I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.
When Lu Zhou just walked into the courtyard, he saw a young man in the courtyard who looked small and wore glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was carrying a small stool and sitting in front of a blackboard leaning against the big banyan tree, holding half a piece of chalk in his hand. , thinking hard in front of the calculations written on the blackboard.
Not really caring about such an insignificant thing as not being recognized, Lu Zhou stared at the blackboard and said with interest.
Looking at the enthusiastic young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
"...hyperelliptic curve analysis method?"
After continuing to exchange greetings for a few words, he said goodbye to Mr. Qiu, then turned and walked to the west gate of Shuimu University, walking all the way towards the east gate of Yanda University.
…
A young teacher in a crisp suit was standing there looking around.
"Why do you say that?"
However, the air remained quiet for a few seconds.
…
After all, Academician Wang Shicheng had no grudges against him, and Lu Zhou didn't really want to get involved in the grudges between the older generation of scholars, so he had to say yes perfunctorily and bring the topic to a close.
The gray coat had been washed and faded, and the hair looked like it hadn't been washed for a few days. It was simply combed into a 37-part length, and the overly long bangs hung listlessly on the frame of the glasses.
"Your use of hyperelliptic curve analysis is very interesting. Generally speaking, people don't use it this way."
Shangjing has changed quite a lot over the years. There are more and more new energy vehicles on the road, the buildings on both sides of the road are getting taller and taller, and there are more and more foreign friends speaking various languages. However, there are only two places that are the same. There has been no change, it still retains its original appearance.
With a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, Mr. Qiu laughed twice, breaking the awkward atmosphere, stretched out his right hand, touched his nose, and said in a confused manner.
When he saw Lu Zhou, the young teacher recognized him from the crowd at a glance and hurried over to greet him with a smile.
"… Yes Yes Yes."
After continuing to exchange greetings for a few words, he said goodbye to Mr. Qiu, then turned and walked to the west gate of Shuimu University, walking all the way towards the east gate of Yanda University.
"After all, what I am studying is not the Riemann Hypothesis... This method was originally designed for the Riemann Hypothesis."
Not really caring about such an insignificant thing as not being recognized, Lu Zhou stared at the blackboard and said with interest.
"I almost forgot about this... you are no longer the young boy you were before."
The gray coat had been washed and faded, and the hair looked like it hadn't been washed for a few days. It was simply combed into a 37-part length, and the overly long bangs hung listlessly on the frame of the glasses.
When he saw Lu Zhou, the young teacher recognized him from the crowd at a glance and hurried over to greet him with a smile.
"… Yes Yes Yes."
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded, and said politely: "It is my honor to let you feel that I have grown. It shows that I have not wasted these five or six years."
When he saw Lu Zhou, the young teacher recognized him from the crowd at a glance and hurried over to greet him with a smile.
According to his experience at Princeton, many people who are good at mathematics tend to be somewhat unique in certain fields, so there are always all kinds of weirdos. For example, the former editor-in-chief of a certain mathematics annual journal never allowed others to sit while talking to him in the office. For example, one of his students liked mint-flavored coffee, and another example was the old man in the Flintstone Library who always seemed to be awake...
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded, and said politely: "It is my honor to let you feel that I have grown. It shows that I have not wasted these five or six years."
"Brother dei, are you stupid? Take a closer look at who this is."
"who is it?"
Mentally disturbed
It was as if something scandalous had been seen.
"More than just growing up, the reaction speed of my brain can hardly keep up with the pace of your growth." Sighing softly, Mr. Qiu seemed to be lost in memories of the past, with a slightly emotional expression on his face.
Upon hearing this, before Lu Zhou could say anything, Yang Yongan, who was standing next to him, almost laughed out loud.
"I think so," Lu Zhou nodded, thought for a moment, and continued, "Based on your definition of non-singular projective complex algebraic varieties... If I'm not wrong, what you are studying is probably the Hodge conjecture? "
After about a few seconds, he changed the topic, smiled and said, "Speaking of which, why did you want to come to Shuimu University?"
When he saw Lu Zhou, the young teacher recognized him from the crowd at a glance and hurried over to greet him with a smile.
"After all, what I am studying is not the Riemann Hypothesis... This method was originally designed for the Riemann Hypothesis."
However, the air remained quiet for a few seconds.
"You may not believe it, but I really just happened to pass by."
In fact, for Lu Zhou, neither the Yanda nor Shuimu campuses were unfamiliar.
In fact, for Lu Zhou, neither the Yanda nor Shuimu campuses were unfamiliar.
Lu Zhou was even more curious.
In two or three sentences, Lu Zhou told Mr. Qiu the invitation from Academician Wang Shicheng. After listening to his narration, the old man pushed down his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowned, and said with a somewhat unhappy expression.
Yanda East Gate.
This is indeed a top university in the world. As soon as you step onto the tree-lined path near the teaching building, you will be greeted by a strong academic atmosphere. Every brick and tile on the eaves under your feet contains historical and cultural heritage. It is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is one of the most suitable places for academic research in China.
"Who is that?"
"I'm just going to visit Yanda. What can he do to me..."
"That old guy Wang Shicheng... Even though he looks kind and friendly on the outside, you don't know what bad things are in his belly. Don't believe a word he says. This bad old man is very bad. I suggest you be careful!"
"No, you are a world-renowned scholar. It doesn't matter if you let me wait here until tomorrow." The young professor smiled heartily and extended his right hand. "Yang Yong'an, a professor of the Department of Mathematics, is in his early thirties and may be older than you." When I'm older, I feel ashamed that I'm still unknown even in my thirties."
IMO competition
For some reason, when Lu Zhou set his sights on this weirdo, Yang Yongan's expression was slightly awkward.
Seeing the angry look on Mr. Qiu's face, Lu Zhou felt dumbfounded.
