Chapter 1386 What Is Your Head Made Of?

"This guy is simply an evil ghost..."

Jinling University Library.

The door was pushed open abruptly, and he rushed out of the activity room with a stack of drafts in his arms. Mochizuki Shin, whose footsteps were sloppy, had bloodshot eyes, talking to himself like crazy.

"...No, it should be said to be hell."

It's been a week since Schultz said he wanted to "give it a shot."

Except that Perelman was not involved, he and Schultz confidently followed Lu Zhou into the next room, and the door was closed for several days.

Before the retreat started, the three of them made an appointment, and if they could persist, they would persevere, and if they could not persist, they could quit at any time. But as long as you haven't given up, everything has to follow what Lu Zhou said.

At first, Mochizuki Shinichi didn't take it too seriously, and didn't even think about the situation that he would not be able to hold on. After all, in his opinion, things that can be overcome with perseverance are not a big problem, let alone there is an example of being able to persevere next to him.

But soon, he realized how outrageous his mistake was...

It’s okay to rely on takeaways for three meals a day. It’s not a big problem for him who is used to staying in the library to eat and drink, but he never thought that even sleeping here would be so difficult. became a luxury.

According to Lu Zhou, if you are sleepy, lying on the table for a while is enough. When the fatigue value breaks through a limit, you will enter an unprecedented state.

This is no longer something that can be faced with perseverance, is it purely self-abuse? !

At first, it was a little useful, and the feeling of bursting out of inspiration made him experience an unprecedented comfort. However, after maintaining this state of life for about five days, he couldn't bear it anymore.

First, my mind started to wander, and then my body issued a warning.

Finally, on the seventh day—that is, today, he felt that if he didn't come out, he might have to die suddenly inside.

Seeing Mochizuki Shinichi walking out of the room, Schultz, who was sitting behind the desk, showed such an expression on his face, and followed up with complaints in deep agreement.

"You finally came out? I guess you can't hold on any longer... How can a normal person stay up for 24 hours? I've never heard of such a mess."

Unlike Mochizuki, he only persisted for three days before being completely defeated. But he doesn't think it's a shame. After all, even the best research method may not be suitable for everyone, just like he didn't feel the feeling of burst of inspiration described by Lu Zhou. In contrast, he I still like to delve into these interesting mathematical problems in a more relaxed atmosphere.

Next to the desk not far away, Perelman turned the ballpoint pen in his hand, looked up at the two of them, with a hint of surprise written on his expressionless face.

"Is it that exaggerated?"

Schultz and Mochizuki looked at each other, and a wry smile appeared on their faces in unison.

"It's more than an exaggeration..."

"With his pace of research, no one can persevere...except himself."

At this moment, the door suddenly opened again.

The person they were discussing happened to come out with a stack of A4 papers.

"When do I go without sleep for 24 hours? I'm a normal person anyway, so I still have some sleep, okay?"

Can't help yawning, Lu Zhou who heard the conversation between the three casually replied, and threw the almost full stack of A4 papers in his hand on the table closest to him.

"This part of me is done, how about you?"

Looking at the stack of drafts on the table, Schultz's eyes lit up.

However, for him, now is obviously not the time to study these things. His own part hadn't been finished yet, and he didn't expect that in the end, he would become the one who dragged the whole group down.

Schultz: "I'm a little bit closer."

Mochizuki followed suit and said, "Me too."

Perelman thought for a while and said, "I'm almost... probably in the afternoon."

Lu Zhou nodded: "Then this afternoon is fine. Let's summarize the results of the research and then hold a discussion meeting. If there is no accident, this should be the last discussion meeting before we finish this topic."

"Wait a minute," Schultz raised his hand, and said a little embarrassedly, "Or tomorrow afternoon, I have a place here... I have to think about it for a while."

Mochizuki Shinichi also nodded.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, but he is the same... It probably won't be done until tomorrow.

Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows, looked at him with interest and asked.

"Have you encountered a bottleneck?"

Schultz coughed lightly.

"That's right."

"It's normal," Lu Zhou didn't feel very surprised, "The part you are responsible for is relatively difficult. It just so happens that I have already done this part. If you don't have any good ideas, you can use your Tell me the problem, and I'll help you think about it."

Hearing what Lu Zhou said, Schultz was not polite. He picked up the marker pen and walked to the side of the whiteboard, and scribbled a line of calculations on it.

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Taking back the marker pen in his hand, Schultz handed it to Lu Zhou and said.

"This is the result I refined based on Baker's theorem. According to the solution idea you provided, I tried to make it asymptotic to the ABC conjecture, but... it seems that it is not so easy to solve."

"It's interesting... Let me take a look."

An expression of interest appeared on his face, and he took the marker from Schultz's hand. Lu Zhou stared at the calculations on the whiteboard and thought about it quietly, and unconsciously twirled the marker in his hand.

When he turned to the sixth lap, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something, a dazed expression appeared on his face, and then he stretched out his hand, crossed out the line of calculations on the whiteboard, and wrote the corrected formula next to it. the result of.

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Taking back the marker pen printed on the whiteboard, Lu Zhou took half a step back.

"I tried to check the calculation, and it should be provable... and it is more accurate than the original conclusion. You can try to deduce it. The specific proof process should not require my help."

Staring at the calculation formula on the whiteboard, Schultz froze there.

Just staring at the calculation formula on the whiteboard with a dazed face, after about five minutes, he finally recovered from the daze as if he had finally figured it out, and looked at it with an expression like he had seen a ghost. To Lu Zhou.

"WTF?! How did you do it?! Wait... Or did you actually already figured out the answer?!"

Because he was so surprised that he, who never swears, couldn't help but swear this time.

"Hehe, how is it possible," Lu Zhou looked at Schultz who was so shocked that he had already started talking nonsense, returned the marker pen in his hand, and said with a modest smile, "It's just a coincidence that I thought of something. Like intuition, I'm sure you feel the same way sometimes."

Schultz endured: "...No, I don't. It's the first time I've heard that intuition can be so precise."

Mochizuki Shinichi, who was standing beside him, nodded in agreement, and couldn't help asking.

"...What the hell is your head made of?"

Hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou was slightly taken aback, and then joked.

"I don't know, but the materials used must be similar to yours."

After clearing his throat, Lu Zhou continued to look at Schultz.

"Now that the problem has been solved, are you sure that the rest will be done by tomorrow evening?"

Nodding, Schultz smiled confidently.

"No problem, it will be enough for tonight if you hurry up!"

"Really? That's great," Lu Zhou smiled, nodded and said, "I'm waiting for your good news."

"Don't worry, I won't let you down!"