Chapter 117 Arriving in Princeton!

After returning from Shanghai, Lu Zhou put all his energy into preparing for the academic conference next month. The paper on the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers was read by him again and again, and he rehearsed the various places that might be questioned, and he did not know how many times...

After all, it represents the honor of the school to a certain extent, and King University also supported him to go to Princeton to participate in this academic conference. It not only covered his round-trip air ticket, but also allocated 2,000 US dollars to him from the financial department.

Moreover, Dean Qin also generously promised Lu Zhou that if the $2,000 is not enough, he can get reimbursed with the invoice when he comes back.

However, Lu Zhou felt that with his own consumption level, the 2,000 knives must be enough.

Accommodation and meals were taken care of by the sponsor, and he couldn't even think of a place to spend money except for the transportation expenses.

In this way, time passed day by day, and finally arrived on January 29.

Professor Tang drove Lu Zhou himself to the airport.

"When you get there, pay attention to safety, don't go to places with few people, don't drill into the black community, and see strangely dressed people walking around..."

Along the way, Professor Tang was advising Lu Zhou on safety issues, as if he was not going to North America, but North Africa.

Although he knew that the professor was doing it for his own good and said so much because the elders cared for the younger generation, but this caring was too much, and it became a pressure on the contrary.

Lu Zhou said dumbfoundedly: "I know, professor, I will definitely come back alive!"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Zhou regretted a little.

Wait, is this a flag? !

"What the hell are you talking about?" Upon hearing the unlucky words, Professor Tang couldn't help but pat the back of Lu Zhou's head with his right hand, "Listen up, boy, I'll give you my Ph.D student over there." I've said hello, his name is Luo Wenxuan, you can call him Brother Luo. Then you get off the plane and take the bus directly according to the route I told you. When you arrive in Princeton, he will pick you up at the station over there and drop you off directly. You go!"

Hearing this, Lu Zhou touched the back of his head and said with deep emotion, "Professor, your students are really all over the world."

"Hehe, so-so."

Old Tang smiled.

It can be seen that the old man is quite proud.

Arrived at the destination soon.

After dragging his suitcase into the airport, Lu Zhou waved goodbye to Professor Tang who was seeing him off in the waiting hall, then turned around and walked towards the security checkpoint.

With a white line drawn across the blue sky, it gradually drifted away.

In this way, Lu Zhou embarked on his trip to North America...

...

Princeton is located between New York and Philadelphia, in a corner of the bustling capitalist world, it is a unique rural city.

It is quiet, elegant, and leisurely, and it is a good place for learning... But at the same time, this small place also brings into full play a major feature of New Jersey, that is, the traffic and its inconvenience.

In this country where the driver's license is used as an ID card, very few people do not own their own car. It is precisely because of this travel habit that it is almost impossible to move without a car in this country.

According to the transportation plan recommended by Lao Tang to Lu Zhou, take a train from Philadelphia to Princeton, and you have to change trains at least twice on the way.

While on the plane, Lu Zhou took a map and pondered the traffic route for a long time, but finally gave up and decided to take a taxi.

Anyway, the school reimbursed the travel expenses, and he didn't need to save money.

With this in mind, Lu Zhou didn't bother to study the bus route any more, and fell asleep directly.

After nearly 25 hours of flight, I woke up several times in the middle, and the plane finally landed at Philadelphia International Airport.

Because of the jet lag, the sky was only getting brighter at this time.

Passing through the bustling crowd, Lu Zhou quickly left the airport with his suitcase in hand, and stopped a taxi directly outside the airport.

Coincidentally, the driver is of Chinese descent, with a little Jiangcheng accent in his Mandarin.

Hearing Lu Zhou's words, the uncle driver's eyes lit up.

Although there are different pronunciations in the ten miles of Hubei Province, and the cultural identity of each city is not high, but when you go out of this country, everyone is a fellow!

Enthusiastically helping Lu Zhou put his luggage in the trunk, the driver sat in the driver's seat and asked with a smile.

"Come to study abroad? Where do you go?"

Lu Zhou didn't explain much: "Princeton University, do you want to go outside the city?"

"Hey, if others don't leave, the fellow still has to go," the driver grinned, switched on the watch, reminded Lu Zhou to fasten his seat belt, and started the car.