Shangjing has changed quite a lot over the years. There are more and more new energy vehicles on the road, the buildings on both sides of the road are getting taller and taller, and there are more and more foreign friends speaking various languages. However, there are only two places that are the same. There has been no change, it still retains its original appearance.
"Your use of hyperelliptic curve analysis is very interesting. Generally speaking, people don't use it this way."
The gray coat had been washed and faded, and the hair looked like it hadn't been washed for a few days. It was simply combed into a 37-part length, and the overly long bangs hung listlessly on the frame of the glasses.
"After all, what I am studying is not the Riemann Hypothesis... This method was originally designed for the Riemann Hypothesis."
Yanda East Gate.
Lu Zhou asked, "Did he find anything through research?"
"I'm just going to visit Yanda. What can he do to me..."
In fact, for Lu Zhou, neither the Yanda nor Shuimu campuses were unfamiliar.
In two or three sentences, Lu Zhou told Mr. Qiu the invitation from Academician Wang Shicheng. After listening to his narration, the old man pushed down his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowned, and said with a somewhat unhappy expression.
Yanda East Gate.
"who is it?"
Qiu Chengtong still warned uneasily: "Anyway, that old guy has no good intentions! It's nothing to go to Yanda. Anyway, be careful and don't be tricked by that old guy."
This is indeed a top university in the world. As soon as you step onto the tree-lined path near the teaching building, you will be greeted by a strong academic atmosphere. Every brick and tile on the eaves under your feet contains historical and cultural heritage. It is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is one of the most suitable places for academic research in China.
But at this glance, his eyebrows suddenly raised.
According to his experience at Princeton, many people who are good at mathematics tend to be somewhat unique in certain fields, so there are always all kinds of weirdos. For example, the former editor-in-chief of a certain mathematics annual journal never allowed others to sit while talking to him in the office. For example, one of his students liked mint-flavored coffee, and another example was the old man in the Flintstone Library who always seemed to be awake...
Of course, for mathematicians, being able to live in such a spacious courtyard and conduct research in an international metropolis such as Shangjing, where land is at a premium, must be extremely enviable by their lay colleagues.
When he saw Lu Zhou, the young teacher recognized him from the crowd at a glance and hurried over to greet him with a smile.
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded, and said politely: "It is my honor to let you feel that I have grown. It shows that I have not wasted these five or six years."
"You can understand?"
After staring at Lu Zhou for a while, the young man still had a confused expression on his face.
"… Yes Yes Yes."
Although the facilities look a bit old, it is said to be intentional. Only in the purest environment can we carry out this most primitive mental work of mankind and the scientific research closest to the nature of the universe. This is also the original idea of the founder of this mathematics research center.
"I'm just going to visit Yanda. What can he do to me..."
After all, Academician Wang Shicheng had no grudges against him, and Lu Zhou didn't really want to get involved in the grudges between the older generation of scholars, so he had to say yes perfunctorily and bring the topic to a close.
Professor Yang raised his eyebrows and was about to scold him, but was stopped by Lu Zhou.
However, the air remained quiet for a few seconds.
Yanda East Gate.
After all, Academician Wang Shicheng had no grudges against him, and Lu Zhou didn't really want to get involved in the grudges between the older generation of scholars, so he had to say yes perfunctorily and bring the topic to a close.
Scholars like myself, whose mathematical attainments are impeccable and whose behavior is no different from ordinary people, are in the minority.
One is the historical and cultural relics buildings in Shangjing, and the other is the top universities in Shangjing.
"It's okay, I understand." Lu Zhou smiled and nodded, indicating that Professor Yang didn't need to pay attention. After a pause, he continued, "I happen to be going to the Math Center, so just take me there."
"Academician Wang is at the Mathematics Center of Yanda. He is temporarily unable to get away due to the national training team for the IMO competition. I hope Academician Lu can understand."
Yanda East Gate.
Shangjing has changed quite a lot over the years. There are more and more new energy vehicles on the road, the buildings on both sides of the road are getting taller and taller, and there are more and more foreign friends speaking various languages. However, there are only two places that are the same. There has been no change, it still retains its original appearance.
"who is it?"
After continuing to exchange greetings for a few words, he said goodbye to Mr. Qiu, then turned and walked to the west gate of Shuimu University, walking all the way towards the east gate of Yanda University.
After continuing to exchange greetings for a few words, he said goodbye to Mr. Qiu, then turned and walked to the west gate of Shuimu University, walking all the way towards the east gate of Yanda University.
It was as if something scandalous had been seen.
After all, Academician Wang Shicheng had no grudges against him, and Lu Zhou didn't really want to get involved in the grudges between the older generation of scholars, so he had to say yes perfunctorily and bring the topic to a close.
Out of curiosity, Lu Zhou ignored Professor Yang's dissuasion and stepped forward to take a look.
"Professor Yang is being humble. Being a professor at Yanda in his thirties is no longer an unknown person." After shaking Professor Yang's hand and letting go, Lu Zhou continued, "Where is Academician Wang?"
Looking at the enthusiastic young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
Upon hearing this, before Lu Zhou could say anything, Yang Yongan, who was standing next to him, almost laughed out loud.
I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.
Out of curiosity, Lu Zhou ignored Professor Yang's dissuasion and stepped forward to take a look.
…
Not really caring about such an insignificant thing as not being recognized, Lu Zhou stared at the blackboard and said with interest.
Out of curiosity, Lu Zhou ignored Professor Yang's dissuasion and stepped forward to take a look.
Yanda East Gate.
Lu Zhou glanced at the young man who looked like a performance artist with interest, and asked curiously.
It was as if something scandalous had been seen.
After hearing these words, the young man who looked like a performance artist finally had some reaction.
In two or three sentences, Lu Zhou told Mr. Qiu the invitation from Academician Wang Shicheng. After listening to his narration, the old man pushed down his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowned, and said with a somewhat unhappy expression.
"this way please."
"You can understand?"
"this way please."
After about a few seconds, he changed the topic, smiled and said, "Speaking of which, why did you want to come to Shuimu University?"
