When Lu Zhou returned home, it was almost dark.
"I didn't expect you to be ready."
The old man grinned: "Don't worry about this. Just like you are an expert in the field of mathematics, I am also an expert in document preservation."
"Then there's only one last thing left."
After organizing the words in his mind, Lu Zhou continued: "When I was cleaning the house, I found a bunch of manuscripts, including ones about Goldbach's conjecture and NS equations. It may take a while to sort them out. … I mean, if you’re interested, could you keep it for me?”
"Although I regret not being able to work with you, I still hope that no matter where you are, you can continue to move forward on your academic path."
Princeton has been famous for a while because of Ron Howard's beautiful souls, and the most talked about thing among outsiders is probably the Princeton-style tribute of giving away pens.
Lu Zhou still remembered that the old man teased him a lot the last time he came here to borrow Lyman Spitzer's manuscripts.
Returning to the cabin he had been away from for a long time, the moment he opened the door, the dust that came in front of him made him choke and sneeze.
"When are you going to retire?"
Lu Zhou guessed that what he meant was probably reciprocity, but that thing was not called a proverb, but an idiom.
"You came?"
"I should have hired a housekeeping company to clean it regularly." Lu Zhou reached out and fanned his nose, looking at the dusty entrance with a headache.
Before going to bed, he planned to finish today's work.
Donate a manuscript to a library
After organizing the words in his mind, Lu Zhou continued: "When I was cleaning the house, I found a bunch of manuscripts, including ones about Goldbach's conjecture and NS equations. It may take a while to sort them out. … I mean, if you’re interested, could you keep it for me?”
It took him about an hour, taking a broom and a rag, to finally clean up the study and bedroom.
The old man smiled: "Retirement? That may have to wait until the day I lie in the coffin."
How about spending the night in a hotel tonight
The old man grinned: "Don't worry about this. Just like you are an expert in the field of mathematics, I am also an expert in document preservation."
After thinking about it, Lu Zhou decided to forget it.
Princeton has been famous for a while because of Ron Howard's beautiful souls, and the most talked about thing among outsiders is probably the Princeton-style tribute of giving away pens.
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
After thinking about it, Lu Zhou decided to forget it.
Looking at the smile that was so weird that it could scare away people who came to borrow books, Lu Zhou sighed and said, "After all these years, aren't you going to change your look? And that dry laugh."
After all, for professors here, the most common things in their drawers are probably the pens collected when attending academic conferences.
He had never considered this issue before.
Looking at the completely darkened sky outside the window, he put the two resignation letters into the drawer, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
By the time he gets to the hotel from here, it will take him enough time to clean the bedroom.
Leaning the broom against the wall and looking at the tidy study room again, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.
Before going to bed, he planned to finish today's work.
"I just keep it with me," Lu Zhou paused for a moment and continued, "By the way, I collected this at the Mathematicians Conference in Rio de Janeiro."
Lu Zhou asked in an uncertain tone: "Will the Flintstone Library collect those pieces of paper?"
Lu Zhou nodded: "I will."
After organizing the words in his mind, Lu Zhou continued: "When I was cleaning the house, I found a bunch of manuscripts, including ones about Goldbach's conjecture and NS equations. It may take a while to sort them out. … I mean, if you’re interested, could you keep it for me?”
It took him about an hour, taking a broom and a rag, to finally clean up the study and bedroom.
Lu Zhou complained silently in his mind, but he didn't say it out loud. He just said a casual greeting.
Lu Zhou: "You still have it, what's wrong?"
Taking out a pen from his pocket, he said in a joking tone: "Although Princeton does not have such a tradition, I still want to give you something. This pen was collected by me at the International Congress of Mathematicians in Helsinki. , is also my favorite one, and I will leave it to you for safekeeping from now on."
After thinking about it, Lu Zhou decided to forget it.
Lu Zhou guessed that what he meant was probably reciprocity, but that thing was not called a proverb, but an idiom.
Leaning the broom against the wall and looking at the tidy study room again, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.
Even in Princeton, where "freaks" are everywhere, there are still very few weirdos who are so unkempt that they wear their nightgown in the library.
"What nonsense are you talking about? They are the treasures of civilization. From the moment you complete them, they no longer just belong to you."
"Then there's only one last thing left."
Leaning the broom against the wall and looking at the tidy study room again, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.
Leaning the broom against the wall and looking at the tidy study room again, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.
Donate a manuscript to a library
"I should have hired a housekeeping company to clean it regularly." Lu Zhou reached out and fanned his nose, looking at the dusty entrance with a headache.
Looking at the completely darkened sky outside the window, he put the two resignation letters into the drawer, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
Lu Zhou still remembered that the old man teased him a lot the last time he came here to borrow Lyman Spitzer's manuscripts.
"Really? Then I have to take good care of it," Fefferman smiled and continued, "By the way, speaking of which, do you still have those manuscripts of yours?"
Before going to bed, he planned to finish today's work.
By the time he gets to the hotel from here, it will take him enough time to clean the bedroom.
…
"Then there's only one last thing left."
After organizing the words in his mind, Lu Zhou continued: "When I was cleaning the house, I found a bunch of manuscripts, including ones about Goldbach's conjecture and NS equations. It may take a while to sort them out. … I mean, if you’re interested, could you keep it for me?”
