Princeton University.
A theory that had a huge impact on later generations was born inadvertently...
Lu Zhou just breathed a sigh of relief, and his heartbeat finally slowed down because of the word "but" raised again.
The cafe is located on the second floor of the building on the side of the boulevard. Many professors usually choose to have a drink here in their free time, exchange academic issues with colleagues, quietly read with a book, or simply enjoy the afternoon. peaceful.
Just the second week after seeing off Professor Angus, Lu Zhou heard an interesting rumor.
Lu Zhou just breathed a sigh of relief, and his heartbeat finally slowed down because of the word "but" raised again.
Wang Peng hesitated for half a second and spoke in a heavy tone.
"but?"
After a while, he seemed to have figured something out, and his eyebrows relaxed.
Since settling down in Princeton, Edward Witten has been a regular visitor.
"Because life has an end... I think you are right. We will inevitably sleep forever, but some things can be passed on." Witten smiled, drank the rest of the coffee, and put down the cup in his hand. He continued softly, "Maybe one day in the future, one of my students can see for me the unity of the four fundamental forces and the string that makes up our world."
Overall, several of his students are doing pretty well.
Overall, several of his students are doing pretty well.
Wang Peng: "All the militants have been killed in the exchange of fire. The researchers and foreign experts present are all safe... They have been transferred to nearby cities for resettlement. The local troops have been dispatched urgently and blocked all roads in the nearby area. Investigate the background of the militants and their entry channels, but..."
"I'm glad you learned something," Witten looked at the time on his watch and said in a gentle tone, "I have a physics class later, so I won't be with you."
"Angus?" Witten opened his eyes slightly in surprise, closed the slightly old notebook spread out on the table, and looked at Professor Angus walking towards him, Witten said jokingly, "My friend, why are you back so soon?"
Damn it? !
Most of the students here respect this physicist who has won the Fields Medal and is just a hair away from the Nobel Prize. Most of the students here respect him from the bottom of their hearts. Many people will warmly praise him after meeting him. Take the initiative to say hello, or ask for help on some physics questions that are too obscure for beginners.
Although the specific content has not been made public, according to an old friend of his who has read the manuscript, this academic work with a serious title is more like a science fiction novel without a protagonist than an academic monograph. It's still quite boring to read.
Most of the students here respect this physicist who has won the Fields Medal and is just a hair away from the Nobel Prize. Most of the students here respect him from the bottom of their hearts. Many people will warmly praise him after meeting him. Take the initiative to say hello, or ask for help on some physics questions that are too obscure for beginners.
Professor Angus stayed in the coffee shop and continued to sit, but there was one less person to talk to him.
After clearing his throat, Lu Zhou spoke.
"...The damage to Biosphere A is said to be serious."
Whenever I encounter these matters, the old man is very happy to answer them.
This is his memo. Because he occasionally forgets things as he gets older, he often carries such a thing with him. Whenever he suspects that he has forgotten something important, he will take it out and take a look. .
Since settling down in Princeton, Edward Witten has been a regular visitor.
After a long time, he slowly pulled out a crumpled notebook from his arms.
One day, after class, Professor Witten came here as usual, ordered a cup of coffee and sat by the window, spreading out the notes he took out of his pocket. Suddenly, he saw an unexpected person. Walked up from the stairs.
In Princeton, where there are so many powerful people, he and Professor Fefferman are two of the few masters who are approachable and have no arrogance.
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhou subconsciously grasped the armrests and stood up from the office chair.
"Biosphere A was attacked by unknown armed forces. According to news from the local troops, heavy losses were suffered... "
"Is he okay?"
The cafe is located on the second floor of the building on the side of the boulevard. Many professors usually choose to have a drink here in their free time, exchange academic issues with colleagues, quietly read with a book, or simply enjoy the afternoon. peaceful.
One day, after class, Professor Witten came here as usual, ordered a cup of coffee and sat by the window, spreading out the notes he took out of his pocket. Suddenly, he saw an unexpected person. Walked up from the stairs.
Most of the students here respect this physicist who has won the Fields Medal and is just a hair away from the Nobel Prize. Most of the students here respect him from the bottom of their hearts. Many people will warmly praise him after meeting him. Take the initiative to say hello, or ask for help on some physics questions that are too obscure for beginners.
"Biosphere A was attacked by unknown armed forces. According to news from the local troops, heavy losses were suffered... "
Professor Witten smiled and said, "Oh? Can you share your gains with me?"
"Angus?" Witten opened his eyes slightly in surprise, closed the slightly old notebook spread out on the table, and looked at Professor Angus walking towards him, Witten said jokingly, "My friend, why are you back so soon?"
Professor Angus, who teaches the course, is said to be writing a book on the subject.
