[—Vera Puyoi]
Although I opened this biography out of curiosity, I always felt that it was a wrong decision.
As he said this, the interesting old man raised his eyebrows at Lu Zhou.
Because even a person like him who is not very interested in emotional matters can see that it is not a biography at all, but a love letter with a million words.
[Written on June 8, 2020.]
As he said this, the interesting old man raised his eyebrows at Lu Zhou.
"At that time, I once imagined that it would be great if one day I could sit in the classroom and listen to his lectures. Unexpectedly, this wish came true many years later."
"After all, the biggest difference between humans and machines is that humans have feelings!"
When his eyes fell on the second line, Lu Zhou's heartbeat, which had been fluctuating, suddenly calmed down.
"Of course, what impressed me was not his clothes, but the radiance of reason and the kindness in his heart."
After turning the first chapter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou's Adam's apple moved slightly.
"Thank you. You gave future generations an opportunity to dig out treasures from history, and you also saved a young girl's youth... I may have experienced my grandfather's happiness."
"And there is no doubt that he is such an apple that God loves."
"At that time, I once imagined that it would be great if one day I could sit in the classroom and listen to his lectures. Unexpectedly, this wish came true many years later."
"Thank you. You gave future generations an opportunity to dig out treasures from history, and you also saved a young girl's youth... I may have experienced my grandfather's happiness."
In that lecture, Professor Helfgott showed him the important mathematical tool "Hardy Littlewood Circle Method" and the progress made using this tool on Goldbach's conjecture.
“…Written while teaching at Princeton?”
[—Vera Puyoi]
What do you say
She actually didn't mention this to me at all.
If I remember correctly, it was at the end of 2015.
"Whether it is what I thought it was or not, it is not an easy task to write a million-word biography. In addition to pouring your heart and soul into it, I think there should also be some thoughts such as longing in it. Emotions. I understand that everything seems too heavy in the face of time, but do you really have the heart to tell a page about youth and tear it out of the heart of a little girl? Even after 100 years, she will probably All buried."
[Written on June 8, 2020.]
"After all, the biggest difference between humans and machines is that humans have feelings!"
"To my surprise, even for an inconspicuous girl like me, he still patiently answered my confusion."
Lu Zhou was silent for a while and finally put down the biography.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems that only she can write such a thing.
After hearing what Lu Zhou said, the elderly librarian hesitated and spoke in a compromising tone.
The straightforward language and unabashed expression of the inner feelings do not sound like an autobiography, but more like something else...
Although the exchange was only academic, during his time at Princeton, the person with whom he had the closest contact was probably his favorite young apprentice.
When his eyes fell on the second line, Lu Zhou's heartbeat, which had been fluctuating, suddenly calmed down.
"Thank you. You gave future generations an opportunity to dig out treasures from history, and you also saved a young girl's youth... I may have experienced my grandfather's happiness."
"I still remember that it was December. The weather in Los Angeles was very cold, but the heating in the classroom was very sufficient. At that time, he was wearing a crisp white shirt, a cold gray coat and a plaid scarf aside. The time started from It seemed like he was delayed by half a beat when he walked over me. Later I realized that the missed half a beat was my heartbeat."
But if you think about it carefully, it seems that only she can write such a thing.
"At that time, I once imagined that it would be great if one day I could sit in the classroom and listen to his lectures. Unexpectedly, this wish came true many years later."
And if memory serves me correctly, Hardy seemed to have failed to join the Ivy League club from beginning to end. Vera, on the other hand, wrote her own letter of recommendation to introduce her.
Although he didn't want future generations to have some strange misunderstandings about himself, if this biography really carried so much, he really shouldn't do this.
"Of course... this biography is written in your name. If there is any untrue content in it and it arouses your disgust, you certainly have the right to remove it from the bookshelf."
After turning the first chapter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou's Adam's apple moved slightly.
She actually didn't mention this to me at all.
Well, it's not timid at all.
"To my surprise, even for an inconspicuous girl like me, he still patiently answered my confusion."
With a hint of curiosity, Lu Zhou wanted to know what kind of person he was in her heart. He turned to the next page, skipped the table of contents and looked directly at the prologue.
After hearing what Lu Zhou said, the elderly librarian hesitated and spoke in a compromising tone.
[Written on June 8, 2020.]
"At that time, he was not a professor at Princeton, let alone the protagonist of this lecture. As an audience member, he sat in the audience like me, quietly thinking about Professor Helfgott's theory, and writing in his notebook. What are you wearing?"
