Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

However, the air is still quiet for a few seconds.

The expression was slightly awkward, Qiu old mister immediately laughed heartily two times, forcibly broke the awkward atmosphere, extended the right hand and touched the nose, making a confused expression.

“I almost forgot this! You haven’t been the young man who was a fledgling man.”

Lu Zhou smiled nodded and said politely: “It is my pleasure to let you feel that I have grown up. It shows that the time of these five or six years, I have not lost it.”

“More than just growing up, my brain’s reaction speed can’t keep up with the rhythm of your growth,” gently sighed, Qiu old mister seems to be caught in the memories of the past, the expression is slightly emotional.

After a few seconds, he opened the topic, laughed. “Say, how do you think about going to Shuimu University?”

“You may not believe it when you say it, I just happened to pass by.”

After two or three sentences, Lu Zhou gave the invitation of Academician Wang Shicheng to Qiu Lao mister. After listening to his narrative, the old man pushed the reading glasses on his nose, frowns, and his expression was a little unpleasant.

“Wang Shicheng, the old thing… Don’t look at his superficial and good-looking purpose, don’t know what bad water is in his stomach. If you say something, don’t believe a word, this Messy Old Man is very bad, I suggest you guard against it!”

Looking at Qiu Lao’s face with a look of resentment, Lu Zhou also had a don’t know whether to cry or laugh.

“I just went to Yanda and turned around. What can he do to me?”

Qiu Chengtong still does not worry about warned repeated: “There is no good heart for the old thing anyway! It is nothing to go to Yanda. In short, you should pay attention to it, don’t be pitted by the old thing.”

“……Yes Yes Yes.”

Academician Wang Shicheng and himself have no resentment after all. Lu Zhou is not very eager to get involved in the grudges between the older generation of Scholars, so he has to say a few words to bring this topic to the past.

After a few words of chilling, I didn’t go with Qiu’s mister. He turned and walked to the West Gate of Shuimu University, and walked all the way to the direction of Yanda East Gate.

……

Yanda East Gate.

A young teacher in a suit is standing around and looking around.

When he saw Lu Zhou, the young teacher recognized him from the crowd at a glance, and smiled and greeted him.

“You are a fellow academician, hello! I listened to the academician Wang saying that you are coming, I am waiting here.”

Looking at the passionate young teacher, Lu Zhou smiled nodded.

“I took a trip around Shuimu University and kept you waiting.”

“Where, you are the world’s big scholar, even if I wait here until tomorrow, it doesn’t matter,” the young Professor smiled and extended his right hand. “Yang Yongan, Mathematics Department Professor, in his early thirties, maybe Your 1st year point is very unknown and it is still unknown.”

“Yang Professor is modest. In his thirties, he can become a professor of Yanda. It is not an unknown person.” Holding the hand of the Yang Professor, Luo Zhou continued, “Wang Academician?”

“The Academician Wang is at the Yantian mathematics Center. Because the IMO National Team is temporarily unable to open the door, I hope that the Academician can understand.”

IMO contest?

It’s time to say it.

“Nothing, I can understand,” Lu Zhou smiled and nodded, indicating that the Yang Professor didn’t care, after paused continued, “I happen to go to the mathematics center and take me in the past.”

Yang Yongan made a gesture of asking.

“this way please.”

The changes in Shanghai over the past few years have been quite large. There are more and more new energy vehicles on the road. The buildings on both sides of the road are getting higher and higher. There are more and more foreign friends who speak different languages, but only two places are a little. There is no change, and it still retains its original appearance.

The first is the historical buildings of Shanghai, and the second is the top universities in Shangjing.

It is the top university of World civilization. It has just set foot on the tree-lined path near the teaching building. The strong academic atmosphere is assaults the senses. The bricks and tiles on the foot are full of history and culture. It is one of the most suitable places for academic research in China.

In fact, for Lu Zhou, whether it is Yanda or Shuimu’s campus, it is not very strange.

When he used to live in a sanatorium on the edge of Yuanmingyuan, he often came here for a walk. It was just because of various inconveniences that he had never been to Yanda’s international mathematics research center.

It is said that it is a mathematics center located in the courtyard. The highest building is 3-Layer, the most common one is the square box.

Although the facility looked like it was old, it was said to have been intentional. It is only in the purest environment that this humanity’s most primitive brain work can be carried out, and the scientific research closest to the essence of the universe is the original idea of ​​the founder of this mathematics research center.

Of course, in the cosmopolitan metropolis of Shangjing, living in such a spacious courtyard house, for those of the mathematics, it must be one of the things that the peers are envious of.

When Lu Zhou first entered the compound, he saw a young man in the yard who looked down and had glasses on his nose. He was sitting on a small bench and sitting in front of a blackboard next to the big banyan tree. He held half a piece of chalk in his hand. I meditate on the calculations filled with blackboards.

The gray coat has been washed a little, and the hair looks like it has not been washed for some days. It is simply combed into a three-seven-open look. The long Liu Hai is languidly pulled on the frame.

Interestedly moved toward the young man who looked like a behavioral artist, Lu Zhou curiously asked.

“What is that?”

I don’t know why, when Lu Zhou fell on the geek, Yang Yong’an’s expression was a little subtle.

It’s like being seen as a ugly thing.

“You don’t care, this guy… the spirit is a bit abnormal.”

Is the spirit abnormal?

Lu Zhou is even more curious.

According to his experience at Princeton, many of the best people in mathematics are mostly in some areas, so they can always see all kinds of weirdos. For example, the former editor of a mathematics annual magazine never allowed anyone to sit in the office and talk to him. For example, one of his students liked minty coffee, and another example, the rocky library, the old man who never wakes up… …

Like the ones in their own mathematics, the rumors are impeccable, and the behavior is no different from ordinary people, but it is a minority.

“Why do you say that?”

“You know, like ours, there are usually some assessment indicators. For example, how many districts and districts are sent in one year, or submissions at top conferences… but some people always like mavericks. And when others kindly remind him that you may go down because you can’t pass the assessment, you are still watching with a fool-like look.” Yang Yongan shrugged, “I want to change to anyone who will not be him.” Produce a good feeling.”

Lu Zhou asked: “So what did he study?”

Moved towards the direction of the man, Yang Yongan said with a slight irony, “If there is, he will not be so miserable.”

Out of curiosity, Lu Zhou ignored the dissuasion of Yang Professor and stepped forward to glance.

But this time, his eyebrows suddenly picked it up.

“…Superelliptic curve analysis?”

Hearing this sentence, the youth who looked at the artist like a behavior finally reacted.

I saw him turning his head and pushing the glasses on the bridge of the nose, saying in some woody voice.

“You can understand?”

Upon hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou had not had time to say anything, but Yang Yongan standing next to him almost didn’t laugh out loud.

“Brother dei, you are stupid, you carefully look at who this is.”

Staring at Lu Zhou for a moment, the young man still looked blank.

“who is it?”

Yang Professor eyebrow raised, is about to reprimand him, but it was stopped by Lu Zhou.

I didn’t really care about the unimportant little things that I didn’t recognize. Lu Zhou stared at the blackboard and looked at it with interest.

“You are very interested in the use of hyperelliptic curve analysis. Generally speaking, everyone will not use it.”

The young man pushed the glasses and continued to look at the blackboard.

“After all, I didn’t study GFB Riemann’s Conjecture… This method was originally designed for GFB Riemann’s Conjecture.”

“I think so too,” Lu Zhou nodded, thinking for a moment, continued to say, “According to your definition of non-singular projective complex algebra… If I didn’t guess wrong, what about your research is Hodge’s conjecture?”