Professor Angus, who teaches the course, is said to be writing a book on the subject.
"What happened?"
Witten is gone.
Quietly looking out the window at the campus and the students walking down the tree-lined path, he was lost in thought for a moment.
The cafe is located on the second floor of the building on the side of the boulevard. Many professors usually choose to have a drink here in their free time, exchange academic issues with colleagues, quietly read with a book, or simply enjoy the afternoon. peaceful.
"What happened?"
Just the second week after seeing off Professor Angus, Lu Zhou heard an interesting rumor.
"Because I have got the answer I want." Leaning the crutches he carried beside the table, Professor Angus slowly sat down opposite Witten, paused for a long time and said, "Are you right?" , although the communication with him lasted less than an hour, it really benefited me a lot.”
"but?"
The cafe is located on the second floor of the building on the side of the boulevard. Many professors usually choose to have a drink here in their free time, exchange academic issues with colleagues, quietly read with a book, or simply enjoy the afternoon. peaceful.
"... It is incorrect to use past methods to speculate on the future. What the future needs is future methods and... thinking beyond reality."
[Future Sociology]
Seeing his expression, Lu Zhou spoke first before he could ask "What's wrong?"
After a pause, he crossed it out with a pen, wrote a new line, and whispered to himself.
Wang Peng continued with a heavy tone.
Professor Witten smiled and said, "Oh? Can you share your gains with me?"
Professor Angus, who teaches the course, is said to be writing a book on the subject.
"Angus?" Witten opened his eyes slightly in surprise, closed the slightly old notebook spread out on the table, and looked at Professor Angus walking towards him, Witten said jokingly, "My friend, why are you back so soon?"
"bad news!"
There are also Wei Wen, who is about to get a PhD from Princeton, and Jericho, who was recruited by the Institute of Computational Materials at MIT...
Wang Peng continued with a heavy tone.
Lu Zhou just breathed a sigh of relief, and his heartbeat finally slowed down because of the word "but" raised again.
Professor Angus smiled maliciously and said: "Maybe they are all farts."
"Their generation of scholars is more optimistic than ours, and their ideas are very unique. I used to be pessimistic and thought that the world was probably doomed, but now I have a new perspective."
"Biosphere A was attacked by unknown armed forces. According to news from the local troops, heavy losses were suffered... "
Most of the students here respect this physicist who has won the Fields Medal and is just a hair away from the Nobel Prize. Most of the students here respect him from the bottom of their hearts. Many people will warmly praise him after meeting him. Take the initiative to say hello, or ask for help on some physics questions that are too obscure for beginners.
"This name sounds more interesting..."
"Please come in."
"Their generation of scholars is more optimistic than ours, and their ideas are very unique. I used to be pessimistic and thought that the world was probably doomed, but now I have a new perspective."
"bad news!"
Professor Witten smiled and said, "Oh? Can you share your gains with me?"
"I'm glad you learned something," Witten looked at the time on his watch and said in a gentle tone, "I have a physics class later, so I won't be with you."
Witten is gone.
"Then let's talk about it then!"
"Go ahead... Speaking of which, when did you become interested in undergraduates?" Professor Angus looked at him strangely and asked.
Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhou subconsciously grasped the armrests and stood up from the office chair.
"Because life has an end... I think you are right. We will inevitably sleep forever, but some things can be passed on." Witten smiled, drank the rest of the coffee, and put down the cup in his hand. He continued softly, "Maybe one day in the future, one of my students can see for me the unity of the four fundamental forces and the string that makes up our world."
This is his memo. Because he occasionally forgets things as he gets older, he often carries such a thing with him. Whenever he suspects that he has forgotten something important, he will take it out and take a look. .
Most of the students here respect this physicist who has won the Fields Medal and is just a hair away from the Nobel Prize. Most of the students here respect him from the bottom of their hearts. Many people will warmly praise him after meeting him. Take the initiative to say hello, or ask for help on some physics questions that are too obscure for beginners.
Professor Angus smiled maliciously and said: "Maybe they are all farts."
Witten laughed and said: "Haha, maybe! Regardless of the pros and cons, it is an answer to me... Speaking of which, do you want to make a bet?"
The door opened gently, and Wang Peng walked in quickly with a serious look on his face.
Damn it? !
"This name sounds more interesting..."
As for Vera, it is said that she is cooperating with Molina from the Institute for Advanced Study to challenge the highest crown in mathematics - the Riemann Hypothesis. It doesn't matter whether there are results or not. That timid girl has the courage to challenge this century's problem is already a very gratifying thing.
"I'm glad you learned something," Witten looked at the time on his watch and said in a gentle tone, "I have a physics class later, so I won't be with you."