It may be because it is rare to meet fellow villagers. This uncle driver talked a lot. He chatted with Lu Zhou from the international situation to the daily life in the United States, and finally talked about the unavoidable topic of safety.

"...Actually, it's not as exaggerated as your teacher said. A place like Princeton is considered a countryside. The security in the countryside here is much better than that in the city, but it's best not to walk at night, especially if you don't have a car. , the easiest to be targeted. It’s good to say that if you encounter a robber, you will be fine if you hand over your wallet. If you are not a fugitive who is not a vicious fugitive, you generally don’t want to be attached to a big case, but if you encounter a robber, heh..."

Lu Zhou smiled: "Men don't have to worry about this, do you still have that kind of female robber?"

The driver uncle grinned: "Hehe, that may not necessarily be a woman."

Lu Zhou:? ? ?

What the hell?

Are foreigners so social? !

And this "huh"...

I always feel that this uncle seems to have a story...

It took about an hour or two to drive to Princeton.

The driver seemed to have been here many times, and he drove to the gate of the university with ease.

"My name is Zhang Hai. Here is my business card. If you need a car in an emergency, you can call me."

Helping Lu Zhou put the suitcase in the trunk, the driver uncle threw down a business card, then got in the car and left.

Dragging the suitcase, Lu Zhou stood at the gate of Princeton University for a while, always feeling as if he forgot something.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered that Senior Brother Luo that Professor Tang and he had mentioned seemed to be waiting for him at the gate of a certain train station.

The expression was slightly awkward for a moment, Lu Zhou took out the phone from his pocket, put on a ten-day temporary phone card bought by a certain treasure, quickly called Brother Luo, and said sorry that he didn't have to pick him up And so on.

Fortunately, the call was made in time, and the others had just plugged in the car keys and hadn't set off yet, so it didn't cause them too much trouble.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhou looked at the Princeton gate again, and then at the nearby streets.

"The hotel arranged by the organizer seems to be called... Princeton Hotel? Where is this hotel?"

There seemed to be an address on the invitation letter, but it was in the suitcase.

Do you want to open it here?

It's such a troublesome feeling...

Just as Lu Zhou was looking around at the school gate, a blond foreign girl with gray windbreaker and a red plaid scarf around the collar happened to pass by.

Noticing the suitcase next to Lu Zhou, she raised her eyebrows in doubt and asked.

"newborn?"

"No, I'm not a student here." Lu Zhou smiled embarrassedly, and quickly asked, "Excuse me, how can I get to the mathematics academic conference here?"

The girl stared at Lu Zhou and looked up and down.

"name?"

"Lu Zhou."

"The mathematics academic conference of the Federal Mathematical Society, right? You went to the wrong place," the girl smiled faintly, and pointed across the street. "Although the lectures and poster exchanges of the academic conference are held in the auditorium of Princeton University, the place of accommodation is not Not at Princeton, but at the hotel across from Palmer Square."

Lu Zhou: "Across from Palmer Square? Thank you."

The girl smiled faintly: "You're welcome. Speaking of which, Lu Zhou... is that hard? I have read your paper on the study of the distribution of Mersenne prime numbers. It is an excellent proof process. No wonder even Deli Professor Nirvana can't fault it."

Lu Zhou smiled embarrassedly: "It's just a coincidence."

Ashamed to say, the proof of Zhou's conjecture was actually given by the system. It would be miraculous if we could pick out the faults.

But the system is his, the process is digested by him, and the formulas are all sorted out by himself, so even if you are a little arrogant, it should be fine, right?

Anyway, when his math level rises, it will be a matter of time before he independently proves a conjecture of this level.

The girl said: "If you are modest, there is no need. I am looking forward to your speech on the stage. I am ready to ask questions. It happens to be on the same road. Let me take you there."

Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Excuse me... By the way, can I ask your name?"

Flicking the blond hair next to her ear, the girl said in a relaxed tone.

"Molina Abel, I don't like my last name very much, so you can call me Ms. Molina, or Miss Molina."

It’s almost time to catch up. By the way, I’m asking for a wave of recommendation tickets~~~~ There are still five days to go on the shelves~~~~~