afternoon.
After writing the last line of calculations and looking at the stack of draft paper, Lu Zhou's lips curved into a comfortable smile.
"That's right." Looking at Feng Jin who was stunned there, Lu Zhou nodded with slight approval, "Whenever you can truly understand the meaning of what I said, the truth will be very far away from you. It’s close.”
After walking into the classroom at the sound of the bell, Lu Zhou glanced at the crowded classroom, smiled, made a simple and clear opening statement, and then started his first computational materials class in his life.
I stayed at school until six o'clock in the evening.
After all, if it was something important, I wouldn't just leave it on the table. Even if I didn't hide it, I would at least put it in a drawer.
"Doesn't mean... right?"
Qin Yue is probably still working as a lecturer at Princeton, and they exchanged issues in number theory in emails some time ago.
After walking into the classroom at the sound of the bell, Lu Zhou glanced at the crowded classroom, smiled, made a simple and clear opening statement, and then started his first computational materials class in his life.
Vera…
In fact, strictly speaking, the course of Computational Materials is not among the required courses for chemical majors. The mathematical knowledge and programming basics required are still too difficult for undergraduates.
Lu Zhou nodded approvingly: "Not bad."
Although he used some mathematical techniques to solve this problem, there was no innovative method.
After finishing the class with 120% energy, Lu Zhou left the classroom amidst a round of applause.
However, with the development of computer technology, the growing presence of computational materials science, and Lu Zhou's position as the founder of this emerging discipline, this course has been forced to be included in the elective courses, and it is still required. The kind you choose.
Glancing in Lu Zhou's direction, Feng Jin, who had been writing at his desk, hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind, stood up and walked towards him.
But anyway, this problem is solved.
I don't know how his students are doing now.
Lu Zhou found the scrap paper from the drawer, flattened it on the table, looked at the lines of calculations he had written a week ago, thought for a while, and then continued writing along the back of it. .
After finishing the class with 120% energy, Lu Zhou left the classroom amidst a round of applause.
Compared with proving the existence of a single solution, this part of the problem is undoubtedly more challenging...
However, with the development of computer technology, the growing presence of computational materials science, and Lu Zhou's position as the founder of this emerging discipline, this course has been forced to be included in the elective courses, and it is still required. The kind you choose.
After walking to his seat and sitting down, Lu Zhou glanced at the clean and tidy desk. He reached out and rummaged through the folder next to him, but couldn't find what he was looking for, so he asked casually.
After all, Jinling University has only produced one Nobel Prize for so many years. Not only was Nuo blocked by Lu Zhou, but the statue might have been erected.
Standing in the corridor, he looked at his phone and saw that it was still early, so he turned around and went to the office of Shuyuan.
Once an idea is clear and can be continued predictably, the subsequent process is just a matter of course.
That is, using mathematical methods to prove the existence of the solution to the Yang-Mills equation.
With a slightly unnatural look on his face, Lu Zhou coughed lightly and ended the topic.
"For example..." He wanted to say it but was afraid that Lu Zhou would laugh at him. Feng Jin hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and boldly stated his idea, "According to my understanding of quantum mechanics, the classical Yang-Mills field is infinite. Mass, but strongly interacting media particles can have mass. In this case, if we introduce a scalar field on the space-time manifold, the problem may be simpler."
After finishing the class with 120% energy, Lu Zhou left the classroom amidst a round of applause.
The next step is to find a general solution to the Yang-Mills equation...
"I'm digressing, back to the previous topic, objective evaluation, your idea is not a big problem in a sense."
However, the school actually thought too much.
Lu Zhou: "Have you taught yourself quantum mechanics?"
However, with the development of computer technology, the growing presence of computational materials science, and Lu Zhou's position as the founder of this emerging discipline, this course has been forced to be included in the elective courses, and it is still required. The kind you choose.
afternoon.
However, the school actually thought too much.
"...Don't be too quick to be happy. What I'm saying is that there are no big problems." Seeing Feng Jin's excited look, Lu Zhou continued, "However, in physics, the absence of problems does not necessarily mean that there are no big problems." Wear it correctly."
Even if there is no "required" setting, he doesn't need to worry about no one coming to class.
However, the school actually thought too much.
Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked, "For example?"
Sitting in the classroom were not just students from the University of Tokyo, but also top students who came all the way from the University of Tokyo by subway to attend classes, and even professors doing research in theoretical chemistry, nanomaterials, etc. Even though most people will complain on social platforms that "it's so difficult" and "can't understand" after listening to the class, in fact, the majority of people who listen to the class seriously and take notes still make up the majority...
Qin Yue is probably still working as a lecturer at Princeton, and they exchanged issues in number theory in emails some time ago.
"A student I taught at Princeton is now probably studying for a Ph.D. at Witten. His chosen field is mathematical physics. You have a bit of a similarity in personality. You are both stronger."
"It's normal to have no clue. If you can solve that problem, don't get a master's degree and just become a professor."
