Chapter 1035 How Do You Know He Must Be Yours?

Although these restless mathematicians, when choosing a place to hold a "party", usually choose some tourist destinations with pleasant scenery or rich cultural heritage-in short, they are more fun places, but it is undeniable that, Like this large-scale international academic conference, the mathematical strength of a region, or to put it bluntly, its influence and voice in the industry, is also one of the factors considered.

After all, everyone wants to hold such a grand event at their doorstep. This is not only a matter of face, but also brings a lot of convenience.

However, it is not an easy task to make scholars all over the world sell you this favor.

This is not only an examination of academic influence, but also a test of academic connections.

In 2002, Shangjing was able to host the International Congress of Mathematicians, thanks to the help of Mr. Chen Shiingshen, and this was the first time that the International Congress of Mathematicians was held in a developing country.

It can be said that it was the International Conference of Mathematicians that opened a door to the relatively closed domestic mathematics community, allowing mathematicians in Huaguo to hand over their business cards to the international academic stage.

When they heard that the next session would be held in China, almost all the scholars who were from or were born in the mainland at the venue felt a fire of excitement in their hearts.

The pouring applause accompanied by irrepressible cheers resounded throughout the venue. Many scholars from other countries sitting next to the Chinese scholars were taken aback by the enthusiasm.

Sitting in the venue and clapping, Academician Wang Shicheng concealed the excitement in his eyes, and suddenly fell down with a clatter.

Before the closing ceremony started, he was still full of mixed emotions. He hoped that the next International Union of Mathematicians would choose Huaguo as the venue, but he was a little worried that the venue would eventually be held in Jinling.

Although his worries were not enough to affect the votes of the International Union of Mathematicians, and the next venue was set in Jinling City without any suspense, but for some reason, he was in this venue, and suddenly Then came the idea of ​​"even if it is so, it doesn't matter".

Sitting not far away, Xu Chenyang patted his thigh excitedly, wanting to stand up, but worried about affecting the people behind, he hesitated repeatedly, and finally sat back.

Zhang Wei also clenched his fists, staring at the stage with excitement that couldn't be concealed.

What excited him was not only that Jinling was chosen as the venue for the next International Congress of Mathematicians, but also that he saw a trend in the dark, a trend that a shining new star was rising.

Seriously speaking, this is not the first time that Jinling has held a mathematics event of this scale.

Beginning with the report meeting on the Millennium Problem of the Yang-Mills Equation, this city, which is far away from the sight of the international mathematics community, has unknowingly become the focus of the international mathematics community.

Even in the domestic mathematics circles, Jinling University, which is still at the edge, has accumulated so much experience in holding international mathematics conferences without knowing it, and has become an international mathematics conference in the blink of an eye. The top universities with the closest exchanges.

It can be said that what Jinling University has now is exactly what both the Yan University School and the Aurora School dream of.

All of this can be done with the strength of only one person, and a feat that a school of thought cannot complete in decades.

This is really scary...

Looking enviously at the Chinese scholars who were so excited to stand up, a Korean-American scholar sitting not far away, and a British-American companion next to him complained in a low voice.

"Why can a developing country host it twice? I suspect there must be an inside story behind this vote."

The British scholar sitting next to him was stunned subconsciously, and then said with a strange expression.

"...Do you still believe that they are developing countries?"

Rumors, it is said to be rumors that East Asia Electric Power is negotiating with Korea Electric Power Corporation on joining the cross-regional power grid. If it goes well, it may not be long before the high-voltage power lines from Huaguo will cross Changbai Mountain and enter the Koryo Peninsula.

Developing countries with controllable fusion technology, developing countries that can repair power grids to developed countries and export them crazily...

No matter how much the word "developing country" is emphasized, I am afraid that only the Chinese themselves believe it.

The conversation between the two happened to be overheard by Yang Yongan, who was in high spirits, raised his chin towards the gloomy Korean scholar, and said happily.

"No reason, just because we have Professor Lu, what do you have, do you have a Fields Award?"

This sentence was impeccable, and it immediately hit the man's sore spot.

Not to mention that there is no Fields Medal. Compared with Japan, which has already occupied a place in the international mathematics circle, and the rising Huaguo, the Korean mathematics circle is almost a shame for developed countries, so that it will make people People can't help asking funny questions like "Are there really mathematicians in Korea except in TV dramas?"

Being poked at the sore spot, the Korean scholar gritted his teeth angrily and clenched his fists.

Maybe he was irritated by Yang Yongan's stinky fart, and he immediately choked back in anger, "How do you know that he must belong to you? We also have the surname Lu!"

Yang Yongan: "...?"

Wang Shicheng: "?"

Zhang Wei: "??"

Qin Yue: "???"

...

With the end of the closing ceremony, the International Congress of Mathematicians finally came to an end.

The news that the next International Congress of Mathematicians will be held in Jinling soon spread across the world along the network cable, spreading throughout the north and south of Huaguo, as well as the WeChat and penguin groups of various colleges and universities.

For laymen, it may not have much impact, but for those who are here, the excitement when they hear this news is no less than when they heard that Beijing's Olympic bid was successful many years ago.

A new force is rising on the stage of the international mathematics community. After World War II, the center of the world mathematics community moved to North America, and is shifting towards the Western Pacific.

Tonight, many people are destined to stay up all night for this exciting news...

