Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Chapter 860: I have a question!

The entrance to the auditorium.

Attendees have basically entered.

Standing next to the temporary ticket gate, the staff member in the black suit looked at his watch and saw that it was almost time, so he gestured to a colleague next to him to take away the security equipment.

Just then, the tree-lined path not far away suddenly hummed and came over two men in formal attire.

He hurriedly took out two admission tickets from his arms. Wang Zhengfei, who was not too old, gasped for two breaths on his knees and smiled apologetically at the staff member standing at the door.

"... Hi, this is our admission ticket."

I don't know if he didn't see his identity, or if he saw it but didn't care, the staff member glanced at the ticket in his hand and said blankly.

"You are late."

Wang Zhengfei made an apologetic expression, without a slight gesture, said sincerely.

"I'm really sorry! The traffic from the airport to here has been delayed for a while due to traffic jams. I have been looking forward to this report for a long time. Please trouble this elder brother and let me in."

The man at the door didn't say anything, just glanced at him slightly, exchanged sight with his companion on the other side, took out the staples and pressed on his ticket, then he Make a call in gesture.

Wang Zhengfei smiled, thanked and nodded, then quickly winked at the secretary next to him, and hurriedly entered the auditorium.

"... Boss, what are we doing with a wasted gatekeeper?"

Thinking of the previous doorkeeper's attitude, the secretary behind the boss still had a look of indignation on his face.

After hearing this sentence, Wang Zhengfei grinned.

"Strange?"

The secretary hesitated slightly, but nodded quickly.

Wang Zhengfei smiled slightly and pointed in the direction of the door.

"The ones standing at the door are either the general staff or the national security."

...

The report will begin in a few minutes.

After finding the seat corresponding to the ticket in the back row, Wang Zhengfei felt an unusual feeling from the atmosphere of the venue.

I have to say that Professor Lu is indeed the world's top scholar.

In terms of the scale of the conference and the enthusiastic atmosphere, it is not like an academic report, but a symphony concert that attracts worldwide attention.

And what he played was the opening of an era.

Wang Zhengfei didn't know he was a layman, why at this moment, he was also following the heartbeat, his blood was stretched, and his palms were exuding sweat. He didn't understand what kind of magic is filled with those inexplicable characters. A lot of people put their eyes on ...

"He is really only in his twenties?"

Hearing the boss's question suddenly, the secretary sitting next to him hesitated, then nodded.

"The information is yes ..."

Wang Zhengfei nodded and said nothing.

After a while, his chin pointed forward.

"Yes, do you understand the above?"

Looking at the secretary's blank expression, Wang Zhengfei knew it, and looked back.

"Forget it, when I didn't ask."

...

The report officially begins!

In the original auditorium, there was an instant rush of horses.

Like the birds and phoenixes, a pair of eyes focused on the podium, focusing on the not-so-high figure.

Slowly stepped on the stage, Lu Zhou looked around the venue, then looked back at the curtain hanging on the wall, and slowly said.

"I believe everyone has already read my paper."

"The main purpose of this briefing is to answer a lot of questions about the proof of quasi-Riemann conjecture."

"Of course, following the process, I will go through some key points quickly."

"I may repeat quickly. It will take about 20 minutes. I hope you pay attention."

Having said that, Lu Zhou turned around and walked to the whiteboard closest to him, picked up a marker and wrote the first line of the report, which was also the most core line of calculation.

[Ζ (s) = 2 ^ s · π ^ (s-1) sin (πs / 2) Γ (1-s) ζ (1-s) ......]

It is also the moment when this line of formula appears on the whiteboard.

In the crowd sitting under the stage, two people invariably contracted their pupils slightly.

"Somewhat interesting," touching the chin and staring excitedly at the line of calculations on the whiteboard, Tao Zhexuan sitting in the front row said to himself, "The direct introduction of the Γ function here ... is to directly construct its analytical continuity If so, he might have reduced the length of the proof by two pages. "

Sitting next to Professor Tao, the expressionless Professor Faltings glanced down the corner of his mouth.

"How can that be? The core argument is wrong. Even playing tricks and tricks of the engraving worms, even if they are so amazing, they cannot change the fact that this is a failed proof.

Tao Zhexuan: "Not necessarily."

Faltins glanced at him: "Oh?"

"In the beginning, as I thought, on page 27, it was problematic to use the same coherence method on the 3rd line position to push out the 11th type," said here. Tao Zhexuan paused for a moment and continued. "But now, I really want to understand him a bit. "

Faltins glanced at him, but said nothing, and looked away calmly.

What is said at this time is superfluous.

It's enough to look at it quietly.

The formulas on the white board are like a series of flowing notes, dancing rhythmically under the brush strokes. This briefing, which focused on the attention of thousands of people, was slowly in this weird silence. Keep going.

Standing on the podium.

Stand in front of the whiteboard.

Lu Zhou, holding a marker in his hand, has completely forgotten the outside world and his own position, but has only devoted himself to describing the puzzle in his mind in this world.

The minute hand hung on the wall, unknowingly passed fifteen dots ~ www.readwn.com ~ stopped the marker in his hand, Lu Zhou took a deep breath and stepped back two steps.

The proof is over.

For him, who had already won the mountain a month ago, there was nothing difficult in itself.

However, the really difficult place was waiting behind him.

In this issue related to the foundation of the entire mathematical mansion, presumably Mr. Faltins will not release any water at all.

And the moment he turned around, the real duel must have begun.

However, at this moment, Lu Zhou didn't have much thought in his heart.

It was full of expectations.

His opponent was the first person under the "March Pope", known as the man closest to Grothendieck. The field he is challenging is exactly the Riemann conjecture he is most familiar with, and the methods and mathematical tools he uses are originated from the EGA, the Bible of Algebraic Geometry, which he is most familiar with.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Zhou lowered the marker in his hand.

Turning around, he turned to the silent lecture hall and said in a calm voice.

"That's the basic situation."

"Next, enter the questioning session."

Almost at the moment the voice fell.

It almost confirmed Lu Zhou's expectations.

A skinny right hand, trembling, but slowly and vigorously held up.

Although there is not much power in holding one hand, in this quiet auditorium, it is as dazzling as a torch.

Facing everyone's eyes, Professor Faltings took off the dome cap that remained on his head and stood up expressionlessly.

"I have a question!"

"With regard to this step on page 17, line 11, the rapporteur is also requested to give a detailed explanation."

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