Chapter 1030 Sixty Minutes Is Enough

Just like the mathematical world that has been boiling because of the Riemann conjecture, the Klinthia Hotel, where the IMU conference is being held, seems to be a microcosm of the entire mathematical world, where people can be heard talking about this matter everywhere.

Originally, this IMU conference was also stained with a heavy haze due to a sudden change, but in the face of Riemann's conjecture of this century's problems, no matter how huge the haze, it seems to be insignificant...

"Have you heard? Riemann's conjecture has been proved!"

"Really or not? It won't be an Oolong like last time, will it? This is the first person who claims to have proved Riemann's conjecture."

"I can only tell you that it is about two digits, maybe three digits... but this time is different! The author of the paper is Professor Lu! It is said that it was received by Ms. Vera Puyuyi's 45-minute report. Inspired by , he finally completed the final step of the proof! The paper was already posted by him on Arxiv yesterday... God, you haven't heard of the whole discussion of mathematical interpretation now?"

"I can't believe it! Riemann's conjecture... You said that if he proves it, will the International Union of Mathematicians make an exception and award him two Fields Medals?"

"There is no doubt that the Riemann conjecture is worthy of such glory...but what's the point of doing so? If he really proves the Riemann conjecture, why don't we just set up a separate award in his name?"

"I heard that the afternoon is his 60-minute report meeting... It turns out that it is no wonder that he will arrange his report at the last session of the IMU conference."

"Do you think he will temporarily change the content of the report?"

"I don't know! But I can be sure that if I miss this report, it will be a loss for my life!"

There was a lot of discussion in the hotel.

Whether it's a coffee shop, restaurant, or executive lounge, discussions about this matter happen wherever there are people.

At present, no one in the academic circle has expressed their position on the content of this paper, and most people have not even finished the paper.

Therefore, for those who are concerned about the progress of this matter, but have no ability to nibble on the paper, the importance of the 60-minute lecture in the afternoon is particularly prominent.

Regardless of whether Lu Zhou will temporarily change the content of the report, it is certain that since he chooses to release the paper at this time, he will not say nothing about that paper...

On the other side, the hotel cafe.

Through the layers of relationships in the Chinese mathematics community, it took a lot of effort to finally contact Lu Zhou's students - Qin Yue, who teaches at Princeton, and Academician Wang Shicheng, who asked him to meet at the coffee shop, said anxiously.

"Have you met Professor Lu? I searched for a long time and couldn't find him, and I couldn't find his room number. Do you know where he is now?"

If it wasn't for such an accident, Wang Shicheng wouldn't want to see the guy he hated.

However, now, not for himself, but for the future of Chinese mathematics, he has to meet that person no matter what.

Looking at the eager academician Wang Shicheng, Qin Yue hesitated slightly and said.

"No...but I think, he should be in the hospital."

Wang Shicheng was stunned, obviously not expecting such an answer.

"Hospital?"

Qin Yue nodded and said, "well, Miss Vera Puyuyi is his most proud student."

"He's actually in the hospital at such an important moment..." Wang Shicheng paced back and forth, stomped his feet after turning around a few times, and finally sighed heavily, shook his head and said, "Hey! Forget it, it's probably too late now in the past. , the afternoon report session is about to start."

Looking at the old gentleman with a puzzled face, Qin Yue pushed down his glasses and said.

"...Are you looking for him?"

Academician Wang Shicheng widened his eyes and said, "This is related to the future of our Chinese mathematics community, can this be okay? Now the whole world is paying attention to this matter, anyway we have to ask, what percentage of him is there? Take it."

Qin Yue thought about it and said, "if you're worried about this I don't think it's necessary."

Wang Shicheng was stunned for a moment and said, "...What do you mean?"

Qin Yue continued to say in a serious tone: "If the professor is not 100% sure, he will not release an academic achievement that is obviously controversial."

"So, if you ask him how sure he is, it's not necessary at all."