Lu Zhou glanced at him sideways and said, "Your grandfather is not a person who is keen on gossip."
The content written in the prologue is an academic lecture given by Professor Helfgott at the University of California, Berkeley.
"However, as I said in the preface, God gave him a mind that is close to the peak of human beings, but also took something away from him... "
Lu Zhou moved his eyes away from the biography and looked at the librarian standing behind the front desk. After being silent for a while, he spoke.
"To my surprise, even for an inconspicuous girl like me, he still patiently answered my confusion."
In that lecture, Professor Helfgott showed him the important mathematical tool "Hardy Littlewood Circle Method" and the progress made using this tool on Goldbach's conjecture.
"Of course, what impressed me was not his clothes, but the radiance of reason and the kindness in his heart."
The straightforward language and unabashed expression of the inner feelings do not sound like an autobiography, but more like something else...
If I remember correctly, it was at the end of 2015.
"I know that the old man always talks about the 'wealth of civilization', but can you deny that this biography in my hand - or this million-word love letter, is not the wealth of civilization?"
"I still remember that it was December. The weather in Los Angeles was very cold, but the heating in the classroom was very sufficient. At that time, he was wearing a crisp white shirt, a cold gray coat and a plaid scarf aside. The time started from It seemed like he was delayed by half a beat when he walked over me. Later I realized that the missed half a beat was my heartbeat."
“Out of confusion about Professor Helfgott’s theory, I felt uneasy at the time and asked him for advice on several puzzles that puzzled me during the lecture.”
"I still remember that it was December. The weather in Los Angeles was very cold, but the heating in the classroom was very sufficient. At that time, he was wearing a crisp white shirt, a cold gray coat and a plaid scarf aside. The time started from It seemed like he was delayed by half a beat when he walked over me. Later I realized that the missed half a beat was my heartbeat."
With delicate writing, she wrote this on the first page of the prologue.
"At that time, he was not a professor at Princeton, let alone the protagonist of this lecture. As an audience member, he sat in the audience like me, quietly thinking about Professor Helfgott's theory, and writing in his notebook. What are you wearing?"
"Can I take this... autobiography about me with me?"
Lu Zhou remembered clearly that at that time, he had just received the honor of the Cole Prize for Number Theory, and had just taken Goldbach's conjecture as the next goal of his research.
If I remember correctly, it was at the end of 2015.
Lu Zhou remembered clearly that at that time, he had just received the honor of the Cole Prize for Number Theory, and had just taken Goldbach's conjecture as the next goal of his research.
Lu Zhou glanced at him sideways and said, "Your grandfather is not a person who is keen on gossip."
"To my surprise, even for an inconspicuous girl like me, he still patiently answered my confusion."
[Written on June 8, 2020.]
[—Vera Puyoi]
"I still remember that it was December. The weather in Los Angeles was very cold, but the heating in the classroom was very sufficient. At that time, he was wearing a crisp white shirt, a cold gray coat and a plaid scarf aside. The time started from It seemed like he was delayed by half a beat when he walked over me. Later I realized that the missed half a beat was my heartbeat."
In that lecture, Professor Helfgott showed him the important mathematical tool "Hardy Littlewood Circle Method" and the progress made using this tool on Goldbach's conjecture.
[—Vera Puyoi]
Well, it's not timid at all.
"To my surprise, even for an inconspicuous girl like me, he still patiently answered my confusion."
"I prayed that God would give it back to him."
However, the author who wrote this biography had a particularly profound impression of that academic lecture, and even remembered the color of the clothes he was wearing at the time.
Regarding the memory of that time, the specific details have been blurred in Lu Zhou's mind.
Lu Zhou was silent for a while and finally put down the biography.
“…Written while teaching at Princeton?”
"Of course, what impressed me was not his clothes, but the radiance of reason and the kindness in his heart."
At most, it just made him feel a little embarrassed.
And if memory serves me correctly, Hardy seemed to have failed to join the Ivy League club from beginning to end. Vera, on the other hand, wrote her own letter of recommendation to introduce her.
"Can I take this... autobiography about me with me?"
Lu Zhou "isn't disgusted...and there's nothing untrue about it."
However, the author who wrote this biography had a particularly profound impression of that academic lecture, and even remembered the color of the clothes he was wearing at the time.
"Whether it is what I thought it was or not, it is not an easy task to write a million-word biography. In addition to pouring your heart and soul into it, I think there should also be some thoughts such as longing in it. Emotions. I understand that everything seems too heavy in the face of time, but do you really have the heart to tell a page about youth and tear it out of the heart of a little girl? Even after 100 years, she will probably All buried."
