Chapter 421: A Grand Event That Draws World Attention

On the morning of July 31, 2018.

In Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, mathematicians from all over the world gathered here for the International Congress of Mathematicians.

Although tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the conference, at this moment, the parking lot outside the Barra da Tijuca Hotel is already a bit crowded.

There is no other reason.

Professor Lu Zhou from the Princeton Institute for Advanced Study will report on the latest research progress at the upcoming report meeting on the theme of "NS Equation" in the main conference hall.

For many people, the significance of this report is even more important than tomorrow's opening ceremony.

It's about more than a million dollars at stake.

It is the beginning of a new era...

Although the organizers of the conference provided accommodation for all invited scholars and some applicants, the rooms are limited and not everyone is eligible to live here.

Most of the attendees who come here for the name are at their own expense, and they usually choose to live in nearby hotels or express hotels.

Some of these people are university professors or researchers of a certain research institute, some are PhD candidates attending the meeting with their supervisors, and some are students who come to admire the academic atmosphere in groups or as tourists.

For many universities with high academic rankings in the field of mathematics, they occasionally organize similar group participation activities, such as selecting a few outstanding scholars based on grade points or other assessment criteria, and setting off with the participating professors.

After all, such an opportunity only comes once every four years. Even if you don’t understand anything after you go there, you can take advantage of this rare opportunity to enhance your international perspective, broaden your horizons, and pave the way for your future academic career.

At seven o'clock in the morning, a tourist minibus stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

Led by a young professor, several young Chinese students got off the bus and gathered at the entrance of the hotel.

These students are from Yanda, and all of them are academic masters in the eyes of their peers.

And the professor who leads the team is even more extraordinary.

As an outstanding young scholar in China, Professor Xu Chenyang, born in the 1980s, is not only one of the leaders in the field of algebraic geometry in China, but also won the Ramanujan Award in 2016.

In this year's International Congress of Mathematicians, five domestic professors were invited to give 45-minute reports.

Professor Xu is one of them.

This time, Xu Chenyang was also entrusted by the dean of the Mathematical Academy of Yanda University. He and another professor from the Mathematical Academy were responsible for taking these students around the conference.

Just in time for this world-renowned report meeting, he didn't intend to miss it, so he brought these students along by the way. Regardless of whether there is a chance to bring them into the lecture hall, for them, even waiting for the results outside is much more interesting than waiting for news reports.

Looking at the crowd coming and going at the entrance of the hotel, a boy wearing glasses looked at Professor Xu.

"Professor, have you read Professor Lu's paper?"

Xu Chenyang nodded, and replied briefly: "I've read it a bit, but I'm in the direction of algebraic geometry, and I don't know much about the field of partial differential equations."

Another girl then asked, "Then do you think he can succeed?"

"It's hard to say," Xu Chenyang shook his head, "About Professor Lu's thesis, there is no unified conclusion in the academic world. Because it uses a very novel method, and any new thing often requires controversy." .”

The boy wearing glasses continued to ask, "Is it newer than abstract proof?"

Xu Chenyang raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the student unexpectedly: "Do you still know the method of abstract proof?"

The man with glasses smiled embarrassedly, scratched the back of his head and said, "I've read a little literature on this topic."

"Then you're pretty good. Partial differential equations are a promising direction, whether it's application or theory." As he said, Professor Xu smiled, and just as he was going to explain in detail to these students When making the difference between the two methods, a familiar voice came from the side.

"Brother Xu, don't come here unharmed."

Looking in the direction where the voice came from, Xu Chenyang's eyes lit up when he saw that person, and he stretched out his right hand with a smile.

"Brother Zhang, long time no see!"

Looking at the person shaking hands with Professor Xu, the student wearing glasses recognized him at a glance, and couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.

"God Wei!"

Hearing this name, several students next to him cast surprised glances at the man.

Wei God!

Yanda has only one God Wei, and that is Zhang Wei!