Returning to the cabin he had been away from for a long time, the moment he opened the door, the dust that came in front of him made him choke and sneeze.
Looking at the completely darkened sky outside the window, he put the two resignation letters into the drawer, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
Although there is only one thing left to do.
"Although I regret not being able to work with you, I still hope that no matter where you are, you can continue to move forward on your academic path."
There was applause in the lecture hall.
Looking at the smile that was so weird that it could scare away people who came to borrow books, Lu Zhou sighed and said, "After all these years, aren't you going to change your look? And that dry laugh."
However, according to Nash himself in an interview, giving away pens was just an exaggeration by the director, and there is no such tradition at Princeton. However, after the movie was aired, the meme unexpectedly became popular among Princeton teachers and students.
Even in Princeton, where "freaks" are everywhere, there are still very few weirdos who are so unkempt that they wear their nightgown in the library.
Sitting at a familiar desk, Lu Zhou spent about half an hour writing his resignation.
However, despite his many eccentricities, his love for books is indeed beyond words.
Lu Zhou nodded: "I will."
Donate a manuscript to a library
No, you are probably the most abnormal one.
This title is similar to an honorary professor at a university and is mainly awarded to scholars who have made significant contributions to a certain research institution but are unable to serve or continue to serve here due to various reasons.
Looking at the completely darkened sky outside the window, he put the two resignation letters into the drawer, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
"You came?"
…
Although there is only one thing left to do.
The old man said "Oh" indifferently without any reaction.
The old man grinned: "Don't worry about this. Just like you are an expert in the field of mathematics, I am also an expert in document preservation."
…
Donate a manuscript to a library
By the time he gets to the hotel from here, it will take him enough time to clean the bedroom.
Fefferman: "If you don't plan to take it away, I suggest you donate it to the Flintstone Library. Although the old librarian seems a little mentally disturbed, he is quite good at maintaining paper documents."
A special ceremony was held in Lecture Hall No. 1 of the Institute for Advanced Study in Princeton.
When he arrived, the old man in his nightgown was leaning on a chair and taking a nap.
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
No, you are probably the most abnormal one.
"Really? Then I have to take good care of it," Fefferman smiled and continued, "By the way, speaking of which, do you still have those manuscripts of yours?"
It took him about an hour, taking a broom and a rag, to finally clean up the study and bedroom.
The old man said "Oh" indifferently without any reaction.
Lu Zhou: "I plan to return to China in a while."
Even in Princeton, where "freaks" are everywhere, there are still very few weirdos who are so unkempt that they wear their nightgown in the library.
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
Fefferman: "If you don't plan to take it away, I suggest you donate it to the Flintstone Library. Although the old librarian seems a little mentally disturbed, he is quite good at maintaining paper documents."
Lu Zhou asked in an uncertain tone: "Will the Flintstone Library collect those pieces of paper?"
Lu Zhou guessed that what he meant was probably reciprocity, but that thing was not called a proverb, but an idiom.
Before going to bed, he planned to finish today's work.
Upon hearing this suggestion, Lu Zhou was slightly stunned.
This title is similar to an honorary professor at a university and is mainly awarded to scholars who have made significant contributions to a certain research institution but are unable to serve or continue to serve here due to various reasons.
"I should have hired a housekeeping company to clean it regularly." Lu Zhou reached out and fanned his nose, looking at the dusty entrance with a headache.
Lu Zhou: "I plan to return to China in a while."
However, according to Nash himself in an interview, giving away pens was just an exaggeration by the director, and there is no such tradition at Princeton. However, after the movie was aired, the meme unexpectedly became popular among Princeton teachers and students.
Hearing that Lu Zhou planned to donate the manuscript to the Flintstone Library, the old man's face finally showed an expression of interest.
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
Taking the pen from Lu Zhou's hand, Fefferman glanced at him in surprise.
The old man said "Oh" indifferently without any reaction.
No, you are probably the most abnormal one.
“Even looking back at the history of the Institute for Advanced Study, you are one of its most distinguished scholars. And as a colleague, I am impressed by your research output.”
After leaving the Institute for Advanced Study, Lu Zhou went straight to the Flintstone Library.
"I didn't expect you to be ready."
Fefferman said with a smile: "Of course, and I think not just the Flint Library, I believe any museum would be happy to take over these materials."
"I thought that at your age you would be somewhat shy about the word coffin."
Hearing that Lu Zhou planned to donate the manuscript to the Flintstone Library, the old man's face finally showed an expression of interest.
"Although I regret not being able to work with you, I still hope that no matter where you are, you can continue to move forward on your academic path."
…
After all, for professors here, the most common things in their drawers are probably the pens collected when attending academic conferences.
Lu Zhou nodded: "I will."
Leaning the broom against the wall and looking at the tidy study room again, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.
By the time he gets to the hotel from here, it will take him enough time to clean the bedroom.
There was applause in the lecture hall.
Before going to bed, he planned to finish today's work.
From the hands of Dean Goddard, Lu Zhou took over the certificate symbolizing the title of honorary professor.
"I didn't expect you to be ready."
There was applause in the lecture hall.
When Lu Zhou returned home, it was almost dark.
"Of course, these are the wealth of civilization. Give them to me and I will keep them safe for you."
From the hands of Dean Goddard, Lu Zhou took over the certificate symbolizing the title of honorary professor.
