room slightly larger than the lecture hall of Jinling University, the audience was crowded, with about two to three hundred people sitting there. Among them are unknown little people, but also some big names in academia.
"Then keep reading." Professor Wang Xiping sighed, looked at the whiteboard on the stage, nodded approvingly, and sighed softly, "It seems that Old Tang has brought out a good seedling... Next two We can look forward to it in ten years.”
When Lu Zhou wrote the twentieth line of calculations, 30% of the people in the venue already understood what the reporter on the stage wanted to do.
But I can’t believe it…
There was silence in the room for a while, and then there was an impatient sigh.
"...Sifting method? He is proving the second expression of Goldbach's conjecture? No, that's not right, this step..." Molina stared at the whiteboard, poking the notebook in her hand with the tip of her pen, her sapphire-like pupils shining with disbelief. , "...Professor Zelberg's paper published in the "Annals of Mathematics" in 1995 is about the supplementary research of topological methods to the sieve method theory... He is challenging the twin prime conjecture!"
As for the rest of the people, it doesn’t matter if they don’t understand.
For example, Professor Pierre Deligne, a favorite disciple of the late mathematics emperor Grothendieck, or Professor Wang Xiping from Yenching University...
The remaining people not only understood what the reporter was doing, but even had some clues.
The two students who were sitting in the back row packed their things and left quietly.
But I can’t believe it…
Putting the notes aside and standing up slowly, Professor Deligne looked back behind him and said slowly: "The next lecture will be temporarily adjusted to the backup lecture hall No. 4. For those who want to listen to the next lecture You can go there first.”
This kind of academic conference itself is open-ended. The only difficulty is submitting papers and being invited. There is no high threshold for registration. It is better to say that the organizer is eager for you to come and send money. After all, the registration fee is not cheap.
"We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused to you... Also, please don't wash for too long."
Putting the notes aside and standing up slowly, Professor Deligne looked back behind him and said slowly: "The next lecture will be temporarily adjusted to the backup lecture hall No. 4. For those who want to listen to the next lecture You can go there first.”
"Then keep reading." Professor Wang Xiping sighed, looked at the whiteboard on the stage, nodded approvingly, and sighed softly, "It seems that Old Tang has brought out a good seedling... Next two We can look forward to it in ten years.”
"Then keep reading." Professor Wang Xiping sighed, looked at the whiteboard on the stage, nodded approvingly, and sighed softly, "It seems that Old Tang has brought out a good seedling... Next two We can look forward to it in ten years.”
But when he saw the tenth line of calculations, his cloudy eyes instantly narrowed, and then opened with a hint of disbelief.
In Lecture Hall No. 1, a room slightly larger than the lecture hall of Jinling University, the audience was crowded, with about two to three hundred people sitting there. Among them are unknown little people, but also some big names in academia.
Wei Wen, who was staring at the whiteboard and holding the pen tightly, suddenly said: "Vinogradov's three prime number theorem?"
And if you take a step back, it doesn’t matter much even if you don’t sign up.
The words fell.
A man in a suit quickly walked to the door of room 306 and politely knocked on the door.
He didn't notice the movement in the venue. Lu Zhou's attention was all focused on the whiteboard. He was drawing strokes one by one at a slow speed, but with extra caution and exertion.
For this kind of semi-open academic conference, although the conference affairs team issued admission tickets, people who came to listen to the lectures did not check this thing. Therefore, there are many people who have not signed up, but it does not prevent them from coming to listen to the lectures and discuss mathematical issues with the academic poster "vendors".
yes.
"Mr. Lu Zhou, your report meeting is about to begin. Is it convenient for you now?"
However, just as one of the staff members came on stage, a not loud but clear voice came from the first row of the venue.
Anyone who dares to do this is either a genius or a madman!
He changed his crossed legs and looked at the assistant teacher next to him. He whispered, "Do you have your notebook with you?"
However, out of duty, he still looked embarrassed and explained to the boss: "But the next report meeting will start soon..."
