Chapter 120 That Fleeting White Dove

Tear off a page from the handbook given by the small gift at the door, and Lu Zhou wrote down his e-mail address on it.

As for the FB account, there is nothing he can do without it.

Putting the note away, Molina threw down the sentence "My email address and FB account number are on the back of the chewing gum wrapper", then made a goodbye gesture, turned and walked away.

Lu Zhou glanced at the chewing gum in his hand, hesitated, peeled it off and threw it into his mouth.

emmm...

Vanilla mint?

After copying down the e-mail, Lu Zhou continued wandering in the hall.

He soon discovered that Miss Molina was right, "something similar to the scene just now" was happening every moment.

However, "killing the weak" is not the goal, but a result.

Thoughts of the same level can rub sparks, but eggs and pebbles can only rub a pile of sticky egg whites.

The most interesting thing is that Lu Zhou saw someone claiming to prove the last step of Goldbach's conjecture, which is the "1+1" situation. As a result, he just walked over to join in the fun, and before he finished reading the proof process written by that buddy, and the stall owner who had nothing to discuss with a certain boss, he tore off his poster and walked away in despair.

Of course, even if your face hurts a bit, being able to bravely present your own research results here will definitely be of great benefit to the presenter's own academic career in the future.

Moreover, there are only a few worthless "poster-sessions" after all, and many academic achievements displayed in the hall are still quite valuable.

For example, a master researched the problem of automorphism groups in Werther algebras. Although he did not complete the final solution to the problem of "AutWn=?" , and even the onlookers of some professors.

After walking around for a long time, Lu Zhou found that the small account he received from the door was not enough.

In the end, I had no choice but to be cheeky, and went to the small gift booth at the door, and asked for a copy.

If knowledge is compared to wealth visible to the naked eye, then what he has harvested today is as rich as a pirate ship.

Not just a "poster-session" in the lobby.

The focus of this large-scale mathematical academic conference is still only a few reports every day.

What impressed Lu Zhou was Professor Deligne's 60-minute report, in which he reported on the research progress of the Riemann zeta function's value transcendence at odd positive integer points, and many novel viewpoints and applications The mathematical methods are very groundbreaking.

And this report meeting was also the one that Lu Zhou listened to most seriously among all the report meetings in the morning.

...

lunch break.

The conference affairs group provided a simple buffet meal based on fruits and various steaks for all those who participated in the academic conference.

Taking a piece of ribs and some salad from the dining car, Lu Zhou found a place to sit down, then spread out the notes he remembered this morning, and enjoyed lunch while flipping through.

There are many academic achievements of the masters, but except for those relatively novel places, his main research results are still concentrated in the field of number theory.

Especially the study of twin primes.

When discussing the proof of the twin prime number conjecture with that confident Indian brother, although Lu Zhou did not get any substantial gains, he may be infected by that optimistic attitude, so that the long-lost inspiration It came out from the bottom of his heart again.

"Algebra is just a tool for studying number theory, not the only way..."

Repeating this curry-flavored English, Lu Zhou looked at the line-by-line calculations in the notebook, recalling the "Zhang's Proof Method" that Mr. Ren wrote on the blackboard in the lecture, and fell into deep thought.

"By choosing the right lambda function...how about a different way of thinking?"

It takes a lot of courage to jump out of the existing framework and find another way.

After all, international mathematicians have reduced the number of 70 million to 246 through the method of Mr. Zhang Yitang. As long as you keep trying, by choosing an appropriate lambda(n) function, you will be able to reduce this gap to the number 2 someday...

perhaps?

But this is just like Goldbach's conjecture. Climbing the last meter of Mount Everest is far more difficult than the sum of the 8,843 meters that have already been stepped on.

Just as he was thinking about this question, a faint scent of perfume wafted over.

A lady sat across from him with a dinner plate and said in a chatty tone.

"Thinking about a math problem?"

"Yes."

Hearing the sound, Lu Zhou had already guessed who was coming, so he didn't look up, and continued to think about that question.

"There is a coffee party upstairs, and we are discussing the content of Professor Deligne's report in the morning. Are you not interested?"

"I'm generally interested...but it's not what I'm working on right now." Lu Zhou shook his head, flipped through the notes, poked a small tomato with a fork, and threw it into his mouth.

Looking at Lu Zhou with great interest, Molina said curiously: "Academic conferences are a place for communication, maybe only once or twice a year, and there is still a lot of time for research, why do you put the study of mathematics in the first place?" What time is it?"

Lu Zhou replied casually: "There are still many times to participate in mathematics conferences, but inspiration is only a few times in a lifetime."

Molina stared blankly at Lu Zhou, then laughed.

Lu Zhou raised his head and gave her a puzzled look.

"What's wrong?"

"Sorry, it's nothing, I just think you're very interesting," Molina slightly raised her goblet, "I hope you can catch that fleeting white dove."

"thanks."

Although he didn't know where this proverb came from, he could tell that the blessing came from good intentions.

Picking up the glass containing the fruit juice, Lu Zhou clinked the glass with her lightly.

...

The afternoon is very loose. After four o’clock, the academic conference will be temporarily suspended, and the stall owners who are presenting posters in the hall will also close their stalls and leave until eight o’clock the next morning.

But it would be naive to think that it is time to rest after four o'clock!

Rather, the focus of the academic conference is the free time after four o'clock.

At six o'clock in the evening, the organizers prepared a cocktail party at the Princeton Hotel, at which time there will be sumptuous food and wine for the participants.

For many elementary school scumbags who can't understand what the lectures are talking about during the day, the cocktail party at night may be the focus, because this may be the time when the bosses are closest to them and the most approachable.

Maybe, with a glass of champagne, you may receive an offer from a certain laboratory.

This is not impossible.

Although Lu Zhou is not very interested in socializing, he can still tell the occasion clearly. The coffee parties in the small circle are not cost-effective, and it doesn’t matter whether you participate or not. But if you miss this kind of official party, it will be a waste Big loss.

In the evening, Lu Zhou changed into a suit and leather shoes, took a picture in front of the mirror, and put some mousse on his hair.

"That's right, something like that."

Looking at the handsome guy in the mirror, Lu Zhou nodded with satisfaction, but suddenly he was a little worried.

What if someone ignores his talent because of his good looks?

He is a powerful player...

Just as he was fiddling with his hairstyle in front of the mirror, there was a knock on the door.