"...hyperelliptic curve analysis method?"
It's all over.
"And... Etale cohomology!"
Like hitting the keys of a rest, Lu Zhou wrote the last character.
"Here I would like to prove the existence of ε, and hope it can serve as a starting point."
It is also very important to him...
I felt a slight coldness on the tip of my nose.
What does it mean to start from the most basic part
"So what?"
The thunder that sounded like the ringing of an ancient bell faintly passed through the mahogany door, floated into the silent lobby, and also floated into Lu Zhou's ears on the stage.
That affirmative voice floated out from under the brim of the hat with a hint of frankness and relief.
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
Is this intended to teach so many big guys a math lesson
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
As if he was speaking to himself, Lu Zhou muttered softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then the brush strokes he held on the fingertips of his right hand moved like the thunder that cut through the dark clouds. A smooth trajectory was drawn to the right.
The black pen condensed on the whiteboard is like a rising torch, illuminating a door that has not been opened for more than twenty centuries!
Molina's face was full of weird expressions. She looked at Lu Zhou standing in front of the auditorium as if she was looking at a madman.
After a long time, he raised his right hand and gently put the black dome hat on his hand back on.
After a long time, Aksay nodded.
Although it is not easy to detect, it definitely floats into everyone's ears.
The thunder that sounded like the ringing of an ancient bell faintly passed through the mahogany door, floated into the silent lobby, and also floated into Lu Zhou's ears on the stage.
Halfway through the words, the remaining words were stuck in Aksay's throat as if they were stuffed with cotton. His pupils gradually dilated and were gradually filled with a hint of surprise.
But he probably felt that this report meeting was very important to China's academic community.
The deafening applause was like the heavy rain outside the auditorium, filling the entire auditorium in an instant!
Although it is not easy to detect, it definitely floats into everyone's ears.
This is not a number theory class at Princeton!
It is also very important to him...
Everything is safe and sound, which is naturally the best.
There are at least twenty Fields Medal winners sitting here! Not to mention winners of lifetime achievement honors such as the Abel Prize...
"It's time to finish."
The old man standing in the audience lowered his eyebrows slightly and said something as if talking to himself.
Wang Peng raised his head and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds.
The deafening applause was like the heavy rain outside the auditorium, filling the entire auditorium in an instant!
This guy must be crazy!
"What does he want to do?"
Suddenly, a trace of illusion appeared in his eyes.
Everything is safe and sound, which is naturally the best.
In the end, even the narrating voice disappeared, and everyone stared at the man on the stage, watching him continue writing.
"I know, what I want to ask is..."
Like hitting the keys of a rest, Lu Zhou wrote the last character.
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
No one moved or spoke.
Terence Tao, who was sitting not far from her, had a completely different expression on his face. The enthusiasm had turned into excitement, and he was opening and closing his lips to whisper softly.
"So what?"
What does it mean to start from the most basic part
"And... Etale cohomology!"
No one knows the Riemann Hypothesis better than that person, and no one is more suitable than that person to draw a conclusion for this report.
It was at the moment when the last stroke fell that time and space seemed to be frozen, and everything in the auditorium was frozen on a brightly colored oil painting.
"That's it! That's it, that's it..."
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
It is also very important to him...
Lu Zhou stopped to look at his results and coughed lightly, breaking the silence that had been brewing for a long time.
After hearing the god's murmuring to herself, Molina turned her head and couldn't help but ask.
I felt a slight coldness on the tip of my nose.
Although he does not understand the problems in the scientific field very well.
Not even Molina, but Schultz sitting on the other side of the lecture hall.
The deafening applause was like the heavy rain outside the auditorium, filling the entire auditorium in an instant!
"The above is my entire argument process."
Although he does not understand the problems in the scientific field very well.
"The critical band method is a very interesting proof idea, and the hyperelliptic curve analysis method is a tool to solve the problem. Just like the dichotomy method that we junior high school students all know, we can reduce the value of ε bit by bit. Keep approaching our ultimate goal... and finally let Re(s)=1-ε=1/2."
"So what?"
From the moment Lu Zhou wiped off the filled whiteboard and wrote down the first line of calculations, his eyes were completely captured by the rows of calculations flowing on the whiteboard.
I felt a slight coldness on the tip of my nose.
No need for his reminder at all.
Although he does not understand the problems in the scientific field very well.
"Yes… "
"What does he want to do?"
"He's right!"
"It's raining."
"Here I would like to prove the existence of ε, and hope it can serve as a starting point."
"That's it! That's it, that's it..."
"That's it! That's it, that's it..."
"No wonder..."
That affirmative voice floated out from under the brim of the hat with a hint of frankness and relief.
Tao Zhexuan, who had completely figured it out, relaxed his shoulders and leaned back on his chair with a smile. And that confident smile seems to be born with his IQ of 230...
This is not Leipzig, nor Waterloo...
"Well," Yang Guangbiao, who was standing by the wall with his right hand in his pocket, nodded calmly, "Looking at the weather forecast yesterday, it was probably going to be a heavy rain."
Gradually he lowered his arms and Aksay, who was sitting next to him, frowned. At this moment, he, who is also a talented player, has a trace of solemnity written in his pupils.
There are at least twenty Fields Medal winners sitting here! Not to mention winners of lifetime achievement honors such as the Abel Prize...
"If you're curious why, just keep reading."
Glancing at his friend, Schultz smiled, as if talking to himself, expressing his thoughts at this moment.
"I believe what I said is so straightforward. It should not be difficult for you to understand this theory based on your level. And if you can understand this theory, I believe that Professor Faltings will take back the previous one that is not a problem at all. question."
"If you're curious why, just keep reading."
In the end, even the narrating voice disappeared, and everyone stared at the man on the stage, watching him continue writing.
"Here I would like to prove the existence of ε, and hope it can serve as a starting point."
After a long time, Aksay nodded.
Halfway through the words, the remaining words were stuck in Aksay's throat as if they were stuffed with cotton. His pupils gradually dilated and were gradually filled with a hint of surprise.