Witten laughed and said: "Haha, maybe! Regardless of the pros and cons, it is an answer to me... Speaking of which, do you want to make a bet?"
After a pause, he crossed it out with a pen, wrote a new line, and whispered to himself.
He muttered something in a low voice that no one else could understand, and then scrawled a line of words on the blank notebook.
Professor Angus: "No problem, but the question is what are you going to bet on? It doesn't matter whether there is money in heaven or not, there is no benefit even if I win."
"Is he okay?"
This is his memo. Because he occasionally forgets things as he gets older, he often carries such a thing with him. Whenever he suspects that he has forgotten something important, he will take it out and take a look. .
Witten joked: "I think there will be, after all, we sent so many economists up there."
Most of the students here respect this physicist who has won the Fields Medal and is just a hair away from the Nobel Prize. Most of the students here respect him from the bottom of their hearts. Many people will warmly praise him after meeting him. Take the initiative to say hello, or ask for help on some physics questions that are too obscure for beginners.
After a long time, he slowly pulled out a crumpled notebook from his arms.
Quietly looking out the window at the campus and the students walking down the tree-lined path, he was lost in thought for a moment.
"Then let's talk about it then!"
Wang Peng hesitated for half a second and spoke in a heavy tone.
Witten joked: "I think there will be, after all, we sent so many economists up there."
In addition to recording trivial life matters such as "paying off bills" and "fixing faucets", he occasionally writes down his sudden inspiration on it to prevent it from slipping away from his sparse silver hair...
Staring at the blank page on the paper, Professor Angus pondered for a long time. The tip of the pen in his hand was like a rusty dagger, trembling slightly above the notes.
Unidentified armed forces... attack
Witten is gone.
"bad news!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhou subconsciously grasped the armrests and stood up from the office chair.
Professor Angus stayed in the coffee shop and continued to sit, but there was one less person to talk to him.
Seeing his expression, Lu Zhou spoke first before he could ask "What's wrong?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhou subconsciously grasped the armrests and stood up from the office chair.
Quietly looking out the window at the campus and the students walking down the tree-lined path, he was lost in thought for a moment.
In addition to recording trivial life matters such as "paying off bills" and "fixing faucets", he occasionally writes down his sudden inspiration on it to prevent it from slipping away from his sparse silver hair...
"Go ahead... Speaking of which, when did you become interested in undergraduates?" Professor Angus looked at him strangely and asked.
Wang Peng continued with a heavy tone.
After a long time, he slowly pulled out a crumpled notebook from his arms.
Quietly looking out the window at the campus and the students walking down the tree-lined path, he was lost in thought for a moment.
…
Most of the students here respect this physicist who has won the Fields Medal and is just a hair away from the Nobel Prize. Most of the students here respect him from the bottom of their hearts. Many people will warmly praise him after meeting him. Take the initiative to say hello, or ask for help on some physics questions that are too obscure for beginners.
This is his memo. Because he occasionally forgets things as he gets older, he often carries such a thing with him. Whenever he suspects that he has forgotten something important, he will take it out and take a look. .
"bad news!"
"Go ahead... Speaking of which, when did you become interested in undergraduates?" Professor Angus looked at him strangely and asked.
Quietly looking out the window at the campus and the students walking down the tree-lined path, he was lost in thought for a moment.
Whenever I encounter these matters, the old man is very happy to answer them.
After a long time, he slowly pulled out a crumpled notebook from his arms.
"... It is incorrect to use past methods to speculate on the future. What the future needs is future methods and... thinking beyond reality."
In addition to recording trivial life matters such as "paying off bills" and "fixing faucets", he occasionally writes down his sudden inspiration on it to prevent it from slipping away from his sparse silver hair...
[Future Sociology]
Professor Angus: "No problem, but the question is what are you going to bet on? It doesn't matter whether there is money in heaven or not, there is no benefit even if I win."
Angus Deaton, an economics professor at Princeton, has a new course called "The Sociology of the Future." This course does not teach any specific theoretical knowledge, just an idea about the future.
Staring at the blank page on the paper, Professor Angus pondered for a long time. The tip of the pen in his hand was like a rusty dagger, trembling slightly above the notes.
Staring at the blank page on the paper, Professor Angus pondered for a long time. The tip of the pen in his hand was like a rusty dagger, trembling slightly above the notes.
Since settling down in Princeton, Edward Witten has been a regular visitor.
A theory that had a huge impact on later generations was born inadvertently...
After a pause, he crossed it out with a pen, wrote a new line, and whispered to himself.
Staring at the blank page on the paper, Professor Angus pondered for a long time. The tip of the pen in his hand was like a rusty dagger, trembling slightly above the notes.