"Then keep reading." Professor Wang Xiping sighed, looked at the whiteboard on the stage, nodded approvingly, and sighed softly, "It seems that Old Tang has brought out a good seedling... Next two We can look forward to it in ten years.”
The only difference was that they couldn't put up their own posters, stay at the reserved Princeton Hotel, or attend the cocktail parties on the first and last days.
"...wait for me to take a shower."
On the whiteboard, I wrote the first line of calculation...
The staff member of the conference team was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "No problem, but the projection effect of the projector on the whiteboard is very poor, and people behind may not be able to see it."
Taking the marker from the staff of the conference team, Lu Zhou nodded and said "thank you", then turned to face the whiteboard, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and entered the system space, starting the inspiration time.
Professor Wang Xiping nodded: "Yes."
He will be here to complete the final proof!
yes.
"Then keep reading." Professor Wang Xiping sighed, looked at the whiteboard on the stage, nodded approvingly, and sighed softly, "It seems that Old Tang has brought out a good seedling... Next two We can look forward to it in ten years.”
Wei Wen, who was staring at the whiteboard and holding the pen tightly, suddenly said: "Vinogradov's three prime number theorem?"
There are only a few days of academic conferences, and there are only so many lectures that can be listened to. These thirty minutes are very important to the presenters, and also to the people listening to the lectures.
He didn't notice the movement in the venue. Lu Zhou's attention was all focused on the whiteboard. He was drawing strokes one by one at a slow speed, but with extra caution and exertion.
The last hour.
At the same time, sitting on the other side of the venue, Mr. Wang Xiping was also staring at the whiteboard.
The speaker was Pierre Deligne.
Wei Wen couldn't help but ask: "Professor... what exactly does he want to do?"
There are only a few days of academic conferences, and there are only so many lectures that can be listened to. These thirty minutes are very important to the presenters, and also to the people listening to the lectures.
Finally, another five minutes passed.
Professor Wang Xiping nodded: "Yes."
A man in a suit quickly walked to the door of room 306 and politely knocked on the door.
For this kind of semi-open academic conference, although the conference affairs team issued admission tickets, people who came to listen to the lectures did not check this thing. Therefore, there are many people who have not signed up, but it does not prevent them from coming to listen to the lectures and discuss mathematical issues with the academic poster "vendors".
"...wait for me to take a shower."
Seeing this big boss, the staff member subconsciously frightened.
Seeing this, he probably guessed it.
There are only a few days of academic conferences, and there are only so many lectures that can be listened to. These thirty minutes are very important to the presenters, and also to the people listening to the lectures.
Staring at the whiteboard in front of him, Wei Wen frowned and said, "Sifting method? What does he want to do?"
Opening his eyes, Lu Zhou raised his pen.
Wei Wen couldn't help but ask: "Professor... what exactly does he want to do?"
Finally, another five minutes passed.
And if you take a step back, it doesn’t matter much even if you don’t sign up.
Having completely blocked out external interference, he might not even be able to hear reminders in Chinese at this moment, let alone English that he had to mentally translate.
At the same time, sitting on the other side of the venue, Mr. Wang Xiping was also staring at the whiteboard.
The morning of the fifth day of the academic exchange meeting.
Mr. Wang is also thinking about this issue.
What does he want to do...
This kind of academic conference itself is open-ended. The only difficulty is submitting papers and being invited. There is no high threshold for registration. It is better to say that the organizer is eager for you to come and send money. After all, the registration fee is not cheap.
Professor Wang Xiping smiled: "Haha, can't you see it?"
Putting the notes aside and standing up slowly, Professor Deligne looked back behind him and said slowly: "The next lecture will be temporarily adjusted to the backup lecture hall No. 4. For those who want to listen to the next lecture You can go there first.”
The words fell.
Wei Wen looked solemn and shook his head.
Ten seconds passed and no one moved.