"That's it! That's it, that's it..."
Glancing at his friend, Schultz smiled, as if talking to himself, expressing his thoughts at this moment.
"Thanks."
No need for his reminder at all.
Glancing at his friend, Schultz smiled, as if talking to himself, expressing his thoughts at this moment.
Halfway through the words, the remaining words were stuck in Aksay's throat as if they were stuffed with cotton. His pupils gradually dilated and were gradually filled with a hint of surprise.
"What does he want to do?"
Wang Peng: "Everything is normal."
"Thanks."
Like hitting the keys of a rest, Lu Zhou wrote the last character.
Wang Peng: "Everything is normal."
In fact, Molina is already doing this.
"Well," Yang Guangbiao, who was standing by the wall with his right hand in his pocket, nodded calmly, "Looking at the weather forecast yesterday, it was probably going to be a heavy rain."
"He's right!"
"So what?"
Glancing at his friend, Schultz smiled, as if talking to himself, expressing his thoughts at this moment.
This guy must be crazy!
Not even Molina, but Schultz sitting on the other side of the lecture hall.
"Well," Yang Guangbiao, who was standing by the wall with his right hand in his pocket, nodded calmly, "Looking at the weather forecast yesterday, it was probably going to be a heavy rain."
Lu Zhou nodded to the old man, with a smile on his face and said sincerely.
"Hyperelliptic curve analysis?"
From the moment Lu Zhou wiped off the filled whiteboard and wrote down the first line of calculations, his eyes were completely captured by the rows of calculations flowing on the whiteboard.
After hearing the god's murmuring to herself, Molina turned her head and couldn't help but ask.
With his back turned to all eyes in the auditorium, Professor Faltings paused in silence for a long time.
"Selling his weapons like us," Schultz grinned and said with a smile, his eyes fixed on the whiteboard, "just like an arms dealer."
In the end, even the narrating voice disappeared, and everyone stared at the man on the stage, watching him continue writing.
"Hyperelliptic curve analysis?"
That inch of sharpness paused for a moment on the whiteboard.
"Hyperelliptic curve analysis... that's what I call this theory."
Everyone in the audience stared with bated breath, waiting quietly for him to continue.
At this point, Lu Zhou stopped talking and stopped talking.
Wang Peng raised his head and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds.
Wang Peng: "Everything is normal."
Strings of raindrops were like soybeans falling into a pot, splashing water on the bluestone bricks at the door.
Glancing at his friend, Schultz smiled, as if talking to himself, expressing his thoughts at this moment.
Gradually he lowered his arms and Aksay, who was sitting next to him, frowned. At this moment, he, who is also a talented player, has a trace of solemnity written in his pupils.
I felt a slight coldness on the tip of my nose.
Wang Peng raised his head and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds.
"... No wonder that person would choose him to inherit that inheritance."
In the end, even the narrating voice disappeared, and everyone stared at the man on the stage, watching him continue writing.
"That's it! That's it, that's it..."
The tense shoulders slowly relaxed and then tightened again.
"It's raining."
"What does he want to do?"
"And... Etale cohomology!"
It was at the moment when the last stroke fell that time and space seemed to be frozen, and everything in the auditorium was frozen on a brightly colored oil painting.
"...Of course, this is a name I came up with temporarily. If one day I think there is a better name to call it, I may rename it."
Suddenly, a trace of illusion appeared in his eyes.
"Selling his weapons like us," Schultz grinned and said with a smile, his eyes fixed on the whiteboard, "just like an arms dealer."
"… Introducing the Plancherel formula to the Heisenberg group."
Halfway through the words, the remaining words were stuck in Aksay's throat as if they were stuffed with cotton. His pupils gradually dilated and were gradually filled with a hint of surprise.
Everyone in the audience stared with bated breath, waiting quietly for him to continue.
There was silence in the auditorium.
Wang Peng: "Has your General Staff discovered anything?"
In the end, even the narrating voice disappeared, and everyone stared at the man on the stage, watching him continue writing.
"I know, what I want to ask is..."
There are at least twenty Fields Medal winners sitting here! Not to mention winners of lifetime achievement honors such as the Abel Prize...
"What does he want to do?"
Although he does not understand the problems in the scientific field very well.
Halfway through the words, the remaining words were stuck in Aksay's throat as if they were stuffed with cotton. His pupils gradually dilated and were gradually filled with a hint of surprise.
"I know, what I want to ask is..."
Outside the auditorium.
"I believe what I said is so straightforward. It should not be difficult for you to understand this theory based on your level. And if you can understand this theory, I believe that Professor Faltings will take back the previous one that is not a problem at all. question."
What does it mean to start from the most basic part
Everyone in the audience stared with bated breath, waiting quietly for him to continue.
Gradually, a smile appeared on Lu Zhou's lips.
This guy must be crazy!
Glancing at his friend, Schultz smiled, as if talking to himself, expressing his thoughts at this moment.
"What does he want to do?"
This guy must be crazy!
Like hitting the keys of a rest, Lu Zhou wrote the last character.
The old man standing in the audience lowered his eyebrows slightly and said something as if talking to himself.
"The tuning group, a tool for classifying topological spaces, can actually be related to the number of solutions to algebraic varieties over finite fields... Algebraic geometry is really incredible. What do you think? My friend."
With that said, Lu Zhou looked at Professor Faltings.
"... No, it's different... Is it called hyperelliptic curve analysis? I see... "
Everyone is waiting for that person to give a clear answer.
"The tuning group, a tool for classifying topological spaces, can actually be related to the number of solutions to algebraic varieties over finite fields... Algebraic geometry is really incredible. What do you think? My friend."
It's all over.
Not even Molina, but Schultz sitting on the other side of the lecture hall.
After a long time, Aksay nodded.
This guy must be crazy!
"It's raining."
Molina's face was full of weird expressions. She looked at Lu Zhou standing in front of the auditorium as if she was looking at a madman.
