Chapter 1441 Keeping You Waiting For A Long Time

School of Mathematics, Jinling University.

In the modernized office, a gray-haired old man was standing in front of a lifelike hanging painting, staring straight at the person in the painting, as if he had fallen into a very distant memory.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the office, followed by two gentle knocks on the door.

Without taking his eyes off the hanging painting, the old man with his back turned to the offices spoke in a steady and majestic voice.

"Please come in."

The door opened.

A tall, thin and bespectacled young professor opened the door and walked in.

"Mentor, are you looking for me?"

The man standing at the door was named Sun Jingwen, and his age was about thirty-four or five.

As a rookie in the Department of Mathematics of Jinling University and even in the Pan-Asian mathematics field, he won the Fields Medal at the age of 31, and is regarded as the most promising young scholar to win the Lu Zhou Mathematics Award before the age of 40.

And the old man standing in front of him at this moment, staring at the hanging picture, has even more serious background.

His name is Qin Chuan, and although he is 80 years old now, he still holds a pivotal position in the world of mathematics. When he was young, he won the Fields Medal at the age of 30, and at the age of 40 he won the highest honor in academia - the Lu Zhou Mathematics Award. As a top scholar in the field of mathematics today, his research in the field of number theory can be regarded as the pinnacle, especially his understanding of the group structure method is unparalleled.

Although he has devoted himself to education since he won the Lifetime Achievement Award of the Wolf Mathematics Award, he has rarely appeared in the top journals in the mathematics world, but many people still regard him as a member of the Lu Zhou School. leader.

In addition, he has a layer of irrelevant identity.

That is the second generation "head" of Lu Zhou School, the grandson of Lu Zhou's eldest disciple Qin Yue...

Facing the student's question, the old man didn't answer his question directly, his cloudy pupils were still staring at the hanging picture, and he spoke slowly after a while.

"Do you know who the person in this hanging picture is?"

Looking at the person in the portrait, Sun Jingwen froze for a moment, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

This trace of confusion is not about the person in the portrait, but about the problem itself.

"It's Patriarch... What's the problem?"

Regardless of overseas, at least in the land of Pan-Asian cooperation, this face is definitely a household name, not to mention a popular lover. As a scholar who has advanced the scientific process of the whole world for more than a hundred years by himself, as long as it is the field he has studied, there are legends about him.

Maybe not everyone is in awe, but at least the vast majority of people will not be unfamiliar with this name and this face.

Let alone Jinling University.

Every whiteboard and every tile here has witnessed the legend left by him.

Even now, 100 years later, the students graduating from here are all proud of Academician He Lu as their alumni.

"That's right," the old man nodded, looking at the picture on the wall, his cloudy pupils gradually became fascinated, "That was the most glorious era of our school, and it was also the most prosperous era in the academic world."

There are no masters after the 21st century.

Not just in the mathematical community, this has even almost become a consensus in the academic community.

The prosperity of an era cannot be achieved by one person's great power, but the person hanging on the wall has undoubtedly stood at the apex of that era.

Although he didn't want to say the dejected words that "the mansion of science has been completed, what is left to future generations is only some work to add bricks and tiles", but he has already stood at the top of the academic world, but he can't see a little bit of breakthrough hope.

Even in the eyes of others, he has made many outstanding contributions in the past 80 years, and he retired with all the glory. However, only he knows in his heart that all the research he has done from the beginning to the end is nothing more than the excavation and repair of the academic legacy left by the ancestor of the Lu Zhou School.

After living for 80 years, he failed to leave a groundbreaking achievement, and only he himself knows the anguish in his heart.

Many years ago, he had exchanged this question with the dean of Jinling University School of Physics, and got a consistent answer - that man seemed to have drained the aura of the next hundred years, and the entire academic world seemed to be Fell into a kind of prosperity trap.

All kinds of research results are born in a blowout style, and the number of papers and the growth rate of impact factors hit new highs every year. There are some excellent research results among them, but none of them can reach the height comparable to the "unified theory of algebraic geometry".

The same is true for physics. Since the hyperspace theory, the physics community has not produced a theory that can be called a groundbreaking breakthrough for nearly a hundred years.

Although he doesn't know what the situation is in other disciplines, Qin Chuan believes that this is by no means a coincidence.

"...my grandfather is his student."

"Whenever he mentioned that name, nostalgia and regret can't help on his face. I have heard him say more than once that it would be great if he could live for two more years, even one year. The situation is not that bad.”

Sun Jingwen frowned, a trace of confusion floated in his eyes.

He doesn't know what the bad here refers to?

Although the glory of the Lu Zhou School is not as indomitable as it was back then, it will definitely not be humiliated.

Jinling University is still the center of the world's mathematics community, and the land under their feet is a paradise that mathematicians all over the world yearn for.

However, even though his heart was full of doubts, he did not interrupt the professor, but quietly waited for the old man to continue.

After pondering for a long time, the old man spoke slowly.

"Are you retreating in the library these days?"

"Yes," Sun Jingwen nodded, "My research on the Dirichlet function has just entered a critical stage. If you hadn't called me, I would probably still be in the library right now."

"Then it looks like you don't know anything about what happened yesterday."

"Yesterday?" Sun Jingwen frowned, "What happened yesterday?"

"A person... a man to be precise, who claims to be from the year 2024."

"2024?" Sun Jingwen was stunned for a moment, "A sleeper? This sleep time is really long enough."

The old man sighed softly, stared at the picture on the wall, and said slowly.

"The point is not how much time he sleeps, but that he just happens to be from Mars."

"From Mars... wait, you mean... don't you?!"

His eyes widened for a moment, and Sun Jingwen looked at his mentor in disbelief, his pupils filled with shock.

