Chapter 614 Letter From the Clay Research Institute

When Lu Zhou submitted the manuscript, he never thought that the paper he submitted to the "Annual Journal of Mathematics" would cause such a degree of repercussions.

After all, it is only a phased achievement, and it is far from touching the core difficulty of the Yang-Mills equation. At most, he has only taken the first step that others have not yet taken.

It wasn't until Academician Lu pulled him excitedly and asked him a bunch of questions like a cannonball that he gradually realized that things seemed not as simple as he thought.

The status of the Yang-Mills equation in the world of physics is far higher than that in the world of mathematics.

Perhaps for the latter, it is just a difficult partial differential equation, but for the former, it means the first step towards the grand unified theory, the veritable holy grail of modern theoretical physics!

Under such circumstances, even if it is only a small progress, it is difficult not to cause shocks in the entire industry.

After all, since entering the 21st century, except for the discovery of some particles that have been predicted, and the verification of several puzzle pieces on the Standard Model, there has been no "new thing" in this field for too long.

Of course, it was obviously not only the theoretical physicists who were shocked, but also the melon-eaters who learned about this matter through various channels.

Even in a sense, the enthusiasm of the latter to discuss this matter is stronger than that of the former.

Especially after the "Science" magazine interviewed the reviewer Professor Fefferman, it pushed the heat to a peak.

So much so that when Lu Zhou sat in the cafeteria and had a meal, he could hear a few students beside him who were obviously not from the physics department, looking at him with great interest, and whispering there.

And that's not all.

One day after finishing his number theory class, as soon as he walked out of the classroom with his textbook in hand, a group of people surrounded him inside and outside the door.

These reporters who didn't know where to sneak in took out the cameras, microphones, and recording pens hidden on their bodies in different ways, and squeezed in the direction close to Lu Zhou.

"Hello, Professor Lu Zhou, I am a reporter from Penguin News. It is rumored that you are challenging the Millennium Problem about the Yang-Mills equation. Is this true?"

Lu Zhou: "Yes, yes, so?"

"Professor Tao Terence of the University of California once mentioned on his personal blog that if there are any problems that cannot be solved, the best way is to interest Professor Lu... What do you think of this sentence?"

Lu Zhou: "Please ask him."

At this time, the reporter who was squeezed in the back row of the crowd and couldn't grab the interview opportunity stretched his neck and shouted.

"Your paper is published in the Annals of Mathematics, can we consider that the Millennium Problem of the Yang-Mills equation has been solved by you?"

Listening to this layman's question, Lu Zhou explained with a face of headache, "Proving the existence of the solution is only a phased achievement, not—"

"...if the Cray Institute awarded you a million dollar award, what do you plan to do with this huge sum?"

Lu Zhou: "???"

Don't these people listen to what people say?

The microphones were stuffed in one after another, and Lu Zhou was overwhelmed for a while.

Fortunately, Wang Peng, who reacted quickly, stood in front of him in time.

Lu Zhou looked at the not-so-thick arm and forced him to make a way out of the crowd.

About ten minutes later, people from the security department of the school came after hearing the news, and a group of security guards in black coats went into battle together, and only then did these "social personnel" who interfered with the teaching work be invited out of the school gate.

After finally getting rid of those all-pervasive reporters, Lu Zhou, who fled to the laboratory building of several institutes, finally heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on his office chair.

Maybe because he noticed the tired expression on his face, Lin Yuxiang, who was preparing for the national exam, rolled his eyes, got up and walked to the water dispenser in the office.

After a while, when Lu Zhou turned on his laptop and was about to start working, she walked over with a cup of coffee and a smile.

"Tired? I made you some coffee."

"Thank you." After taking the coffee, Lu Zhou said politely.

"You're welcome," Lin Yuxiang said with a smile, "I tried the instant one this time. I don't know if it suits your taste."

"Well, it's delicious."

"Great," clasping his hands together happily, Lin Yuxiang looked at him expectantly, and continued in a tone that could easily be misunderstood, "Then... if you like it, I will How about making it for you to drink?"

According to her experience, when she utters this sentence, as long as she is paired with a pair of innocent and innocent eyes, even a woman can make her deer bump around for a while, let alone a person who has never tasted love. What a single dog.

But just when she thought about it...

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Zhou said, "It's unnecessary every day, I'm not here every day."

Lin Yuxiang: "...???"

I don't know if it's because I said something that I shouldn't have said, or because I stepped on some landmine. Looking at Assistant Lin who was stiffly returning to his seat, Lu Zhou always felt that her back seemed to be full of... a kind of Weird frustration?

Forget it, never mind.

After blowing on the hot air floating on the coffee cup, Lu Zhou took a sip, put the cup aside, then opened Arxiv as usual, and began to check the latest progress of several research directions he was following.

It has to be said that theoretical physicists are a lonely bunch.

He still remembers that in the first few months when the clue of 750GeV came out, Arxiv was almost swamped by this "mysterious particle" beyond the standard model.

And the current situation is the same.

The number of papers containing "L-manifold" and "Yang-Mills equation" in the label has mushroomed like mushrooms after rain.

However, what gave him a headache was that he read several papers in a row, but he didn't see anything nutritious.

In short, no matter how well the paper is written or whether the theory is perfect, in short, first post a preprint to occupy a hole on the Internet... probably this is the feeling.

At this moment, a string of bubbles suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the screen.

[Master, there is new mail! ()】

mail?

Seeing Xiao Ai's pop-up message, Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly, held the mouse and clicked the link in the bubble.

The email is from the Clay Institute of Mathematics, and the sender is Professor Carlson, the chairman of the Cray Institute's Scientific Advisory Committee. When he was in France, Lu Zhou met him once, and now he still has a little impression.

In the email, Professor Carlson first expressed his surprise and polite thanks for his work, and at the same time made a request. It is hoped that he can present his proof ideas to the international academic community in the form of a report.

If he really didn't have experience in organizing, the Clay Institute was happy to share his worries.

Looking at this email, Lu Zhou thought for a while, edited one and sent it back.

[I will seriously consider your suggestion. 】

In fact, he had no intention of holding this report meeting. After all, in his opinion, such phased results did not need to be elucidated in a separate report meeting. However, after seeing a bunch of papers on Arxiv that were written indiscriminately using his L-manifold, he felt that it was necessary for him to stand up and explain this part of the theory to the academic community in more detail.

If he can attract a group of people into this field, it will be of great help to his own research.

At least, it wouldn't make him unable to find any papers worthy of reference.

Just as Lu Zhou was thinking about how the report would be held, there was a knock on the door of the office, and Principal Xu pushed the door open and walked in.

"That, Professor Lu."

Seeing Mr. Xu's earnest expression, Lu Zhou was slightly taken aback.

"……What's matter?"

Principal Xu smiled and said: "It's a bit of a problem, but it's not a big deal, just... You see, you have made such a big research result quietly. According to the usual practice in your mathematics field, is it worth it? What about a report?"

"There is this tradition..."

As soon as Lu Zhou said yes, Principal Xu immediately said: "Then what do you think of the auditorium in the old campus?"

As soon as he heard this sentence, Lu Zhou instantly understood his purpose, so he smiled and followed suit.

"Then I will trouble you."

Principal Xu quickly waved his hand and said with a smile.

"No trouble, no trouble! By the way, in terms of time, what do you think is a better arrangement?"

Lu Zhou thought for a while before speaking.

"Then it's May."