A young teacher in a crisp suit was standing there looking around.
"Brother dei, are you stupid? Take a closer look at who this is."
After hearing these words, the young man who looked like a performance artist finally had some reaction.
With a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, Mr. Qiu laughed twice, breaking the awkward atmosphere, stretched out his right hand, touched his nose, and said in a confused manner.
When he saw Lu Zhou, the young teacher recognized him from the crowd at a glance and hurried over to greet him with a smile.
Looking at the enthusiastic young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
"...hyperelliptic curve analysis method?"
Scholars like myself, whose mathematical attainments are impeccable and whose behavior is no different from ordinary people, are in the minority.
"I almost forgot about this... you are no longer the young boy you were before."
Lu Zhou asked, "Did he find anything through research?"
"...hyperelliptic curve analysis method?"
"Are you Academician Lu? Hello, hello! I heard from Academician Wang that you were coming, so I'll be waiting here."
Shangjing has changed quite a lot over the years. There are more and more new energy vehicles on the road, the buildings on both sides of the road are getting taller and taller, and there are more and more foreign friends speaking various languages. However, there are only two places that are the same. There has been no change, it still retains its original appearance.
One is the historical and cultural relics buildings in Shangjing, and the other is the top universities in Shangjing.
Qiu Chengtong still warned uneasily: "Anyway, that old guy has no good intentions! It's nothing to go to Yanda. Anyway, be careful and don't be tricked by that old guy."
"… Yes Yes Yes."
In two or three sentences, Lu Zhou told Mr. Qiu the invitation from Academician Wang Shicheng. After listening to his narration, the old man pushed down his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowned, and said with a somewhat unhappy expression.
It was as if something scandalous had been seen.
Looking at the enthusiastic young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
After all, Academician Wang Shicheng had no grudges against him, and Lu Zhou didn't really want to get involved in the grudges between the older generation of scholars, so he had to say yes perfunctorily and bring the topic to a close.
"No, you are a world-renowned scholar. It doesn't matter if you let me wait here until tomorrow." The young professor smiled heartily and extended his right hand. "Yang Yong'an, a professor of the Department of Mathematics, is in his early thirties and may be older than you." When I'm older, I feel ashamed that I'm still unknown even in my thirties."
Lu Zhou asked, "Did he find anything through research?"
After continuing to exchange greetings for a few words, he said goodbye to Mr. Qiu, then turned and walked to the west gate of Shuimu University, walking all the way towards the east gate of Yanda University.
After about a few seconds, he changed the topic, smiled and said, "Speaking of which, why did you want to come to Shuimu University?"
After all, Academician Wang Shicheng had no grudges against him, and Lu Zhou didn't really want to get involved in the grudges between the older generation of scholars, so he had to say yes perfunctorily and bring the topic to a close.
"I stopped by Shuimu University on the way and kept you waiting."
IMO competition
"Brother dei, are you stupid? Take a closer look at who this is."
This is indeed a top university in the world. As soon as you step onto the tree-lined path near the teaching building, you will be greeted by a strong academic atmosphere. Every brick and tile on the eaves under your feet contains historical and cultural heritage. It is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is one of the most suitable places for academic research in China.
"You may not believe it, but I really just happened to pass by."
"Are you Academician Lu? Hello, hello! I heard from Academician Wang that you were coming, so I'll be waiting here."
When Lu Zhou just walked into the courtyard, he saw a young man in the courtyard who looked small and wore glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was carrying a small stool and sitting in front of a blackboard leaning against the big banyan tree, holding half a piece of chalk in his hand. , thinking hard in front of the calculations written on the blackboard.
"Why do you say that?"
According to his experience at Princeton, many people who are good at mathematics tend to be somewhat unique in certain fields, so there are always all kinds of weirdos. For example, the former editor-in-chief of a certain mathematics annual journal never allowed others to sit while talking to him in the office. For example, one of his students liked mint-flavored coffee, and another example was the old man in the Flintstone Library who always seemed to be awake...
"No, you are a world-renowned scholar. It doesn't matter if you let me wait here until tomorrow." The young professor smiled heartily and extended his right hand. "Yang Yong'an, a professor of the Department of Mathematics, is in his early thirties and may be older than you." When I'm older, I feel ashamed that I'm still unknown even in my thirties."
Although the facilities look a bit old, it is said to be intentional. Only in the purest environment can we carry out this most primitive mental work of mankind and the scientific research closest to the nature of the universe. This is also the original idea of the founder of this mathematics research center.
It is said that it is a mathematics center located in a courtyard. The tallest building is only three floors, and the most common thing is the square blackboard.
"Professor Yang is being humble. Being a professor at Yanda in his thirties is no longer an unknown person." After shaking Professor Yang's hand and letting go, Lu Zhou continued, "Where is Academician Wang?"
"Academician Wang is at the Mathematics Center of Yanda. He is temporarily unable to get away due to the national training team for the IMO competition. I hope Academician Lu can understand."
"No, you are a world-renowned scholar. It doesn't matter if you let me wait here until tomorrow." The young professor smiled heartily and extended his right hand. "Yang Yong'an, a professor of the Department of Mathematics, is in his early thirties and may be older than you." When I'm older, I feel ashamed that I'm still unknown even in my thirties."
After hearing these words, the young man who looked like a performance artist finally had some reaction.
It is said that it is a mathematics center located in a courtyard. The tallest building is only three floors, and the most common thing is the square blackboard.
After hearing these words, the young man who looked like a performance artist finally had some reaction.
Glancing in the direction of the man, Yang Yongan said with a hint of sarcasm, "If there was, he wouldn't be so miserable."
"Academician Wang is at the Mathematics Center of Yanda. He is temporarily unable to get away due to the national training team for the IMO competition. I hope Academician Lu can understand."
When Lu Zhou just walked into the courtyard, he saw a young man in the courtyard who looked small and wore glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was carrying a small stool and sitting in front of a blackboard leaning against the big banyan tree, holding half a piece of chalk in his hand. , thinking hard in front of the calculations written on the blackboard.