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
"Really? Then I have to take good care of it," Fefferman smiled and continued, "By the way, speaking of which, do you still have those manuscripts of yours?"
The old man said "Oh" indifferently without any reaction.
Lu Zhou asked in an uncertain tone: "Will the Flintstone Library collect those pieces of paper?"
Hearing that Lu Zhou planned to donate the manuscript to the Flintstone Library, the old man's face finally showed an expression of interest.
Counting the honorary professorship awarded to him by President Isgrub before, as well as Columbia University and Jinling University, he has received the title of honorary professor from three universities before this.
Who knows if one day he gets a whim and he can come back for a visit.
The old man said "Oh" indifferently without any reaction.
Sitting at a familiar desk, Lu Zhou spent about half an hour writing his resignation.
When he arrived, the old man in his nightgown was leaning on a chair and taking a nap.
…
Fefferman said with a smile: "Of course, and I think not just the Flint Library, I believe any museum would be happy to take over these materials."
A special ceremony was held in Lecture Hall No. 1 of the Institute for Advanced Study in Princeton.
Although he did not deliberately collect titles in this area, Lu Zhou was curious. When he passed away that day, the history books would devote a whole page to displaying the academic titles he had received.
Regarding this joke, he said solemnly.
Perhaps it is precisely because of such weirdos that the original historical documents and materials here are so well preserved.
Lu Zhou: "I plan to return to China in a while."
Lu Zhou complained silently in his mind, but he didn't say it out loud. He just said a casual greeting.
Lu Zhou still remembered that the old man teased him a lot the last time he came here to borrow Lyman Spitzer's manuscripts.
There was applause in the lecture hall.
After the ceremony, Lu Zhou was about to spend the rest of the time wandering around here. Professor Fefferman, who had worked with him to solve the NS equation problem, suddenly stopped him.
No, you are probably the most abnormal one.
Lu Zhou smiled: "Whether it is the wealth of civilization or not, I'll leave it to future generations to judge. I just think it would be a bit troublesome to bring all those things back. Several suitcases may not fit in them. Moreover, if there are One day, I hope they will still be the same.”
Sitting at a familiar desk, Lu Zhou spent about half an hour writing his resignation.
Seeing Lu Zhou appearing at the door, the sleepy old man sniffed and let out a weird laugh.
Upon hearing this suggestion, Lu Zhou was slightly stunned.
Leaning the broom against the wall and looking at the tidy study room again, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.
"When are you going to retire?"
Taking out a pen from his pocket, he said in a joking tone: "Although Princeton does not have such a tradition, I still want to give you something. This pen was collected by me at the International Congress of Mathematicians in Helsinki. , is also my favorite one, and I will leave it to you for safekeeping from now on."
Lu Zhou: "You still have it, what's wrong?"
"I didn't expect you to be ready."
After organizing the words in his mind, Lu Zhou continued: "When I was cleaning the house, I found a bunch of manuscripts, including ones about Goldbach's conjecture and NS equations. It may take a while to sort them out. … I mean, if you’re interested, could you keep it for me?”
"Why should we avoid taboos? Can we avoid death just by avoiding taboos? We will all decay one day, but our wisdom and knowledge will be left behind for future generations to admire." Staring at Lu Zhou with cloudy eyes, the old man's face revealed Smile, "Tell me, are you here to borrow a book, or do you have something else to do."
Lu Zhou smiled: "Whether it is the wealth of civilization or not, I'll leave it to future generations to judge. I just think it would be a bit troublesome to bring all those things back. Several suitcases may not fit in them. Moreover, if there are One day, I hope they will still be the same.”
"What does it matter? Who cares what a bad old man is wearing?" The old man smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the crutches, and stood up tremblingly, "What's more, in Princeton, which is full of weirdos, I am the normal one. .”
Counting the honorary professorship awarded to him by President Isgrub before, as well as Columbia University and Jinling University, he has received the title of honorary professor from three universities before this.
Princeton has been famous for a while because of Ron Howard's beautiful souls, and the most talked about thing among outsiders is probably the Princeton-style tribute of giving away pens.
"What does it matter? Who cares what a bad old man is wearing?" The old man smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the crutches, and stood up tremblingly, "What's more, in Princeton, which is full of weirdos, I am the normal one. .”
Hearing that Lu Zhou planned to donate the manuscript to the Flintstone Library, the old man's face finally showed an expression of interest.
However, according to Nash himself in an interview, giving away pens was just an exaggeration by the director, and there is no such tradition at Princeton. However, after the movie was aired, the meme unexpectedly became popular among Princeton teachers and students.
Taking out a pen from his pocket, he said in a joking tone: "Although Princeton does not have such a tradition, I still want to give you something. This pen was collected by me at the International Congress of Mathematicians in Helsinki. , is also my favorite one, and I will leave it to you for safekeeping from now on."
Lu Zhou nodded: "I will."
Lu Zhou: "I plan to return to China in a while."
After all, for professors here, the most common things in their drawers are probably the pens collected when attending academic conferences.
Lu Zhou: "You still have it, what's wrong?"
However, the old man didn't seem to have the humor in this area.
As for the International Congress of Mathematicians in Helsinki that Professor Fefferman mentioned, it was the one where he won the Fields Medal.
