Chapter 419 The World Is Unexpectedly Small

The phone was hung up.

In less than twenty minutes, there was a knock on the door downstairs.

Lu Zhou, who had just come out of the bathroom, went downstairs and opened the door.

I saw Professor Fefferman, who was panting, standing at the door, and before he even had time to catch his breath, he asked him.

"Did you really, really solve the ?NS equation?"

Looking at Professor Fefferman who was panting heavily, Lu Zhou hesitated.

"...Would you like to take a breath first?"

"No." After waving his hands, Fefferman leaned against the door and said out of breath, "Tell me, how did you do it?"

This professor, who is always gentle and elegant, said this with unprecedented seriousness.

Reading the desire for truth from his eyes, Lu Zhou straightened his expression slightly.

"...It's a long story, come with me."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the stairs...

Taking Professor Fefferman up to the second floor, Lu Zhou went straight into the study room, cleaned up the messy desk and floor, dug out the 100-page manuscript, and handed it to him in its entirety.

Looking at Professor Fefferman who quickly took over the paper and was already immersed in thinking, Lu Zhou stood beside him and reminded him.

"For the part about L-manifolds, I quoted the paper published in the "Annual Journal of Mathematics" some time ago. If you haven't read it, I suggest you read it together with that paper."

Ignoring Lu Zhou's explanation, Professor Fefferman just stood here motionless, with no other actions except turning the page.

In this way, about an hour passed.

Finally, he slowly put down the paper in his hand and sighed softly.

"...Unbelievable, really unbelievable."

An hour is certainly not enough time to fully understand the core ideas of the entire paper, but for Fefferman, it is still possible to quickly go through it ignoring the details.

Perhaps whether a major mathematical proposition is solved needs to be rigorously reviewed, as well as an open discussion by the entire mathematical community, but at least during this hour, he could not pick out any obvious mistakes.

The writing and thinking of the whole paper are as smooth and rigorous as the clean and tidy handwriting.

Especially the ingenious mathematical method used in the thesis, he couldn't help but be amazed.

"It's really surprising," Lu Zhou handed him a cup after making two cups of coffee, and said in a joking tone, "When proving the last inference, even I was surprised by my own wit .”

Professor Fefferman took the coffee, shook his head and said, "No, it's not just the last inference, you don't understand what you did."

Lu Zhou: "Which aspect are you referring to?"

"By introducing the method of L-manifolds, you introduced the method of differential geometry into the field of partial differential equations, and on this basis, you successfully introduced the principle of topology... In my knowledge, this is unprecedented."

Having said that, Professor Fefferman felt a little thirsty, so he took a sip of coffee.

After pausing for a moment, he said without joking in a slightly joking tone.

"Gromov, who introduced the concept of quasi-holomorphic curves to differential geometry, created symplectic geometry, and Qiu Chengtong, who introduced partial differential methods into differential geometry, established the birth of geometric analysis. In my opinion, L-manifolds are important for NS equations. Solving it has the same great significance. If I were you, I should think about how to name this new discipline at this time."

Hearing that he had to choose a name again, Lu Zhou couldn't help but feel a little headache.

"Let's think about this issue later. Now I need to rest."

Fefferman's reaction was very strong, and he immediately said: "No! You can't take a break, you don't even have a second to rest before you organize the manuscript into an electronic file and upload it!"

Seeing that Professor Fefferman didn't look like he was joking, Lu Zhou was slightly stunned, and hesitated: "...I remember that you can delay uploading the paper for a few days? I am a one-hour reporter."

After all, he is also a well-known international scholar, so it is not impossible to play some big names, right?

Anyway, he didn't mean to.

Hearing this, Professor Fefferman shook his head.

"Of course it is possible to delay the upload, but this is a 100-page paper. How long do you plan to delay it? Not to mention that the details of the paper need to be revised. I will send it to Mr. Shisen Shigefumi, President of the International Union of Mathematicians An email, what you have to do now is to sort out the papers within three days as quickly as possible, and within a week at the latest!"

After finishing speaking, Professor Fefferman put the coffee cup on the table, turned around and walked towards the door.

However, when he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped as if he remembered something.

Taking a deep breath, Fefferman turned around, looked at Lu Zhou, and said solemnly.

"By the way, I almost forgot, I must say thank you to you."

"Thank you?" Lu Zhou was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "There is nothing to thank, you are also a member of the NS research team."

Professor Fefferman smiled and shook his head: "No, I mean thank you not this."

After a pause of about three seconds, he cleared his throat, suddenly changed his tone, and continued speaking in a solemn and solemn voice.

"A rippling boat produces water waves, and a jet jet flying at high speed produces turbulence. Mathematicians and physicists believe that an understanding of the NS equations can enable the interpretation and prediction of both problems..."

Hearing the abrupt monologue, Lu Zhou froze slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly had a sense of déjà vu where he had heard it before, or that he had known him before.

Almost subconsciously, he picked up this sentence and read a sentence in a low voice.

"...Although NS equations were proposed in the 19th century, our understanding of them is still very poor.

"That's right," Professor Fefferman smiled and nodded slightly to Lu Zhou, "Therefore, we are here to challenge scholars all over the world to refresh the history of mathematical theory and uncover the unsolved mystery of the NS equation. puzzle!"

There was a moment of silence in the study.

After thinking for a long time, Lu Zhou finally recalled the source of this monologue.

"...is this the Clay Institute's manifesto at the Collège de France's Millennium Mathematics Conference?"

"That's right," Professor Fefferman smiled, as if narrating a past event, telling that period of history, "On May 24, 2000, at the Millennium Mathematics Conference at the Collège de France in Paris, Clay studied The announcement of the seven millennium problems, including the NS equation problem, is the part about the NS equation."

"And the spokesperson is me."

Lu Zhou was stunned.

Of course he knew that the seven Millennium Problems were a bounty offered by the Clay Institute, and that they were presented at the Millennium Mathematics Conference at the Collège de France.

But he never imagined that the presenter of this millennium problem about the NS equation was actually right next to him, and he was also a member of his research group? !

This made him feel like he had defeated the person who made the question...

Well, this analogy may not be appropriate.

And standing here, the word victory is not very accurate.

"Congratulations, Professor Lu." Grabbing Lu Zhou's right hand and shaking it vigorously, Professor Fefferman smiled and sent his congratulations, "Just now, history has turned a new page, and you and I both Be the witness of this moment!"

"Remember to upload the paper on time. In addition, keep this manuscript well. It has the potential to become a cultural relic."

Throwing down these words, Fefferman smiled and made a salute gesture, turned around and walked out the door without stopping.

Seeing the back of Meteor striding downstairs, Lu Zhou who stood at the door was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly shook his head with a smile.

Looking at the manuscript paper in his hand, he sighed softly.

"...Princeton is really a magical place."

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