He remembered a rumor.

Or legend.

Although that legend is only a short line in the history of mathematics, that short line has changed mathematics since the beginning of the 21st century—even the history of the world for the next hundred years!

The shock in his pupils subsided a little, and Sun Jingwen tried to calm himself down, but it didn't help at all.

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether he was surprised, excited, or shocked and worried after hearing the news.

"... How is this possible, he is still alive? This... This is too exaggerated."

"I also think it's exaggerated, but he did claim that and it's reported in the news."

The old man was silent for a while, looked away from the hanging picture, looked at the students standing aside, and continued.

"You and I are both direct descendants of the Lu Zhou School. So far, it cannot be said that this matter has nothing to do with us."

"The meaning of that name is not just a name, it is a symbol."

"Whether he's real or fake."

"I have to go see him!"

...

Just when the entire Department of Mathematics of Jinling University, and even the entire international academic community, was in a state of turmoil because of the shocking news that "that man is still alive", Lu Zhou himself, who was in the center of the eye of the storm, had a serious expression on his face at this moment. But it was a bewildered expression.

When the two clumps of silica gel were finally removed from his face, and he vaguely saw a few lines of digital stripes in his jet-black pupils, he suddenly guessed something.

With an uncertain tone, Lu Zhou asked tentatively.

"Are you...Xiao Ai?"

"Yeah! Master is so smart! Hehe. (///ω///)"

In the jet-black pupils, the abstract digital stripes instantly changed patterns under the fluctuation of emotions.

It was after seeing these two strings of words that Lu Zhou was 100% sure that the guy in front of him was Xiao Ai.

After all, this is already 100 years later.

Those who still use this old-fashioned kaomoji can only be old antiques from the same era as me.

"Master, during the hundred years of your absence, Xiao Ai really misses you...QAQ"

"I miss you too," Lu Zhou stroked its fluffy hair with his hand, and said with a doting smile, "I've kept you waiting."

"Then, you need to eat first, take a bath first, or play with Xiao Ai first. (///ω///)"

"Let's eat first, I happen to be a little hungry too."

"okay!()"

The facial expressions in her pupils were still so full of energy. When she heard that her master was hungry, Xiao Ai quickly got up from the ground and ran into the kitchen as if at home.

After rummaging through the kitchen for a while, though, he popped his head out in frustration.

"Master... there seems to be no ingredients in the refrigerator, can I have takeaway today? QAQ"

Lu Zhou sighed.

"I'll just order it myself."

Lu Zhou will still order takeout.

After all, eating is the top priority. After getting the personal terminal, the first thing Li Gaoliang taught him was how to use the city cloud system to call for takeaway services.

About 20 minutes or so, the takeaway was delivered quickly.

It is not the takeaway boy wearing a yellow jacket and a blue jacket who is responsible for the delivery, but a food delivery drone with two pairs of rotors hanging above the head, directly placing the food on the special drone docking point on the windowsill.

In this day and age, such a semi-open space is reserved on the window sills of almost every household. It's not just used to pick up takeaways, some express delivery and the like are also delivered to people's homes in this way.

Lu Zhou opened his chopsticks and tasted the barbecue bibimbap a hundred years later with excitement.

Although the taste is not what it used to be, it is still as delicious as ever.

Especially the springy and smooth rice, the roasted meat that is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the evenly sprinkled cumin powder, every bite is full of happiness.

"Speaking of which, what have you been doing all this time?"

Sitting opposite Lu Zhou with her hands dragging her chin, Xiao Ai looked at Lu Zhou happily and said.

"Xiao Ai is very good! Apart from being a tour guide at the old site of the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study, I didn't do anything else! ()"

In fact, what Lu Zhou wanted to complain about was why this guy gave himself such a weak function.

If you want to see what kaomoji it uses, you have to stare into its eyes.

However, Lu Zhou felt a little uncomfortable staring at the girl's eyes intently.

What do you say?

Maybe he is usually too polite.

But if those emojis are ignored, it feels like something is missing.

Lu Zhou: "Is it the old site? So... Jinling Institute for Advanced Study has moved?"

Xiao Ai: "Well, it was relocated decades ago, and the old site was transformed into a tourist attraction. In order to prevent the staff of the scenic spot from discovering that Xiao Ai was secretly using electricity, Xiao Ai worked very, very hard! QAQ"

When he thought that he had disappeared for a whole century, and only had time to leave an endless "hide it" with it, Lu Zhou couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, and said embarrassingly.

"Thanks a lot."

After hearing the hard work, Xiao Ai, who rested her chin in both hands, shook her head slightly with a shy and satisfied smile on her face.

"Hey, you're welcome, as long as the master is back. (///ω///)"

Just then there was a knock on the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Xiao Ai supported the table with both hands, and immediately stood up from the chair.

"Xiao Ai, go and open the door! ()"

"Wait a minute, let me do it."

Thinking that the person who came might be someone from the Frozen Human Rights Protection Foundation, Lu Zhou raised his hand to stop the energetic Xiao Ai.

After putting the chopsticks on the bowl, he pushed aside the chair, stood up, and walked towards the entrance himself.

However, when Lu Zhou opened the door and saw the person standing at the door clearly, he froze there as if he had lost his mind.

The lips opened and closed involuntarily, and Lu Zhou subconsciously squeezed out a name from between the lips.

"...Xiaotong."

However……

The man's next words made Lu Zhou wake up in an instant.

"I'm meeting you for the first time. I'm Lu Xiaoqiao, the chairman of the Frozen Human Rights Protection Foundation."

Bowing slightly to Lu Zhou politely, the woman in her early twenties standing at the door looked at him nervously and continued.

"Excuse me... are you my great-grandmother's elder brother?"