How about spending the night in a hotel tonight
Looking at the completely darkened sky outside the window, he put the two resignation letters into the drawer, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
Upon hearing this suggestion, Lu Zhou was slightly stunned.
Lu Zhou smiled: "Whether it is the wealth of civilization or not, I'll leave it to future generations to judge. I just think it would be a bit troublesome to bring all those things back. Several suitcases may not fit in them. Moreover, if there are One day, I hope they will still be the same.”
"Thank you," Lu Zhou solemnly accepted the meaningful pen. He smiled and joked, "You gave me such an expensive gift. I would be embarrassed if I didn't return the gift."
After all, his hard work has been put into every page.
However, according to Nash himself in an interview, giving away pens was just an exaggeration by the director, and there is no such tradition at Princeton. However, after the movie was aired, the meme unexpectedly became popular among Princeton teachers and students.
Originally, in his plan, he planned to give it to his students as a souvenir. But if you think about it carefully, it is obviously better to leave it to amateurs than to professionals.
"You came?"
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
No, you are probably the most abnormal one.
"Thank you," Lu Zhou solemnly accepted the meaningful pen. He smiled and joked, "You gave me such an expensive gift. I would be embarrassed if I didn't return the gift."
"You came?"
Professor Fefferman laughed: "You should give me something. Gifts should be given to each other. I remember this proverb in China."
Before going to bed, he planned to finish today's work.
Princeton has been famous for a while because of Ron Howard's beautiful souls, and the most talked about thing among outsiders is probably the Princeton-style tribute of giving away pens.
Even in Princeton, where "freaks" are everywhere, there are still very few weirdos who are so unkempt that they wear their nightgown in the library.
"Why should we avoid taboos? Can we avoid death just by avoiding taboos? We will all decay one day, but our wisdom and knowledge will be left behind for future generations to admire." Staring at Lu Zhou with cloudy eyes, the old man's face revealed Smile, "Tell me, are you here to borrow a book, or do you have something else to do."
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
Fefferman said with a smile: "Of course, and I think not just the Flint Library, I believe any museum would be happy to take over these materials."
Hearing this, Lu Zhou glanced at him in surprise.
After smiling, Lu Zhou took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to him.
Lu Zhou guessed that what he meant was probably reciprocity, but that thing was not called a proverb, but an idiom.
Even in Princeton, where "freaks" are everywhere, there are still very few weirdos who are so unkempt that they wear their nightgown in the library.
"What nonsense are you talking about? They are the treasures of civilization. From the moment you complete them, they no longer just belong to you."
After smiling, Lu Zhou took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to him.
Regarding this joke, he said solemnly.
Returning to the cabin he had been away from for a long time, the moment he opened the door, the dust that came in front of him made him choke and sneeze.
Taking the pen from Lu Zhou's hand, Fefferman glanced at him in surprise.
Lu Zhou: "You still have it, what's wrong?"
"What does it matter? Who cares what a bad old man is wearing?" The old man smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the crutches, and stood up tremblingly, "What's more, in Princeton, which is full of weirdos, I am the normal one. .”
"When are you going to retire?"
Looking at the completely darkened sky outside the window, he put the two resignation letters into the drawer, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
"I didn't expect you to be ready."
Although he did not deliberately collect titles in this area, Lu Zhou was curious. When he passed away that day, the history books would devote a whole page to displaying the academic titles he had received.
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
From the hands of Dean Goddard, Lu Zhou took over the certificate symbolizing the title of honorary professor.
He had never considered this issue before.
"I just keep it with me," Lu Zhou paused for a moment and continued, "By the way, I collected this at the Mathematicians Conference in Rio de Janeiro."
Lu Zhou smiled: "Whether it is the wealth of civilization or not, I'll leave it to future generations to judge. I just think it would be a bit troublesome to bring all those things back. Several suitcases may not fit in them. Moreover, if there are One day, I hope they will still be the same.”
Donate a manuscript to a library
"I just keep it with me," Lu Zhou paused for a moment and continued, "By the way, I collected this at the Mathematicians Conference in Rio de Janeiro."
Perhaps it is precisely because of such weirdos that the original historical documents and materials here are so well preserved.
Counting the honorary professorship awarded to him by President Isgrub before, as well as Columbia University and Jinling University, he has received the title of honorary professor from three universities before this.
Counting the honorary professorship awarded to him by President Isgrub before, as well as Columbia University and Jinling University, he has received the title of honorary professor from three universities before this.
Lu Zhou: "You still have it, what's wrong?"
"Really? Then I have to take good care of it," Fefferman smiled and continued, "By the way, speaking of which, do you still have those manuscripts of yours?"
Originally, in his plan, he planned to give it to his students as a souvenir. But if you think about it carefully, it is obviously better to leave it to amateurs than to professionals.
Lu Zhou complained silently in his mind, but he didn't say it out loud. He just said a casual greeting.
Donate a manuscript to a library
Counting the honorary professorship awarded to him by President Isgrub before, as well as Columbia University and Jinling University, he has received the title of honorary professor from three universities before this.
After all, his hard work has been put into every page.
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
When Lu Zhou returned home, it was almost dark.
Lu Zhou: "You still have it, what's wrong?"
"I should have hired a housekeeping company to clean it regularly." Lu Zhou reached out and fanned his nose, looking at the dusty entrance with a headache.
After all, he is only responsible for this library. As for the personnel changes at Princeton University and the Institute for Advanced Study, he is not concerned about it.