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment: "What are your thoughts?"
Basically, the core part of the entire proof revolves around the L-manifold he figured out when solving the NS equation problem.
But anyway, this problem is solved.
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked: "...Who?"
"... Well," looking at Lu Zhou who didn't care much, Feng Jin felt relieved and scratched the back of his head in shame, "I've been thinking about it for a week, but I don't have any clue."
After finishing the class with 120% energy, Lu Zhou left the classroom amidst a round of applause.
…
However, with the development of computer technology, the growing presence of computational materials science, and Lu Zhou's position as the founder of this emerging discipline, this course has been forced to be included in the elective courses, and it is still required. The kind you choose.
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked: "...Who?"
"Doesn't mean... right?"
Standing in the corridor, he looked at his phone and saw that it was still early, so he turned around and went to the office of Shuyuan.
I stayed at school until six o'clock in the evening.
Feng Jin looked at Lu Zhou in surprise, not expecting that he would praise him.
Looking at the expression on his face, Lu Zhou probably guessed what he was thinking. He smiled and continued, "Tell me about your thoughts this week."
After all, Jinling University has only produced one Nobel Prize for so many years. Not only was Nuo blocked by Lu Zhou, but the statue might have been erected.
Even if there is no "required" setting, he doesn't need to worry about no one coming to class.
"That question... have you figured it out?"
When Lu Zhou returned home from school, it was almost dark outside.
When he came to the office, several of his students and assistants were here.
After all, if it was something important, I wouldn't just leave it on the table. Even if I didn't hide it, I would at least put it in a drawer.
Looking at the students standing next to the desk, Lu Zhou, who was in a good mood, casually asked, "What's wrong?"
…
Feng Jin scratched his cheek awkwardly: "I accidentally glanced..."
Feng Jin scratched his cheek awkwardly: "I accidentally glanced..."
Although he has not shown his face in the office these days, several of his students still insist on attendance and punching in every day.
"It's normal to have no clue. If you can solve that problem, don't get a master's degree and just become a professor."
"... Well," looking at Lu Zhou who didn't care much, Feng Jin felt relieved and scratched the back of his head in shame, "I've been thinking about it for a week, but I don't have any clue."
I don't know how his students are doing now.
After walking to his seat and sitting down, Lu Zhou glanced at the clean and tidy desk. He reached out and rummaged through the folder next to him, but couldn't find what he was looking for, so he asked casually.
After finishing the class with 120% energy, Lu Zhou left the classroom amidst a round of applause.
Although it is not a decisive result, it can at least be regarded as a staged result that can be achieved.
Hearing this, Feng Jin smiled awkwardly.
As the first half of the first part of the Millennium Problem about the Yang-Mills equation, the questions in this section were actually not challenging for him.
However, with the development of computer technology, the growing presence of computational materials science, and Lu Zhou's position as the founder of this emerging discipline, this course has been forced to be included in the elective courses, and it is still required. The kind you choose.
Standing in the corridor, he looked at his phone and saw that it was still early, so he turned around and went to the office of Shuyuan.
After finishing the class with 120% energy, Lu Zhou left the classroom amidst a round of applause.
"That's right." Looking at Feng Jin who was stunned there, Lu Zhou nodded with slight approval, "Whenever you can truly understand the meaning of what I said, the truth will be very far away from you. It’s close.”
"Where's the scratch paper I put on the table?"
After all, Jinling University has only produced one Nobel Prize for so many years. Not only was Nuo blocked by Lu Zhou, but the statue might have been erected.
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment: "What are your thoughts?"
Even if there is no "required" setting, he doesn't need to worry about no one coming to class.
"...Don't be too quick to be happy. What I'm saying is that there are no big problems." Seeing Feng Jin's excited look, Lu Zhou continued, "However, in physics, the absence of problems does not necessarily mean that there are no big problems." Wear it correctly."
Upon hearing Lu Zhou's inquiry, Assistant Zhao quickly stood up and said, "I put it in your drawer when I was helping you organize your desk."
After writing the last line of calculations and looking at the stack of draft paper, Lu Zhou's lips curved into a comfortable smile.
Sitting in the classroom were not just students from the University of Tokyo, but also top students who came all the way from the University of Tokyo by subway to attend classes, and even professors doing research in theoretical chemistry, nanomaterials, etc. Even though most people will complain on social platforms that "it's so difficult" and "can't understand" after listening to the class, in fact, the majority of people who listen to the class seriously and take notes still make up the majority...
Looking at the students standing next to the desk, Lu Zhou, who was in a good mood, casually asked, "What's wrong?"
Lu Zhou: "Well, thank you... But from now on, I don't have to tidy up my desk. I just need to keep it as it is."
In fact, strictly speaking, the course of Computational Materials is not among the required courses for chemical majors. The mathematical knowledge and programming basics required are still too difficult for undergraduates.