Professor Angus: "No problem, but the question is what are you going to bet on? It doesn't matter whether there is money in heaven or not, there is no benefit even if I win."
"bad news!"
Since settling down in Princeton, Edward Witten has been a regular visitor.
This is his memo. Because he occasionally forgets things as he gets older, he often carries such a thing with him. Whenever he suspects that he has forgotten something important, he will take it out and take a look. .
Wang Peng: "All the militants have been killed in the exchange of fire. The researchers and foreign experts present are all safe... They have been transferred to nearby cities for resettlement. The local troops have been dispatched urgently and blocked all roads in the nearby area. Investigate the background of the militants and their entry channels, but..."
"Biosphere A was attacked by unknown armed forces. According to news from the local troops, heavy losses were suffered... "
After a while, he seemed to have figured something out, and his eyebrows relaxed.
After clearing his throat, Lu Zhou spoke.
Although the specific content has not been made public, according to an old friend of his who has read the manuscript, this academic work with a serious title is more like a science fiction novel without a protagonist than an academic monograph. It's still quite boring to read.
Staring at the blank page on the paper, Professor Angus pondered for a long time. The tip of the pen in his hand was like a rusty dagger, trembling slightly above the notes.
After clearing his throat, Lu Zhou spoke.
"... It is incorrect to use past methods to speculate on the future. What the future needs is future methods and... thinking beyond reality."
"Please come in."
After a while, he seemed to have figured something out, and his eyebrows relaxed.
Professor Angus, who teaches the course, is said to be writing a book on the subject.
He muttered something in a low voice that no one else could understand, and then scrawled a line of words on the blank notebook.
As for Vera, it is said that she is cooperating with Molina from the Institute for Advanced Study to challenge the highest crown in mathematics - the Riemann Hypothesis. It doesn't matter whether there are results or not. That timid girl has the courage to challenge this century's problem is already a very gratifying thing.
Although the specific content has not been made public, according to an old friend of his who has read the manuscript, this academic work with a serious title is more like a science fiction novel without a protagonist than an academic monograph. It's still quite boring to read.
Professor Angus: "No problem, but the question is what are you going to bet on? It doesn't matter whether there is money in heaven or not, there is no benefit even if I win."
"Their generation of scholars is more optimistic than ours, and their ideas are very unique. I used to be pessimistic and thought that the world was probably doomed, but now I have a new perspective."
"but?"
Witten is gone.
The door opened gently, and Wang Peng walked in quickly with a serious look on his face.
[Cosmic Economics]
Overall, several of his students are doing pretty well.
Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
After a pause, he crossed it out with a pen, wrote a new line, and whispered to himself.
However, the old friend also said that some of the ideas put forward in it are very interesting and may actually come in handy in the future...
"...The damage to Biosphere A is said to be serious."
"What happened?"
[Future Sociology]
Angus Deaton, an economics professor at Princeton, has a new course called "The Sociology of the Future." This course does not teach any specific theoretical knowledge, just an idea about the future.
After clearing his throat, Lu Zhou spoke.
"This name sounds more interesting..."
Professor Angus, who teaches the course, is said to be writing a book on the subject.
"Then let's talk about it then!"
Professor Angus, who teaches the course, is said to be writing a book on the subject.
Great ideas are often born from casual thinking.
After a pause, he crossed it out with a pen, wrote a new line, and whispered to himself.
Whenever I encounter these matters, the old man is very happy to answer them.
One day, after class, Professor Witten came here as usual, ordered a cup of coffee and sat by the window, spreading out the notes he took out of his pocket. Suddenly, he saw an unexpected person. Walked up from the stairs.
After a pause, he crossed it out with a pen, wrote a new line, and whispered to himself.
A theory that had a huge impact on later generations was born inadvertently...
Professor Angus, who teaches the course, is said to be writing a book on the subject.
"Then let's talk about it then!"
"Go ahead... Speaking of which, when did you become interested in undergraduates?" Professor Angus looked at him strangely and asked.
"Please come in."
Unidentified armed forces... attack
After a pause, he crossed it out with a pen, wrote a new line, and whispered to himself.
Staring at the blank page on the paper, Professor Angus pondered for a long time. The tip of the pen in his hand was like a rusty dagger, trembling slightly above the notes.
…
Over the years, Qin Yue has become a professor from a lecturer. Hardy, who returned to Brazil to teach at the University of Sao Paulo early, is doing well and has even become one of the several academic leaders of the local number theory school... Of course, this is not necessarily the same as It has something to do with the fact that the Brazilian mathematics community, which is "seriously biased", is not good at number theory research.
"Because life has an end... I think you are right. We will inevitably sleep forever, but some things can be passed on." Witten smiled, drank the rest of the coffee, and put down the cup in his hand. He continued softly, "Maybe one day in the future, one of my students can see for me the unity of the four fundamental forces and the string that makes up our world."