At most, it just made him feel a little embarrassed.
Regarding the memory of that time, the specific details have been blurred in Lu Zhou's mind.
"Thank you. You gave future generations an opportunity to dig out treasures from history, and you also saved a young girl's youth... I may have experienced my grandfather's happiness."
When his eyes fell on the second line, Lu Zhou's heartbeat, which had been fluctuating, suddenly calmed down.
And if memory serves me correctly, Hardy seemed to have failed to join the Ivy League club from beginning to end. Vera, on the other hand, wrote her own letter of recommendation to introduce her.
Lu Zhou remembered clearly that at that time, he had just received the honor of the Cole Prize for Number Theory, and had just taken Goldbach's conjecture as the next goal of his research.
With delicate writing, she wrote this on the first page of the prologue.
"At that time, I once imagined that it would be great if one day I could sit in the classroom and listen to his lectures. Unexpectedly, this wish came true many years later."
Seeing Lu Zhou finally enlightened, the librarian showed a warm smile and put the book in his arms.
The lines of printed text flow like trickling water on the slightly yellowed paper.
In that lecture, Professor Helfgott showed him the important mathematical tool "Hardy Littlewood Circle Method" and the progress made using this tool on Goldbach's conjecture.
"... Some people say that everyone is an apple that God took a bite out of. Just because some apples taste particularly fragrant, God takes an extra bite."
"I still remember that it was an academic lecture on the application of circular methods given by Professor Helfgott, and it was also my first encounter with him."
"However, as I said in the preface, God gave him a mind that is close to the peak of human beings, but also took something away from him... "
"And there is no doubt that he is such an apple that God loves."
“Out of confusion about Professor Helfgott’s theory, I felt uneasy at the time and asked him for advice on several puzzles that puzzled me during the lecture.”
"I listened very carefully because his voice was very nice. Although it was only a few words, it seemed to have a reassuring affinity and a powerful but not aggressive persuasion. No matter how complex the mathematical problem was, Everything will become easier to understand under his explanation.”
"I know that the old man always talks about the 'wealth of civilization', but can you deny that this biography in my hand - or this million-word love letter, is not the wealth of civilization?"
Lu Zhou remembered clearly that at that time, he had just received the honor of the Cole Prize for Number Theory, and had just taken Goldbach's conjecture as the next goal of his research.
"I still remember that it was an academic lecture on the application of circular methods given by Professor Helfgott, and it was also my first encounter with him."
"Of course, what impressed me was not his clothes, but the radiance of reason and the kindness in his heart."
Although the exchange was only academic, during his time at Princeton, the person with whom he had the closest contact was probably his favorite young apprentice.
Well, it's not timid at all.
Seeing Lu Zhou finally enlightened, the librarian showed a warm smile and put the book in his arms.
As if seeing the embarrassment on Lu Zhou's face, the librarian showed an "I understand" smile on his face and said in a joking tone.
"At that time, he was not a professor at Princeton, let alone the protagonist of this lecture. As an audience member, he sat in the audience like me, quietly thinking about Professor Helfgott's theory, and writing in his notebook. What are you wearing?"
With delicate writing, she wrote this on the first page of the prologue.
The content written in the prologue is an academic lecture given by Professor Helfgott at the University of California, Berkeley.
And if memory serves me correctly, Hardy seemed to have failed to join the Ivy League club from beginning to end. Vera, on the other hand, wrote her own letter of recommendation to introduce her.
"I still remember that it was an academic lecture on the application of circular methods given by Professor Helfgott, and it was also my first encounter with him."
When his eyes fell on the second line, Lu Zhou's heartbeat, which had been fluctuating, suddenly calmed down.
"Of course... this biography is written in your name. If there is any untrue content in it and it arouses your disgust, you certainly have the right to remove it from the bookshelf."
Lu Zhou "isn't disgusted...and there's nothing untrue about it."
"I still remember that it was December. The weather in Los Angeles was very cold, but the heating in the classroom was very sufficient. At that time, he was wearing a crisp white shirt, a cold gray coat and a plaid scarf aside. The time started from It seemed like he was delayed by half a beat when he walked over me. Later I realized that the missed half a beat was my heartbeat."
At most, it just made him feel a little embarrassed.
"However, as I said in the preface, God gave him a mind that is close to the peak of human beings, but also took something away from him... "
If I remember correctly, it was at the end of 2015.