"What does he want to do?"
"Yes… "
"The critical band method is a very interesting proof idea, and the hyperelliptic curve analysis method is a tool to solve the problem. Just like the dichotomy method that we junior high school students all know, we can reduce the value of ε bit by bit. Keep approaching our ultimate goal... and finally let Re(s)=1-ε=1/2."
"Well," Yang Guangbiao, who was standing by the wall with his right hand in his pocket, nodded calmly, "Looking at the weather forecast yesterday, it was probably going to be a heavy rain."
"Yes… "
No one moved or spoke.
Maybe he saw it wrong.
There was silence in the auditorium.
That inch of sharpness paused for a moment on the whiteboard.
Outside the auditorium.
"Well," Yang Guangbiao, who was standing by the wall with his right hand in his pocket, nodded calmly, "Looking at the weather forecast yesterday, it was probably going to be a heavy rain."
Professor Faltings, who was standing in the audience, his eyes completely attracted by the calculations on the whiteboard, his cloudy pupils suddenly shrank a little.
Lu Zhou stopped to look at his results and coughed lightly, breaking the silence that had been brewing for a long time.
"...hyperelliptic curve analysis method?"
The old man standing in the audience lowered his eyebrows slightly and said something as if talking to himself.
This is not Leipzig, nor Waterloo...
For a moment, the back figure on the stage and the majestic back figure in his memory overlapped...
"If you're curious why, just keep reading."
The black pen condensed on the whiteboard is like a rising torch, illuminating a door that has not been opened for more than twenty centuries!
"Yes… "
No one moved or spoke.
Lines of calculations are like sonorous and powerful notes, flowing out from the sharp knife-like brushstrokes, like a river formed by thousands of streams, playing a silent but heart-shaking symphony, pouring into the hearts of every listener Atrium…
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
"... No, it's different... Is it called hyperelliptic curve analysis? I see... "
"No wonder..."
There are at least twenty Fields Medal winners sitting here! Not to mention winners of lifetime achievement honors such as the Abel Prize...
Lu Zhou turned around and looked at the silent lobby, looking at the faces full of shock and surprise. After a moment of pause, Lu Zhou continued.
Inside the auditorium, it was completely silent. Apart from the brush strokes and steady explanations, no extra sound could be heard.
And the moment he turned around and walked off the podium!
Maybe he saw it wrong.
Yang Guangbiao: "...Normal is the best."
What does it mean to start from the most basic part
"So what?"
There was silence in the auditorium.
After a long time, Aksay nodded.
In the end, even the narrating voice disappeared, and everyone stared at the man on the stage, watching him continue writing.
After that, he bowed slightly towards the auditorium and announced the end of the report meeting.
Lu Zhou was concentrating on writing on the whiteboard. At this moment, Lu Zhou was completely immersed in the world of numbers and operators, completely forgetting about external objects and himself.
"you are right."
Yang Guangbiao: "No, what about you?"
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
Yang Guangbiao: "No, what about you?"
Lu Zhou was concentrating on writing on the whiteboard. At this moment, Lu Zhou was completely immersed in the world of numbers and operators, completely forgetting about external objects and himself.
"And... Etale cohomology!"
Outside the auditorium.
Everything is safe and sound, which is naturally the best.
"Well," Yang Guangbiao, who was standing by the wall with his right hand in his pocket, nodded calmly, "Looking at the weather forecast yesterday, it was probably going to be a heavy rain."
Lines of calculations are like sonorous and powerful notes, flowing out from the sharp knife-like brushstrokes, like a river formed by thousands of streams, playing a silent but heart-shaking symphony, pouring into the hearts of every listener Atrium…
"Yeah," Wang Peng took out a cigarette from his bag and lit it. He blew out a smoke ring and grinned, "I'm relieved that everything is fine."
This guy must be crazy!
"He's right!"
In the end, even the narrating voice disappeared, and everyone stared at the man on the stage, watching him continue writing.
I felt a slight coldness on the tip of my nose.
"And... Etale cohomology!"
Strings of raindrops were like soybeans falling into a pot, splashing water on the bluestone bricks at the door.
"Thanks."
Outside the auditorium.
Tao Zhexuan, who had completely figured it out, relaxed his shoulders and leaned back on his chair with a smile. And that confident smile seems to be born with his IQ of 230...
Terence Tao, who was sitting not far from her, had a completely different expression on his face. The enthusiasm had turned into excitement, and he was opening and closing his lips to whisper softly.
No need for his reminder at all.
It was at the moment when the last stroke fell that time and space seemed to be frozen, and everything in the auditorium was frozen on a brightly colored oil painting.
I felt a slight coldness on the tip of my nose.
"Thanks."
Gradually he lowered his arms and Aksay, who was sitting next to him, frowned. At this moment, he, who is also a talented player, has a trace of solemnity written in his pupils.
Everyone in the audience stared with bated breath, waiting quietly for him to continue.
"If you're curious why, just keep reading."
Wang Peng raised his head and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds.
This is not Leipzig, nor Waterloo...
With that said, Lu Zhou looked at Professor Faltings.
"What does he want to do?"
After hearing the god's murmuring to herself, Molina turned her head and couldn't help but ask.
"So what?"
"It's raining."
Lu Zhou nodded to the old man, with a smile on his face and said sincerely.
But he probably felt that this report meeting was very important to China's academic community.
"It's raining."
Although he does not understand the problems in the scientific field very well.
Three or two minutes later, it started pouring rain.
From the moment Lu Zhou wiped off the filled whiteboard and wrote down the first line of calculations, his eyes were completely captured by the rows of calculations flowing on the whiteboard.
"And... Etale cohomology!"
"Well," Yang Guangbiao, who was standing by the wall with his right hand in his pocket, nodded calmly, "Looking at the weather forecast yesterday, it was probably going to be a heavy rain."
Lines of calculations are like sonorous and powerful notes, flowing out from the sharp knife-like brushstrokes, like a river formed by thousands of streams, playing a silent but heart-shaking symphony, pouring into the hearts of every listener Atrium…
"It's raining."
