Chapter 130 Thank You for the Courage You Gave Me

When Lu Zhou was rushing to finish his thesis, he didn't know that the video of himself writing the proof process on the blackboard on the podium became popular in the Twitter circle of the students of the Ivy League School.

However, it is not the "mathematicians" of the Ivy League schools that really push the heat to the peak, but the students of color in high schools and even junior high schools, as well as teenagers who are labeled "nurd".

On the "cultural tree" of the United States, the concept of "knowledge worship" is obviously not lit up. Except for the elites who are deeply aware of the importance of reading, most people are indifferent to knowledge, even for reasons of political correctness, even the elites themselves are deliberately downplaying this concept.

Just saying something like "I'm not going to the party, I'm going to do my homework" is usually called a "nurd" (nerd) here.

These people are not only at the bottom of the campus food chain, but also the targets of campus bullying. Unless you are a top student and also a shooting guard on a basketball team or a quarterback on a football team, you can take off your nurd hat. A student who doesn't participate in any extracurricular activities, not even the teacher who teaches it, will not like it.

It is precisely because of this that they resonate with Lu Zhou.

Even with just one pen.

Even without fancy performances.

Even if it's not a hearty scoring goal on the green field.

In this world, there still exists their honor and their battlefields.

That finishing touch, that monotonous but affirmative statement...

as well as.

The audience roared with applause like waves.

Only the same kind can appreciate the same kind, and only the same kind can feel the empathy from the same kind, especially when this kind of people are not recognized by the society in which they live, the recognition generated by the sense of honor is particularly strong.

Oily soil turtle, video comment area.

[Jesus-cry! I seem to have... watched a ball game? 】

[Yes, for me, it's more exciting than this year's Super Bowl...]

[I am a high school student, because of my skin color, gender, and study, I was excluded by almost all circles in our high school. I thought about getting tattoos, I thought about trying marijuana and alcohol, I tried to fit in and it never worked out. Thank you, it is you who gave me the courage to pick up books again, and I was about to give up. 】

[I actually watched people do math problems on Youtubie? I must be crazy! 】

[The moment the applause rang, I couldn't help humming the song. 】

[Strongly request the broadcaster to add BGM to the video. 】

Of course, in addition to positive comments, ridicule or sarcastic voices are naturally indispensable.

[Don't discuss math with an Asian, especially if he's from a country that can disable Google. 】

[As soon as I saw his complexion, I knew there was no suspense in the result. Why are they applauding? Are they all fools? Isn't it normal for a monkey to count its own bananas? 】

In this country, talking about "Asian" and "good at math" alone is fine, but if you put the two concepts in one sentence, it will be suspected of racism.

Naturally, where there is discrimination, there is counterattack.

[You can't even count, it's an embarrassment for primates! 】

[Someone actually takes pride in ignorance? I specially climbed over the wall to watch, are the people here so anti-intellectual? 】

[Hou's soda production method, let's find out. 】

【Saonima! 】

[#x-on:%...! 】

There was a lot of noise in the comment area of ​​the video, which pushed the popularity of the video to a new height, and was even moved back to the wall by many good people, but due to the lack of subtitles and the low bit rate of the video, it was hard to see clearly What was written on the whiteboard and other reasons did not become popular to a phenomenal level.

Whether it is the author of the video or the protagonist in the video, this is unexpected.

Especially the protagonist in the video, who is shutting himself up in a hotel to catch up on his thesis, not even aware of the fact that he has unintentionally become popular.

On the second day after the closing ceremony of the academic conference, Lu Zhou yawned. He stretched himself after not going out for almost two days and one night. He converted the format of the finished thesis, and then compared it with the electronic version of the copyright agreement. They were packed together and sent to the email address left by Professor Deligne.

Because Professor Deligne is also the editor of the "Annual Journal of Mathematics" and is responsible for reviewing paper submissions in the direction of number theory, so through this submission method, the review process will be much faster than the official website submission channel.

After confirming the sending, Lu Zhou suddenly noticed that there were four unread emails lying in the mailbox.

When I opened it, it was from Molina.

[I guess you didn't go to the party... Do you want to come out for a drink? 】

[Okay, it seems that you are rushing to catch up with the paper, I am just asking for trouble. Remember to reply me when you open the mailbox. 】

[#videoconnection; Hey, haven't you woken up yet? Did you know that your report will be posted on Youtubie, you are hot! Sign up for a Twitter account now. 】

[...OK, OK, I wrote a WeChat account, and when I saw this email, remember to send me your WeChat ID. 】

sweat!

Lu Zhou really doesn't have the habit of checking his e-mail at any time, unless he has something to contribute.

Replying an email with sincere words, he closed the computer, stood up, and prepared to go to the nearby Palmer Square for something to eat.

In the past few days, Lu Zhou has been living on the sandwiches delivered by the hotel waiter. The way of eating bread slices with bacon and butter is quite interesting once or twice, but if he eats this stuff all the time, it’s simply too much. is a torture.

Because of the end of the academic conference, the staff of the Federal Mathematical Society could no longer be seen in the hotel, and they began to accept reservations from tourists. In the lobby, many people who came to Princeton from all over the world to admire the atmosphere of mathematics were dragging their suitcases and holding Take pictures with your phone.

At the entrance of the hotel, Lu Zhou happened to meet Senior Brother Luo who was walking towards the hotel.

Seeing Lu Zhou, Luo Wenxuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked over quickly, and stretched out his right hand from a long distance away.

"Congratulations!" Involuntarily grabbed Lu Zhou's hand and shook it vigorously, Senior Brother Luo said excitedly, "Now I know why Old Tang values ​​you as an undergraduate so much. You are not a genius, but a monster."

Lu Zhou coughed lightly: "It's not that exaggerated, I just proved a conjecture..."

Brother Luo said with emotion: "It just proved a conjecture, yes, how can you make me, a brother who has achieved nothing, feel so bad."

It is an exaggeration to achieve nothing. Princeton can’t recruit many people in Greater China for a year. Those who can go to Princeton to study for a Ph.D. physics.

Lu Zhou smiled embarrassedly, changed the subject and said, "Speaking of which, what did you do? I haven't seen you since the closing ceremony."

Senior Brother Luo sighed: "The research has entered a bottleneck. My supervisor just went to the University of California, Berkeley for a meeting, so I went to New York to watch a game and relax by the way."

Lu Zhou doesn't know much about quantum mechanics. Compared with mathematics, which he is good at, he only knows a little about physics.

If you want to help, I really can't help you.

but……

Suddenly thought of something, Lu Zhou said: "That's right."

Brother Luo: "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhou: "I remember you said that the six-sided dice cast by God has the seventh possibility in the Hilbert space. Although I don't know what the specific problem you encountered is, why don't you consider the two-sided dice? possibility?"

"Two-sided? You mean..."

In the middle of speaking, Brother Luo suddenly stopped talking, frowned, and fell into deep thought.

Seeing that he was lost in thought, Lu Zhou didn't interrupt his train of thought, and walked around him quietly.

It's hard to describe something like inspiration.

Whether you can catch the fleeting white dove or not depends entirely on your personal creation.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, this is the last gift Lu Zhou can give this senior brother.

Because, in two days, he will return home.