Although he didn't want future generations to have some strange misunderstandings about himself, if this biography really carried so much, he really shouldn't do this.
"Of course, what impressed me was not his clothes, but the radiance of reason and the kindness in his heart."
With a hint of curiosity, Lu Zhou wanted to know what kind of person he was in her heart. He turned to the next page, skipped the table of contents and looked directly at the prologue.
What do you say
"Of course, what impressed me was not his clothes, but the radiance of reason and the kindness in his heart."
Seeing Lu Zhou finally enlightened, the librarian showed a warm smile and put the book in his arms.
However, the author who wrote this biography had a particularly profound impression of that academic lecture, and even remembered the color of the clothes he was wearing at the time.
With a hint of curiosity, Lu Zhou wanted to know what kind of person he was in her heart. He turned to the next page, skipped the table of contents and looked directly at the prologue.
“Out of confusion about Professor Helfgott’s theory, I felt uneasy at the time and asked him for advice on several puzzles that puzzled me during the lecture.”
The straightforward language and unabashed expression of the inner feelings do not sound like an autobiography, but more like something else...
"I still remember that it was an academic lecture on the application of circular methods given by Professor Helfgott, and it was also my first encounter with him."
Regarding the memory of that time, the specific details have been blurred in Lu Zhou's mind.
"After all, the biggest difference between humans and machines is that humans have feelings!"
Seeing Lu Zhou finally enlightened, the librarian showed a warm smile and put the book in his arms.
“Out of confusion about Professor Helfgott’s theory, I felt uneasy at the time and asked him for advice on several puzzles that puzzled me during the lecture.”
Seeing Lu Zhou finally enlightened, the librarian showed a warm smile and put the book in his arms.
In that lecture, Professor Helfgott showed him the important mathematical tool "Hardy Littlewood Circle Method" and the progress made using this tool on Goldbach's conjecture.
"To my surprise, even for an inconspicuous girl like me, he still patiently answered my confusion."
If I remember correctly, it was at the end of 2015.
“Out of confusion about Professor Helfgott’s theory, I felt uneasy at the time and asked him for advice on several puzzles that puzzled me during the lecture.”
"I listened very carefully because his voice was very nice. Although it was only a few words, it seemed to have a reassuring affinity and a powerful but not aggressive persuasion. No matter how complex the mathematical problem was, Everything will become easier to understand under his explanation.”
Although I opened this biography out of curiosity, I always felt that it was a wrong decision.
The lines of printed text flow like trickling water on the slightly yellowed paper.
With delicate writing, she wrote this on the first page of the prologue.
"Whether it is what I thought it was or not, it is not an easy task to write a million-word biography. In addition to pouring your heart and soul into it, I think there should also be some thoughts such as longing in it. Emotions. I understand that everything seems too heavy in the face of time, but do you really have the heart to tell a page about youth and tear it out of the heart of a little girl? Even after 100 years, she will probably All buried."
"I know that the old man always talks about the 'wealth of civilization', but can you deny that this biography in my hand - or this million-word love letter, is not the wealth of civilization?"
The straightforward language and unabashed expression of the inner feelings do not sound like an autobiography, but more like something else...
[Written on June 8, 2020.]
However, the author who wrote this biography had a particularly profound impression of that academic lecture, and even remembered the color of the clothes he was wearing at the time.
"At that time, I once imagined that it would be great if one day I could sit in the classroom and listen to his lectures. Unexpectedly, this wish came true many years later."
"Of course, what impressed me was not his clothes, but the radiance of reason and the kindness in his heart."
Although the exchange was only academic, during his time at Princeton, the person with whom he had the closest contact was probably his favorite young apprentice.
What do you say
And if memory serves me correctly, Hardy seemed to have failed to join the Ivy League club from beginning to end. Vera, on the other hand, wrote her own letter of recommendation to introduce her.
"However, as I said in the preface, God gave him a mind that is close to the peak of human beings, but also took something away from him... "
[Written on June 8, 2020.]
After turning the first chapter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou's Adam's apple moved slightly.
"To my surprise, even for an inconspicuous girl like me, he still patiently answered my confusion."
"Can I take this... autobiography about me with me?"
"That's something special."
"Whether it is what I thought it was or not, it is not an easy task to write a million-word biography. In addition to pouring your heart and soul into it, I think there should also be some thoughts such as longing in it. Emotions. I understand that everything seems too heavy in the face of time, but do you really have the heart to tell a page about youth and tear it out of the heart of a little girl? Even after 100 years, she will probably All buried."
