Chapter 622 I Solved

The pen on the blackboard stopped.

The talking voice also stopped.

The audience in the audience were stunned.

Since an hour ago, Lu Zhou's hand has not stopped, so that he stopped suddenly, and everyone felt uncomfortable for a while.

But everyone can understand that, after all, everyone is in a bad state, especially when encountering some elderly professors giving reports, it has happened that they dozed off while talking. What's more, the scene of a report meeting on such a major mathematical proposition not only tests the mathematical level and expression ability of scholars, but also a considerable test of a person's psychological endurance.

In silence, everyone quietly waited for him to continue speaking.

However……

A minute passed.

Five minutes passed.

Lu Zhou on the stage still stood there motionless, staring at the blackboard filled with frowning, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, the audience in the venue gradually became restless.

Why is there still no movement?

Stuck in your thoughts?

Or... have you found out that you made a mistake?

Many people cast gloating eyes, and many people cast caring eyes. It is very possible that there will be accidents in the report of such a major mathematical conjecture. After all, this kind of challenge to the monument of the human mind cannot be successful every time.

However, no one expected that the problem did not come from the final questioning session, but from the stage of explanation.

It feels like...

Use your own logic to trip yourself up.

Hearing the small commotion in the auditorium, they had a premonition that some big news was about to happen. The reporters standing at the back of the auditorium immediately pointed their cameras at Lu Zhou secretly, and took a close-up of his side face and facial expressions. .

For the people who eat melons, watching the excitement is always nothing too big a deal.

Under the stage, Principal Xu, Dean Qin, and several teachers who were in charge of the on-site work were anxious like ants on a hot pot. The staff standing next to him were even more at a loss, not knowing whether to go up to remind him to pay attention to the time, or just watch him from the side.

Dean Qin couldn't help but squeezed his fist and said in a low voice: "What is he doing, isn't this going to be proven!"

He has read the paper and understood it, and it only takes a few steps to conclude that the solution to the Yang-Mills equation exists. However, I don't know if he forgot or what, Lu Zhou just stood there, facing the blackboard... in a daze?

Looking at Lu Zhou who was standing motionless on the stage, Han Mengqi who was standing in the corner of the auditorium was full of worry, her right hand resting on her chest was unconsciously clenched, and she silently prayed for him in her heart.

Lin Yuxiang, who was standing next to her, glanced at her, a dazed expression appeared on her face, and soon the corner of her mouth curled up into a meaningful smile, wondering what she was thinking.

Meanwhile, the audience.

Sitting in the corner of the auditorium, staring at the content on the blackboard, Academician Wang Shicheng frowned slightly.

There is no problem with thinking.

At this point, the subsequent process is actually very simple, even ending with an obvious sentence, quickly passing the rest of the PPT, and directly announcing that it is no problem to enter the questioning session.

For an internationally renowned scholar, other people will not ask him to explain every step clearly, all he needs to answer are some controversial points.

While Academician Wang was reorganizing the process on the blackboard in his mind, the man wearing glasses sitting next to him muttered gloatingly: "This is... stuck? In front of so many people, this I'm afraid it will be difficult for Lu Zhou to step down."

Wang Shicheng glanced at him displeasedly, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Shut up."

After being reprimanded by Wang Shicheng, the man immediately shut up and did not speak.

After all, this big guy who once served as the chairman of the Huaguo Mathematical Society may not be particularly famous internationally, but he still has a considerable status in the domestic academic circle.

At the same time, the other side of the auditorium in the auditorium.

Looking at the back of Lu Zhou in front of the blackboard, Witten glanced sideways at Professor Deligne next to him, and cast him a questioning look.

"What's wrong?"

Deligne frowned and didn't speak.

Fefferman's eyebrows were also tightly locked, as if he was thinking about something.

As for Wiles, there was no worried expression on his face. Instead, he smiled heartlessly, and answered Witten's question with a pleasant face: "Maybe I got stuck in my thinking. When I was studying Fermat's last theorem, I have also been in the same state, and I understand his situation at this time... Just wait a while."

When he was studying Fermat's last theorem, he first used Iwasawa's theory and failed to make a breakthrough, and then switched to the Kolivakin-Fletcher method. When he answered Professor Katz's question, he found that this method was effective for a special class of There was a serious problem with the Euler system, which even led him to give up his claim of successfully proving Fermat's last theorem at one point.

Until one day eight months later, he suddenly thought of the Iwasawa theory that he had given up, and came up with the idea of ​​why not combine the Iwasawa theory with the method of Kolivakin-Fletcher. The final result is quite gratifying, and the solution to the problem is just like this, so Wiles survived the desperate situation, patched up the loopholes in the paper, and concluded Fermat's last theorem.

While talking, Wiles bragged in a low voice about how he was inspired by his daughter's building blocks, how he survived a desperate situation, and how it was a sunny morning, Barabara...

Of course he does have bragging rights.

As far as the conjecture itself is concerned, the proof of Fermat's Last Theorem has been called the most brilliant mathematical achievement of the 20th century.

However, almost thirty years have passed since now.

Listening to his babbling, Deligne remained expressionless and ignored him.

Fefferman stretched out his finger and poked Witten who was sitting next to him.

Witten looked at him and cast a questioning gaze.

"What's wrong?"

"I've heard another version," Fefferman pointed to Wiles who was sitting next to Deligne, babbling nonstop, "the last time he told me this story, it was about his wife's breakfast. .”

Witten: "..."

Ten minutes passed.

Lu Zhou standing on the stage remained silent.

Just when everyone began to wonder if he fell asleep standing up, Lu Zhou who was standing on the stage suddenly moved.

Moreover, it moved in a way that was beyond everyone's expectations...

I saw him pick up the eraser from the side, and in front of everyone, wiped out the lines of calculations on the blackboard, and then picked up the chalk under the dumbfounded gaze of everyone, and scribbled on it. Write down a few lines of new calculations.

The moment he saw those few lines of calculations, Fefferman's pupils shrank slightly, as if he had a premonition of something, but he couldn't believe it.

However, Lu Zhou's actions seemed to confirm his premonition.

Just write the last stroke.

Lu Zhou who stopped writing turned around and gently threw the chalk in his hand on the multimedia desk.

After being silent for a few seconds, he faced the audience and said in an affirmative tone.

"I figured it out."

After all, Lu Zhou turned around and walked down the stage, leaving behind all the audience in the auditorium amidst a sound of astonishment.