Three days is not enough anyway.
The classroom was filled with mourning. A group of students were grabbing their hair and looking at each other with painful expressions on their faces.
Maybe the Clay Institute actually accepted his paper
Professor Enoch's papers were too difficult to understand. Although they liked listening to Professor Enoch's stories, they racked their brains every time they did homework.
After Larte told his idea to the Korean sponsor, the money was quickly sent over.
Larte said sincerely: "I plan to help you."
Professor Enoch said casually: "Yes, of course, Goldbach's conjecture is very easy. The distribution of prime numbers is closely related to a carefully constructed Riemann ζ(s) function. In essence, it is a prime number problem. In the system I established Under the Riemann ζ(s) function system, it only takes three hours to solve Goldbach’s conjecture.”
Ralt stared into his eyes and pursued his victory: "I only ask you one thing, can you ensure that the proof of Goldbach's conjecture is completed when the Riemann Hypothesis is established?"
A student asked: "What about Hilbert Question 23? Professor Enoch, it should be easy for you."
In the classroom, the student who encouraged him to prove the Riemann Hypothesis said.
"Yes." Larte grinned.
Looking away, Enoch cleared his throat and said.
Of course, it's impossible in Lecture Hall 1 of the Institute for Advanced Study, but it doesn't matter in the Princeton Hotel next door. As long as you pay for it, you can book it for as many days as you like. In fact, many academic conferences are held in hotels.
"It's too long," Larte shook his head. "Time waits for no one. You can leave the details until later. Listen, I don't ask you to convince Princeton professors. You only need to convince some legal persons from black rights protection organizations." , as well as the sponsors behind them, as well as some MPs who are paying attention to this matter."
"The thing is, we learned that at the end of 2015, you sent a letter to the Clay Institute claiming to have proved the Riemann Hypothesis. But according to an interview with the Daily Mail, the Clay Institute We will not comment on your paper. After we learned about your situation, we immediately followed up on the matter... "
Professor Enoch was stunned for a moment when he saw the American in front of him, but he was not frightened like the old black man next to him. Instead, he frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
Before this, no one believed that this number theory teacher had proved the Riemann Hypothesis, especially after the reporter from the "Daily Mail" came once and then stopped coming.
In the same article posted on Arxiv, Perelman's Poincaré conjecture was recognized by the academic community, and Lu Zhou's proof of Goldbach's conjecture was also recognized by the academic community. Only his paper was thrown into the Classification of "General Mathematics".
Professor Enoch had a strange expression.
Not just Nigeria, but the whole of Africa is permeated with this "escape thought", especially for those of them who are educated in the true sense.
If it weren't for the big news, he wouldn't want to stay here any longer. He couldn't believe that from the time he left the airport to here, he had been extorted 70,000 naira... Although it was only a matter of a few hundred dollars, it still made him quite angry.
After being silent for a long time, he thought about it carefully, and it seemed that there was no loss to him. Teaching in Nigeria is not a promising career. No matter what happens, he can still take advantage of this opportunity to "hack" there.
"Professor Enoch, can the Riemann Hypothesis be used to solve Goldbach's Hypothesis?"
But now, American journalists are here.
Enoch said immediately without thinking: "Deal!"
Because the person who told him this was actually a white man.
Larte immediately asked: "How long?"
He swore that this was his last business trip here.
Professor Enoch looked at Ralt up and down and said cautiously: "... My office will do."
This man is simply a devil...
If the Clay Institute really accepts Professor Enoch's thesis, then he will undoubtedly become a "human master". He may still have the opportunity to immigrate to the United States. When the time comes, he may have to rely on this brother...
Enoch tentatively said: "Three months."
For Comrade Sun Myung Moon, it doesn't matter whether he can make China take it seriously. As long as it disgusts his neighboring country, even if the PLA throws a "balloon" into the sea, he can make some fuss out of it.
"Of course, it can be solved easily," Professor Enoch said in a relaxed tone and analyzed casually, "The Riemann Hypothesis is ultimately the 8th question of Hilbert's 23 questions, but it has been shrouded in the ζ(s) I established. Under the functional system. It is like 'Rhinoceros' Tyson, invincible in the ring."