After hearing what Lu Zhou said, the elderly librarian hesitated and spoke in a compromising tone.
At most, it just made him feel a little embarrassed.
[—Vera Puyoi]
"To my surprise, even for an inconspicuous girl like me, he still patiently answered my confusion."
"I prayed that God would give it back to him."
However, the author who wrote this biography had a particularly profound impression of that academic lecture, and even remembered the color of the clothes he was wearing at the time.
The straightforward language and unabashed expression of the inner feelings do not sound like an autobiography, but more like something else...
The lines of printed text flow like trickling water on the slightly yellowed paper.
"I prayed that God would give it back to him."
But if you think about it carefully, it seems that only she can write such a thing.
The straightforward language and unabashed expression of the inner feelings do not sound like an autobiography, but more like something else...
Regarding the memory of that time, the specific details have been blurred in Lu Zhou's mind.
"Whether it is what I thought it was or not, it is not an easy task to write a million-word biography. In addition to pouring your heart and soul into it, I think there should also be some thoughts such as longing in it. Emotions. I understand that everything seems too heavy in the face of time, but do you really have the heart to tell a page about youth and tear it out of the heart of a little girl? Even after 100 years, she will probably All buried."
Seeing Lu Zhou finally enlightened, the librarian showed a warm smile and put the book in his arms.
After turning the first chapter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou's Adam's apple moved slightly.
Seeing Lu Zhou finally enlightened, the librarian showed a warm smile and put the book in his arms.
"That's something special."
Although I opened this biography out of curiosity, I always felt that it was a wrong decision.
"And there is no doubt that he is such an apple that God loves."
[—Vera Puyoi]
Seeing Lu Zhou finally enlightened, the librarian showed a warm smile and put the book in his arms.
To be honest, when facing the threats from the Universe Spirit Foundation and those awakened ones, he had never felt any similar timidity...
"At that time, I once imagined that it would be great if one day I could sit in the classroom and listen to his lectures. Unexpectedly, this wish came true many years later."
Because even a person like him who is not very interested in emotional matters can see that it is not a biography at all, but a love letter with a million words.
Because even a person like him who is not very interested in emotional matters can see that it is not a biography at all, but a love letter with a million words.
What do you say
"... Although I don't know where you are thinking, I can swear that things are not what you think."
When his eyes fell on the second line, Lu Zhou's heartbeat, which had been fluctuating, suddenly calmed down.
[—Vera Puyoi]
Although he didn't want future generations to have some strange misunderstandings about himself, if this biography really carried so much, he really shouldn't do this.
It's like riding a tiger with a hard time getting off.
It's like riding a tiger with a hard time getting off.
After hearing what Lu Zhou said, the elderly librarian hesitated and spoke in a compromising tone.
After turning the first chapter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou's Adam's apple moved slightly.
When his eyes fell on the second line, Lu Zhou's heartbeat, which had been fluctuating, suddenly calmed down.
To be honest, when facing the threats from the Universe Spirit Foundation and those awakened ones, he had never felt any similar timidity...
"Whether it is what I thought it was or not, it is not an easy task to write a million-word biography. In addition to pouring your heart and soul into it, I think there should also be some thoughts such as longing in it. Emotions. I understand that everything seems too heavy in the face of time, but do you really have the heart to tell a page about youth and tear it out of the heart of a little girl? Even after 100 years, she will probably All buried."
"Of course... this biography is written in your name. If there is any untrue content in it and it arouses your disgust, you certainly have the right to remove it from the bookshelf."
Regarding the memory of that time, the specific details have been blurred in Lu Zhou's mind.
Lu Zhou remembered clearly that at that time, he had just received the honor of the Cole Prize for Number Theory, and had just taken Goldbach's conjecture as the next goal of his research.
It's like riding a tiger with a hard time getting off.
The lines of printed text flow like trickling water on the slightly yellowed paper.
Well, it's not timid at all.
Lu Zhou remembered clearly that at that time, he had just received the honor of the Cole Prize for Number Theory, and had just taken Goldbach's conjecture as the next goal of his research.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems that only she can write such a thing.
"I still remember that it was an academic lecture on the application of circular methods given by Professor Helfgott, and it was also my first encounter with him."
"Whether it is what I thought it was or not, it is not an easy task to write a million-word biography. In addition to pouring your heart and soul into it, I think there should also be some thoughts such as longing in it. Emotions. I understand that everything seems too heavy in the face of time, but do you really have the heart to tell a page about youth and tear it out of the heart of a little girl? Even after 100 years, she will probably All buried."