Finally, with five minutes left, the staff member in a suit coughed and gave a routine reminder when he saw that the QA session had not yet started.
As for the rest of the people, it doesn’t matter if they don’t understand.
"Then keep reading." Professor Wang Xiping sighed, looked at the whiteboard on the stage, nodded approvingly, and sighed softly, "It seems that Old Tang has brought out a good seedling... Next two We can look forward to it in ten years.”
When Lu Zhou wrote the twentieth line of calculations, 30% of the people in the venue already understood what the reporter on the stage wanted to do.
While Lu Zhou was meticulously writing down the proof process on the floor, the atmosphere in the venue was a little restless.
He didn't notice the movement in the venue. Lu Zhou's attention was all focused on the whiteboard. He was drawing strokes one by one at a slow speed, but with extra caution and exertion.
He changed his crossed legs and looked at the assistant teacher next to him. He whispered, "Do you have your notebook with you?"
There are only a few days of academic conferences, and there are only so many lectures that can be listened to. These thirty minutes are very important to the presenters, and also to the people listening to the lectures.
He didn't notice the movement in the venue. Lu Zhou's attention was all focused on the whiteboard. He was drawing strokes one by one at a slow speed, but with extra caution and exertion.
At the same time, sitting on the other side of the venue, Mr. Wang Xiping was also staring at the whiteboard.
Opening his eyes, Lu Zhou raised his pen.
As time passed by, the staff of the conference team standing aside kept looking at their watches.
…
For this kind of semi-open academic conference, although the conference affairs team issued admission tickets, people who came to listen to the lectures did not check this thing. Therefore, there are many people who have not signed up, but it does not prevent them from coming to listen to the lectures and discuss mathematical issues with the academic poster "vendors".
For example, Professor Pierre Deligne, a favorite disciple of the late mathematics emperor Grothendieck, or Professor Wang Xiping from Yenching University...
Taking the marker from the staff of the conference team, Lu Zhou nodded and said "thank you", then turned to face the whiteboard, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and entered the system space, starting the inspiration time.
"Then keep reading." Professor Wang Xiping sighed, looked at the whiteboard on the stage, nodded approvingly, and sighed softly, "It seems that Old Tang has brought out a good seedling... Next two We can look forward to it in ten years.”
…
While Lu Zhou was meticulously writing down the proof process on the floor, the atmosphere in the venue was a little restless.
Finally, with five minutes left, the staff member in a suit coughed and gave a routine reminder when he saw that the QA session had not yet started.
The conference staff member breathed a sigh of relief.
"We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused to you... Also, please don't wash for too long."
But I can’t believe it…
Seeing this, he probably guessed it.
Putting the notes aside and standing up slowly, Professor Deligne looked back behind him and said slowly: "The next lecture will be temporarily adjusted to the backup lecture hall No. 4. For those who want to listen to the next lecture You can go there first.”
Anyone who dares to do this is either a genius or a madman!
"Everyone should have read my paper. Originally, according to the arrangement of the conference committee, the content of today's report meeting should be the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers... However, due to the arbitrary schedule arrangement of the conference committee, this report was not supposed to be held. The report meeting that appeared in the afternoon has been moved to the morning, so please allow me to make a small capricious request."
"There are five minutes left. Please control the speaking time."
Professor Wang Xiping nodded: "Yes."
The conference staff member breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Zhou stood unmoved in front of the whiteboard, writing on the board with a marker, as if he didn't hear anything.
Wei Wen couldn't help but ask: "Professor... what exactly does he want to do?"
No one wanted to move.
No one wanted to move.
Seeing this big boss, the staff member subconsciously frightened.
He actually wants to challenge the world's problems here? Prove the twin prime conjecture!
…
The staff member of the conference team was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "No problem, but the projection effect of the projector on the whiteboard is very poor, and people behind may not be able to see it."
Having completely blocked out external interference, he might not even be able to hear reminders in Chinese at this moment, let alone English that he had to mentally translate.