"It's not a matter of money, don't you feel very angry?" Lart stared at Professor Enoch and said with an iron heart, "I just listened to your class from beginning to end, and I think you are a very good person. An outstanding mathematician, but some people ignore your results because of your skin color. Obviously Russians, French Peruvians, and even Chinese have all been recognized by the academic community, but you are the only one who has been excluded. !”
Federal University Ekiti, Ekiti State, Nigeria.
"I need some time to prepare..."
Yes, he obviously also submitted his proof to Arxiv. Why was his paper thrown into the "general mathematics" category and no one cared about it.
"Let me introduce myself. I am a reporter from the Washington Times. You can call me Ralt." Ralt patiently forced out a smile that didn't look hypocritical and extended his right hand. "About Riemann Guess I want to talk to you, when is it convenient for you?"
However, the reporter did succeed in provoking his ire.
At least, he had to wait until his students turned in their homework.
"Professor Enoch, this gentleman from the United States, wants to talk to you about the Riemann Hypothesis." Patting Professor Enoch on the shoulder, the old black man smiled with a smile on his face. It could even be said to be flattering. The voice next to him lowered, "Behave well."
"When the time is right, I will consider stepping out, but it is not the time yet. Remember, my children, a truly strong man is not interested in solving specific problems, and he does not bother to take action, because they are all Gaussian and Euler. This is what second-rate mathematicians do," Professor Enoch waved his hand, "Okay, this class is over. Your homework is to submit a paper, and the topic of the paper is based on my ζ(s) Function system, proving Goldbach’s conjecture.”
Submitting a paper is one thing, but giving a report on stage is another matter. To put it simply, he was not fully prepared.
"Wait, wait, wait, it's too fast. I still don't understand what you mean. You want me to give a lecture in Princeton?" Professor Enoch's eyes flickered.
Of course, what he wanted to please was not Professor Enoch, but a million dollars.
However, at this moment, he saw a white man at the door and the head of the Department of Mathematics at the Federal University of Ekiti.
Raart raised his finger expressionlessly: "Ten thousand dollars."
Stared at by those eyes, Professor Enoch wanted to refuse, but couldn't speak out, and finally swallowed his mouth.
"The method has been given to you. I believe it is easy for you."
Professor Enoch stood in the classroom in a unhappy mood, even a little irritable.
Ralt raised three fingers: "At most three days."
Sitting on the chair, Professor Enoch looked at Ralt with suspicion, obviously not believing that he could help him get a million-dollar bonus, "My paper can be seen on Arxiv, why did you make a special trip?" Come to Nigeria?”
The students shouted, "Professor Enoch, it's time to solve this problem."
"Wait a minute!" Professor Enoch stopped Ralte, "I don't understand what you mean. What on earth do you want to do?!"
Professor Enoch's office was in a mess and had obviously not been taken care of. The socks were even left on the textbooks, and the textbooks were obviously dusty and even hung with spider webs.
"Of course," Professor Enoch said without hesitation, "it's easy."
Larte snapped his fingers, "OK, I will solve the air ticket and visa issues for you. At the same time, the Washington Post will reimburse you for your expenses along the way..."
"Help me?" Professor Enoch rubbed his nose, "Why don't you just give me the money..."
For this small country, this amount of money is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.
And he only recently understood that this category has become a garbage dump.
Larte frowned, finally found a suitable place to stand, cleared his throat and said.
Larter: "We will arrange a lecture for you at Princeton to report on the Riemann Hypothesis you proved, and how to easily solve a series of prime number problems under that function system... For example, Goldbach's Hypothesis. "
Feeling that his mood had improved a lot, Professor Enoch was so satisfied that he put away the lesson plan and prepared to walk to the office.
Enoch refused without thinking: "This is impossible!"
"Okay, how long do you want me to take," Enoch said angrily, picking at his scalp, "Give me some time."
In Nigerian society, although Americans and British are both white, the status of the former is slightly higher. Especially after a black man became the president, the place has even been exaggerated into a paradise.