"I didn't expect you to be ready."
The old man grinned: "Don't worry about this. Just like you are an expert in the field of mathematics, I am also an expert in document preservation."
"What does it matter? Who cares what a bad old man is wearing?" The old man smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the crutches, and stood up tremblingly, "What's more, in Princeton, which is full of weirdos, I am the normal one. .”
Fefferman said with a smile: "Of course, and I think not just the Flint Library, I believe any museum would be happy to take over these materials."
Fefferman: "If you don't plan to take it away, I suggest you donate it to the Flintstone Library. Although the old librarian seems a little mentally disturbed, he is quite good at maintaining paper documents."
Taking out a pen from his pocket, he said in a joking tone: "Although Princeton does not have such a tradition, I still want to give you something. This pen was collected by me at the International Congress of Mathematicians in Helsinki. , is also my favorite one, and I will leave it to you for safekeeping from now on."
Taking out a pen from his pocket, he said in a joking tone: "Although Princeton does not have such a tradition, I still want to give you something. This pen was collected by me at the International Congress of Mathematicians in Helsinki. , is also my favorite one, and I will leave it to you for safekeeping from now on."
Lu Zhou asked in an uncertain tone: "Will the Flintstone Library collect those pieces of paper?"
"Of course, these are the wealth of civilization. Give them to me and I will keep them safe for you."
Leaning the broom against the wall and looking at the tidy study room again, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.
…
"Really? Then I'll be relieved." After a pause, Lu Zhou joked, "By the way, if I borrow my own manuscript, do I also need to swear on the Bible?"
Upon hearing this suggestion, Lu Zhou was slightly stunned.
Leaning the broom against the wall and looking at the tidy study room again, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.
The old man grinned: "Don't worry about this. Just like you are an expert in the field of mathematics, I am also an expert in document preservation."
"Really? Then I'll be relieved." After a pause, Lu Zhou joked, "By the way, if I borrow my own manuscript, do I also need to swear on the Bible?"
Donate a manuscript to a library
Lu Zhou: "I plan to return to China in a while."
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
…
"I just keep it with me," Lu Zhou paused for a moment and continued, "By the way, I collected this at the Mathematicians Conference in Rio de Janeiro."
After the ceremony, Lu Zhou was about to spend the rest of the time wandering around here. Professor Fefferman, who had worked with him to solve the NS equation problem, suddenly stopped him.
After thinking about it, Lu Zhou decided to forget it.
He had never considered this issue before.
"I thought that at your age you would be somewhat shy about the word coffin."
"When are you going to retire?"
Although he did not deliberately collect titles in this area, Lu Zhou was curious. When he passed away that day, the history books would devote a whole page to displaying the academic titles he had received.
“Even looking back at the history of the Institute for Advanced Study, you are one of its most distinguished scholars. And as a colleague, I am impressed by your research output.”
After the ceremony, Lu Zhou was about to spend the rest of the time wandering around here. Professor Fefferman, who had worked with him to solve the NS equation problem, suddenly stopped him.
From the hands of Dean Goddard, Lu Zhou took over the certificate symbolizing the title of honorary professor.
"I didn't expect you to be ready."
Originally, in his plan, he planned to give it to his students as a souvenir. But if you think about it carefully, it is obviously better to leave it to amateurs than to professionals.
As for the International Congress of Mathematicians in Helsinki that Professor Fefferman mentioned, it was the one where he won the Fields Medal.
"When are you going to retire?"
When Lu Zhou returned home, it was almost dark.
Perhaps it is precisely because of such weirdos that the original historical documents and materials here are so well preserved.
Lu Zhou: "I plan to return to China in a while."
Upon hearing this suggestion, Lu Zhou was slightly stunned.
Who knows if one day he gets a whim and he can come back for a visit.
Sitting at a familiar desk, Lu Zhou spent about half an hour writing his resignation.
Before going to bed, he planned to finish today's work.
How about spending the night in a hotel tonight
Lu Zhou guessed that what he meant was probably reciprocity, but that thing was not called a proverb, but an idiom.
No, you are probably the most abnormal one.
After organizing the words in his mind, Lu Zhou continued: "When I was cleaning the house, I found a bunch of manuscripts, including ones about Goldbach's conjecture and NS equations. It may take a while to sort them out. … I mean, if you’re interested, could you keep it for me?”
After all, his hard work has been put into every page.
After organizing the words in his mind, Lu Zhou continued: "When I was cleaning the house, I found a bunch of manuscripts, including ones about Goldbach's conjecture and NS equations. It may take a while to sort them out. … I mean, if you’re interested, could you keep it for me?”
After all, for professors here, the most common things in their drawers are probably the pens collected when attending academic conferences.
After the ceremony, Lu Zhou was about to spend the rest of the time wandering around here. Professor Fefferman, who had worked with him to solve the NS equation problem, suddenly stopped him.
The old man grinned: "Don't worry about this. Just like you are an expert in the field of mathematics, I am also an expert in document preservation."
Hearing this, Lu Zhou glanced at him in surprise.
"What does it matter? Who cares what a bad old man is wearing?" The old man smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the crutches, and stood up tremblingly, "What's more, in Princeton, which is full of weirdos, I am the normal one. .”