Looking at the expression on his face, Lu Zhou probably guessed what he was thinking. He smiled and continued, "Tell me about your thoughts this week."
Speaking of which, time really flies by. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a year since he resigned from Princeton.
After writing the last line of calculations and looking at the stack of draft paper, Lu Zhou's lips curved into a comfortable smile.
Sitting in the classroom were not just students from the University of Tokyo, but also top students who came all the way from the University of Tokyo by subway to attend classes, and even professors doing research in theoretical chemistry, nanomaterials, etc. Even though most people will complain on social platforms that "it's so difficult" and "can't understand" after listening to the class, in fact, the majority of people who listen to the class seriously and take notes still make up the majority...
Speaking of which, time really flies by. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a year since he resigned from Princeton.
Zhao Huan nodded sheepishly and said, "Okay, professor, I will pay attention."
Zhao Huan nodded sheepishly and said, "Okay, professor, I will pay attention."
However, with the development of computer technology, the growing presence of computational materials science, and Lu Zhou's position as the founder of this emerging discipline, this course has been forced to be included in the elective courses, and it is still required. The kind you choose.
Compared with proving the existence of a single solution, this part of the problem is undoubtedly more challenging...
Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked, "For example?"
Lu Zhou found the scrap paper from the drawer, flattened it on the table, looked at the lines of calculations he had written a week ago, thought for a while, and then continued writing along the back of it. .
After walking to his seat and sitting down, Lu Zhou glanced at the clean and tidy desk. He reached out and rummaged through the folder next to him, but couldn't find what he was looking for, so he asked casually.
When he came to the office, several of his students and assistants were here.
Standing in the corridor, he looked at his phone and saw that it was still early, so he turned around and went to the office of Shuyuan.
With a slightly unnatural look on his face, Lu Zhou coughed lightly and ended the topic.
Glancing in Lu Zhou's direction, Feng Jin, who had been writing at his desk, hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind, stood up and walked towards him.
After all, if it was something important, I wouldn't just leave it on the table. Even if I didn't hide it, I would at least put it in a drawer.
"Doesn't mean... right?"
Hearing this, Feng Jin smiled awkwardly.
Compared with proving the existence of a single solution, this part of the problem is undoubtedly more challenging...
"professor."
That is, using mathematical methods to prove the existence of the solution to the Yang-Mills equation.
Although he has not shown his face in the office these days, several of his students still insist on attendance and punching in every day.
As the first half of the first part of the Millennium Problem about the Yang-Mills equation, the questions in this section were actually not challenging for him.
But anyway, this problem is solved.
"I'm digressing, back to the previous topic, objective evaluation, your idea is not a big problem in a sense."
Looking at the students standing next to the desk, Lu Zhou, who was in a good mood, casually asked, "What's wrong?"
Hearing these words, Feng Jin, who was originally a little surprised, suddenly became depressed.
Lu Zhou found the scrap paper from the drawer, flattened it on the table, looked at the lines of calculations he had written a week ago, thought for a while, and then continued writing along the back of it. .
Although he used some mathematical techniques to solve this problem, there was no innovative method.
Once an idea is clear and can be continued predictably, the subsequent process is just a matter of course.
"That's right." Looking at Feng Jin who was stunned there, Lu Zhou nodded with slight approval, "Whenever you can truly understand the meaning of what I said, the truth will be very far away from you. It’s close.”
"That question... have you figured it out?"
When he came to the office, several of his students and assistants were here.
He walked straight into the newly renovated study, pulled out a chair and sat down. He quietly picked up a pen and began to put the final touches on the unfinished proof in the morning.
Although he has not shown his face in the office these days, several of his students still insist on attendance and punching in every day.
I stayed at school until six o'clock in the evening.
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Have you read what I wrote on the paper?"
Feng Jin looked at Lu Zhou in surprise, not expecting that he would praise him.
Although he has not shown his face in the office these days, several of his students still insist on attendance and punching in every day.
"Then what? Working on that problem for a week?"
I don't know how his students are doing now.
"Then what? Working on that problem for a week?"
Lu Zhou: "That's right. Since you said it, you have been thinking about it for a week. No matter whether you can think of a way to solve the problem or not, you must still be able to think of something, right? Don't tell me that you are just looking at the scratch paper in the office. Made a bunch of meaningless doodles.”
He walked straight into the newly renovated study, pulled out a chair and sat down. He quietly picked up a pen and began to put the final touches on the unfinished proof in the morning.
Feng Jin scratched his cheek awkwardly: "I accidentally glanced..."
"A student I taught at Princeton is now probably studying for a Ph.D. at Witten. His chosen field is mathematical physics. You have a bit of a similarity in personality. You are both stronger."
He walked straight into the newly renovated study, pulled out a chair and sat down. He quietly picked up a pen and began to put the final touches on the unfinished proof in the morning.