Many people in the audience were whispering to each other, wondering what Lu Zhou was going to do.
When Lu Zhou wrote the tenth line of calculations, Professor Deligne, who was originally expressionless, suddenly raised his eyebrows.
In Lecture Hall No. 1, a room slightly larger than the lecture hall of Jinling University, the audience was crowded, with about two to three hundred people sitting there. Among them are unknown little people, but also some big names in academia.
Anyone who dares to do this is either a genius or a madman!
Staring at the whiteboard in front of him, Wei Wen frowned and said, "Sifting method? What does he want to do?"
Then, a voice came out.
As time passed by, the staff of the conference team standing aside kept looking at their watches.
Finally, another five minutes passed.
The man in the suit looked slightly embarrassed. He coughed softly and continued: "To be precise, an hour later, due to a small accident, a reporter from Belgium temporarily canceled the submission due to schedule issues. Papers, temporary adjustments to our lecture schedule...haven't you checked your email?"
Lu Zhou stood unmoved in front of the whiteboard, writing on the board with a marker, as if he didn't hear anything.
Challenge world-class mathematical conjectures at the report meeting
There are only a few days of academic conferences, and there are only so many lectures that can be listened to. These thirty minutes are very important to the presenters, and also to the people listening to the lectures.
Sitting next to him was the academic exchange group of Yanda, which consisted of three undergraduates, one graduate student, and one doctoral student. Among them were students he led, and some of his old friends entrusted him to bring them out to see the world.
"Let him continue."
The two conference staff members exchanged glances and prepared to go on stage to remind the speaker who had forgotten the time and occasion.
The words fell.
After straightening the microphone, Lu Zhou sorted out his thoughts. After seeing the "it's time to start" signal given by the staff of the conference team, he spoke slowly.
The man in the suit looked slightly embarrassed. He coughed softly and continued: "To be precise, an hour later, due to a small accident, a reporter from Belgium temporarily canceled the submission due to schedule issues. Papers, temporary adjustments to our lecture schedule...haven't you checked your email?"
As for those big names who often attend various academic conferences, they have seen them a lot, but the expressions on their faces have not changed much. What they focus on is the results produced by the reporter, not the reporter himself...
Having completely blocked out external interference, he might not even be able to hear reminders in Chinese at this moment, let alone English that he had to mentally translate.
But I can’t believe it…
However, just as one of the staff members came on stage, a not loud but clear voice came from the first row of the venue.
Lu Zhou stood unmoved in front of the whiteboard, writing on the board with a marker, as if he didn't hear anything.
The words fell.
"Let him continue."
"Let him continue."
The last hour.
When Lu Zhou wrote the twentieth line of calculations, 30% of the people in the venue already understood what the reporter on the stage wanted to do.
The two students who were sitting in the back row packed their things and left quietly.
The speaker was Pierre Deligne.
For this kind of semi-open academic conference, although the conference affairs team issued admission tickets, people who came to listen to the lectures did not check this thing. Therefore, there are many people who have not signed up, but it does not prevent them from coming to listen to the lectures and discuss mathematical issues with the academic poster "vendors".
No one wanted to move.
The conference staff member breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing this big boss, the staff member subconsciously frightened.
Staring at the whiteboard in front of him, Wei Wen frowned and said, "Sifting method? What does he want to do?"
Mr. Wang is also thinking about this issue.
Mr. Wang is also thinking about this issue.
On the whiteboard, I wrote the first line of calculation...
"Let him continue."
Perhaps due to his poor mental state, Lu Zhou stood on the podium in an unexpectedly calm mood, with no trace of nervousness or stage fright.
"...Sifting method? He is proving the second expression of Goldbach's conjecture? No, that's not right, this step..." Molina stared at the whiteboard, poking the notebook in her hand with the tip of her pen, her sapphire-like pupils shining with disbelief. , "...Professor Zelberg's paper published in the "Annals of Mathematics" in 1995 is about the supplementary research of topological methods to the sieve method theory... He is challenging the twin prime conjecture!"