Everyone is waiting for that person to give a clear answer.
"He's right!"
Wang Peng: "Has your General Staff discovered anything?"
Everything is safe and sound, which is naturally the best.
What does it mean to start from the most basic part
"That's it! That's it, that's it..."
"Here I would like to prove the existence of ε, and hope it can serve as a starting point."
No one knows the Riemann Hypothesis better than that person, and no one is more suitable than that person to draw a conclusion for this report.
With his back turned to all eyes in the auditorium, Professor Faltings paused in silence for a long time.
After a long time, Aksay nodded.
Tao Zhexuan, who had completely figured it out, relaxed his shoulders and leaned back on his chair with a smile. And that confident smile seems to be born with his IQ of 230...
Yang Guangbiao: "No, what about you?"
There are at least twenty Fields Medal winners sitting here! Not to mention winners of lifetime achievement honors such as the Abel Prize...
No one moved or spoke.
After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that the old gentleman did not refute, Lu Zhou turned his attention back to the audience in the auditorium and continued.
Wang Peng: "Everything is normal."
Gradually he lowered his arms and Aksay, who was sitting next to him, frowned. At this moment, he, who is also a talented player, has a trace of solemnity written in his pupils.
Only the second hand on the wall clock is left, flowing quietly...
Tao Zhexuan, who had completely figured it out, relaxed his shoulders and leaned back on his chair with a smile. And that confident smile seems to be born with his IQ of 230...
Everyone in the audience stared with bated breath, waiting quietly for him to continue.
That affirmative voice floated out from under the brim of the hat with a hint of frankness and relief.
Molina's face was full of weird expressions. She looked at Lu Zhou standing in front of the auditorium as if she was looking at a madman.
"No wonder..."
Gradually he lowered his arms and Aksay, who was sitting next to him, frowned. At this moment, he, who is also a talented player, has a trace of solemnity written in his pupils.
Yang Guangbiao: "...Normal is the best."
That affirmative voice floated out from under the brim of the hat with a hint of frankness and relief.
As if he was speaking to himself, Lu Zhou muttered softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then the brush strokes he held on the fingertips of his right hand moved like the thunder that cut through the dark clouds. A smooth trajectory was drawn to the right.
"The critical band method is a very interesting proof idea, and the hyperelliptic curve analysis method is a tool to solve the problem. Just like the dichotomy method that we junior high school students all know, we can reduce the value of ε bit by bit. Keep approaching our ultimate goal... and finally let Re(s)=1-ε=1/2."
"He's right!"
I felt a slight coldness on the tip of my nose.
"Yeah," Wang Peng took out a cigarette from his bag and lit it. He blew out a smoke ring and grinned, "I'm relieved that everything is fine."
Suddenly, a trace of illusion appeared in his eyes.
Wang Peng: "Everything is normal."
In fact, Molina is already doing this.
Inside the auditorium, it was completely silent. Apart from the brush strokes and steady explanations, no extra sound could be heard.
Everything is safe and sound, which is naturally the best.
Strings of raindrops were like soybeans falling into a pot, splashing water on the bluestone bricks at the door.
The tense shoulders slowly relaxed and then tightened again.
Although he does not understand the problems in the scientific field very well.
"He's right!"
This is not a number theory class at Princeton!
"And... Etale cohomology!"
But he probably felt that this report meeting was very important to China's academic community.
Gradually he lowered his arms and Aksay, who was sitting next to him, frowned. At this moment, he, who is also a talented player, has a trace of solemnity written in his pupils.
"The tuning group, a tool for classifying topological spaces, can actually be related to the number of solutions to algebraic varieties over finite fields... Algebraic geometry is really incredible. What do you think? My friend."
Tao Zhexuan, who had completely figured it out, relaxed his shoulders and leaned back on his chair with a smile. And that confident smile seems to be born with his IQ of 230...
Halfway through the words, the remaining words were stuck in Aksay's throat as if they were stuffed with cotton. His pupils gradually dilated and were gradually filled with a hint of surprise.
It is also very important to him...
"The critical band method is a very interesting proof idea, and the hyperelliptic curve analysis method is a tool to solve the problem. Just like the dichotomy method that we junior high school students all know, we can reduce the value of ε bit by bit. Keep approaching our ultimate goal... and finally let Re(s)=1-ε=1/2."
No need for his reminder at all.
"No wonder..."
It is also very important to him...
As if he was speaking to himself, Lu Zhou muttered softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then the brush strokes he held on the fingertips of his right hand moved like the thunder that cut through the dark clouds. A smooth trajectory was drawn to the right.
From the moment Lu Zhou wiped off the filled whiteboard and wrote down the first line of calculations, his eyes were completely captured by the rows of calculations flowing on the whiteboard.
Wang Peng: "Everything is normal."
Three or two minutes later, it started pouring rain.
"Hyperelliptic curve analysis?"
After a long time, he raised his right hand and gently put the black dome hat on his hand back on.
"I know, what I want to ask is..."
The deafening applause was like the heavy rain outside the auditorium, filling the entire auditorium in an instant!
"It's raining."
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
Lu Zhou stopped to look at his results and coughed lightly, breaking the silence that had been brewing for a long time.
Wang Peng: "Has your General Staff discovered anything?"
Strings of raindrops were like soybeans falling into a pot, splashing water on the bluestone bricks at the door.
"... No wonder that person would choose him to inherit that inheritance."
Lu Zhou stopped to look at his results and coughed lightly, breaking the silence that had been brewing for a long time.
"So what?"
Lines of calculations are like sonorous and powerful notes, flowing out from the sharp knife-like brushstrokes, like a river formed by thousands of streams, playing a silent but heart-shaking symphony, pouring into the hearts of every listener Atrium…
"Well," Yang Guangbiao, who was standing by the wall with his right hand in his pocket, nodded calmly, "Looking at the weather forecast yesterday, it was probably going to be a heavy rain."