Lu Zhou asked in an uncertain tone: "Will the Flintstone Library collect those pieces of paper?"
"You came?"
"Really? Then I'll be relieved." After a pause, Lu Zhou joked, "By the way, if I borrow my own manuscript, do I also need to swear on the Bible?"
From the hands of Dean Goddard, Lu Zhou took over the certificate symbolizing the title of honorary professor.
Fefferman said with a smile: "Of course, and I think not just the Flint Library, I believe any museum would be happy to take over these materials."
…
The old man smiled: "Retirement? That may have to wait until the day I lie in the coffin."
Upon hearing this suggestion, Lu Zhou was slightly stunned.
…
"Of course, these are the wealth of civilization. Give them to me and I will keep them safe for you."
Lu Zhou complained silently in his mind, but he didn't say it out loud. He just said a casual greeting.
Professor Fefferman laughed: "You should give me something. Gifts should be given to each other. I remember this proverb in China."
After leaving the Institute for Advanced Study, Lu Zhou went straight to the Flintstone Library.
There was applause in the lecture hall.
After all, for professors here, the most common things in their drawers are probably the pens collected when attending academic conferences.
Regarding this joke, he said solemnly.
When he arrived, the old man in his nightgown was leaning on a chair and taking a nap.
"You came?"
"What does it matter? Who cares what a bad old man is wearing?" The old man smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the crutches, and stood up tremblingly, "What's more, in Princeton, which is full of weirdos, I am the normal one. .”
Even in Princeton, where "freaks" are everywhere, there are still very few weirdos who are so unkempt that they wear their nightgown in the library.
"When are you going to retire?"
No, you are probably the most abnormal one.
Taking the pen from Lu Zhou's hand, Fefferman glanced at him in surprise.
Returning to the cabin he had been away from for a long time, the moment he opened the door, the dust that came in front of him made him choke and sneeze.
When Lu Zhou returned home, it was almost dark.
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
Lu Zhou complained silently in his mind, but he didn't say it out loud. He just said a casual greeting.
Lu Zhou still remembered that the old man teased him a lot the last time he came here to borrow Lyman Spitzer's manuscripts.
Leaning the broom against the wall and looking at the tidy study room again, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.
Lu Zhou: "I plan to return to China in a while."
"I thought that at your age you would be somewhat shy about the word coffin."
Leaning the broom against the wall and looking at the tidy study room again, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.
By the time he gets to the hotel from here, it will take him enough time to clean the bedroom.
However, despite his many eccentricities, his love for books is indeed beyond words.
Princeton has been famous for a while because of Ron Howard's beautiful souls, and the most talked about thing among outsiders is probably the Princeton-style tribute of giving away pens.
"I didn't expect you to be ready."
Fefferman: "If you don't plan to take it away, I suggest you donate it to the Flintstone Library. Although the old librarian seems a little mentally disturbed, he is quite good at maintaining paper documents."
Perhaps it is precisely because of such weirdos that the original historical documents and materials here are so well preserved.
"Really? Then I'll be relieved." After a pause, Lu Zhou joked, "By the way, if I borrow my own manuscript, do I also need to swear on the Bible?"
Even in Princeton, where "freaks" are everywhere, there are still very few weirdos who are so unkempt that they wear their nightgown in the library.
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
When Lu Zhou returned home, it was almost dark.
Seeing Lu Zhou appearing at the door, the sleepy old man sniffed and let out a weird laugh.
When he arrived, the old man in his nightgown was leaning on a chair and taking a nap.
"What does it matter? Who cares what a bad old man is wearing?" The old man smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the crutches, and stood up tremblingly, "What's more, in Princeton, which is full of weirdos, I am the normal one. .”
"You came?"
When Lu Zhou returned home, it was almost dark.
As for the International Congress of Mathematicians in Helsinki that Professor Fefferman mentioned, it was the one where he won the Fields Medal.
Princeton has been famous for a while because of Ron Howard's beautiful souls, and the most talked about thing among outsiders is probably the Princeton-style tribute of giving away pens.
Lu Zhou: "I plan to return to China in a while."
The old man grinned: "Don't worry about this. Just like you are an expert in the field of mathematics, I am also an expert in document preservation."
Looking at the smile that was so weird that it could scare away people who came to borrow books, Lu Zhou sighed and said, "After all these years, aren't you going to change your look? And that dry laugh."
Upon hearing this suggestion, Lu Zhou was slightly stunned.
There was applause in the lecture hall.
Taking the pen from Lu Zhou's hand, Fefferman glanced at him in surprise.
Lu Zhou: "You still have it, what's wrong?"
"Why should we avoid taboos? Can we avoid death just by avoiding taboos? We will all decay one day, but our wisdom and knowledge will be left behind for future generations to admire." Staring at Lu Zhou with cloudy eyes, the old man's face revealed Smile, "Tell me, are you here to borrow a book, or do you have something else to do."
Although he did not deliberately collect titles in this area, Lu Zhou was curious. When he passed away that day, the history books would devote a whole page to displaying the academic titles he had received.
"What does it matter? Who cares what a bad old man is wearing?" The old man smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the crutches, and stood up tremblingly, "What's more, in Princeton, which is full of weirdos, I am the normal one. .”
Perhaps it is precisely because of such weirdos that the original historical documents and materials here are so well preserved.
Who knows if one day he gets a whim and he can come back for a visit.