The last hour.
However, out of duty, he still looked embarrassed and explained to the boss: "But the next report meeting will start soon..."
"Everyone should have read my paper. Originally, according to the arrangement of the conference committee, the content of today's report meeting should be the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers... However, due to the arbitrary schedule arrangement of the conference committee, this report was not supposed to be held. The report meeting that appeared in the afternoon has been moved to the morning, so please allow me to make a small capricious request."
What does he want to do...
Having completely blocked out external interference, he might not even be able to hear reminders in Chinese at this moment, let alone English that he had to mentally translate.
The words fell.
Staring at the whiteboard in front of him, Wei Wen frowned and said, "Sifting method? What does he want to do?"
There are only a few days of academic conferences, and there are only so many lectures that can be listened to. These thirty minutes are very important to the presenters, and also to the people listening to the lectures.
This kind of academic conference itself is open-ended. The only difficulty is submitting papers and being invited. There is no high threshold for registration. It is better to say that the organizer is eager for you to come and send money. After all, the registration fee is not cheap.
He will be here to complete the final proof!
Putting the notes aside and standing up slowly, Professor Deligne looked back behind him and said slowly: "The next lecture will be temporarily adjusted to the backup lecture hall No. 4. For those who want to listen to the next lecture You can go there first.”
Ten seconds passed and no one moved.
Having completely blocked out external interference, he might not even be able to hear reminders in Chinese at this moment, let alone English that he had to mentally translate.
The words fell.
"...Sifting method? He is proving the second expression of Goldbach's conjecture? No, that's not right, this step..." Molina stared at the whiteboard, poking the notebook in her hand with the tip of her pen, her sapphire-like pupils shining with disbelief. , "...Professor Zelberg's paper published in the "Annals of Mathematics" in 1995 is about the supplementary research of topological methods to the sieve method theory... He is challenging the twin prime conjecture!"
The two conference staff members exchanged glances and prepared to go on stage to remind the speaker who had forgotten the time and occasion.
Many people in the audience were whispering to each other, wondering what Lu Zhou was going to do.
As for those big names who often attend various academic conferences, they have seen them a lot, but the expressions on their faces have not changed much. What they focus on is the results produced by the reporter, not the reporter himself...
"...Sifting method? He is proving the second expression of Goldbach's conjecture? No, that's not right, this step..." Molina stared at the whiteboard, poking the notebook in her hand with the tip of her pen, her sapphire-like pupils shining with disbelief. , "...Professor Zelberg's paper published in the "Annals of Mathematics" in 1995 is about the supplementary research of topological methods to the sieve method theory... He is challenging the twin prime conjecture!"
And if you take a step back, it doesn’t matter much even if you don’t sign up.
This kind of academic conference itself is open-ended. The only difficulty is submitting papers and being invited. There is no high threshold for registration. It is better to say that the organizer is eager for you to come and send money. After all, the registration fee is not cheap.
"Now? Will my report not be in the afternoon?"
Ten seconds passed and no one moved.
And no matter which one it is, it is a cool thing for the "arrogant" Princetonians...
Finally, with five minutes left, the staff member in a suit coughed and gave a routine reminder when he saw that the QA session had not yet started.
Wei Wen looked solemn and shook his head.
"Thanks."
Sitting next to him was the academic exchange group of Yanda, which consisted of three undergraduates, one graduate student, and one doctoral student. Among them were students he led, and some of his old friends entrusted him to bring them out to see the world.
He will be here to complete the final proof!
The speaker was Pierre Deligne.
No one wanted to move.
Seeing this, he probably guessed it.
Either crazy or crazy...
Forget about not saying a word, not even showing the PPT, which is really unfriendly to those newbies who are attending academic conferences for the first time.
Ten seconds passed and no one moved.
Forget about not saying a word, not even showing the PPT, which is really unfriendly to those newbies who are attending academic conferences for the first time.