That affirmative voice floated out from under the brim of the hat with a hint of frankness and relief.
That affirmative voice floated out from under the brim of the hat with a hint of frankness and relief.
The thunder that sounded like the ringing of an ancient bell faintly passed through the mahogany door, floated into the silent lobby, and also floated into Lu Zhou's ears on the stage.
"I believe what I said is so straightforward. It should not be difficult for you to understand this theory based on your level. And if you can understand this theory, I believe that Professor Faltings will take back the previous one that is not a problem at all. question."
"Yes… "
Tao Zhexuan, who had completely figured it out, relaxed his shoulders and leaned back on his chair with a smile. And that confident smile seems to be born with his IQ of 230...
After that, he bowed slightly towards the auditorium and announced the end of the report meeting.
"...Of course, this is a name I came up with temporarily. If one day I think there is a better name to call it, I may rename it."
The old man standing in the audience lowered his eyebrows slightly and said something as if talking to himself.
"The critical band method is a very interesting proof idea, and the hyperelliptic curve analysis method is a tool to solve the problem. Just like the dichotomy method that we junior high school students all know, we can reduce the value of ε bit by bit. Keep approaching our ultimate goal... and finally let Re(s)=1-ε=1/2."
That inch of sharpness paused for a moment on the whiteboard.
"And... Etale cohomology!"
Although he does not understand the problems in the scientific field very well.
After a long time, Aksay nodded.
"… Introducing the Plancherel formula to the Heisenberg group."
After that, he bowed slightly towards the auditorium and announced the end of the report meeting.
Everyone in the audience stared with bated breath, waiting quietly for him to continue.
As if he was speaking to himself, Lu Zhou muttered softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then the brush strokes he held on the fingertips of his right hand moved like the thunder that cut through the dark clouds. A smooth trajectory was drawn to the right.
Lu Zhou was concentrating on writing on the whiteboard. At this moment, Lu Zhou was completely immersed in the world of numbers and operators, completely forgetting about external objects and himself.
Not even Molina, but Schultz sitting on the other side of the lecture hall.
"I know, what I want to ask is..."
What does it mean to start from the most basic part
Gradually, a smile appeared on Lu Zhou's lips.
Like hitting the keys of a rest, Lu Zhou wrote the last character.
The tense shoulders slowly relaxed and then tightened again.
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
No one knows the Riemann Hypothesis better than that person, and no one is more suitable than that person to draw a conclusion for this report.
"The critical band method is a very interesting proof idea, and the hyperelliptic curve analysis method is a tool to solve the problem. Just like the dichotomy method that we junior high school students all know, we can reduce the value of ε bit by bit. Keep approaching our ultimate goal... and finally let Re(s)=1-ε=1/2."
"It's time to finish."
This is not Leipzig, nor Waterloo...
Inside the auditorium, it was completely silent. Apart from the brush strokes and steady explanations, no extra sound could be heard.
Maybe he saw it wrong.
This is not a number theory class at Princeton!
Like hitting the keys of a rest, Lu Zhou wrote the last character.
As if he was speaking to himself, Lu Zhou muttered softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then the brush strokes he held on the fingertips of his right hand moved like the thunder that cut through the dark clouds. A smooth trajectory was drawn to the right.
From the moment Lu Zhou wiped off the filled whiteboard and wrote down the first line of calculations, his eyes were completely captured by the rows of calculations flowing on the whiteboard.
Professor Faltings, who was standing in the audience, his eyes completely attracted by the calculations on the whiteboard, his cloudy pupils suddenly shrank a little.
Professor Faltings, who was standing in the audience, his eyes completely attracted by the calculations on the whiteboard, his cloudy pupils suddenly shrank a little.
That inch of sharpness paused for a moment on the whiteboard.
There was silence in the auditorium.
"Yes… "
"… Introducing the Plancherel formula to the Heisenberg group."
After a long time, Aksay nodded.
Glancing at his friend, Schultz smiled, as if talking to himself, expressing his thoughts at this moment.
Everyone in the audience stared with bated breath, waiting quietly for him to continue.
"That's it! That's it, that's it..."
"I believe what I said is so straightforward. It should not be difficult for you to understand this theory based on your level. And if you can understand this theory, I believe that Professor Faltings will take back the previous one that is not a problem at all. question."
"Selling his weapons like us," Schultz grinned and said with a smile, his eyes fixed on the whiteboard, "just like an arms dealer."
"He's right!"
"And... Etale cohomology!"
"It's time to finish."
Although he does not understand the problems in the scientific field very well.
"If you're curious why, just keep reading."
"... No, it's different... Is it called hyperelliptic curve analysis? I see... "
Lu Zhou stopped to look at his results and coughed lightly, breaking the silence that had been brewing for a long time.
No one knows the Riemann Hypothesis better than that person, and no one is more suitable than that person to draw a conclusion for this report.
"If you're curious why, just keep reading."
Professor Faltings, who was standing in the audience, his eyes completely attracted by the calculations on the whiteboard, his cloudy pupils suddenly shrank a little.
No need for his reminder at all.
Everyone in the audience stared with bated breath, waiting quietly for him to continue.
Suddenly, a trace of illusion appeared in his eyes.
Yang Guangbiao: "...Normal is the best."
Lu Zhou stopped to look at his results and coughed lightly, breaking the silence that had been brewing for a long time.
For a moment, the back figure on the stage and the majestic back figure in his memory overlapped...
Maybe he saw it wrong.
After hearing the god's murmuring to herself, Molina turned her head and couldn't help but ask.
After hearing the god's murmuring to herself, Molina turned her head and couldn't help but ask.
The tense shoulders slowly relaxed and then tightened again.
"I believe what I said is so straightforward. It should not be difficult for you to understand this theory based on your level. And if you can understand this theory, I believe that Professor Faltings will take back the previous one that is not a problem at all. question."
Wang Peng raised his head and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds.
Everyone is waiting for that person to give a clear answer.
"No wonder..."