In Yanda Mathematical Academy, this name can be said to be known to everyone, and everyone knows it.

At the age of 29, he won the Ramanujan Prize, at the age of 34, he was exceptionally hired by Columbia University as a tenured professor of the Department of Mathematics, and at the age of 35, he won the Morningside Mathematics Gold Medal... This outstanding man, who is as good as Yunshen, is one of the students of Yanda School of Mathematics in the idol.

Looking at the enthusiastic senior brothers and sisters, Zhang Wei smiled friendly, and then continued to look at Senior Brother Xu.

"Come so early? There are still two hours to start."

"Aren't you the same?" Xu Chenyang said with a smile.

Like Xu Chenyang, Zhang Wei was also the 45-minute speaker at the conference.

After bringing these students into the conference site and agreeing on a meeting time, the two went to the main lecture hall together.

Along the way, the two did not talk about the NS equation, but about tomorrow's opening ceremony and the highlight of the opening ceremony - the Fields Award.

Xu Chenyang: "Is there hope for this year?"

Zhang Wei sighed: "There are too many talented people, it's difficult."

The youngest W3 professor in Germany and the youngest full professor in Princeton University, these two masters have almost no suspense.

There were only two places left for others to compete for from the very beginning.

Besides these two, the other competitors are also not idle. If the last Filipino Awards selection was a gathering of the strong, then this year it will be a battle of gods, and only the best of the strong can stand out.

Looking at Zhang Wei with a somewhat melancholy expression, Xu Chenyang didn't know what to say, so he could only try to comfort him: "You are God Wei, so unconfident?"

Standing in front of the lecture hall, looking at the dark venue, Zhang Wei shook his head with a smile.

"Let's forget about this title..."

Who is not sitting here?

...

It's eight o'clock.

The venue was crowded with people, and even the aisles on both sides of the seats began to be crowded.

Although there is still an hour before the official start of the report meeting, the venue is full of seats.

In addition to the scholars who participated in the conference, a row of cameras were displayed on both sides of the lecture hall against the wall.

Many people have challenged the NS equation, but few have succeeded.

If the challenger succeeds, the images will become valuable historical documents. Not only is the media unwilling to miss such an opportunity, even some famous image museums have applied for shooting.

Sitting in the back row of the venue, looking at the figure on the stage, Vera took a deep breath to calm down her somewhat disturbed heart rate.

Her report meeting will be two days later, but at this moment, she is more nervous than standing on the stage.

"……come on."

After muttering a sentence in a low voice, Vera held her hands tightly and prayed silently for him in her heart.

Just then, an old man came over and sat beside her.

"Worried about him?"

"..."

Looking at the old man in surprise, Vera nodded subconsciously.

Pierre Deligne!

Her mentor's mentor...

When she was at the Institute for Advanced Study in Princeton, she had met the old man a few times.

In her impression, he probably belonged to the unsmiling type who rarely initiates conversations with others.

Glancing at the front of the lecture hall, Deligne said lightly.

"There is nothing to worry about, he is my favorite student."

As soon as the words fell, a discordant voice came from the side unceremoniously.

"Don't you blush when you say that? You've only taught him for a few months."

No need to look at it at all, just hearing the arrogant and mean tone, Deligne guessed which old friend it was.

Rarely raised the corners of his mouth, Deligne glanced at the man.

"You're here too?"

"Your question is very strange, how could I not come." Sitting next to Deligne, Faltings said blankly, "If someone is talking nonsense on the stage, it is natural for someone to point it out off the stage .”

Hearing this sentence, Vera subconsciously glanced at him dissatisfied, obviously very dissatisfied with his statement.

However, her sense of existence is so weak that no one noticed at all...

As for Deligne, he just smiled lightly.

"Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Faltings raised his eyebrows: "So confident?"

Deligne: "Want to bet?"

Staring at the old friend for a while, Faltings finally didn't answer the sentence, and turned to look at the stage.

"...It's about to start."