Staring at the blank page on the paper, Professor Angus pondered for a long time. The tip of the pen in his hand was like a rusty dagger, trembling slightly above the notes.
A theory that had a huge impact on later generations was born inadvertently...
Just the second week after seeing off Professor Angus, Lu Zhou heard an interesting rumor.
"I'm glad you learned something," Witten looked at the time on his watch and said in a gentle tone, "I have a physics class later, so I won't be with you."
In addition to recording trivial life matters such as "paying off bills" and "fixing faucets", he occasionally writes down his sudden inspiration on it to prevent it from slipping away from his sparse silver hair...
The door opened gently, and Wang Peng walked in quickly with a serious look on his face.
Unidentified armed forces... attack
Staring at the blank page on the paper, Professor Angus pondered for a long time. The tip of the pen in his hand was like a rusty dagger, trembling slightly above the notes.
Angus Deaton, an economics professor at Princeton, has a new course called "The Sociology of the Future." This course does not teach any specific theoretical knowledge, just an idea about the future.
However, the old friend also said that some of the ideas put forward in it are very interesting and may actually come in handy in the future...
Most of the students here respect this physicist who has won the Fields Medal and is just a hair away from the Nobel Prize. Most of the students here respect him from the bottom of their hearts. Many people will warmly praise him after meeting him. Take the initiative to say hello, or ask for help on some physics questions that are too obscure for beginners.
"Angus?" Witten opened his eyes slightly in surprise, closed the slightly old notebook spread out on the table, and looked at Professor Angus walking towards him, Witten said jokingly, "My friend, why are you back so soon?"
Seeing his expression, Lu Zhou spoke first before he could ask "What's wrong?"
"Please come in."
Although the name sounds a bit strange, many students still sign up because the course creator is a Nobel Prize winner.
"...The damage to Biosphere A is said to be serious."
Although the name sounds a bit strange, many students still sign up because the course creator is a Nobel Prize winner.
Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
The door opened gently, and Wang Peng walked in quickly with a serious look on his face.
Since settling down in Princeton, Edward Witten has been a regular visitor.
Wang Peng: "All the militants have been killed in the exchange of fire. The researchers and foreign experts present are all safe... They have been transferred to nearby cities for resettlement. The local troops have been dispatched urgently and blocked all roads in the nearby area. Investigate the background of the militants and their entry channels, but..."
He muttered something in a low voice that no one else could understand, and then scrawled a line of words on the blank notebook.
Professor Angus, who teaches the course, is said to be writing a book on the subject.
Over the years, Qin Yue has become a professor from a lecturer. Hardy, who returned to Brazil to teach at the University of Sao Paulo early, is doing well and has even become one of the several academic leaders of the local number theory school... Of course, this is not necessarily the same as It has something to do with the fact that the Brazilian mathematics community, which is "seriously biased", is not good at number theory research.
Wang Peng: "All the militants have been killed in the exchange of fire. The researchers and foreign experts present are all safe... They have been transferred to nearby cities for resettlement. The local troops have been dispatched urgently and blocked all roads in the nearby area. Investigate the background of the militants and their entry channels, but..."
Although the specific content has not been made public, according to an old friend of his who has read the manuscript, this academic work with a serious title is more like a science fiction novel without a protagonist than an academic monograph. It's still quite boring to read.
"I'm glad you learned something," Witten looked at the time on his watch and said in a gentle tone, "I have a physics class later, so I won't be with you."
Lu Zhou just breathed a sigh of relief, and his heartbeat finally slowed down because of the word "but" raised again.
However, the old friend also said that some of the ideas put forward in it are very interesting and may actually come in handy in the future...
However, the old friend also said that some of the ideas put forward in it are very interesting and may actually come in handy in the future...
This is his memo. Because he occasionally forgets things as he gets older, he often carries such a thing with him. Whenever he suspects that he has forgotten something important, he will take it out and take a look. .
The door opened gently, and Wang Peng walked in quickly with a serious look on his face.
However, the old friend also said that some of the ideas put forward in it are very interesting and may actually come in handy in the future...
Professor Angus smiled maliciously and said: "Maybe they are all farts."
Professor Angus stayed in the coffee shop and continued to sit, but there was one less person to talk to him.
Unidentified armed forces... attack
"Their generation of scholars is more optimistic than ours, and their ideas are very unique. I used to be pessimistic and thought that the world was probably doomed, but now I have a new perspective."
"Because life has an end... I think you are right. We will inevitably sleep forever, but some things can be passed on." Witten smiled, drank the rest of the coffee, and put down the cup in his hand. He continued softly, "Maybe one day in the future, one of my students can see for me the unity of the four fundamental forces and the string that makes up our world."