"The above is my entire argument process."
"The above is my entire argument process."
"What does he want to do?"
"... No, it's different... Is it called hyperelliptic curve analysis? I see... "
"...Of course, this is a name I came up with temporarily. If one day I think there is a better name to call it, I may rename it."
Like hitting the keys of a rest, Lu Zhou wrote the last character.
"So what?"
Everyone in the audience stared with bated breath, waiting quietly for him to continue.
The old man standing in the audience lowered his eyebrows slightly and said something as if talking to himself.
Wang Peng: "Has your General Staff discovered anything?"
There are at least twenty Fields Medal winners sitting here! Not to mention winners of lifetime achievement honors such as the Abel Prize...
Is this intended to teach so many big guys a math lesson
"Hyperelliptic curve analysis?"
That affirmative voice floated out from under the brim of the hat with a hint of frankness and relief.
Lines of calculations are like sonorous and powerful notes, flowing out from the sharp knife-like brushstrokes, like a river formed by thousands of streams, playing a silent but heart-shaking symphony, pouring into the hearts of every listener Atrium…
"... No wonder that person would choose him to inherit that inheritance."
It is also very important to him...
As if he was speaking to himself, Lu Zhou muttered softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then the brush strokes he held on the fingertips of his right hand moved like the thunder that cut through the dark clouds. A smooth trajectory was drawn to the right.
As if he was speaking to himself, Lu Zhou muttered softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then the brush strokes he held on the fingertips of his right hand moved like the thunder that cut through the dark clouds. A smooth trajectory was drawn to the right.
"If you're curious why, just keep reading."
"So what?"
At this point, Lu Zhou stopped talking and stopped talking.
Although it is not easy to detect, it definitely floats into everyone's ears.
It's all over.
"If you're curious why, just keep reading."
Lines of calculations are like sonorous and powerful notes, flowing out from the sharp knife-like brushstrokes, like a river formed by thousands of streams, playing a silent but heart-shaking symphony, pouring into the hearts of every listener Atrium…
After that, he bowed slightly towards the auditorium and announced the end of the report meeting.
Wang Peng: "Has your General Staff discovered anything?"
With his back turned to all eyes in the auditorium, Professor Faltings paused in silence for a long time.
At this point, Lu Zhou stopped talking and stopped talking.
Wang Peng: "Everything is normal."
Only the second hand on the wall clock is left, flowing quietly...
Like hitting the keys of a rest, Lu Zhou wrote the last character.
"It's raining."
Lu Zhou nodded to the old man, with a smile on his face and said sincerely.
Professor Faltings, who was standing in the audience, his eyes completely attracted by the calculations on the whiteboard, his cloudy pupils suddenly shrank a little.
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
As if he was speaking to himself, Lu Zhou muttered softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then the brush strokes he held on the fingertips of his right hand moved like the thunder that cut through the dark clouds. A smooth trajectory was drawn to the right.
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
Inside the auditorium, it was completely silent. Apart from the brush strokes and steady explanations, no extra sound could be heard.
It was at the moment when the last stroke fell that time and space seemed to be frozen, and everything in the auditorium was frozen on a brightly colored oil painting.
"... No, it's different... Is it called hyperelliptic curve analysis? I see... "
Lu Zhou nodded to the old man, with a smile on his face and said sincerely.
That inch of sharpness paused for a moment on the whiteboard.
Three or two minutes later, it started pouring rain.
At this point, Lu Zhou stopped talking and stopped talking.
Wang Peng: "Has your General Staff discovered anything?"
Only the second hand on the wall clock is left, flowing quietly...
After a long time, Aksay nodded.
"Yeah," Wang Peng took out a cigarette from his bag and lit it. He blew out a smoke ring and grinned, "I'm relieved that everything is fine."
After that, he bowed slightly towards the auditorium and announced the end of the report meeting.
Lu Zhou was concentrating on writing on the whiteboard. At this moment, Lu Zhou was completely immersed in the world of numbers and operators, completely forgetting about external objects and himself.
The black pen condensed on the whiteboard is like a rising torch, illuminating a door that has not been opened for more than twenty centuries!
Outside the auditorium.
Lu Zhou stopped to look at his results and coughed lightly, breaking the silence that had been brewing for a long time.
In fact, Molina is already doing this.
Lu Zhou stopped to look at his results and coughed lightly, breaking the silence that had been brewing for a long time.
After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that the old gentleman did not refute, Lu Zhou turned his attention back to the audience in the auditorium and continued.
Terence Tao, who was sitting not far from her, had a completely different expression on his face. The enthusiasm had turned into excitement, and he was opening and closing his lips to whisper softly.
"It's raining."
Tao Zhexuan, who had completely figured it out, relaxed his shoulders and leaned back on his chair with a smile. And that confident smile seems to be born with his IQ of 230...
"Hyperelliptic curve analysis... that's what I call this theory."
Yang Guangbiao: "No, what about you?"
"...Of course, this is a name I came up with temporarily. If one day I think there is a better name to call it, I may rename it."
"...Of course, this is a name I came up with temporarily. If one day I think there is a better name to call it, I may rename it."
Yang Guangbiao: "...Normal is the best."
Lu Zhou turned around and looked at the silent lobby, looking at the faces full of shock and surprise. After a moment of pause, Lu Zhou continued.
In the end, even the narrating voice disappeared, and everyone stared at the man on the stage, watching him continue writing.
This is not Leipzig, nor Waterloo...
After a long time, Aksay nodded.
Lines of calculations are like sonorous and powerful notes, flowing out from the sharp knife-like brushstrokes, like a river formed by thousands of streams, playing a silent but heart-shaking symphony, pouring into the hearts of every listener Atrium…
What does it mean to start from the most basic part
As if he was speaking to himself, Lu Zhou muttered softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then the brush strokes he held on the fingertips of his right hand moved like the thunder that cut through the dark clouds. A smooth trajectory was drawn to the right.