Those who don't understand have already left the scene long ago and will not sit still until now.
And no matter which one it is, it is a cool thing for the "arrogant" Princetonians...
He didn't notice the movement in the venue. Lu Zhou's attention was all focused on the whiteboard. He was drawing strokes one by one at a slow speed, but with extra caution and exertion.
"Thanks."
After straightening the microphone, Lu Zhou sorted out his thoughts. After seeing the "it's time to start" signal given by the staff of the conference team, he spoke slowly.
In Lecture Hall No. 1, a room slightly larger than the lecture hall of Jinling University, the audience was crowded, with about two to three hundred people sitting there. Among them are unknown little people, but also some big names in academia.
When Lu Zhou wrote the tenth line of calculations, Professor Deligne, who was originally expressionless, suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Opening his eyes, Lu Zhou raised his pen.
The remaining people not only understood what the reporter was doing, but even had some clues.
And no matter which one it is, it is a cool thing for the "arrogant" Princetonians...
Seeing this big boss, the staff member subconsciously frightened.
But I can’t believe it…
Having completely blocked out external interference, he might not even be able to hear reminders in Chinese at this moment, let alone English that he had to mentally translate.
Challenge world-class mathematical conjectures at the report meeting
Finally, with five minutes left, the staff member in a suit coughed and gave a routine reminder when he saw that the QA session had not yet started.
Perhaps due to his poor mental state, Lu Zhou stood on the podium in an unexpectedly calm mood, with no trace of nervousness or stage fright.
However, out of duty, he still looked embarrassed and explained to the boss: "But the next report meeting will start soon..."
Many people in the audience were whispering to each other, wondering what Lu Zhou was going to do.
On the whiteboard, I wrote the first line of calculation...
Lu Zhou stood unmoved in front of the whiteboard, writing on the board with a marker, as if he didn't hear anything.
At the same time, sitting on the other side of the venue, Mr. Wang Xiping was also staring at the whiteboard.
If what is going to happen next is not a big joke, then they sitting here at this moment are witnessing the arrival of a great and great moment.
Anyone who dares to do this is either a genius or a madman!
But when he saw the tenth line of calculations, his cloudy eyes instantly narrowed, and then opened with a hint of disbelief.
As for those big names who often attend various academic conferences, they have seen them a lot, but the expressions on their faces have not changed much. What they focus on is the results produced by the reporter, not the reporter himself...
No one wanted to move.
"Just give me another pen," Lu Zhou glanced at the projector, "This thing can be turned off."
"We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused to you... Also, please don't wash for too long."
If what is going to happen next is not a big joke, then they sitting here at this moment are witnessing the arrival of a great and great moment.
As for those big names who often attend various academic conferences, they have seen them a lot, but the expressions on their faces have not changed much. What they focus on is the results produced by the reporter, not the reporter himself...
The conference staff member breathed a sigh of relief.
Wei Wen, who was staring at the whiteboard and holding the pen tightly, suddenly said: "Vinogradov's three prime number theorem?"
The speaker was Pierre Deligne.
And no matter which one it is, it is a cool thing for the "arrogant" Princetonians...
The conference staff member breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, with five minutes left, the staff member in a suit coughed and gave a routine reminder when he saw that the QA session had not yet started.
The morning of the fifth day of the academic exchange meeting.
He will be here to complete the final proof!
"Then keep reading." Professor Wang Xiping sighed, looked at the whiteboard on the stage, nodded approvingly, and sighed softly, "It seems that Old Tang has brought out a good seedling... Next two We can look forward to it in ten years.”
Forget about not saying a word, not even showing the PPT, which is really unfriendly to those newbies who are attending academic conferences for the first time.
As for the rest of the people, it doesn’t matter if they don’t understand.
For example, Professor Pierre Deligne, a favorite disciple of the late mathematics emperor Grothendieck, or Professor Wang Xiping from Yenching University...