Glancing in the direction of the man, Yang Yongan said with a hint of sarcasm, "If there was, he wouldn't be so miserable."
"No, you are a world-renowned scholar. It doesn't matter if you let me wait here until tomorrow." The young professor smiled heartily and extended his right hand. "Yang Yong'an, a professor of the Department of Mathematics, is in his early thirties and may be older than you." When I'm older, I feel ashamed that I'm still unknown even in my thirties."
Yanda East Gate.
Although the facilities look a bit old, it is said to be intentional. Only in the purest environment can we carry out this most primitive mental work of mankind and the scientific research closest to the nature of the universe. This is also the original idea of the founder of this mathematics research center.
Of course, for mathematicians, being able to live in such a spacious courtyard and conduct research in an international metropolis such as Shangjing, where land is at a premium, must be extremely enviable by their lay colleagues.
After all, Academician Wang Shicheng had no grudges against him, and Lu Zhou didn't really want to get involved in the grudges between the older generation of scholars, so he had to say yes perfunctorily and bring the topic to a close.
IMO competition
"I almost forgot about this... you are no longer the young boy you were before."
"No, you are a world-renowned scholar. It doesn't matter if you let me wait here until tomorrow." The young professor smiled heartily and extended his right hand. "Yang Yong'an, a professor of the Department of Mathematics, is in his early thirties and may be older than you." When I'm older, I feel ashamed that I'm still unknown even in my thirties."
After staring at Lu Zhou for a while, the young man still had a confused expression on his face.
However, the air remained quiet for a few seconds.
"this way please."
Speaking of which, it’s now time.
"It's okay, I understand." Lu Zhou smiled and nodded, indicating that Professor Yang didn't need to pay attention. After a pause, he continued, "I happen to be going to the Math Center, so just take me there."
Speaking of which, it’s now time.
"I almost forgot about this... you are no longer the young boy you were before."
After continuing to exchange greetings for a few words, he said goodbye to Mr. Qiu, then turned and walked to the west gate of Shuimu University, walking all the way towards the east gate of Yanda University.
"I almost forgot about this... you are no longer the young boy you were before."
"Brother dei, are you stupid? Take a closer look at who this is."
"It's okay, I understand." Lu Zhou smiled and nodded, indicating that Professor Yang didn't need to pay attention. After a pause, he continued, "I happen to be going to the Math Center, so just take me there."
Lu Zhou glanced at the young man who looked like a performance artist with interest, and asked curiously.
I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.
A young teacher in a crisp suit was standing there looking around.
After hearing these words, the young man who looked like a performance artist finally had some reaction.
In fact, for Lu Zhou, neither the Yanda nor Shuimu campuses were unfamiliar.
"I'm just going to visit Yanda. What can he do to me..."
Yang Yongan made a gesture of invitation.
When he lived in a nursing home next to the Old Summer Palace, he often came here for walks. However, due to various inconvenient reasons, he never went to Yanda's International Mathematics Research Center.
Yang Yongan made a gesture of invitation.
"this way please."
However, the air remained quiet for a few seconds.
This is indeed a top university in the world. As soon as you step onto the tree-lined path near the teaching building, you will be greeted by a strong academic atmosphere. Every brick and tile on the eaves under your feet contains historical and cultural heritage. It is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is one of the most suitable places for academic research in China.
"Brother dei, are you stupid? Take a closer look at who this is."
It is said that it is a mathematics center located in a courtyard. The tallest building is only three floors, and the most common thing is the square blackboard.
Shangjing has changed quite a lot over the years. There are more and more new energy vehicles on the road, the buildings on both sides of the road are getting taller and taller, and there are more and more foreign friends speaking various languages. However, there are only two places that are the same. There has been no change, it still retains its original appearance.
"I stopped by Shuimu University on the way and kept you waiting."
Not really caring about such an insignificant thing as not being recognized, Lu Zhou stared at the blackboard and said with interest.
He turned his head, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a dull voice.
In fact, for Lu Zhou, neither the Yanda nor Shuimu campuses were unfamiliar.
But at this glance, his eyebrows suddenly raised.
One is the historical and cultural relics buildings in Shangjing, and the other is the top universities in Shangjing.
The gray coat had been washed and faded, and the hair looked like it hadn't been washed for a few days. It was simply combed into a 37-part length, and the overly long bangs hung listlessly on the frame of the glasses.
After hearing these words, the young man who looked like a performance artist finally had some reaction.
The young man pushed up his glasses and continued to look at the blackboard.
This is indeed a top university in the world. As soon as you step onto the tree-lined path near the teaching building, you will be greeted by a strong academic atmosphere. Every brick and tile on the eaves under your feet contains historical and cultural heritage. It is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is one of the most suitable places for academic research in China.
It is said that it is a mathematics center located in a courtyard. The tallest building is only three floors, and the most common thing is the square blackboard.
Speaking of which, it’s now time.
"Your use of hyperelliptic curve analysis is very interesting. Generally speaking, people don't use it this way."
Professor Yang raised his eyebrows and was about to scold him, but was stopped by Lu Zhou.
"You know, places like ours usually have some assessment indicators. For example, how many articles in the first and second districts are published in a year, or submissions to top conferences... But some people always like to be unique, And when others kindly reminded him that you might be asked out because you can't pass the assessment if you continue like this, you were looked at like a fool." Yang Yong'an shrugged, "I don't think anyone would be right. He developed a good impression."
Lu Zhou glanced at the young man who looked like a performance artist with interest, and asked curiously.
In fact, for Lu Zhou, neither the Yanda nor Shuimu campuses were unfamiliar.
A young teacher in a crisp suit was standing there looking around.
After staring at Lu Zhou for a while, the young man still had a confused expression on his face.
"You can understand?"