Sitting in the classroom were not just students from the University of Tokyo, but also top students who came all the way from the University of Tokyo by subway to attend classes, and even professors doing research in theoretical chemistry, nanomaterials, etc. Even though most people will complain on social platforms that "it's so difficult" and "can't understand" after listening to the class, in fact, the majority of people who listen to the class seriously and take notes still make up the majority...
Lu Zhou found the scrap paper from the drawer, flattened it on the table, looked at the lines of calculations he had written a week ago, thought for a while, and then continued writing along the back of it. .
I don't know how his students are doing now.
"That question... have you figured it out?"
"Then what? Working on that problem for a week?"
After looking at the embarrassment on his face, Lu Zhou didn't say anything.
Lu Zhou: "Well, thank you... But from now on, I don't have to tidy up my desk. I just need to keep it as it is."
Upon hearing this, Feng Jin suddenly asked excitedly: "Really?"
In fact, he didn't really care that Feng Jin peeked at what he had written on his draft paper.
Feng Jin scratched his cheek awkwardly: "I accidentally glanced..."
Speaking of which, time really flies by. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a year since he resigned from Princeton.
After all, if it was something important, I wouldn't just leave it on the table. Even if I didn't hide it, I would at least put it in a drawer.
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Have you read what I wrote on the paper?"
After walking into the classroom at the sound of the bell, Lu Zhou glanced at the crowded classroom, smiled, made a simple and clear opening statement, and then started his first computational materials class in his life.
"Where's the scratch paper I put on the table?"
"Then what? Working on that problem for a week?"
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment: "What are your thoughts?"
The next step is to find a general solution to the Yang-Mills equation...
"That's right." Looking at Feng Jin who was stunned there, Lu Zhou nodded with slight approval, "Whenever you can truly understand the meaning of what I said, the truth will be very far away from you. It’s close.”
"... Well," looking at Lu Zhou who didn't care much, Feng Jin felt relieved and scratched the back of his head in shame, "I've been thinking about it for a week, but I don't have any clue."
After looking at the embarrassment on his face, Lu Zhou didn't say anything.
After walking into the classroom at the sound of the bell, Lu Zhou glanced at the crowded classroom, smiled, made a simple and clear opening statement, and then started his first computational materials class in his life.
"professor."
"It's normal to have no clue. If you can solve that problem, don't get a master's degree and just become a professor."
Although he has not shown his face in the office these days, several of his students still insist on attendance and punching in every day.
"Then what? Working on that problem for a week?"
Sitting in the classroom were not just students from the University of Tokyo, but also top students who came all the way from the University of Tokyo by subway to attend classes, and even professors doing research in theoretical chemistry, nanomaterials, etc. Even though most people will complain on social platforms that "it's so difficult" and "can't understand" after listening to the class, in fact, the majority of people who listen to the class seriously and take notes still make up the majority...
Hearing this, Feng Jin smiled awkwardly.
After writing the last line of calculations and looking at the stack of draft paper, Lu Zhou's lips curved into a comfortable smile.
After walking into the classroom at the sound of the bell, Lu Zhou glanced at the crowded classroom, smiled, made a simple and clear opening statement, and then started his first computational materials class in his life.
"Then what? Working on that problem for a week?"
Glancing in Lu Zhou's direction, Feng Jin, who had been writing at his desk, hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind, stood up and walked towards him.
Qin Yue is probably still working as a lecturer at Princeton, and they exchanged issues in number theory in emails some time ago.
Lu Zhou: "That's right. Since you said it, you have been thinking about it for a week. No matter whether you can think of a way to solve the problem or not, you must still be able to think of something, right? Don't tell me that you are just looking at the scratch paper in the office. Made a bunch of meaningless doodles.”
After looking at the embarrassment on his face, Lu Zhou didn't say anything.
He challenged the Yang-Mills equation as soon as he came up, and he admitted that he was indeed a bit inflated.
Looking at the expression on his face, Lu Zhou probably guessed what he was thinking. He smiled and continued, "Tell me about your thoughts this week."
Feng Jin scratched his cheek awkwardly: "I accidentally glanced..."
In fact, strictly speaking, the course of Computational Materials is not among the required courses for chemical majors. The mathematical knowledge and programming basics required are still too difficult for undergraduates.
Compared with proving the existence of a single solution, this part of the problem is undoubtedly more challenging...
But anyway, this problem is solved.
Basically, the core part of the entire proof revolves around the L-manifold he figured out when solving the NS equation problem.
Looking at the expression on his face, Lu Zhou probably guessed what he was thinking. He smiled and continued, "Tell me about your thoughts this week."
Vera…
After walking to his seat and sitting down, Lu Zhou glanced at the clean and tidy desk. He reached out and rummaged through the folder next to him, but couldn't find what he was looking for, so he asked casually.
"A student I taught at Princeton is now probably studying for a Ph.D. at Witten. His chosen field is mathematical physics. You have a bit of a similarity in personality. You are both stronger."
Lu Zhou: "Well, thank you... But from now on, I don't have to tidy up my desk. I just need to keep it as it is."