"...Of course, this is a name I came up with temporarily. If one day I think there is a better name to call it, I may rename it."
Everything is safe and sound, which is naturally the best.
Only the second hand on the wall clock is left, flowing quietly...
Terence Tao, who was sitting not far from her, had a completely different expression on his face. The enthusiasm had turned into excitement, and he was opening and closing his lips to whisper softly.
Strings of raindrops were like soybeans falling into a pot, splashing water on the bluestone bricks at the door.
Gradually he lowered his arms and Aksay, who was sitting next to him, frowned. At this moment, he, who is also a talented player, has a trace of solemnity written in his pupils.
"Selling his weapons like us," Schultz grinned and said with a smile, his eyes fixed on the whiteboard, "just like an arms dealer."
It is also very important to him...
After that, he gently placed the marker next to the whiteboard, walked back to the podium with steady steps, and placed his hands gently on the podium.
It's all over.
"And... Etale cohomology!"
"... No wonder that person would choose him to inherit that inheritance."
And the moment he turned around and walked off the podium!
Everything is safe and sound, which is naturally the best.
This is not Leipzig, nor Waterloo...
"What does he want to do?"
"I believe what I said is so straightforward. It should not be difficult for you to understand this theory based on your level. And if you can understand this theory, I believe that Professor Faltings will take back the previous one that is not a problem at all. question."
It's all over.
There was silence in the auditorium.
With that said, Lu Zhou looked at Professor Faltings.
And the moment he turned around and walked off the podium!
Everything is safe and sound, which is naturally the best.
For a moment, the back figure on the stage and the majestic back figure in his memory overlapped...
After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that the old gentleman did not refute, Lu Zhou turned his attention back to the audience in the auditorium and continued.
Wang Peng: "Everything is normal."
This is not Leipzig, nor Waterloo...
With his back turned to all eyes in the auditorium, Professor Faltings paused in silence for a long time.
"So what?"
"It's time to finish."
"I believe what I said is so straightforward. It should not be difficult for you to understand this theory based on your level. And if you can understand this theory, I believe that Professor Faltings will take back the previous one that is not a problem at all. question."
"The tuning group, a tool for classifying topological spaces, can actually be related to the number of solutions to algebraic varieties over finite fields... Algebraic geometry is really incredible. What do you think? My friend."
No one knows the Riemann Hypothesis better than that person, and no one is more suitable than that person to draw a conclusion for this report.
"The critical band method is a very interesting proof idea, and the hyperelliptic curve analysis method is a tool to solve the problem. Just like the dichotomy method that we junior high school students all know, we can reduce the value of ε bit by bit. Keep approaching our ultimate goal... and finally let Re(s)=1-ε=1/2."
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
Lu Zhou was concentrating on writing on the whiteboard. At this moment, Lu Zhou was completely immersed in the world of numbers and operators, completely forgetting about external objects and himself.
With that said, Lu Zhou looked at Professor Faltings.
"Here I would like to prove the existence of ε, and hope it can serve as a starting point."
After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that the old gentleman did not refute, Lu Zhou turned his attention back to the audience in the auditorium and continued.
"Well," Yang Guangbiao, who was standing by the wall with his right hand in his pocket, nodded calmly, "Looking at the weather forecast yesterday, it was probably going to be a heavy rain."
"The above is my entire argument process."
"The critical band method is a very interesting proof idea, and the hyperelliptic curve analysis method is a tool to solve the problem. Just like the dichotomy method that we junior high school students all know, we can reduce the value of ε bit by bit. Keep approaching our ultimate goal... and finally let Re(s)=1-ε=1/2."
Is this intended to teach so many big guys a math lesson
There are at least twenty Fields Medal winners sitting here! Not to mention winners of lifetime achievement honors such as the Abel Prize...
At this point, Lu Zhou stopped talking and stopped talking.
This is not Leipzig, nor Waterloo...
"...Of course, this is a name I came up with temporarily. If one day I think there is a better name to call it, I may rename it."
After a long time, he raised his right hand and gently put the black dome hat on his hand back on.
This is not Leipzig, nor Waterloo...
Inside the auditorium, it was completely silent. Apart from the brush strokes and steady explanations, no extra sound could be heard.
There was silence in the auditorium.
"Here I would like to prove the existence of ε, and hope it can serve as a starting point."
In fact, Molina is already doing this.
No one moved or spoke.
No need for his reminder at all.
The thunder that sounded like the ringing of an ancient bell faintly passed through the mahogany door, floated into the silent lobby, and also floated into Lu Zhou's ears on the stage.
"And... Etale cohomology!"
"you are right."
With his back turned to all eyes in the auditorium, Professor Faltings paused in silence for a long time.
After that, he bowed slightly towards the auditorium and announced the end of the report meeting.
Three or two minutes later, it started pouring rain.
Everyone is waiting for that person to give a clear answer.
This is not Leipzig, nor Waterloo...
Inside the auditorium, it was completely silent. Apart from the brush strokes and steady explanations, no extra sound could be heard.
There are at least twenty Fields Medal winners sitting here! Not to mention winners of lifetime achievement honors such as the Abel Prize...
But he probably felt that this report meeting was very important to China's academic community.
Not even Molina, but Schultz sitting on the other side of the lecture hall.
No one knows the Riemann Hypothesis better than that person, and no one is more suitable than that person to draw a conclusion for this report.
Lu Zhou stopped to look at his results and coughed lightly, breaking the silence that had been brewing for a long time.
"I know, what I want to ask is..."
"… Introducing the Plancherel formula to the Heisenberg group."
Maybe he saw it wrong.
Although it is not easy to detect, it definitely floats into everyone's ears.
In fact, Molina is already doing this.
"The critical band method is a very interesting proof idea, and the hyperelliptic curve analysis method is a tool to solve the problem. Just like the dichotomy method that we junior high school students all know, we can reduce the value of ε bit by bit. Keep approaching our ultimate goal... and finally let Re(s)=1-ε=1/2."
The tense shoulders slowly relaxed and then tightened again.