When he lived in a nursing home next to the Old Summer Palace, he often came here for walks. However, due to various inconvenient reasons, he never went to Yanda's International Mathematics Research Center.
I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.
Seeing the angry look on Mr. Qiu's face, Lu Zhou felt dumbfounded.
"You may not believe it, but I really just happened to pass by."
"I think so," Lu Zhou nodded, thought for a moment, and continued, "Based on your definition of non-singular projective complex algebraic varieties... If I'm not wrong, what you are studying is probably the Hodge conjecture? "
However, the air remained quiet for a few seconds.
"It's okay, I understand." Lu Zhou smiled and nodded, indicating that Professor Yang didn't need to pay attention. After a pause, he continued, "I happen to be going to the Math Center, so just take me there."
Looking at the enthusiastic young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
It is said that it is a mathematics center located in a courtyard. The tallest building is only three floors, and the most common thing is the square blackboard.
Upon hearing this, before Lu Zhou could say anything, Yang Yongan, who was standing next to him, almost laughed out loud.
"… Yes Yes Yes."
"Are you Academician Lu? Hello, hello! I heard from Academician Wang that you were coming, so I'll be waiting here."
"Academician Wang is at the Mathematics Center of Yanda. He is temporarily unable to get away due to the national training team for the IMO competition. I hope Academician Lu can understand."
"… Yes Yes Yes."
Although the facilities look a bit old, it is said to be intentional. Only in the purest environment can we carry out this most primitive mental work of mankind and the scientific research closest to the nature of the universe. This is also the original idea of the founder of this mathematics research center.
"Why do you say that?"
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded, and said politely: "It is my honor to let you feel that I have grown. It shows that I have not wasted these five or six years."
"Are you Academician Lu? Hello, hello! I heard from Academician Wang that you were coming, so I'll be waiting here."
Looking at the enthusiastic young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
A young teacher in a crisp suit was standing there looking around.
"I'm just going to visit Yanda. What can he do to me..."
Lu Zhou asked, "Did he find anything through research?"
Of course, for mathematicians, being able to live in such a spacious courtyard and conduct research in an international metropolis such as Shangjing, where land is at a premium, must be extremely enviable by their lay colleagues.
However, the air remained quiet for a few seconds.
"this way please."
After about a few seconds, he changed the topic, smiled and said, "Speaking of which, why did you want to come to Shuimu University?"
Scholars like myself, whose mathematical attainments are impeccable and whose behavior is no different from ordinary people, are in the minority.
"… Yes Yes Yes."
This is indeed a top university in the world. As soon as you step onto the tree-lined path near the teaching building, you will be greeted by a strong academic atmosphere. Every brick and tile on the eaves under your feet contains historical and cultural heritage. It is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is one of the most suitable places for academic research in China.
When Lu Zhou just walked into the courtyard, he saw a young man in the courtyard who looked small and wore glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was carrying a small stool and sitting in front of a blackboard leaning against the big banyan tree, holding half a piece of chalk in his hand. , thinking hard in front of the calculations written on the blackboard.
Yanda East Gate.
This is indeed a top university in the world. As soon as you step onto the tree-lined path near the teaching building, you will be greeted by a strong academic atmosphere. Every brick and tile on the eaves under your feet contains historical and cultural heritage. It is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is one of the most suitable places for academic research in China.
In two or three sentences, Lu Zhou told Mr. Qiu the invitation from Academician Wang Shicheng. After listening to his narration, the old man pushed down his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowned, and said with a somewhat unhappy expression.
A young teacher in a crisp suit was standing there looking around.
Qiu Chengtong still warned uneasily: "Anyway, that old guy has no good intentions! It's nothing to go to Yanda. Anyway, be careful and don't be tricked by that old guy."
"Why do you say that?"
The gray coat had been washed and faded, and the hair looked like it hadn't been washed for a few days. It was simply combed into a 37-part length, and the overly long bangs hung listlessly on the frame of the glasses.
After staring at Lu Zhou for a while, the young man still had a confused expression on his face.
The gray coat had been washed and faded, and the hair looked like it hadn't been washed for a few days. It was simply combed into a 37-part length, and the overly long bangs hung listlessly on the frame of the glasses.
When Lu Zhou just walked into the courtyard, he saw a young man in the courtyard who looked small and wore glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was carrying a small stool and sitting in front of a blackboard leaning against the big banyan tree, holding half a piece of chalk in his hand. , thinking hard in front of the calculations written on the blackboard.
"That old guy Wang Shicheng... Even though he looks kind and friendly on the outside, you don't know what bad things are in his belly. Don't believe a word he says. This bad old man is very bad. I suggest you be careful!"
"who is it?"
Lu Zhou glanced at the young man who looked like a performance artist with interest, and asked curiously.
"who is it?"
After continuing to exchange greetings for a few words, he said goodbye to Mr. Qiu, then turned and walked to the west gate of Shuimu University, walking all the way towards the east gate of Yanda University.
Out of curiosity, Lu Zhou ignored Professor Yang's dissuasion and stepped forward to take a look.
"Who is that?"
Looking at the enthusiastic young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
Looking at the enthusiastic young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
Yanda East Gate.
But at this glance, his eyebrows suddenly raised.
But at this glance, his eyebrows suddenly raised.
IMO competition
According to his experience at Princeton, many people who are good at mathematics tend to be somewhat unique in certain fields, so there are always all kinds of weirdos. For example, the former editor-in-chief of a certain mathematics annual journal never allowed others to sit while talking to him in the office. For example, one of his students liked mint-flavored coffee, and another example was the old man in the Flintstone Library who always seemed to be awake...
…
For some reason, when Lu Zhou set his sights on this weirdo, Yang Yongan's expression was slightly awkward.
Looking at the enthusiastic young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
"this way please."
It was as if something scandalous had been seen.
Yanda East Gate.