It's just a matter of embarrassment.
"I understand, who hasn't done a few stupid things when they were young? There's nothing to be embarrassed about."
However, the author who wrote this biography had a particularly profound impression of that academic lecture, and even remembered the color of the clothes he was wearing at the time.
"Of course... this biography is written in your name. If there is any untrue content in it and it arouses your disgust, you certainly have the right to remove it from the bookshelf."
Lu Zhou moved his eyes away from the biography and looked at the librarian standing behind the front desk. After being silent for a while, he spoke.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems that only she can write such a thing.
"I know that the old man always talks about the 'wealth of civilization', but can you deny that this biography in my hand - or this million-word love letter, is not the wealth of civilization?"
Lu Zhou remembered clearly that at that time, he had just received the honor of the Cole Prize for Number Theory, and had just taken Goldbach's conjecture as the next goal of his research.
With delicate writing, she wrote this on the first page of the prologue.
"I prayed that God would give it back to him."
However, the author who wrote this biography had a particularly profound impression of that academic lecture, and even remembered the color of the clothes he was wearing at the time.
At most, it just made him feel a little embarrassed.
"Can I take this... autobiography about me with me?"
When his eyes fell on the second line, Lu Zhou's heartbeat, which had been fluctuating, suddenly calmed down.
"Whether it is what I thought it was or not, it is not an easy task to write a million-word biography. In addition to pouring your heart and soul into it, I think there should also be some thoughts such as longing in it. Emotions. I understand that everything seems too heavy in the face of time, but do you really have the heart to tell a page about youth and tear it out of the heart of a little girl? Even after 100 years, she will probably All buried."
After hearing what Lu Zhou said, the elderly librarian hesitated and spoke in a compromising tone.
Although the exchange was only academic, during his time at Princeton, the person with whom he had the closest contact was probably his favorite young apprentice.
Although I opened this biography out of curiosity, I always felt that it was a wrong decision.
The content written in the prologue is an academic lecture given by Professor Helfgott at the University of California, Berkeley.
As he said this, the interesting old man raised his eyebrows at Lu Zhou.
Although I opened this biography out of curiosity, I always felt that it was a wrong decision.
Lu Zhou glanced at him sideways and said, "Your grandfather is not a person who is keen on gossip."
"And there is no doubt that he is such an apple that God loves."
"Of course... this biography is written in your name. If there is any untrue content in it and it arouses your disgust, you certainly have the right to remove it from the bookshelf."
"Of course, what impressed me was not his clothes, but the radiance of reason and the kindness in his heart."
“Out of confusion about Professor Helfgott’s theory, I felt uneasy at the time and asked him for advice on several puzzles that puzzled me during the lecture.”
"However, as I said in the preface, God gave him a mind that is close to the peak of human beings, but also took something away from him... "
Because even a person like him who is not very interested in emotional matters can see that it is not a biography at all, but a love letter with a million words.
Although he didn't want future generations to have some strange misunderstandings about himself, if this biography really carried so much, he really shouldn't do this.
It's like riding a tiger with a hard time getting off.
"At that time, I once imagined that it would be great if one day I could sit in the classroom and listen to his lectures. Unexpectedly, this wish came true many years later."
Lu Zhou "isn't disgusted...and there's nothing untrue about it."
[—Vera Puyoi]
Because even a person like him who is not very interested in emotional matters can see that it is not a biography at all, but a love letter with a million words.
What do you say
Regarding the memory of that time, the specific details have been blurred in Lu Zhou's mind.
Although I opened this biography out of curiosity, I always felt that it was a wrong decision.
However, the author who wrote this biography had a particularly profound impression of that academic lecture, and even remembered the color of the clothes he was wearing at the time.
When his eyes fell on the second line, Lu Zhou's heartbeat, which had been fluctuating, suddenly calmed down.
As if seeing the embarrassment on Lu Zhou's face, the librarian showed an "I understand" smile on his face and said in a joking tone.
At most, it just made him feel a little embarrassed.
“Out of confusion about Professor Helfgott’s theory, I felt uneasy at the time and asked him for advice on several puzzles that puzzled me during the lecture.”
Because even a person like him who is not very interested in emotional matters can see that it is not a biography at all, but a love letter with a million words.
"I listened very carefully because his voice was very nice. Although it was only a few words, it seemed to have a reassuring affinity and a powerful but not aggressive persuasion. No matter how complex the mathematical problem was, Everything will become easier to understand under his explanation.”