The old man said "Oh" indifferently without any reaction.
After leaving the Institute for Advanced Study, Lu Zhou went straight to the Flintstone Library.
After all, his hard work has been put into every page.
No, you are probably the most abnormal one.
The old man said "Oh" indifferently without any reaction.
Looking at the completely darkened sky outside the window, he put the two resignation letters into the drawer, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
Before going to bed, he planned to finish today's work.
Leaning the broom against the wall and looking at the tidy study room again, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.
"What nonsense are you talking about? They are the treasures of civilization. From the moment you complete them, they no longer just belong to you."
Lu Zhou guessed that what he meant was probably reciprocity, but that thing was not called a proverb, but an idiom.
Lu Zhou complained silently in his mind, but he didn't say it out loud. He just said a casual greeting.
After the ceremony, Lu Zhou was about to spend the rest of the time wandering around here. Professor Fefferman, who had worked with him to solve the NS equation problem, suddenly stopped him.
The old man grinned: "Don't worry about this. Just like you are an expert in the field of mathematics, I am also an expert in document preservation."
Regarding this joke, he said solemnly.
After leaving the Institute for Advanced Study, Lu Zhou went straight to the Flintstone Library.
When Lu Zhou returned home, it was almost dark.
Donate a manuscript to a library
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
"When are you going to retire?"
"I thought that at your age you would be somewhat shy about the word coffin."
"Although I regret not being able to work with you, I still hope that no matter where you are, you can continue to move forward on your academic path."
When Lu Zhou returned home, it was almost dark.
After thinking about it, Lu Zhou decided to forget it.
Lu Zhou smiled: "Whether it is the wealth of civilization or not, I'll leave it to future generations to judge. I just think it would be a bit troublesome to bring all those things back. Several suitcases may not fit in them. Moreover, if there are One day, I hope they will still be the same.”
After all, he is only responsible for this library. As for the personnel changes at Princeton University and the Institute for Advanced Study, he is not concerned about it.
Who knows if one day he gets a whim and he can come back for a visit.
The old man smiled: "Retirement? That may have to wait until the day I lie in the coffin."
"I should have hired a housekeeping company to clean it regularly." Lu Zhou reached out and fanned his nose, looking at the dusty entrance with a headache.
When he arrived, the old man in his nightgown was leaning on a chair and taking a nap.
Hearing this, Lu Zhou glanced at him in surprise.
Looking at the completely darkened sky outside the window, he put the two resignation letters into the drawer, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
Looking at the completely darkened sky outside the window, he put the two resignation letters into the drawer, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
"I thought that at your age you would be somewhat shy about the word coffin."
"Of course, these are the wealth of civilization. Give them to me and I will keep them safe for you."
"I didn't expect you to be ready."
"Why should we avoid taboos? Can we avoid death just by avoiding taboos? We will all decay one day, but our wisdom and knowledge will be left behind for future generations to admire." Staring at Lu Zhou with cloudy eyes, the old man's face revealed Smile, "Tell me, are you here to borrow a book, or do you have something else to do."
Counting the honorary professorship awarded to him by President Isgrub before, as well as Columbia University and Jinling University, he has received the title of honorary professor from three universities before this.
"What does it matter? Who cares what a bad old man is wearing?" The old man smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the crutches, and stood up tremblingly, "What's more, in Princeton, which is full of weirdos, I am the normal one. .”
After thinking about it, Lu Zhou decided to forget it.
Lu Zhou: "I plan to return to China in a while."
No, you are probably the most abnormal one.
How about spending the night in a hotel tonight
Fefferman said with a smile: "Of course, and I think not just the Flint Library, I believe any museum would be happy to take over these materials."
Regarding this joke, he said solemnly.
The old man said "Oh" indifferently without any reaction.
No, you are probably the most abnormal one.
Hearing that Lu Zhou planned to donate the manuscript to the Flintstone Library, the old man's face finally showed an expression of interest.
After all, he is only responsible for this library. As for the personnel changes at Princeton University and the Institute for Advanced Study, he is not concerned about it.
Regarding this joke, he said solemnly.
Seeing Lu Zhou appearing at the door, the sleepy old man sniffed and let out a weird laugh.
Lu Zhou still remembered that the old man teased him a lot the last time he came here to borrow Lyman Spitzer's manuscripts.
Lu Zhou asked in an uncertain tone: "Will the Flintstone Library collect those pieces of paper?"
From the hands of Dean Goddard, Lu Zhou took over the certificate symbolizing the title of honorary professor.
"Really? Then I have to take good care of it," Fefferman smiled and continued, "By the way, speaking of which, do you still have those manuscripts of yours?"
Fefferman: "If you don't plan to take it away, I suggest you donate it to the Flintstone Library. Although the old librarian seems a little mentally disturbed, he is quite good at maintaining paper documents."
The old man said "Oh" indifferently without any reaction.
After organizing the words in his mind, Lu Zhou continued: "When I was cleaning the house, I found a bunch of manuscripts, including ones about Goldbach's conjecture and NS equations. It may take a while to sort them out. … I mean, if you’re interested, could you keep it for me?”
Who knows if one day he gets a whim and he can come back for a visit.
Sitting at a familiar desk, Lu Zhou spent about half an hour writing his resignation.
Lu Zhou nodded: "I will."