"For him, there must be a 100% certainty that the preprint will be hung on Arxiv."

...

It wasn't just inside the hotel that was buzzing.

The door of the Klinthia Hotel is now crowded with broadcast vehicles of major media.

While mathematics is a distant topic to the public, the Riemann conjecture is different.

The passage of time, the legends surrounding it, and the huge prize of one million dollars, all give it a very different meaning from ordinary mathematical problems.

Just like Professor Wiles, who first appeared in Time magazine.

If anyone really succeeds in proving the Riemann conjecture, there is no doubt that his photo will not only be on the cover of Time Magazine, but will also become the most outstanding mathematician of this century - and none.

Even though the 21st century has only just passed a fifth.

Journalists with long guns and short cannons tried to flood into the hotel, but were unfortunately blocked by the burly man standing at the door.

"We are BBC reporters, this is my press pass, please let us in!"

"This is the Federal Security Service. We have been ordered that no one can enter except for scholars who have received invitations from the conference. If you want to enter, please contact the organizing committee of the conference to get admission."

"We will contact the Organizing Committee of the conference later. In fact, my assistant is already doing this. Please do it well, let's go first, and now the whole world is waiting for the results of whether the Riemann conjecture has been proved. ."

This sentence obviously did not impress the security guard standing at the door. The burly and tall Russian just threw an inhumane rejection.

"It's none of our business."

In addition to reporters who blocked the door, there were also scholars who had traveled thousands of miles by plane.

In fact, this IMU conference is coming to an end soon. As soon as the closing ceremony is over tomorrow, the venue for the next conference will be announced. Will scholars from all over the world go back to their respective homes? It is obviously too late to come to the IMU conference.

However, these scholars were not originally for the IMU conference.

Compared to the insignificant closing ceremony tomorrow, the upcoming 60-minute report meeting is what they really care about...

Dragging his suitcase to the door of the hotel, Professor Tao Zhexuan, who finally squeezed in from the crowd, quickly passed the security check and walked into the hotel while sorting his crooked collar.

Although he didn't sign up for this IMU conference, a scholar as knowledgeable and popular as him would have no problem saying hello to the organizing committee of the conference and getting an empty room.

However, it was fortunate that he started early. When he sent the email to Professor Holden, it was said that there were only two vacant rooms left after two days.

And just the day before that paper was posted on Arxiv, that is, yesterday, the number was still double digits...

Just passing by the lobby of the hotel, seeing Professor Tao walking in from the door, Professor Fefferman's face immediately showed a surprised expression.

"You actually came?"

From Los Angeles to St. Petersburg, it's not that close.

In a natural tone, Tao Zhexuan smiled and said, "Of course, how could I miss this kind of thing."

After calming down and looking at the computer bag in his hand, Professor Fefferman continued: "I guess you have read the paper on the plane. You should study more than me in number theory. I'm curious...how did you read that paper?"

Tao Zhexuan shook his head and said, "There are a few doubtful points, I don't really understand the core argument, the time is too short, the flight is only a dozen hours, and I have to adjust the time difference... This damn time difference , so that I just want to doze off now, and I hope I won't fall asleep for a while."

Professor Fefferman said with a smile: "Professor Lu's speech can make you fall asleep?"

Slightly stunned, Tao Zhexuan then smiled and touched the back of his head.

"makes sense."

If one could fall asleep at this crucial moment that determines the future of mathematics...

Needless to say, he himself had to admire his nerves.

After a few words with Professor Fefferman, when Professor Tao was about to go to the front desk to check in, he suddenly caught a glimpse of an unexpected figure from the corner of the lobby.

I saw the middle-aged man with a beard and sparse hair, even draped in a funny way, explaining something to the hotel staff. Perhaps it was because his maverick appearance was really out of tune with the atmosphere here, and the security guards next to him frequently cast vigilant glances at him.

Noticing the surprised expression on Professor Tao's face, Professor Fefferman asked curiously.

"What's wrong?"