"Yeah," Wang Peng took out a cigarette from his bag and lit it. He blew out a smoke ring and grinned, "I'm relieved that everything is fine."
Lu Zhou was concentrating on writing on the whiteboard. At this moment, Lu Zhou was completely immersed in the world of numbers and operators, completely forgetting about external objects and himself.
"...hyperelliptic curve analysis method?"
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
Lu Zhou stopped to look at his results and coughed lightly, breaking the silence that had been brewing for a long time.
There are at least twenty Fields Medal winners sitting here! Not to mention winners of lifetime achievement honors such as the Abel Prize...
After a long time, Aksay nodded.
What does it mean to start from the most basic part
With his back turned to all eyes in the auditorium, Professor Faltings paused in silence for a long time.
It's all over.
"Hyperelliptic curve analysis... that's what I call this theory."
After that, he gently placed the marker next to the whiteboard, walked back to the podium with steady steps, and placed his hands gently on the podium.
"… Introducing the Plancherel formula to the Heisenberg group."
Strings of raindrops were like soybeans falling into a pot, splashing water on the bluestone bricks at the door.
As if he was speaking to himself, Lu Zhou muttered softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then the brush strokes he held on the fingertips of his right hand moved like the thunder that cut through the dark clouds. A smooth trajectory was drawn to the right.
"...Of course, this is a name I came up with temporarily. If one day I think there is a better name to call it, I may rename it."
"... No wonder that person would choose him to inherit that inheritance."
After a long time, he raised his right hand and gently put the black dome hat on his hand back on.
Outside the auditorium.
No need for his reminder at all.
But he probably felt that this report meeting was very important to China's academic community.
"you are right."
After a long time, Aksay nodded.
"The critical band method is a very interesting proof idea, and the hyperelliptic curve analysis method is a tool to solve the problem. Just like the dichotomy method that we junior high school students all know, we can reduce the value of ε bit by bit. Keep approaching our ultimate goal... and finally let Re(s)=1-ε=1/2."
With his back turned to all eyes in the auditorium, Professor Faltings paused in silence for a long time.
"It's time to finish."
"That's it! That's it, that's it..."
Wang Peng raised his head and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds.
After that, he gently placed the marker next to the whiteboard, walked back to the podium with steady steps, and placed his hands gently on the podium.
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
That affirmative voice floated out from under the brim of the hat with a hint of frankness and relief.
Gradually he lowered his arms and Aksay, who was sitting next to him, frowned. At this moment, he, who is also a talented player, has a trace of solemnity written in his pupils.
No one moved or spoke.
It is also very important to him...
The black pen condensed on the whiteboard is like a rising torch, illuminating a door that has not been opened for more than twenty centuries!
No one knows the Riemann Hypothesis better than that person, and no one is more suitable than that person to draw a conclusion for this report.
Wang Peng: "Has your General Staff discovered anything?"
This guy must be crazy!
Although it is not easy to detect, it definitely floats into everyone's ears.
It's all over.
"... No wonder that person would choose him to inherit that inheritance."
"...hyperelliptic curve analysis method?"
"It's time to finish."
Lu Zhou nodded to the old man, with a smile on his face and said sincerely.
"The tuning group, a tool for classifying topological spaces, can actually be related to the number of solutions to algebraic varieties over finite fields... Algebraic geometry is really incredible. What do you think? My friend."
Wang Peng raised his head and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds.
"And... Etale cohomology!"
What does it mean to start from the most basic part
Professor Faltings, who was standing in the audience, his eyes completely attracted by the calculations on the whiteboard, his cloudy pupils suddenly shrank a little.
Inside the auditorium, it was completely silent. Apart from the brush strokes and steady explanations, no extra sound could be heard.
"The tuning group, a tool for classifying topological spaces, can actually be related to the number of solutions to algebraic varieties over finite fields... Algebraic geometry is really incredible. What do you think? My friend."
"Thanks."
Molina's face was full of weird expressions. She looked at Lu Zhou standing in front of the auditorium as if she was looking at a madman.
After that, he gently placed the marker next to the whiteboard, walked back to the podium with steady steps, and placed his hands gently on the podium.
Gradually he lowered his arms and Aksay, who was sitting next to him, frowned. At this moment, he, who is also a talented player, has a trace of solemnity written in his pupils.
But he probably felt that this report meeting was very important to China's academic community.
"And... Etale cohomology!"
Inside the auditorium, it was completely silent. Apart from the brush strokes and steady explanations, no extra sound could be heard.
After that, he bowed slightly towards the auditorium and announced the end of the report meeting.
Lu Zhou was concentrating on writing on the whiteboard. At this moment, Lu Zhou was completely immersed in the world of numbers and operators, completely forgetting about external objects and himself.
At this point, Lu Zhou stopped talking and stopped talking.
For a moment, the back figure on the stage and the majestic back figure in his memory overlapped...
"Selling his weapons like us," Schultz grinned and said with a smile, his eyes fixed on the whiteboard, "just like an arms dealer."
After that, he gently placed the marker next to the whiteboard, walked back to the podium with steady steps, and placed his hands gently on the podium.
And the moment he turned around and walked off the podium!
"Thanks."
As if he was speaking to himself, Lu Zhou muttered softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then the brush strokes he held on the fingertips of his right hand moved like the thunder that cut through the dark clouds. A smooth trajectory was drawn to the right.
And the moment he turned around and walked off the podium!
Outside the auditorium, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was still clear in the early morning.
"...hyperelliptic curve analysis method?"
The deafening applause was like the heavy rain outside the auditorium, filling the entire auditorium in an instant!
The deafening applause was like the heavy rain outside the auditorium, filling the entire auditorium in an instant!
It's all over.
Suddenly, a trace of illusion appeared in his eyes.
Three or two minutes later, it started pouring rain.
After a long time, he raised his right hand and gently put the black dome hat on his hand back on.
The old man standing in the audience lowered his eyebrows slightly and said something as if talking to himself.