Since settling down in Princeton, Edward Witten has been a regular visitor.
Lu Zhou knew these interesting things from students who taught at Princeton.
However, the old friend also said that some of the ideas put forward in it are very interesting and may actually come in handy in the future...
Angus Deaton, an economics professor at Princeton, has a new course called "The Sociology of the Future." This course does not teach any specific theoretical knowledge, just an idea about the future.
"Please come in."
Lu Zhou just breathed a sigh of relief, and his heartbeat finally slowed down because of the word "but" raised again.
Over the years, Qin Yue has become a professor from a lecturer. Hardy, who returned to Brazil to teach at the University of Sao Paulo early, is doing well and has even become one of the several academic leaders of the local number theory school... Of course, this is not necessarily the same as It has something to do with the fact that the Brazilian mathematics community, which is "seriously biased", is not good at number theory research.
Wang Peng: "All the militants have been killed in the exchange of fire. The researchers and foreign experts present are all safe... They have been transferred to nearby cities for resettlement. The local troops have been dispatched urgently and blocked all roads in the nearby area. Investigate the background of the militants and their entry channels, but..."
A theory that had a huge impact on later generations was born inadvertently...
Princeton University.
A theory that had a huge impact on later generations was born inadvertently...
Witten laughed and said: "Haha, maybe! Regardless of the pros and cons, it is an answer to me... Speaking of which, do you want to make a bet?"
In addition to recording trivial life matters such as "paying off bills" and "fixing faucets", he occasionally writes down his sudden inspiration on it to prevent it from slipping away from his sparse silver hair...
After a pause, he crossed it out with a pen, wrote a new line, and whispered to himself.
As for Vera, it is said that she is cooperating with Molina from the Institute for Advanced Study to challenge the highest crown in mathematics - the Riemann Hypothesis. It doesn't matter whether there are results or not. That timid girl has the courage to challenge this century's problem is already a very gratifying thing.
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhou subconsciously grasped the armrests and stood up from the office chair.
After a while, he seemed to have figured something out, and his eyebrows relaxed.
Lu Zhou knew these interesting things from students who taught at Princeton.
Staring at the blank page on the paper, Professor Angus pondered for a long time. The tip of the pen in his hand was like a rusty dagger, trembling slightly above the notes.
A theory that had a huge impact on later generations was born inadvertently...
There are also Wei Wen, who is about to get a PhD from Princeton, and Jericho, who was recruited by the Institute of Computational Materials at MIT...
…
"Their generation of scholars is more optimistic than ours, and their ideas are very unique. I used to be pessimistic and thought that the world was probably doomed, but now I have a new perspective."
Overall, several of his students are doing pretty well.
This is his memo. Because he occasionally forgets things as he gets older, he often carries such a thing with him. Whenever he suspects that he has forgotten something important, he will take it out and take a look. .
Although the specific content has not been made public, according to an old friend of his who has read the manuscript, this academic work with a serious title is more like a science fiction novel without a protagonist than an academic monograph. It's still quite boring to read.
Although the name sounds a bit strange, many students still sign up because the course creator is a Nobel Prize winner.
As their professor, Lu Zhou was also very pleased.
Angus Deaton, an economics professor at Princeton, has a new course called "The Sociology of the Future." This course does not teach any specific theoretical knowledge, just an idea about the future.
"bad news!"
As their professor, Lu Zhou was also very pleased.
After a pause, he crossed it out with a pen, wrote a new line, and whispered to himself.
Most of the students here respect this physicist who has won the Fields Medal and is just a hair away from the Nobel Prize. Most of the students here respect him from the bottom of their hearts. Many people will warmly praise him after meeting him. Take the initiative to say hello, or ask for help on some physics questions that are too obscure for beginners.
Wang Peng continued with a heavy tone.
Although the specific content has not been made public, according to an old friend of his who has read the manuscript, this academic work with a serious title is more like a science fiction novel without a protagonist than an academic monograph. It's still quite boring to read.
After replying an email to Qin Yue, who had sent the email, Lu Zhousheng took a rest and was about to take a break from the busy work to go to Arxiv to see if there were any interesting mathematics papers. The tranquility of the office was suddenly interrupted by a knock from outside the door. The door burst.
Unidentified armed forces... attack
[Cosmic Economics]
"Their generation of scholars is more optimistic than ours, and their ideas are very unique. I used to be pessimistic and thought that the world was probably doomed, but now I have a new perspective."
Wang Peng hesitated for half a second and spoke in a heavy tone.
After clearing his throat, Lu Zhou spoke.
Although the name sounds a bit strange, many students still sign up because the course creator is a Nobel Prize winner.