"...Nothing, just a little surprise."

After calming down, Tao Zhexuan withdrew his gaze from there, looked at Professor Fefferman and said with a smile.

"Sure enough, our Professor Lu is still attractive."

"I didn't expect that person to come."

...

The report will start in an hour.

Lu Zhou, who came back from the hospital, locked himself in the room.

Now the entire Klinthia Hotel is shrouded in a huge aura.

Almost the world's top scholars have set their sights on the IMU conference being held in St. Petersburg, either people are already standing on the scene, or they are on their way...

And it's not just industry insiders.

The discussion about that paper has long since spread from Mathoverflow, an academic forum for industry insiders, to Twitter, Facebook, and Bib, which are social platforms for the general public.

Whether it is a serious discussion or a joke with an entertaining spirit, there is no doubt that the whole world is now paying attention to this matter and whether the proposition of this century has been answered.

If it is an ordinary person, in the face of this huge pressure, it is quite difficult to maintain normal breathing and heart rate, and adjust the mentality when taking the stage.

But for Lu Zhou, who is used to seeing big scenes, it feels like that.

Perhaps for the mathematical community, whether the Riemann conjecture is proved may still be controversial, and it will take time for the entire academic community to accept his paper.

But for Lu Zhou himself...

Since even the systems from the future or higher civilizations have already determined that his proof is logical and self-consistent, he is not particularly concerned about whether others can understand his process.

Besides, there is one more important thing waiting for him to do.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, and overlooking the media OB van downstairs filled with the hotel entrance, Lu Zhou took out his mobile phone and called Chen Yushan, who was far away in China.

"Hello? What's the matter, I suddenly thought of calling me."

Lu Zhou thought about it and said, "How much is my deposit?"

Hearing this sentence, Chen Yushan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a headache on her forehead.

"...How do I know that your deposit is in your account? However, if you are asking about the funds in the company's account, I can ask the accountant to make a copy-"

"Can you get one hundred million?"

"...I suspect you're teasing me," Chen Yushan said speechlessly, "I'm afraid it's a little troublesome to say that one billion in liquidity, but if you can't come up with one hundred million...you'll leave me alone."

When he heard this sentence, Lu Zhou subconsciously said: "...Then how can it be done."

He doesn't run a company.

A lot of things can become troublesome without the help of a trusted person.

Hearing Lu Zhou's subconscious reaction, Chen Yushan's mouth twitched upwards, leaning on the office chair in a good mood and said.

"Come on, I guess you have something to bother me with. I'm also curious, what is it that costs so much money all of a sudden."

"...It's not that you have to spend so much money all at once. But it's really troublesome."

It took about five minutes for Lu Zhou to explain the thoughts in his heart.

After listening to what Lu Zhou said on the phone, Chen Yushan took a while to digest the huge amount of information.

"I probably understand what you mean... That student is very important to you."

Lu Zhou: "Well, this method may sound crazy, but it may be the only way to save her."

After a while of silence, Chen Yushan said with a sigh.

"I understand, I will do as you say. As for whether it will succeed..."

Lu Zhou: "Don't worry, I have technical matters."

After finishing the call, Lu Zhou made several more calls, some to the acquaintances of Shangjing 301 Hospital, and some to the Institute for Advanced Study.

I explained the situation as succinctly as possible. Just when Lu Zhou hung up the last call, there was a knock on the door.

He walked up to the door and opened the door, only to see the young man who took him to the No. 7 lecture hall a few days ago, standing at the door with a reserved face, looking at him and said respectfully

"Respect Professor Lu Zhou, Professor Holden asked me to inform you that your report will start in thirty minutes. If you are ready, I suggest you go at least fifteen minutes earlier."

Looking at the time, Lu Zhou thought that it was almost time to pass, so he nodded.

"I see."

"Since it's about to start, let's go now."

The sooner this matter is resolved, the sooner you can hit the road.

Sixty-minute presentation.

I believe it should be enough.