"You know, places like ours usually have some assessment indicators. For example, how many articles in the first and second districts are published in a year, or submissions to top conferences... But some people always like to be unique, And when others kindly reminded him that you might be asked out because you can't pass the assessment if you continue like this, you were looked at like a fool." Yang Yong'an shrugged, "I don't think anyone would be right. He developed a good impression."
It is said that it is a mathematics center located in a courtyard. The tallest building is only three floors, and the most common thing is the square blackboard.
"Are you Academician Lu? Hello, hello! I heard from Academician Wang that you were coming, so I'll be waiting here."
Seeing the angry look on Mr. Qiu's face, Lu Zhou felt dumbfounded.
Although the facilities look a bit old, it is said to be intentional. Only in the purest environment can we carry out this most primitive mental work of mankind and the scientific research closest to the nature of the universe. This is also the original idea of the founder of this mathematics research center.
"Don't worry, this guy... is a little mentally disturbed."
"Who is that?"
Looking at the enthusiastic young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
However, the air remained quiet for a few seconds.
Looking at the enthusiastic young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
"You know, places like ours usually have some assessment indicators. For example, how many articles in the first and second districts are published in a year, or submissions to top conferences... But some people always like to be unique, And when others kindly reminded him that you might be asked out because you can't pass the assessment if you continue like this, you were looked at like a fool." Yang Yong'an shrugged, "I don't think anyone would be right. He developed a good impression."
Professor Yang raised his eyebrows and was about to scold him, but was stopped by Lu Zhou.
Upon hearing this, before Lu Zhou could say anything, Yang Yongan, who was standing next to him, almost laughed out loud.
He turned his head, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a dull voice.
Mentally disturbed
"I think so," Lu Zhou nodded, thought for a moment, and continued, "Based on your definition of non-singular projective complex algebraic varieties... If I'm not wrong, what you are studying is probably the Hodge conjecture? "
After all, Academician Wang Shicheng had no grudges against him, and Lu Zhou didn't really want to get involved in the grudges between the older generation of scholars, so he had to say yes perfunctorily and bring the topic to a close.
Upon hearing this, before Lu Zhou could say anything, Yang Yongan, who was standing next to him, almost laughed out loud.
Glancing in the direction of the man, Yang Yongan said with a hint of sarcasm, "If there was, he wouldn't be so miserable."
Qiu Chengtong still warned uneasily: "Anyway, that old guy has no good intentions! It's nothing to go to Yanda. Anyway, be careful and don't be tricked by that old guy."
Lu Zhou was even more curious.
"Professor Yang is being humble. Being a professor at Yanda in his thirties is no longer an unknown person." After shaking Professor Yang's hand and letting go, Lu Zhou continued, "Where is Academician Wang?"
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded, and said politely: "It is my honor to let you feel that I have grown. It shows that I have not wasted these five or six years."
"It's okay, I understand." Lu Zhou smiled and nodded, indicating that Professor Yang didn't need to pay attention. After a pause, he continued, "I happen to be going to the Math Center, so just take me there."
"Your use of hyperelliptic curve analysis is very interesting. Generally speaking, people don't use it this way."
After hearing these words, the young man who looked like a performance artist finally had some reaction.
Professor Yang raised his eyebrows and was about to scold him, but was stopped by Lu Zhou.
According to his experience at Princeton, many people who are good at mathematics tend to be somewhat unique in certain fields, so there are always all kinds of weirdos. For example, the former editor-in-chief of a certain mathematics annual journal never allowed others to sit while talking to him in the office. For example, one of his students liked mint-flavored coffee, and another example was the old man in the Flintstone Library who always seemed to be awake...
It was as if something scandalous had been seen.
The gray coat had been washed and faded, and the hair looked like it hadn't been washed for a few days. It was simply combed into a 37-part length, and the overly long bangs hung listlessly on the frame of the glasses.
Scholars like myself, whose mathematical attainments are impeccable and whose behavior is no different from ordinary people, are in the minority.
"You know, places like ours usually have some assessment indicators. For example, how many articles in the first and second districts are published in a year, or submissions to top conferences... But some people always like to be unique, And when others kindly reminded him that you might be asked out because you can't pass the assessment if you continue like this, you were looked at like a fool." Yang Yong'an shrugged, "I don't think anyone would be right. He developed a good impression."
Seeing the angry look on Mr. Qiu's face, Lu Zhou felt dumbfounded.
With a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, Mr. Qiu laughed twice, breaking the awkward atmosphere, stretched out his right hand, touched his nose, and said in a confused manner.
"Don't worry, this guy... is a little mentally disturbed."
"I almost forgot about this... you are no longer the young boy you were before."
"Why do you say that?"
When he saw Lu Zhou, the young teacher recognized him from the crowd at a glance and hurried over to greet him with a smile.
When Lu Zhou just walked into the courtyard, he saw a young man in the courtyard who looked small and wore glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was carrying a small stool and sitting in front of a blackboard leaning against the big banyan tree, holding half a piece of chalk in his hand. , thinking hard in front of the calculations written on the blackboard.
Not really caring about such an insignificant thing as not being recognized, Lu Zhou stared at the blackboard and said with interest.
"Why do you say that?"
Lu Zhou asked, "Did he find anything through research?"
"You know, places like ours usually have some assessment indicators. For example, how many articles in the first and second districts are published in a year, or submissions to top conferences... But some people always like to be unique, And when others kindly reminded him that you might be asked out because you can't pass the assessment if you continue like this, you were looked at like a fool." Yang Yong'an shrugged, "I don't think anyone would be right. He developed a good impression."
Although the facilities look a bit old, it is said to be intentional. Only in the purest environment can we carry out this most primitive mental work of mankind and the scientific research closest to the nature of the universe. This is also the original idea of the founder of this mathematics research center.
"who is it?"
After all, Academician Wang Shicheng had no grudges against him, and Lu Zhou didn't really want to get involved in the grudges between the older generation of scholars, so he had to say yes perfunctorily and bring the topic to a close.
Lu Zhou asked, "Did he find anything through research?"