Witten is gone.
After a long time, he slowly pulled out a crumpled notebook from his arms.
Professor Angus smiled maliciously and said: "Maybe they are all farts."
"bad news!"
Wang Peng: "All the militants have been killed in the exchange of fire. The researchers and foreign experts present are all safe... They have been transferred to nearby cities for resettlement. The local troops have been dispatched urgently and blocked all roads in the nearby area. Investigate the background of the militants and their entry channels, but..."
Lu Zhou knew these interesting things from students who taught at Princeton.
"Please come in."
After a while, he seemed to have figured something out, and his eyebrows relaxed.
In addition to recording trivial life matters such as "paying off bills" and "fixing faucets", he occasionally writes down his sudden inspiration on it to prevent it from slipping away from his sparse silver hair...
He muttered something in a low voice that no one else could understand, and then scrawled a line of words on the blank notebook.
Although the specific content has not been made public, according to an old friend of his who has read the manuscript, this academic work with a serious title is more like a science fiction novel without a protagonist than an academic monograph. It's still quite boring to read.
The door opened gently, and Wang Peng walked in quickly with a serious look on his face.
Since settling down in Princeton, Edward Witten has been a regular visitor.
"What happened?"
"Angus?" Witten opened his eyes slightly in surprise, closed the slightly old notebook spread out on the table, and looked at Professor Angus walking towards him, Witten said jokingly, "My friend, why are you back so soon?"
Although the specific content has not been made public, according to an old friend of his who has read the manuscript, this academic work with a serious title is more like a science fiction novel without a protagonist than an academic monograph. It's still quite boring to read.
Seeing his expression, Lu Zhou spoke first before he could ask "What's wrong?"
This is his memo. Because he occasionally forgets things as he gets older, he often carries such a thing with him. Whenever he suspects that he has forgotten something important, he will take it out and take a look. .
Lu Zhou knew these interesting things from students who taught at Princeton.
In addition to recording trivial life matters such as "paying off bills" and "fixing faucets", he occasionally writes down his sudden inspiration on it to prevent it from slipping away from his sparse silver hair...
"bad news!"
A theory that had a huge impact on later generations was born inadvertently...
After a long time, he slowly pulled out a crumpled notebook from his arms.
[Cosmic Economics]
Wang Peng hesitated for half a second and spoke in a heavy tone.
Staring at the blank page on the paper, Professor Angus pondered for a long time. The tip of the pen in his hand was like a rusty dagger, trembling slightly above the notes.
Witten laughed and said: "Haha, maybe! Regardless of the pros and cons, it is an answer to me... Speaking of which, do you want to make a bet?"
Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
"but?"
There are also Wei Wen, who is about to get a PhD from Princeton, and Jericho, who was recruited by the Institute of Computational Materials at MIT...
"Is he okay?"
"Then let's talk about it then!"
Seeing his expression, Lu Zhou spoke first before he could ask "What's wrong?"
As for Vera, it is said that she is cooperating with Molina from the Institute for Advanced Study to challenge the highest crown in mathematics - the Riemann Hypothesis. It doesn't matter whether there are results or not. That timid girl has the courage to challenge this century's problem is already a very gratifying thing.
"What happened?"
Lu Zhou just breathed a sigh of relief, and his heartbeat finally slowed down because of the word "but" raised again.
Witten laughed and said: "Haha, maybe! Regardless of the pros and cons, it is an answer to me... Speaking of which, do you want to make a bet?"
…
Great ideas are often born from casual thinking.
"Their generation of scholars is more optimistic than ours, and their ideas are very unique. I used to be pessimistic and thought that the world was probably doomed, but now I have a new perspective."
Professor Witten smiled and said, "Oh? Can you share your gains with me?"
"Go ahead... Speaking of which, when did you become interested in undergraduates?" Professor Angus looked at him strangely and asked.
Wang Peng hesitated for half a second and spoke in a heavy tone.
Whenever I encounter these matters, the old man is very happy to answer them.
Just the second week after seeing off Professor Angus, Lu Zhou heard an interesting rumor.
This is his memo. Because he occasionally forgets things as he gets older, he often carries such a thing with him. Whenever he suspects that he has forgotten something important, he will take it out and take a look. .
Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
"Biosphere A was attacked by unknown armed forces. According to news from the local troops, heavy losses were suffered... "
Overall, several of his students are doing pretty well.
A theory that had a huge impact on later generations was born inadvertently...
"What happened?"
Seeing his expression, Lu Zhou spoke first before he could ask "What's wrong?"
In Princeton, where there are so many powerful people, he and Professor Fefferman are two of the few masters who are approachable and have no arrogance.