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Have you read what I wrote on the paper?"
After looking at the embarrassment on his face, Lu Zhou didn't say anything.
He challenged the Yang-Mills equation as soon as he came up, and he admitted that he was indeed a bit inflated.
"A student I taught at Princeton is now probably studying for a Ph.D. at Witten. His chosen field is mathematical physics. You have a bit of a similarity in personality. You are both stronger."
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment: "What are your thoughts?"
Zhao Huan nodded sheepishly and said, "Okay, professor, I will pay attention."
After all, Jinling University has only produced one Nobel Prize for so many years. Not only was Nuo blocked by Lu Zhou, but the statue might have been erected.
Lu Zhou found the scrap paper from the drawer, flattened it on the table, looked at the lines of calculations he had written a week ago, thought for a while, and then continued writing along the back of it. .
After all, Jinling University has only produced one Nobel Prize for so many years. Not only was Nuo blocked by Lu Zhou, but the statue might have been erected.
Hearing this, Feng Jin smiled awkwardly.
Lu Zhou: "That's right. Since you said it, you have been thinking about it for a week. No matter whether you can think of a way to solve the problem or not, you must still be able to think of something, right? Don't tell me that you are just looking at the scratch paper in the office. Made a bunch of meaningless doodles.”
Looking at Feng Jin who nodded reluctantly, Lu Zhou suddenly smiled and said, "You remind me of someone."
Feng Jin scratched his cheek awkwardly: "I accidentally glanced..."
Looking at the expression on his face, Lu Zhou probably guessed what he was thinking. He smiled and continued, "Tell me about your thoughts this week."
I stayed at school until six o'clock in the evening.
Basically, the core part of the entire proof revolves around the L-manifold he figured out when solving the NS equation problem.
Lu Zhou nodded approvingly: "Not bad."
Once an idea is clear and can be continued predictably, the subsequent process is just a matter of course.
Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked, "For example?"
Feng Jin's face turned red and he argued: "It's not graffiti, I'm thinking seriously."
After all, if it was something important, I wouldn't just leave it on the table. Even if I didn't hide it, I would at least put it in a drawer.
In fact, he didn't really care that Feng Jin peeked at what he had written on his draft paper.
Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked, "For example?"
After all, if it was something important, I wouldn't just leave it on the table. Even if I didn't hide it, I would at least put it in a drawer.
However, the school actually thought too much.
After finishing the class with 120% energy, Lu Zhou left the classroom amidst a round of applause.
Feng Jin scratched his cheek awkwardly: "I accidentally glanced..."
After finishing the class with 120% energy, Lu Zhou left the classroom amidst a round of applause.
After writing the last line of calculations and looking at the stack of draft paper, Lu Zhou's lips curved into a comfortable smile.
"For example..." He wanted to say it but was afraid that Lu Zhou would laugh at him. Feng Jin hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and boldly stated his idea, "According to my understanding of quantum mechanics, the classical Yang-Mills field is infinite. Mass, but strongly interacting media particles can have mass. In this case, if we introduce a scalar field on the space-time manifold, the problem may be simpler."
After all, Jinling University has only produced one Nobel Prize for so many years. Not only was Nuo blocked by Lu Zhou, but the statue might have been erected.
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Have you read what I wrote on the paper?"
"professor."
After looking at the embarrassment on his face, Lu Zhou didn't say anything.
Lu Zhou nodded approvingly: "Not bad."
I don't know how his students are doing now.
I stayed at school until six o'clock in the evening.
Although he used some mathematical techniques to solve this problem, there was no innovative method.
Feng Jin looked at Lu Zhou in surprise, not expecting that he would praise him.
"... Well," looking at Lu Zhou who didn't care much, Feng Jin felt relieved and scratched the back of his head in shame, "I've been thinking about it for a week, but I don't have any clue."
Speaking of which, time really flies by. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a year since he resigned from Princeton.
However, with the development of computer technology, the growing presence of computational materials science, and Lu Zhou's position as the founder of this emerging discipline, this course has been forced to be included in the elective courses, and it is still required. The kind you choose.
Although he has not shown his face in the office these days, several of his students still insist on attendance and punching in every day.
When he came to the office, several of his students and assistants were here.
After all, if it was something important, I wouldn't just leave it on the table. Even if I didn't hide it, I would at least put it in a drawer.
Lu Zhou: "Have you taught yourself quantum mechanics?"
"Then what? Working on that problem for a week?"
"... Well," looking at Lu Zhou who didn't care much, Feng Jin felt relieved and scratched the back of his head in shame, "I've been thinking about it for a week, but I don't have any clue."
He walked straight into the newly renovated study, pulled out a chair and sat down. He quietly picked up a pen and began to put the final touches on the unfinished proof in the morning.
Lu Zhou: "Have you taught yourself quantum mechanics?"
That is, using mathematical methods to prove the existence of the solution to the Yang-Mills equation.