Lu Zhou glanced at the young man who looked like a performance artist with interest, and asked curiously.
He turned his head, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a dull voice.
Glancing in the direction of the man, Yang Yongan said with a hint of sarcasm, "If there was, he wouldn't be so miserable."
Upon hearing this, before Lu Zhou could say anything, Yang Yongan, who was standing next to him, almost laughed out loud.
"That old guy Wang Shicheng... Even though he looks kind and friendly on the outside, you don't know what bad things are in his belly. Don't believe a word he says. This bad old man is very bad. I suggest you be careful!"
Out of curiosity, Lu Zhou ignored Professor Yang's dissuasion and stepped forward to take a look.
After staring at Lu Zhou for a while, the young man still had a confused expression on his face.
Lu Zhou was even more curious.
However, the air remained quiet for a few seconds.
With a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, Mr. Qiu laughed twice, breaking the awkward atmosphere, stretched out his right hand, touched his nose, and said in a confused manner.
Glancing in the direction of the man, Yang Yongan said with a hint of sarcasm, "If there was, he wouldn't be so miserable."
Out of curiosity, Lu Zhou ignored Professor Yang's dissuasion and stepped forward to take a look.
"Professor Yang is being humble. Being a professor at Yanda in his thirties is no longer an unknown person." After shaking Professor Yang's hand and letting go, Lu Zhou continued, "Where is Academician Wang?"
Glancing in the direction of the man, Yang Yongan said with a hint of sarcasm, "If there was, he wouldn't be so miserable."
Mentally disturbed
I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.
Shangjing has changed quite a lot over the years. There are more and more new energy vehicles on the road, the buildings on both sides of the road are getting taller and taller, and there are more and more foreign friends speaking various languages. However, there are only two places that are the same. There has been no change, it still retains its original appearance.
Upon hearing this, before Lu Zhou could say anything, Yang Yongan, who was standing next to him, almost laughed out loud.
Scholars like myself, whose mathematical attainments are impeccable and whose behavior is no different from ordinary people, are in the minority.
This is indeed a top university in the world. As soon as you step onto the tree-lined path near the teaching building, you will be greeted by a strong academic atmosphere. Every brick and tile on the eaves under your feet contains historical and cultural heritage. It is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is one of the most suitable places for academic research in China.
But at this glance, his eyebrows suddenly raised.
When he lived in a nursing home next to the Old Summer Palace, he often came here for walks. However, due to various inconvenient reasons, he never went to Yanda's International Mathematics Research Center.
For some reason, when Lu Zhou set his sights on this weirdo, Yang Yongan's expression was slightly awkward.
Lu Zhou asked, "Did he find anything through research?"
"...hyperelliptic curve analysis method?"
"After all, what I am studying is not the Riemann Hypothesis... This method was originally designed for the Riemann Hypothesis."
Scholars like myself, whose mathematical attainments are impeccable and whose behavior is no different from ordinary people, are in the minority.
"Don't worry, this guy... is a little mentally disturbed."
Glancing in the direction of the man, Yang Yongan said with a hint of sarcasm, "If there was, he wouldn't be so miserable."
"I'm just going to visit Yanda. What can he do to me..."
One is the historical and cultural relics buildings in Shangjing, and the other is the top universities in Shangjing.
It was as if something scandalous had been seen.
According to his experience at Princeton, many people who are good at mathematics tend to be somewhat unique in certain fields, so there are always all kinds of weirdos. For example, the former editor-in-chief of a certain mathematics annual journal never allowed others to sit while talking to him in the office. For example, one of his students liked mint-flavored coffee, and another example was the old man in the Flintstone Library who always seemed to be awake...
After hearing these words, the young man who looked like a performance artist finally had some reaction.
"… Yes Yes Yes."
After about a few seconds, he changed the topic, smiled and said, "Speaking of which, why did you want to come to Shuimu University?"
It is said that it is a mathematics center located in a courtyard. The tallest building is only three floors, and the most common thing is the square blackboard.
He turned his head, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a dull voice.
After continuing to exchange greetings for a few words, he said goodbye to Mr. Qiu, then turned and walked to the west gate of Shuimu University, walking all the way towards the east gate of Yanda University.
When he saw Lu Zhou, the young teacher recognized him from the crowd at a glance and hurried over to greet him with a smile.
"You can understand?"
"who is it?"
The gray coat had been washed and faded, and the hair looked like it hadn't been washed for a few days. It was simply combed into a 37-part length, and the overly long bangs hung listlessly on the frame of the glasses.
After hearing these words, the young man who looked like a performance artist finally had some reaction.
However, the air remained quiet for a few seconds.
"I think so," Lu Zhou nodded, thought for a moment, and continued, "Based on your definition of non-singular projective complex algebraic varieties... If I'm not wrong, what you are studying is probably the Hodge conjecture? "
"That old guy Wang Shicheng... Even though he looks kind and friendly on the outside, you don't know what bad things are in his belly. Don't believe a word he says. This bad old man is very bad. I suggest you be careful!"
Upon hearing this, before Lu Zhou could say anything, Yang Yongan, who was standing next to him, almost laughed out loud.
Mentally disturbed
"You know, places like ours usually have some assessment indicators. For example, how many articles in the first and second districts are published in a year, or submissions to top conferences... But some people always like to be unique, And when others kindly reminded him that you might be asked out because you can't pass the assessment if you continue like this, you were looked at like a fool." Yang Yong'an shrugged, "I don't think anyone would be right. He developed a good impression."
Not really caring about such an insignificant thing as not being recognized, Lu Zhou stared at the blackboard and said with interest.
"No, you are a world-renowned scholar. It doesn't matter if you let me wait here until tomorrow." The young professor smiled heartily and extended his right hand. "Yang Yong'an, a professor of the Department of Mathematics, is in his early thirties and may be older than you." When I'm older, I feel ashamed that I'm still unknown even in my thirties."
Lu Zhou was even more curious.
