Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

In an event room in the Princeton University Library.

Pushing the door open and rushing in, Vera rushed to the table with a look of joy, opened her mouth and hummed for a long time, and finally spoke a complete sentence.

"He's studying Riemann's conjecture!"

Sitting at her desk at the desk, Molina didn't look up at all, because even without looking up, she could imagine how the expression of "flower idiot" was on this guy's face.

"Is that the paper on arxiv? I already know, what a fuss ..."

It is better to say that because of knowing this, the urgency in Molina's heart has become stronger.

The problem that the person has been focusing on has never missed, even the ns equation and the Young Mills equation, which are also at the level of the millennial problem, fell in front of him.

Even because he became an academic leader, he has rarely been in mathematics in these years. He has not participated in various academic conferences, but the mathematical community has never forgotten his legend.

Even today, there are "myths" about Princeton's campus.

There is no doubt that Lu Zhou is a powerful opponent.

She has been fighting for this conjecture for several years, and if she is finally topped by Lu Zhou, she is not sure if she will collapse ...

"Molina ..."

Looking at Vera with a strange look, Molina blinked a little bit unknown, "What's wrong?"

Willa grinned and asked, "Which step do you think he has studied?"

Looking at the two red clouds floating on the white cheek, Molina said with a headache, "How did I know? Why didn't you ask him directly? I remember you had his mailbox."

"I ..." Playing with her forefinger a little bit, Willa blushed away from Molina's eyes, looking at the ivy hanging by the window, "... I don't deserve him . "

No more!

Ahhh, I can't stand it!

Supporting the table with both hands, Molina stood up for a moment, holding Vera's shoulders with her hands, and staring at her dodging gaze seriously.

"Listen, my dear Miss Pujuy, although I know that he is your idol and even an ideal lover, you must be clear that he is our opponent now! He is our enemy! You must not do it— — "

Only half of Molina's words were interrupted by Willa without hesitation.

"I won't be his enemy!"

The elk-like eyes were rarely dispelled by firmness.

"... Okay, let me put it another way," Palmer put his palm on his forehead, and Molina meditated for a long time, her eyes lighted up and she snapped her fingers. "You didn't have a contract with him about the Fields Award." ?"

"!"

Upon hearing this, Willa's expression suddenly became tense.

Keenly captured this moment, Morina's mouth raised a smile, patted the girl's shoulder and continued.

"Come on, if we solve the Riemann conjecture, let alone the Fields Medal, it is more than enough to take the Fields Medal 10 times."

Holding her breath, Vera squeezed her fist slightly and murmured to herself.

"If I solve the Riemann conjecture ... he will notice me."

Giving the little girl an encouraging look, Molina said affirmatively, "Yes, not just him, the whole world will notice you."

Vera's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head to stare at her toes, smiling a little slyly.

"All, the whole world ..."

"Just him is enough."

...

For the mathematics world where trail news is relatively scarce, well-known figures like Lu Zhou began to study the Riemann conjecture, which is naturally trivial news. From the mathoverflow mathematical interactive communication website to the campus of Princeton University, the news that Professor Lu is studying the Riemann conjecture has almost become the hottest topic nowadays.

It's not just students who are passionate about talking, but professors are no exception.

And such a big incident naturally cannot escape the ears of Professor Fefferman, the head of the Department of Mathematics.

Almost at the same time that Vera was surprised to tell Molina the news, Professor Fefferman also came to Professor Deligne's office with a printed copy of the paper.

When he arrived at the office, Deligne was sitting at his desk, calculating something on draft paper.

Notice the footsteps at the door, the bright-headed old man slightly raised his eyelids, squinted at the stack of papers held by Professor Fefferman's hand, then retracted his gaze and said with no undulation.

"I guess you have the preprint of that guy hanging on arxiv."

"Looks like you've already seen it," Professor Fefferman made a helpless expression and left the printed paper just aside. "I didn't expect your news to be so well informed."

"Anyway, I will still accept some new things. At least I used Internet-like things 20 years ago ..." Pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, Professor Deligne moved his eyes from the draft paper on the table. Kai, "You came to me just for this?"

"What is this?" Professor Fefferman made an incredible expression and joked with a funny tone. "Have you not heard of the legend? If anyone proves Riemann's conjecture, Whoever will become immortal-not only in the abstract sense, but in the actual sense. "

This legend comes from a long, long time ago, probably around the end of the 19th century. French mathematician hadamard and Belgian mathematician poussin respectively made their first substantial progress since the Riemann conjecture was put forward for more than three decades. Individuals lived to the age of 98 and 96 respectively.

It is quite amazing to be able to live to an age of nearly 100 years in an age when medical conditions are not abundant. Therefore, there is also a saying that has been circulating for a long time, that is, who can prove the Riemann conjecture, who can be immortal in the physical sense.

Of course, this is just a joke, and it has been ridiculed for almost a century.

Hearing this old joke, Deligne snorted twice and glanced at the corner of his mouth.

"... these are the old stalks hundreds of years ago, and some people still believe them now. It proves that the contribution of bohr and landa of the bohr-landau theorem is much greater than that of hadamard. If I remember correctly two people in their sixties He died. "

"Well, it seems that God won't take care of everyone," Professor Fefferman smiled gently and shrugged his shoulders and continued. "Apart from these weird legends, you don't think his thesis. Is it interesting? "

Professor Deligne: "I declined to comment until a formal proof paper was published."

Professor Fefferman smiled and said, "I'm not asking if you are optimistic about him, I'm just a bit curious about the point he made in his thesis to solve the Riemann zeta function from the π (x) function. I tried Researched according to his thinking, but did not find any interesting clues ... I am curious, how do you think he will solve this method? "

Professor Fefferman: "What do you think he will do?"

Professor Deligne glanced at him: "You and he have cooperated on the ns equation ~ www.readwn.com ~ don't you know him yet?"

Professor Fefferman made a helpless expression: "In fact, I know very little about him, and he is used to being alone in life and work."

After hearing this, Professor Deligne groaned for a moment.

About five minutes into his memory, he said slowly.

"Riemann's conjecture is not the kind of problem that can be solved by finding the direction. In fact, I can say at least ten research ideas that may solve this problem, but so far no one research idea really gives me hope. Π (X) Function is a relatively new idea, but it can only be said to be 90% new. You know, no one has tried it before. "

Professor Fefferman nodded.

He really wasn't the first time he heard someone try this direction, and even downstairs the cafeteria, he exchanged similar ideas with others.

"He is a scholar who is good at using tools, but also a scholar who is good at creating tools. No matter whether he can gain from the π (x) function, I believe he will definitely find a suitable tool for us to solve this problem. problem."

Professor Fefferman: "Group Construction?"

"Not necessarily," Professor Deligne showed a rare smile on his face. "No matter how, this is also a problem that has plagued the mathematics community for a century and a half, maybe he will tailor a new method for it, and this The method will help us better understand and use the Riemann zeta function. "

After a pause, he continued.

"Next year's International Congress of Mathematicians, it looks like we can look forward to it."

Professor Fefferman shrugged and said, "He won't necessarily come."

Deligne shook his head.

"Trust me, he will come."