On the flight from St. Petersburg to Beijing.

Lu Zhou, who was leaning on the seat, couldn't help but yawned.

Unlike those compatriots who stayed up all night because of the fall of the IMU conference in 2026, he who is still flying in the sky at the moment does not know what happened at the closing ceremony thousands of kilometers away. Not great just because of jet lag and some other reasons.

Get off the plane.

On the way to leave the airport through a special passage, Lu Zhou went to the bathroom along the way, took out a tube of energy potion from the system space and drank it.

After rubbing the brows that gradually eased, Lu Zhou felt that his spirit had recovered a little. He stuffed the empty bottle back into his pocket, and then washed his face next to the sink with water with his hands.

There are not many potions left, and now the task completion cycle is getting longer and longer, and the chances of drawing prizes are getting less and less, it is better to save some.

After washing his face, just as Lu Zhou was about to leave the bathroom, his father's call suddenly came to his mobile phone.

After pressing the connect button, Lu Zhou put the phone to his ear, and said as he walked out of the bathroom.

"Hey, Dad, what's up?"

"It's nothing, I just saw you on the international news with your mother... Why did you go to Russia? You didn't call and tell your family."

Although Dad can't snatch the remote control to watch the news every day, but it just so happens that his own news is being broadcast these few days. As long as he is tuned to the news station, it will be difficult for him not to watch it.

Hearing his father's complaining voice, Lu Zhou made a helpless expression.

In fact, he was really helpless.

It’s not that he didn’t call home on purpose, it’s just that before he went to St. Petersburg, he was so busy cooperating with the drill and preparing for the 60-minute report meeting that he wished he could split himself in half. It is normal to forget to call home.

"I'm only going for a week, and there's still a meeting, so there's nothing to say."

"There's nothing to say about it! You won such a big... what kind of high award, and you won't tell your parents."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou really wanted to say that this thing is actually just so-so, and it is still a lot worse than the gold content of the Fields Award.

However, he also understood that what his father was complaining about was not that he didn't take home those medals with foreign names, but that he didn't even call home.

Lu Zhou, who thought he was wrong, sighed, and did not argue, and followed his father's words.

"Okay, I'll remember next time."

Sure enough, this trick really worked for the old man, and Lao Lu forgot about it in a few words, and started talking about other things.

"By the way, I heard from Lao Wu in the unit that vodka is abundant in Russia, remember to bring some for me when I come back, so I can taste it."

Lu Zhouhan said: "...that thing can be bought in the supermarket, right?"

Lao Lu: "It's not the same! How can the one bought in the place of origin be the same as the one bought in the supermarket?"

Lu Zhou: "..."

Isn't it just the taste of alcohol mixed with water, it tastes like chili water when you drink it, can it make any difference?

Sighing, Lu Zhou continued.

"I just got off the plane here, and I have already returned to my country...how about I go back to the duty-free shop to help you go shopping."

Lao Lu: "Ah? I just saw you in the news, and you're already back? Forget it, forget it when you come back, you can go to the duty-free shop and bring it to me. I might as well go to the supermarket to buy it myself. I will have it later. Let’s talk about it again.”

Lu Zhou: "Well..."

Old Lu: "By the way, I just wanted to ask, is there something on your mind?"

Hearing his father's words, Lu Zhou froze for a moment, and said after a moment of silence.

"...No, don't worry about me."

There was a nasal snort from the other end of the phone, and Lao Lu continued: "I'm not worried about you, you boy is already much better than your father and me, and if you can't solve the problem, I'm afraid you can read it to me. Not necessarily understandable."

Lu Zhou smiled embarrassedly.

Although a little proud, he still said modestly.

"You can't say that, academics are academics, this is my job after all, if you compare fishing with me—"

"Okay, I'll tell you the business."

The voice of the old man on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, and then continued with a serious tone.

"Whether you like it or not, Dad has to tell you this sentence. There is no perfect person in this world, and there is no absolutely correct choice. Great mathematicians also peed their pants when they were young, and they also missed addition and subtraction— —”

"Hey! Dad, let's talk about it carefully. What kind of examples are you talking about?"

Upon hearing these words, Lu Zhou was immediately choked to death by Lei's scorched exterior and tender interior.

It's so good that the hands-free is not turned on, otherwise it will be a big loss!

However, Lao Lu didn't seem to care about him so much, and continued on the other end of the phone.

"...I just want to tell you that no matter what choice you make, other people's evaluations are not important, even whether it is good or bad. It’s enough to regret it.”

"As for the rest, what does it matter to you?"

After the words fell, the phone was quiet for a while.

After being silent for about half a minute, Lu Zhou suddenly smiled.

"Well, I see."

"It's good that you have an idea in your heart," nodded with relief, and Lao Lu suddenly changed the subject and continued, "...By the way, that Riemann conjecture was really proved by you?"

Lu Zhou froze for a moment and said, "Even you know?"

Old Lu: "I heard people say that Academician Lu—that is, after you solve the Riemann conjecture, the password of the bank card is not safe! I am discussing with your mother whether to withdraw the money from the bank. Speaking of which, you seem to have a lot of money on your card, why don't you withdraw half of it first."

Lu Zhou: "...I'm afraid it will be a bit troublesome to take half of it out."

MMP!

The next time he gets caught, who spread the word, he promises not to beat him to death!

It won't work if anyone stops it!