Seeing Lu Zhou finally enlightened, the librarian showed a warm smile and put the book in his arms.
“…Written while teaching at Princeton?”
"Can I take this... autobiography about me with me?"
Because even a person like him who is not very interested in emotional matters can see that it is not a biography at all, but a love letter with a million words.
"I know that the old man always talks about the 'wealth of civilization', but can you deny that this biography in my hand - or this million-word love letter, is not the wealth of civilization?"
"However, as I said in the preface, God gave him a mind that is close to the peak of human beings, but also took something away from him... "
But if you think about it carefully, it seems that only she can write such a thing.
As if seeing the embarrassment on Lu Zhou's face, the librarian showed an "I understand" smile on his face and said in a joking tone.
[—Vera Puyoi]
In that lecture, Professor Helfgott showed him the important mathematical tool "Hardy Littlewood Circle Method" and the progress made using this tool on Goldbach's conjecture.
Although I opened this biography out of curiosity, I always felt that it was a wrong decision.
If I remember correctly, it was at the end of 2015.
As if seeing the embarrassment on Lu Zhou's face, the librarian showed an "I understand" smile on his face and said in a joking tone.
"I know that the old man always talks about the 'wealth of civilization', but can you deny that this biography in my hand - or this million-word love letter, is not the wealth of civilization?"
Although the exchange was only academic, during his time at Princeton, the person with whom he had the closest contact was probably his favorite young apprentice.
After hearing what Lu Zhou said, the elderly librarian hesitated and spoke in a compromising tone.
The content written in the prologue is an academic lecture given by Professor Helfgott at the University of California, Berkeley.
"... Some people say that everyone is an apple that God took a bite out of. Just because some apples taste particularly fragrant, God takes an extra bite."
When his eyes fell on the second line, Lu Zhou's heartbeat, which had been fluctuating, suddenly calmed down.
"I understand, who hasn't done a few stupid things when they were young? There's nothing to be embarrassed about."
Well, it's not timid at all.
"I listened very carefully because his voice was very nice. Although it was only a few words, it seemed to have a reassuring affinity and a powerful but not aggressive persuasion. No matter how complex the mathematical problem was, Everything will become easier to understand under his explanation.”
Well, it's not timid at all.
The content written in the prologue is an academic lecture given by Professor Helfgott at the University of California, Berkeley.
At most, it just made him feel a little embarrassed.
Although I opened this biography out of curiosity, I always felt that it was a wrong decision.
"... Although I don't know where you are thinking, I can swear that things are not what you think."
"Of course... this biography is written in your name. If there is any untrue content in it and it arouses your disgust, you certainly have the right to remove it from the bookshelf."
With delicate writing, she wrote this on the first page of the prologue.
"... Although I don't know where you are thinking, I can swear that things are not what you think."
"Whether it is what I thought it was or not, it is not an easy task to write a million-word biography. In addition to pouring your heart and soul into it, I think there should also be some thoughts such as longing in it. Emotions. I understand that everything seems too heavy in the face of time, but do you really have the heart to tell a page about youth and tear it out of the heart of a little girl? Even after 100 years, she will probably All buried."
If I remember correctly, it was at the end of 2015.
"Thank you. You gave future generations an opportunity to dig out treasures from history, and you also saved a young girl's youth... I may have experienced my grandfather's happiness."
"Whether it is what I thought it was or not, it is not an easy task to write a million-word biography. In addition to pouring your heart and soul into it, I think there should also be some thoughts such as longing in it. Emotions. I understand that everything seems too heavy in the face of time, but do you really have the heart to tell a page about youth and tear it out of the heart of a little girl? Even after 100 years, she will probably All buried."
"To my surprise, even for an inconspicuous girl like me, he still patiently answered my confusion."
"Of course... this biography is written in your name. If there is any untrue content in it and it arouses your disgust, you certainly have the right to remove it from the bookshelf."
Because even a person like him who is not very interested in emotional matters can see that it is not a biography at all, but a love letter with a million words.
"I prayed that God would give it back to him."
Although the exchange was only academic, during his time at Princeton, the person with whom he had the closest contact was probably his favorite young apprentice.
Lu Zhou was silent for a while and finally put down the biography.
In that lecture, Professor Helfgott showed him the important mathematical tool "Hardy Littlewood Circle Method" and the progress made using this tool on Goldbach's conjecture.
“…Written while teaching at Princeton?”
[—Vera Puyoi]
Because even a person like him who is not very interested in emotional matters can see that it is not a biography at all, but a love letter with a million words.
