Chapter 1091 Crazy Idea
On the outskirts of St. Petersburg, on the banks of the Fontanka Canal.
An old man in a black windbreaker sat on a bench by the side of the road, glanced at his watch, as if waiting for something.
At this time, two young men wearing baseball caps, about seventeen or eighteen years old, walked past him while shooting basketball, and seemed to be discussing something happily.
"Have you heard? The virtual reality system is closed and tested!"
"I've heard about it a long time ago. It's in Jinling, right? Damn it! I really want to go."
"Don't think about it, our little transparent people with no fans and no topics have no chance. I don't believe that they have no default qualifications. Speaking of which, have you watched the live broadcast of James the God of Spray? He said in the live broadcast on YouTube before If the virtual reality technology of Xingkong Technology is really the same as that in SAO, he will eat the keyboard."
"Haha, what happened?"
"I don't know, but I heard someone say that after he returned from Huaguo, he ordered a chocolate keyboard from a cake shop."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
There was a cheerful atmosphere in the air, and the chatter and laughter of the two young people gradually faded away.
Professor Faltings glanced at their backs, and his eyebrows raised a little.
Jinling?
Unexpectedly, in this foreign country, I heard a familiar word.
Thinking of that person, Faltings couldn't help but have a look of nostalgia on his face.
As for things like virtual reality and youtube, he ignored them.
Starting from smart phones, these old antiques have gradually failed to keep up with the age of young people. To get familiar with something more trendy than smart phones, I am afraid that even if he has this idea, he will not have the energy to do it.
At this moment, a middle-aged man with unkempt beard and hair, and with cheap shopping bags hanging all over his body, stopped in front of the bench and said in a tone full of surprise.
"You are really here."
Looking up at this one, Faltings said with a smile.
"Well, what's the problem?"
"No, I just feel strange, I didn't expect the famous Mr. Faltings to come here in person..."
A face was revealed from the small black bread held in his arms, and Perelman took out a key from his pocket with his free right hand, and threw it into Faltings' hand, "I have a little key at home. Luan, I hope you don't mind. I'll ask you to open the door in a while... You can see it too, I can't spare my hand."
"You're welcome," Faltings nodded, "Do you need me to help you share a little?"
Perelman shook his head in refusal.
"No, I'm not going to ask an old man to help me carry things."
A group of people walked into the nearby neighborhood, and soon came to an apartment building that looked very cheap.
No one would have thought that a world-renowned mathematician would live in such a single apartment of no more than 20 square meters. The neighbors are either Russian aunts who live on pensions, or unemployed people who are waiting for work at home.
But Perelman did not complain about their position.
After giving up the Millennium Puzzle Million Dollar Prize, his life was so poor that he needed to rely on his mother’s pension to buy bread. In fact, he himself was also torn between ideals and reality, so he chose to fade out of mathematics. In the world, study mathematics in the same way that people studied mathematics before the nineteenth century——
That is, lock yourself up.
In a sense, he is quite similar to Lu Zhou.
The only difference is probably that Lu Zhou will publish any staged results that are worth publishing, even if he is too lazy to submit a manuscript, he will post a preprint, and he has not published his own research results for a long time.
After putting the food in the kitchen, Perelman wiped his hands on his clothes before turning back into the crowded living room. When he was about to ask Professor Faltings if he needed a cup of tea or water, he noticed the paper on the table.
A look of obvious interest appeared on his face, he stepped forward to pick it up, and flipped through the two pages casually.
"This is……"
"Research on motive theory," Professor Faltins took out a thermos cup from his large windbreaker, and poured himself a cup of hot water as if prepared, "the author of the paper proposed a very Interesting idea to combine all cohomology theories into one abstract geometric object."
Perelman put it succinctly: "Crazy idea."
Faltings: "Yes."
Perelman: "Grand Unified Theories?"
Faltings: "Yes."
"I didn't expect there to be such an interesting scholar in this world...wait a minute," Perelman read the abstract, the more he read the text, the more familiar he felt, and he couldn't help frowning, "this paper... I always It looks a little familiar."
There was a rare smile on Faltings' serious face.
"It seems that you discovered it."
Perelman asked tentatively, "Lu Zhou?"
Faltings nodded and said a third time.
"Yes."
After taking a sip of hot water and pausing for a moment, he continued, "About three days ago, he submitted this paper to "Mathematical Inventions". What did Professor Deng agree, this is probably the first time he has contributed to "Mathematical Inventions", but this is not the point."
"The point is that he actually solved a weak form of Grothendieck's standard conjecture, and solved the hierarchical structure of motive corresponding to the cohomology ring."
"That's right," Faltings nodded approvingly, "Sure enough, my idea is correct, and you can't be more verified as the reviewer of this paper."
Flipping through the papers in his hand, Perelman returned to his expressionless expression.
"You made a special trip to Russia to find me, surely not to find a reviewer for "Inventions of Mathematics". Besides, you have my email, and this kind of thing can be explained clearly in one email."
Faltings nodded: "Of course, I'm not bored enough to take a special flight for such a trivial matter."
Putting down the paper in his hand for the time being, Perelman did not speak, but just looked at him quietly, waiting for him to continue.
Without going around in circles, Professor Faltings said bluntly.
"Come to the University of Bonn."
Perelman's answer was equally direct, even blunt.
"I reject."
As if he didn't hear what he said, Professor Faltings continued.
"The world of mathematics has reached a critical crossroads. The holy grail that has continued from the time of Archimedes to today is before our eyes. Numbers and geometry are about to merge into one in an abstract form. Until today, we have been in algebra and geometry. The achievements of the two fields are being connected in a straight line. Maybe tomorrow algebra and geometry will be unified, and I am not surprised at all, but if luck is not good, maybe this problem will not be solved until the next century .”
Perelman muttered and said, "Isn't Lu Zhou working on this subject? Just let him do it. So far, I haven't seen any problems that he can't solve."
"That's not necessarily true. The anomaly on the 750Gev characteristic peak he found in the summer seven years ago has not been able to give a good explanation to physics until today, and I heard from old friends that most people regard it as a made a joke."
Perelman: "Physics is physics, and mathematics is mathematics."
"Yes, physics is physics," said Professor Faltings, "however, the point is not this, but to complete this work, which is not his task alone."
"We can't put all our expectations for the future on him alone. If there is no thinking of our own, our academics will never be able to prosper."
As he spoke, the old man looked at Perelman seriously and said in a sincere tone.
"The Bourbaki School needs your help, and the entire mathematical community needs your strength."
"At my age, many things are already out of reach. I implore you to get out of here and contribute to the cause you are passionate about."
Looking down at the papers on the table, Perelman pondered for a long time.
"I will think about it."
As he spoke, he picked up the paper from the table and shook it slightly.
"At least, wait until I finish reading this paper."