Leaning the broom against the wall and looking at the tidy study room again, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.
The old man said "Oh" indifferently without any reaction.
Upon hearing this suggestion, Lu Zhou was slightly stunned.
Looking at the completely darkened sky outside the window, he put the two resignation letters into the drawer, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
Hearing that Lu Zhou planned to donate the manuscript to the Flintstone Library, the old man's face finally showed an expression of interest.
This title is similar to an honorary professor at a university and is mainly awarded to scholars who have made significant contributions to a certain research institution but are unable to serve or continue to serve here due to various reasons.
From the hands of Dean Goddard, Lu Zhou took over the certificate symbolizing the title of honorary professor.
Before going to bed, he planned to finish today's work.
However, according to Nash himself in an interview, giving away pens was just an exaggeration by the director, and there is no such tradition at Princeton. However, after the movie was aired, the meme unexpectedly became popular among Princeton teachers and students.
Princeton has been famous for a while because of Ron Howard's beautiful souls, and the most talked about thing among outsiders is probably the Princeton-style tribute of giving away pens.
"Of course, these are the wealth of civilization. Give them to me and I will keep them safe for you."
From the hands of Dean Goddard, Lu Zhou took over the certificate symbolizing the title of honorary professor.
"Of course, these are the wealth of civilization. Give them to me and I will keep them safe for you."
"When are you going to retire?"
After all, his hard work has been put into every page.
The old man smiled: "Retirement? That may have to wait until the day I lie in the coffin."
Lu Zhou smiled: "Whether it is the wealth of civilization or not, I'll leave it to future generations to judge. I just think it would be a bit troublesome to bring all those things back. Several suitcases may not fit in them. Moreover, if there are One day, I hope they will still be the same.”
After approving Lu Zhou's resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of honorary researcher.
After all, his hard work has been put into every page.
After all, he is only responsible for this library. As for the personnel changes at Princeton University and the Institute for Advanced Study, he is not concerned about it.
The old man grinned: "Don't worry about this. Just like you are an expert in the field of mathematics, I am also an expert in document preservation."
Originally, in his plan, he planned to give it to his students as a souvenir. But if you think about it carefully, it is obviously better to leave it to amateurs than to professionals.
Before going to bed, he planned to finish today's work.
Perhaps it is precisely because of such weirdos that the original historical documents and materials here are so well preserved.
Taking out a pen from his pocket, he said in a joking tone: "Although Princeton does not have such a tradition, I still want to give you something. This pen was collected by me at the International Congress of Mathematicians in Helsinki. , is also my favorite one, and I will leave it to you for safekeeping from now on."
After all, he is only responsible for this library. As for the personnel changes at Princeton University and the Institute for Advanced Study, he is not concerned about it.
Professor Fefferman laughed: "You should give me something. Gifts should be given to each other. I remember this proverb in China."
Who knows if one day he gets a whim and he can come back for a visit.
Taking out a pen from his pocket, he said in a joking tone: "Although Princeton does not have such a tradition, I still want to give you something. This pen was collected by me at the International Congress of Mathematicians in Helsinki. , is also my favorite one, and I will leave it to you for safekeeping from now on."
"Really? Then I'll be relieved." After a pause, Lu Zhou joked, "By the way, if I borrow my own manuscript, do I also need to swear on the Bible?"
Lu Zhou still remembered that the old man teased him a lot the last time he came here to borrow Lyman Spitzer's manuscripts.
Sitting at a familiar desk, Lu Zhou spent about half an hour writing his resignation.
There was applause in the lecture hall.
However, the old man didn't seem to have the humor in this area.
After leaving the Institute for Advanced Study, Lu Zhou went straight to the Flintstone Library.
After all, for professors here, the most common things in their drawers are probably the pens collected when attending academic conferences.
"What does it matter? Who cares what a bad old man is wearing?" The old man smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the crutches, and stood up tremblingly, "What's more, in Princeton, which is full of weirdos, I am the normal one. .”
Sitting at a familiar desk, Lu Zhou spent about half an hour writing his resignation.
Before going to bed, he planned to finish today's work.
"You came?"
Regarding this joke, he said solemnly.
After the ceremony, Lu Zhou was about to spend the rest of the time wandering around here. Professor Fefferman, who had worked with him to solve the NS equation problem, suddenly stopped him.
When Lu Zhou returned home, it was almost dark.
However, according to Nash himself in an interview, giving away pens was just an exaggeration by the director, and there is no such tradition at Princeton. However, after the movie was aired, the meme unexpectedly became popular among Princeton teachers and students.
Looking at the smile that was so weird that it could scare away people who came to borrow books, Lu Zhou sighed and said, "After all these years, aren't you going to change your look? And that dry laugh."
"What nonsense are you talking about? They are the treasures of civilization. From the moment you complete them, they no longer just belong to you."
He had never considered this issue before.
…
However, according to Nash himself in an interview, giving away pens was just an exaggeration by the director, and there is no such tradition at Princeton. However, after the movie was aired, the meme unexpectedly became popular among Princeton teachers and students.
Originally, in his plan, he planned to give it to his students as a souvenir. But if you think about it carefully, it is obviously better to leave it to amateurs than to professionals.
After all, his hard work has been put into every page.
The old man grinned: "Don't worry about this. Just like you are an expert in the field of mathematics, I am also an expert in document preservation."