Chapter 1129 The Hair that Should Be Lost Still Has to Be Lost

In fact, when Perelman asked why he didn't participate, Lu Zhou didn't finish his sentence.

In addition to really not being able to spare time, another reason is that he intends to leave this opportunity to others.

In fact, in the middle of Chen Yang's writing, a complete blueprint basically appeared in his mind. When Chen Yang fully displayed his ideas on the whiteboard, he already had a basic idea of ​​how to solve this problem.

It's not that he's bragging, it's just that since his mathematics level was raised to LV10, his intuition for mathematics has basically reached the level of a saint.

And the most intuitive change brought to him by leveling up to LV10 is that no matter how abstract or complex mathematical logic is in front of him, it is as clear as black letters written on white paper. The problem of several tons of hair is placed in front of him, as easy as addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

However, the prosperity of the subject of mathematics cannot be achieved only by the achievements of one person.

Solving problems is not the ultimate goal of mathematics. On the way to solving problems, new methods and new theories are constantly being born, and constantly go deep into the essence of the universe—a law that can make the world unfold before our eyes.

If all problems are solved by him, perhaps many people will thank him or even worship him, but this may not be a good thing for the entire civilization.

Everything has its objective law of development. Explosive growth can bring leaps and bounds in a short period of time. However, if such a leap creates a gap between generations, it may instead lead to a bottleneck in the development of the subject of mathematics. .

This is why Lu Zhou spent a full 5 pages in his 40-page thesis to give a series of generalized conclusions that he believed to be correct with a high probability, but did not give detailed proof steps.

How to prove them should be something for future generations to think about.

The hair that should be lost still has to be lost.

Now Lu Zhou is suddenly more or less convinced. Maybe when Fermat wrote down Fermat's Last Theorem, Fermat really thought of a clever proof method.

As for why it was not written down on the spot, but left to Wiles three and a half centuries later...

Probably also out of the same feeling.

No matter what the reason is, Lu Zhou believes that at least it is definitely not because of insufficient space.

...

Since entering December, the weather in Jinling has been getting colder and colder.

Sitting at his desk while drinking the steaming coffee brought by his assistant, Lu Zhou couldn't help but sigh in his heart while browsing the latest developments in the international physics community.

Over the past few years, the appearance of Huaguo's mathematics and physics circles and their status in the international academic circles have changed rapidly.

He thought to himself, why should he have half of the credit?

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, interrupting his thoughts.

A familiar voice drifted over from there.

"Awesome! Junior Brother Lu."

Hearing this junior, Lu Zhou looked up subconsciously, and as he expected, he saw Senior Brother Luo walking towards him with a smile and saying.

"I heard that you made a big news recently?"

Lu Zhou smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not a big news."

"Don't be modest. Before I came back from Shanghai, I heard a few physicists discussing how to extend your theory to the field of high-energy physics. Especially the string theory, I recently read the literature At that time, I saw a lot of ideas, all saying that the unity of number and shape may provide a new mathematical explanation method for string theory. It is said that someone at Stanford University has already done it. such a pity."

Lu Zhou: "... what a pity?"

"If IMCRC's work didn't take up too much of my time, I would have planned to study this topic." As he spoke, a touch of sadness appeared on Luo Wenxuan's face, and he gave Lu Zhou a resentful look.

After receiving such a glance, Lu Zhou only felt that the goosebumps fell all over the ground.

It's a good thing he's not drinking coffee right now, otherwise he would definitely have sprayed it on the computer.

But to be honest, Brother Luo's complaints are not without reason.

Since Lu Zhou handed over the post of IMCRC Secretary-General to him at the ribbon-cutting ceremony at the IMCRC headquarters in Shanghai last time, he was basically tied to Shanghai and couldn't leave.

Although this year has been a lot cleaner, but thinking about it carefully, it is indeed quite lonely without such a living treasure who loves to visit.

After staring at the keyboard and pondering for a while, Lu Zhou suddenly said.

"I'm going to build a physics institute in Africa."

Brother Luo's footsteps stopped.

"...Non, Africa?"

Lu Zhou: "Yes."

Luo Wenxuan frowned: "... Is there any soil for physical existence there?"

"I don't know," Lu Zhou sighed, with a melancholy expression on his face, "But it is precisely because there is no soil for physical growth, so it needs to be watered. We are also a part of this society when we do scientific research. This is not a response to the Silk Road. Is it a strategic call?"

After a pause, his eyes fell on Senior Brother Luo's shoulder, and he said earnestly.

"In order to make the flowers of physics bloom all over the world, and to let the seeds of physics germinate in third world countries, I plan to let you be the dean of this third world academy of physics."

In an instant, Senior Brother Luo's originally smiling expression collapsed as if a bitter melon had been stuffed into his mouth.

"Don't, big brother, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, just tell me, I don't want to go to Africa."

Han Mengqi, who was sitting next to her and reading a book, couldn't hold back a snort, knocked her forehead on the table, and her shoulders kept shaking. He Changwen couldn't help not laughing, but he still accidentally touched the pen cap to the ground, bent over and didn't get up for a long time.

Seeing Luo Wenxuan's devastated expression, Lu Zhou smiled happily, coughed lightly and said.

"I'm just joking, to brighten up the atmosphere... Speaking of which, why did you come back from Shanghai?"

"The completion meeting of the Lunar Hadron Collider is about to start. Didn't I come back to report on my work? I thought of coming to see you the first time. You actually want to send me to Africa. It hurts my heart!"

Seeing Senior Brother Luo shaking his head and sighing, Lu Zhou smiled embarrassedly.

I really can't blame him for this.

If you want to blame it, blame you for being so cheap and good-looking.

Seeing that Lu Zhou hadn't spoken for a long time, Luo Wenxuan couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and asked in a low voice.

"...The thing about going to Africa to open a physics institute, can't be true?"

Lu Zhou rolled his eyes: "What do you think?"

Luo Wenxuan coughed dryly and said, "Then I'll treat you as a joke..."

It was just a joke.

If he went to Africa to open a physics research institute, it would be better to arrange for him to be the director of the zoo.

Shaking his head in his heart, Lu Zhou mourned for a second for Senior Brother Luo's poor sense of humor.

Although this guy is a little sloppy at ordinary times, he is still unambiguous in his work.

At least so far, Lu Zhou is quite relieved about his efficiency.

The construction of the Lunar Hadron Collider is mainly in the charge of the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. As long as the IMCRC does not delay, it will basically be sunny.

So far, Senior Brother Luo hasn't caused any trouble for him, and he has arranged the cooperation between all parties properly. Lu Zhou is already quite satisfied.

"...I am going back to Jinling this time to deal with school matters, and to report the situation to you. There are some documents here that I need you to look at. If there is no problem, you can sign." The document was thrown on the desk, Luo Wenxuan looked around, "Speaking of which, where is Assistant Kong?"

"I'm on leave today."

"Ask for leave?" A surprised expression appeared on his face, and then Luo Wenxuan said with a little disappointment, "Oh, forget it, what a pity."

Looking at Senior Brother Luo's face, he didn't know whether he was really disappointed or fake, Lu Zhou couldn't help but shook his head in his heart.

This guy hasn't given up yet...

Perhaps, it is true love.

Seeing the look of his prodigal son turning around, Lu Zhou couldn't help thinking of matching the two of them.

Of course, he was just thinking about it.

With Senior Brother Luo's integrity, if he really matched the two of them, what would happen in case of a breakup?

Isn't this becoming the accomplice of the scumbag?

Sure enough, it's better to let nature take its course when it comes to emotional matters.