"Brother dei, are you stupid? Take a closer look at who this is."
After all, Academician Wang Shicheng had no grudges against him, and Lu Zhou didn't really want to get involved in the grudges between the older generation of scholars, so he had to say yes perfunctorily and bring the topic to a close.
Speaking of which, it’s now time.
…
The gray coat had been washed and faded, and the hair looked like it hadn't been washed for a few days. It was simply combed into a 37-part length, and the overly long bangs hung listlessly on the frame of the glasses.
Lu Zhou glanced at the young man who looked like a performance artist with interest, and asked curiously.
After staring at Lu Zhou for a while, the young man still had a confused expression on his face.
With a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, Mr. Qiu laughed twice, breaking the awkward atmosphere, stretched out his right hand, touched his nose, and said in a confused manner.
I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.
According to his experience at Princeton, many people who are good at mathematics tend to be somewhat unique in certain fields, so there are always all kinds of weirdos. For example, the former editor-in-chief of a certain mathematics annual journal never allowed others to sit while talking to him in the office. For example, one of his students liked mint-flavored coffee, and another example was the old man in the Flintstone Library who always seemed to be awake...
He turned his head, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a dull voice.
One is the historical and cultural relics buildings in Shangjing, and the other is the top universities in Shangjing.
"who is it?"
Scholars like myself, whose mathematical attainments are impeccable and whose behavior is no different from ordinary people, are in the minority.
Not really caring about such an insignificant thing as not being recognized, Lu Zhou stared at the blackboard and said with interest.
…
Although the facilities look a bit old, it is said to be intentional. Only in the purest environment can we carry out this most primitive mental work of mankind and the scientific research closest to the nature of the universe. This is also the original idea of the founder of this mathematics research center.
Professor Yang raised his eyebrows and was about to scold him, but was stopped by Lu Zhou.
Not really caring about such an insignificant thing as not being recognized, Lu Zhou stared at the blackboard and said with interest.
I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.
"Why do you say that?"
"Professor Yang is being humble. Being a professor at Yanda in his thirties is no longer an unknown person." After shaking Professor Yang's hand and letting go, Lu Zhou continued, "Where is Academician Wang?"
Not really caring about such an insignificant thing as not being recognized, Lu Zhou stared at the blackboard and said with interest.
Not really caring about such an insignificant thing as not being recognized, Lu Zhou stared at the blackboard and said with interest.
When he lived in a nursing home next to the Old Summer Palace, he often came here for walks. However, due to various inconvenient reasons, he never went to Yanda's International Mathematics Research Center.
"Your use of hyperelliptic curve analysis is very interesting. Generally speaking, people don't use it this way."
Qiu Chengtong still warned uneasily: "Anyway, that old guy has no good intentions! It's nothing to go to Yanda. Anyway, be careful and don't be tricked by that old guy."
Lu Zhou asked, "Did he find anything through research?"
"It's okay, I understand." Lu Zhou smiled and nodded, indicating that Professor Yang didn't need to pay attention. After a pause, he continued, "I happen to be going to the Math Center, so just take me there."
This is indeed a top university in the world. As soon as you step onto the tree-lined path near the teaching building, you will be greeted by a strong academic atmosphere. Every brick and tile on the eaves under your feet contains historical and cultural heritage. It is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is one of the most suitable places for academic research in China.
Of course, for mathematicians, being able to live in such a spacious courtyard and conduct research in an international metropolis such as Shangjing, where land is at a premium, must be extremely enviable by their lay colleagues.
Out of curiosity, Lu Zhou ignored Professor Yang's dissuasion and stepped forward to take a look.
The young man pushed up his glasses and continued to look at the blackboard.
When Lu Zhou just walked into the courtyard, he saw a young man in the courtyard who looked small and wore glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was carrying a small stool and sitting in front of a blackboard leaning against the big banyan tree, holding half a piece of chalk in his hand. , thinking hard in front of the calculations written on the blackboard.
After staring at Lu Zhou for a while, the young man still had a confused expression on his face.
"After all, what I am studying is not the Riemann Hypothesis... This method was originally designed for the Riemann Hypothesis."
"Academician Wang is at the Mathematics Center of Yanda. He is temporarily unable to get away due to the national training team for the IMO competition. I hope Academician Lu can understand."
According to his experience at Princeton, many people who are good at mathematics tend to be somewhat unique in certain fields, so there are always all kinds of weirdos. For example, the former editor-in-chief of a certain mathematics annual journal never allowed others to sit while talking to him in the office. For example, one of his students liked mint-flavored coffee, and another example was the old man in the Flintstone Library who always seemed to be awake...
With a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, Mr. Qiu laughed twice, breaking the awkward atmosphere, stretched out his right hand, touched his nose, and said in a confused manner.
Lu Zhou asked, "Did he find anything through research?"
"I almost forgot about this... you are no longer the young boy you were before."
"who is it?"
"I think so," Lu Zhou nodded, thought for a moment, and continued, "Based on your definition of non-singular projective complex algebraic varieties... If I'm not wrong, what you are studying is probably the Hodge conjecture? "
Looking at the enthusiastic young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
Lu Zhou glanced at the young man who looked like a performance artist with interest, and asked curiously.
In two or three sentences, Lu Zhou told Mr. Qiu the invitation from Academician Wang Shicheng. After listening to his narration, the old man pushed down his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowned, and said with a somewhat unhappy expression.
"… Yes Yes Yes."
"Why do you say that?"
With a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, Mr. Qiu laughed twice, breaking the awkward atmosphere, stretched out his right hand, touched his nose, and said in a confused manner.
"You know, places like ours usually have some assessment indicators. For example, how many articles in the first and second districts are published in a year, or submissions to top conferences... But some people always like to be unique, And when others kindly reminded him that you might be asked out because you can't pass the assessment if you continue like this, you were looked at like a fool." Yang Yong'an shrugged, "I don't think anyone would be right. He developed a good impression."