Unidentified armed forces... attack
He muttered something in a low voice that no one else could understand, and then scrawled a line of words on the blank notebook.
[Cosmic Economics]
Witten joked: "I think there will be, after all, we sent so many economists up there."
"...The damage to Biosphere A is said to be serious."
He muttered something in a low voice that no one else could understand, and then scrawled a line of words on the blank notebook.
"Their generation of scholars is more optimistic than ours, and their ideas are very unique. I used to be pessimistic and thought that the world was probably doomed, but now I have a new perspective."
"Because life has an end... I think you are right. We will inevitably sleep forever, but some things can be passed on." Witten smiled, drank the rest of the coffee, and put down the cup in his hand. He continued softly, "Maybe one day in the future, one of my students can see for me the unity of the four fundamental forces and the string that makes up our world."
Damn it? !
Angus Deaton, an economics professor at Princeton, has a new course called "The Sociology of the Future." This course does not teach any specific theoretical knowledge, just an idea about the future.
…
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhou subconsciously grasped the armrests and stood up from the office chair.
…
The cafe is located on the second floor of the building on the side of the boulevard. Many professors usually choose to have a drink here in their free time, exchange academic issues with colleagues, quietly read with a book, or simply enjoy the afternoon. peaceful.
"Then let's talk about it then!"
Unidentified armed forces... attack
"Is he okay?"
However, the old friend also said that some of the ideas put forward in it are very interesting and may actually come in handy in the future...
Great ideas are often born from casual thinking.
Wang Peng continued with a heavy tone.
Wang Peng: "All the militants have been killed in the exchange of fire. The researchers and foreign experts present are all safe... They have been transferred to nearby cities for resettlement. The local troops have been dispatched urgently and blocked all roads in the nearby area. Investigate the background of the militants and their entry channels, but..."
Damn it? !
Professor Angus smiled maliciously and said: "Maybe they are all farts."
Just the second week after seeing off Professor Angus, Lu Zhou heard an interesting rumor.
"... It is incorrect to use past methods to speculate on the future. What the future needs is future methods and... thinking beyond reality."
Wang Peng continued with a heavy tone.
Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
Lu Zhou just breathed a sigh of relief, and his heartbeat finally slowed down because of the word "but" raised again.
Professor Angus smiled maliciously and said: "Maybe they are all farts."
After a pause, he crossed it out with a pen, wrote a new line, and whispered to himself.
"bad news!"
"Then let's talk about it then!"
Professor Angus: "No problem, but the question is what are you going to bet on? It doesn't matter whether there is money in heaven or not, there is no benefit even if I win."
After replying an email to Qin Yue, who had sent the email, Lu Zhousheng took a rest and was about to take a break from the busy work to go to Arxiv to see if there were any interesting mathematics papers. The tranquility of the office was suddenly interrupted by a knock from outside the door. The door burst.
"Their generation of scholars is more optimistic than ours, and their ideas are very unique. I used to be pessimistic and thought that the world was probably doomed, but now I have a new perspective."
Although the name sounds a bit strange, many students still sign up because the course creator is a Nobel Prize winner.
"but?"
Since settling down in Princeton, Edward Witten has been a regular visitor.
Wang Peng continued with a heavy tone.
"... It is incorrect to use past methods to speculate on the future. What the future needs is future methods and... thinking beyond reality."
Wang Peng continued with a heavy tone.
Overall, several of his students are doing pretty well.
"bad news!"
One day, after class, Professor Witten came here as usual, ordered a cup of coffee and sat by the window, spreading out the notes he took out of his pocket. Suddenly, he saw an unexpected person. Walked up from the stairs.
Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
"...The damage to Biosphere A is said to be serious."
Although the name sounds a bit strange, many students still sign up because the course creator is a Nobel Prize winner.
Professor Angus: "No problem, but the question is what are you going to bet on? It doesn't matter whether there is money in heaven or not, there is no benefit even if I win."
Over the years, Qin Yue has become a professor from a lecturer. Hardy, who returned to Brazil to teach at the University of Sao Paulo early, is doing well and has even become one of the several academic leaders of the local number theory school... Of course, this is not necessarily the same as It has something to do with the fact that the Brazilian mathematics community, which is "seriously biased", is not good at number theory research.
In addition to recording trivial life matters such as "paying off bills" and "fixing faucets", he occasionally writes down his sudden inspiration on it to prevent it from slipping away from his sparse silver hair...
In addition to recording trivial life matters such as "paying off bills" and "fixing faucets", he occasionally writes down his sudden inspiration on it to prevent it from slipping away from his sparse silver hair...
Lu Zhou just breathed a sigh of relief, and his heartbeat finally slowed down because of the word "but" raised again.
Unidentified armed forces... attack