Hearing these words, Feng Jin, who was originally a little surprised, suddenly became depressed.
Upon hearing Lu Zhou's inquiry, Assistant Zhao quickly stood up and said, "I put it in your drawer when I was helping you organize your desk."
Glancing in Lu Zhou's direction, Feng Jin, who had been writing at his desk, hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind, stood up and walked towards him.
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked: "...Who?"
Looking at the expression on his face, Lu Zhou probably guessed what he was thinking. He smiled and continued, "Tell me about your thoughts this week."
It turns out that what the professor praised was not his idea itself, but his attitude towards previewing extracurricular knowledge in advance...
But anyway, this problem is solved.
Sometimes, math problems are so magical.
Looking at Feng Jin who nodded reluctantly, Lu Zhou suddenly smiled and said, "You remind me of someone."
Once an idea is clear and can be continued predictably, the subsequent process is just a matter of course.
As the first half of the first part of the Millennium Problem about the Yang-Mills equation, the questions in this section were actually not challenging for him.
"Doesn't mean... right?"
Lu Zhou nodded approvingly: "Not bad."
He challenged the Yang-Mills equation as soon as he came up, and he admitted that he was indeed a bit inflated.
Although he used some mathematical techniques to solve this problem, there was no innovative method.
Lu Zhou: "Have you taught yourself quantum mechanics?"
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked: "...Who?"
Lu Zhou: "Well, thank you... But from now on, I don't have to tidy up my desk. I just need to keep it as it is."
Feng Jin's face turned red and he argued: "It's not graffiti, I'm thinking seriously."
It turns out that what the professor praised was not his idea itself, but his attitude towards previewing extracurricular knowledge in advance...
"Then what? Working on that problem for a week?"
Even if there is no "required" setting, he doesn't need to worry about no one coming to class.
Although he has not shown his face in the office these days, several of his students still insist on attendance and punching in every day.
I stayed at school until six o'clock in the evening.
"A student I taught at Princeton is now probably studying for a Ph.D. at Witten. His chosen field is mathematical physics. You have a bit of a similarity in personality. You are both stronger."
He walked straight into the newly renovated study, pulled out a chair and sat down. He quietly picked up a pen and began to put the final touches on the unfinished proof in the morning.
When he came to the office, several of his students and assistants were here.
After all, if it was something important, I wouldn't just leave it on the table. Even if I didn't hide it, I would at least put it in a drawer.
Basically, the core part of the entire proof revolves around the L-manifold he figured out when solving the NS equation problem.
That is, using mathematical methods to prove the existence of the solution to the Yang-Mills equation.
He challenged the Yang-Mills equation as soon as he came up, and he admitted that he was indeed a bit inflated.
Speaking of which, time really flies by. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a year since he resigned from Princeton.
Lu Zhou: "Have you taught yourself quantum mechanics?"
The next step is to find a general solution to the Yang-Mills equation...
Feng Jin looked at Lu Zhou in surprise, not expecting that he would praise him.
I don't know how his students are doing now.
In fact, strictly speaking, the course of Computational Materials is not among the required courses for chemical majors. The mathematical knowledge and programming basics required are still too difficult for undergraduates.
Feng Jin looked at Lu Zhou in surprise, not expecting that he would praise him.
Upon hearing Lu Zhou's inquiry, Assistant Zhao quickly stood up and said, "I put it in your drawer when I was helping you organize your desk."
After all, if it was something important, I wouldn't just leave it on the table. Even if I didn't hide it, I would at least put it in a drawer.
"Where's the scratch paper I put on the table?"
With a slightly unnatural look on his face, Lu Zhou coughed lightly and ended the topic.
After finishing the class with 120% energy, Lu Zhou left the classroom amidst a round of applause.
Qin Yue is probably still working as a lecturer at Princeton, and they exchanged issues in number theory in emails some time ago.
Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked, "For example?"
"For example..." He wanted to say it but was afraid that Lu Zhou would laugh at him. Feng Jin hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and boldly stated his idea, "According to my understanding of quantum mechanics, the classical Yang-Mills field is infinite. Mass, but strongly interacting media particles can have mass. In this case, if we introduce a scalar field on the space-time manifold, the problem may be simpler."
After writing the last line of calculations and looking at the stack of draft paper, Lu Zhou's lips curved into a comfortable smile.
When Lu Zhou returned home from school, it was almost dark outside.
Vera…
Looking at the students standing next to the desk, Lu Zhou, who was in a good mood, casually asked, "What's wrong?"
After walking into the classroom at the sound of the bell, Lu Zhou glanced at the crowded classroom, smiled, made a simple and clear opening statement, and then started his first computational materials class in his life.
With a slightly unnatural look on his face, Lu Zhou coughed lightly and ended the topic.
After all, Jinling University has only produced one Nobel Prize for so many years. Not only was Nuo blocked by Lu Zhou, but the statue might have been erected.
With a slightly unnatural look on his face, Lu Zhou coughed lightly and ended the topic.