Although he didn't want future generations to have some strange misunderstandings about himself, if this biography really carried so much, he really shouldn't do this.
"Of course... this biography is written in your name. If there is any untrue content in it and it arouses your disgust, you certainly have the right to remove it from the bookshelf."
Although he didn't want future generations to have some strange misunderstandings about himself, if this biography really carried so much, he really shouldn't do this.
"I understand, who hasn't done a few stupid things when they were young? There's nothing to be embarrassed about."
With delicate writing, she wrote this on the first page of the prologue.
"At that time, he was not a professor at Princeton, let alone the protagonist of this lecture. As an audience member, he sat in the audience like me, quietly thinking about Professor Helfgott's theory, and writing in his notebook. What are you wearing?"
Lu Zhou "isn't disgusted...and there's nothing untrue about it."
Seeing Lu Zhou finally enlightened, the librarian showed a warm smile and put the book in his arms.
Although the exchange was only academic, during his time at Princeton, the person with whom he had the closest contact was probably his favorite young apprentice.
When his eyes fell on the second line, Lu Zhou's heartbeat, which had been fluctuating, suddenly calmed down.
The content written in the prologue is an academic lecture given by Professor Helfgott at the University of California, Berkeley.
Regarding the memory of that time, the specific details have been blurred in Lu Zhou's mind.
"Thank you. You gave future generations an opportunity to dig out treasures from history, and you also saved a young girl's youth... I may have experienced my grandfather's happiness."
"That's something special."
Because even a person like him who is not very interested in emotional matters can see that it is not a biography at all, but a love letter with a million words.
Well, it's not timid at all.
Lu Zhou glanced at him sideways and said, "Your grandfather is not a person who is keen on gossip."
Although the exchange was only academic, during his time at Princeton, the person with whom he had the closest contact was probably his favorite young apprentice.
To be honest, when facing the threats from the Universe Spirit Foundation and those awakened ones, he had never felt any similar timidity...
Well, it's not timid at all.
"I listened very carefully because his voice was very nice. Although it was only a few words, it seemed to have a reassuring affinity and a powerful but not aggressive persuasion. No matter how complex the mathematical problem was, Everything will become easier to understand under his explanation.”
The straightforward language and unabashed expression of the inner feelings do not sound like an autobiography, but more like something else...
"Whether it is what I thought it was or not, it is not an easy task to write a million-word biography. In addition to pouring your heart and soul into it, I think there should also be some thoughts such as longing in it. Emotions. I understand that everything seems too heavy in the face of time, but do you really have the heart to tell a page about youth and tear it out of the heart of a little girl? Even after 100 years, she will probably All buried."
"I know that the old man always talks about the 'wealth of civilization', but can you deny that this biography in my hand - or this million-word love letter, is not the wealth of civilization?"
"Of course... this biography is written in your name. If there is any untrue content in it and it arouses your disgust, you certainly have the right to remove it from the bookshelf."
Although he didn't want future generations to have some strange misunderstandings about himself, if this biography really carried so much, he really shouldn't do this.
As he said this, the interesting old man raised his eyebrows at Lu Zhou.
"However, as I said in the preface, God gave him a mind that is close to the peak of human beings, but also took something away from him... "
"At that time, he was not a professor at Princeton, let alone the protagonist of this lecture. As an audience member, he sat in the audience like me, quietly thinking about Professor Helfgott's theory, and writing in his notebook. What are you wearing?"
Lu Zhou was silent for a while and finally put down the biography.
The straightforward language and unabashed expression of the inner feelings do not sound like an autobiography, but more like something else...
After turning the first chapter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou's Adam's apple moved slightly.
"At that time, he was not a professor at Princeton, let alone the protagonist of this lecture. As an audience member, he sat in the audience like me, quietly thinking about Professor Helfgott's theory, and writing in his notebook. What are you wearing?"
“…Written while teaching at Princeton?”
"After all, the biggest difference between humans and machines is that humans have feelings!"
"After all, the biggest difference between humans and machines is that humans have feelings!"
Although he didn't want future generations to have some strange misunderstandings about himself, if this biography really carried so much, he really shouldn't do this.
Although the exchange was only academic, during his time at Princeton, the person with whom he had the closest contact was probably his favorite young apprentice.
And if memory serves me correctly, Hardy seemed to have failed to join the Ivy League club from beginning to end. Vera, on the other hand, wrote her own letter of recommendation to introduce her.
At most, it just made him feel a little embarrassed.