"Doesn't mean... right?"
After writing the last line of calculations and looking at the stack of draft paper, Lu Zhou's lips curved into a comfortable smile.
"I'm digressing, back to the previous topic, objective evaluation, your idea is not a big problem in a sense."
As the first half of the first part of the Millennium Problem about the Yang-Mills equation, the questions in this section were actually not challenging for him.
afternoon.
Upon hearing this, Feng Jin suddenly asked excitedly: "Really?"
The next step is to find a general solution to the Yang-Mills equation...
Lu Zhou: "That's right. Since you said it, you have been thinking about it for a week. No matter whether you can think of a way to solve the problem or not, you must still be able to think of something, right? Don't tell me that you are just looking at the scratch paper in the office. Made a bunch of meaningless doodles.”
Upon hearing this, Feng Jin suddenly asked excitedly: "Really?"
After looking at the embarrassment on his face, Lu Zhou didn't say anything.
Vera…
After all, Jinling University has only produced one Nobel Prize for so many years. Not only was Nuo blocked by Lu Zhou, but the statue might have been erected.
I don't know how his students are doing now.
Speaking of which, time really flies by. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a year since he resigned from Princeton.
"...Don't be too quick to be happy. What I'm saying is that there are no big problems." Seeing Feng Jin's excited look, Lu Zhou continued, "However, in physics, the absence of problems does not necessarily mean that there are no big problems." Wear it correctly."
After walking to his seat and sitting down, Lu Zhou glanced at the clean and tidy desk. He reached out and rummaged through the folder next to him, but couldn't find what he was looking for, so he asked casually.
That is, using mathematical methods to prove the existence of the solution to the Yang-Mills equation.
"Doesn't mean... right?"
Feng Jin scratched his cheek awkwardly: "I accidentally glanced..."
"Where's the scratch paper I put on the table?"
"That's right." Looking at Feng Jin who was stunned there, Lu Zhou nodded with slight approval, "Whenever you can truly understand the meaning of what I said, the truth will be very far away from you. It’s close.”
That is, using mathematical methods to prove the existence of the solution to the Yang-Mills equation.
It turns out that what the professor praised was not his idea itself, but his attitude towards previewing extracurricular knowledge in advance...
After all, if it was something important, I wouldn't just leave it on the table. Even if I didn't hide it, I would at least put it in a drawer.
Basically, the core part of the entire proof revolves around the L-manifold he figured out when solving the NS equation problem.
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked: "...Who?"
Sitting in the classroom were not just students from the University of Tokyo, but also top students who came all the way from the University of Tokyo by subway to attend classes, and even professors doing research in theoretical chemistry, nanomaterials, etc. Even though most people will complain on social platforms that "it's so difficult" and "can't understand" after listening to the class, in fact, the majority of people who listen to the class seriously and take notes still make up the majority...
Zhao Huan nodded sheepishly and said, "Okay, professor, I will pay attention."
…
When he came to the office, several of his students and assistants were here.
After walking into the classroom at the sound of the bell, Lu Zhou glanced at the crowded classroom, smiled, made a simple and clear opening statement, and then started his first computational materials class in his life.
"professor."
I stayed at school until six o'clock in the evening.
"Then what? Working on that problem for a week?"
"I'm digressing, back to the previous topic, objective evaluation, your idea is not a big problem in a sense."
Looking at the students standing next to the desk, Lu Zhou, who was in a good mood, casually asked, "What's wrong?"
"That question... have you figured it out?"
It turns out that what the professor praised was not his idea itself, but his attitude towards previewing extracurricular knowledge in advance...
Even if there is no "required" setting, he doesn't need to worry about no one coming to class.
When Lu Zhou returned home from school, it was almost dark outside.
It turns out that what the professor praised was not his idea itself, but his attitude towards previewing extracurricular knowledge in advance...
Lu Zhou: "Have you taught yourself quantum mechanics?"
After all, Jinling University has only produced one Nobel Prize for so many years. Not only was Nuo blocked by Lu Zhou, but the statue might have been erected.
Although he used some mathematical techniques to solve this problem, there was no innovative method.
He walked straight into the newly renovated study, pulled out a chair and sat down. He quietly picked up a pen and began to put the final touches on the unfinished proof in the morning.
After walking to his seat and sitting down, Lu Zhou glanced at the clean and tidy desk. He reached out and rummaged through the folder next to him, but couldn't find what he was looking for, so he asked casually.
Looking at the students standing next to the desk, Lu Zhou, who was in a good mood, casually asked, "What's wrong?"
Feng Jin scratched his cheek awkwardly: "I accidentally glanced..."
It turns out that what the professor praised was not his idea itself, but his attitude towards previewing extracurricular knowledge in advance...
In fact, he didn't really care that Feng Jin peeked at what he had written on his draft paper.
Sometimes, math problems are so magical.
Lu Zhou nodded approvingly: "Not bad."
"professor."
…
"professor."
"A student I taught at Princeton is now probably studying for a Ph.D. at Witten. His chosen field is mathematical physics. You have a bit of a similarity in personality. You are both stronger."
Once an idea is clear and can be continued predictably, the subsequent process is just a matter of course.
Standing in the corridor, he looked at his phone and saw that it was still early, so he turned around and went to the office of Shuyuan.
Although he has not shown his face in the office these days, several of his students still insist on attendance and punching in every day.
After looking at the embarrassment on his face, Lu Zhou didn't say anything.
After writing the last line of calculations and looking at the stack of draft paper, Lu Zhou's lips curved into a comfortable smile.
Lu Zhou: "Have you taught yourself quantum mechanics?"
Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked, "For example?"
Although it is not a decisive result, it can at least be regarded as a staged result that can be achieved.
Hearing these words, Feng Jin, who was originally a little surprised, suddenly became depressed.
"Doesn't mean... right?"
I don't know how his students are doing now.
The next step is to find a general solution to the Yang-Mills equation...
That is, using mathematical methods to prove the existence of the solution to the Yang-Mills equation.
Sometimes, math problems are so magical.
Speaking of which, time really flies by. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a year since he resigned from Princeton.
Once an idea is clear and can be continued predictably, the subsequent process is just a matter of course.
As the first half of the first part of the Millennium Problem about the Yang-Mills equation, the questions in this section were actually not challenging for him.
"...Don't be too quick to be happy. What I'm saying is that there are no big problems." Seeing Feng Jin's excited look, Lu Zhou continued, "However, in physics, the absence of problems does not necessarily mean that there are no big problems." Wear it correctly."
In fact, strictly speaking, the course of Computational Materials is not among the required courses for chemical majors. The mathematical knowledge and programming basics required are still too difficult for undergraduates.
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked: "...Who?"
After writing the last line of calculations and looking at the stack of draft paper, Lu Zhou's lips curved into a comfortable smile.
It turns out that what the professor praised was not his idea itself, but his attitude towards previewing extracurricular knowledge in advance...
Although he used some mathematical techniques to solve this problem, there was no innovative method.
Sitting in the classroom were not just students from the University of Tokyo, but also top students who came all the way from the University of Tokyo by subway to attend classes, and even professors doing research in theoretical chemistry, nanomaterials, etc. Even though most people will complain on social platforms that "it's so difficult" and "can't understand" after listening to the class, in fact, the majority of people who listen to the class seriously and take notes still make up the majority...
When he came to the office, several of his students and assistants were here.
Basically, the core part of the entire proof revolves around the L-manifold he figured out when solving the NS equation problem.
When Lu Zhou returned home from school, it was almost dark outside.
When he came to the office, several of his students and assistants were here.
Glancing in Lu Zhou's direction, Feng Jin, who had been writing at his desk, hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind, stood up and walked towards him.
"That's right." Looking at Feng Jin who was stunned there, Lu Zhou nodded with slight approval, "Whenever you can truly understand the meaning of what I said, the truth will be very far away from you. It’s close.”
Basically, the core part of the entire proof revolves around the L-manifold he figured out when solving the NS equation problem.
Feng Jin looked at Lu Zhou in surprise, not expecting that he would praise him.
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment: "What are your thoughts?"
Although he used some mathematical techniques to solve this problem, there was no innovative method.
But anyway, this problem is solved.
"Then what? Working on that problem for a week?"
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked: "...Who?"
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment: "What are your thoughts?"
"...Don't be too quick to be happy. What I'm saying is that there are no big problems." Seeing Feng Jin's excited look, Lu Zhou continued, "However, in physics, the absence of problems does not necessarily mean that there are no big problems." Wear it correctly."
After finishing the class with 120% energy, Lu Zhou left the classroom amidst a round of applause.
The next step is to find a general solution to the Yang-Mills equation...
"For example..." He wanted to say it but was afraid that Lu Zhou would laugh at him. Feng Jin hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and boldly stated his idea, "According to my understanding of quantum mechanics, the classical Yang-Mills field is infinite. Mass, but strongly interacting media particles can have mass. In this case, if we introduce a scalar field on the space-time manifold, the problem may be simpler."
The next step is to find a general solution to the Yang-Mills equation...
Looking at the students standing next to the desk, Lu Zhou, who was in a good mood, casually asked, "What's wrong?"
Compared with proving the existence of a single solution, this part of the problem is undoubtedly more challenging...
"It's normal to have no clue. If you can solve that problem, don't get a master's degree and just become a professor."
"I'm digressing, back to the previous topic, objective evaluation, your idea is not a big problem in a sense."
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment: "What are your thoughts?"
Lu Zhou: "Well, thank you... But from now on, I don't have to tidy up my desk. I just need to keep it as it is."
In fact, he didn't really care that Feng Jin peeked at what he had written on his draft paper.
Hearing this, Feng Jin smiled awkwardly.