Chapter 859 The Surging Mathematics World

When the entire industry was looking for a research team for carbon-based chips, Guoan had already talked with Professor Wu's team, and after agreeing on confidential matters, Jinling Institute for Advanced Study also gave out a bonus of 20 million yuan.

Of course, for reasons of confidentiality, the 20 million bonus was only distributed to the main contributors in the research team in a low-key way, and it was not made public, and this somewhat made Lu Zhou feel a little pity.

Krypton gold is not pretentious, what is the difference from salted fish?

But after thinking about it, he was relieved.

Such a large amount is really not easy to publicize, otherwise the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study would not need to stand up and explain, and the entire industry would probably understand what was going on.

At least until Huaguo completes the layout of the carbon-based semiconductor industry, relevant information must be kept secret.

The Jinling Institute for Advanced Study will also cooperate with the intelligence department to release some smoke bombs to guide the attention here to other directions.

It has to be said that Lu Zhou's report on the quasi-Riemann conjecture was held at the right time. Now the whole world knows that Professor Lu is studying the Riemann conjecture. Even if someone has some redundant associations based on some rumors, it is difficult to stand up...

In this way, time passed day by day, and as mid-December got closer, the atmosphere in the entire Jinling City became a little unusual.

First, the airport put up a banner, welcoming mathematicians from all over the world.

Then there was a city-wide crackdown, followed by sanitation and fire inspections, and the city appearance from the airport all the way to the old campus of Jinling University along the streets were rectified.

Although it is indeed a bit of a toss, the appearance of the city has also improved a lot.

In order to leave a shocking impression on international friends and spread these shocking impressions to the rest of the world, the leadership team of the Municipal Party Committee worked hard enough, even more diligent than those old men of the Huaguo Mathematical Society.

However, what they probably didn't expect was that these mathematicians from all over the world had no time to pay attention to these minutiae, because their attention at this moment was completely focused on the report meeting to be held two days later.

Dragging her suitcase through the airport corridor, Molina, holding an invitation letter in her hand, stood outside the customs and looked around, looking a little at a loss.

This is her first time in China.

It is the first time to visit Jinling, China.

At this moment, she suddenly noticed an oriental face who was also dragging a suitcase beside her. She looked a little familiar but couldn't remember where she had seen it before, so she went up to ask.

"Hello, how can I get to the old campus of Jinling University?"

The man smiled and shook his head, speaking in a gentle tone.

"Sorry, I'm not very familiar with this place either, I'm going to take a taxi outside the airport... Listen to where you're going, are you going to attend Professor Lu's lecture?"

Molina: "Yes...Aren't you from Huaguo?"

"Chinese, Australian, now living in Los Angeles," Tao Zhexuan smiled, and flipped through the letter in his hand, "The organizer has already booked a hotel, according to them... we just need to show this letter to the driver That's it."

Upon hearing that he was from Australia and often lived in Los Angeles, Molina immediately linked this face with the person in her memory, and couldn't help but slightly opened her eyes.

"You are...Professor Tao?"

"It's my lord, may I ask you..."

Terence Tao nodded with a smile, and was about to ask Molina's name.

But at this moment, he suddenly noticed an old man in a high-necked windbreaker and a black hat dragging his suitcase out from the customs.

Surprise appeared in his pupils, he temporarily put the strange lady aside, beckoned to the acquaintance, walked forward with a smile and said.

"Professor Faltings? What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here"

Looking at Tao Zhexuan intently, Faltings obviously recognized this person, so he nodded his head to express his greetings, and continued.

"You're here too?"

Terence Tao smiled and said, "How could I miss such an important report."

Faltings' eyebrows were raised, and the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth were gently pulled.

"Oh? With your intelligence, you must have come with questions... Then who do you think is right?"

"It's too early to say, I do have some confusion about his thesis, and even now I've been thinking about it... But," Professor Tao said with a shrug, "it's not entirely Incorrect."

Frowning at this ambiguous answer, just when Professor Faltins was about to say something, Molina stepped forward and said excitedly.

"Mr. Faltings..."

The eyebrows were raised, Faltings looked to the side, and finally noticed this one.

But after thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember who she was, so he asked politely.

"You are?"

"Molina Abel, Sophie Morell's student..." Molina stretched out her right hand nervously, "Nice to meet you."

Sophie Morell?

The name Faltings has a little impression, and he can be regarded as a player who is expected to compete for the Fields Award among young scholars. However, as far as he is concerned, the so-called Philippine Award candidates are nothing more than mediocre, nothing special.

Among all the young scholars, there were only three that deserved his attention, and only one that deserved his attention.

"Is it the youngest daughter of the Abel family? I seem to have seen your father."

She didn't expect her idol to remember her father, Molina said excitedly.

"When I was young, my father always praised you for your achievements in the field of algebraic geometry..."

"Really? It's a pity that I don't have much impression of him." As always, Faltings glanced at her and then looked away with little interest. "It seems that you have inherited one from your great-great-great-grandfather." Apart from a beautiful surname, I didn't inherit anything more."

Choked to death by a single sentence, Molina stood there with a dazed expression.

What does it mean to only inherit a beautiful surname?

Is this what people say?

Noticing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Tao Zhexuan, who was standing beside him, coughed lightly, and smoothed things over.

"Not everyone is good at math, and that's okay..."

Molina: "..."

bad at math...

Falk!

So angry!

Just when Molina, who was caught between the two geniuses, was about to collapse from the blow she had received, the auditorium of the old campus of Jinling University was more than ten kilometers away.

At this moment, Lu Zhou, together with Professor Deligne, who arrived in Jinling in one day, was walking beside the garden that was said to be left over from the Republic of China period, chatting about things while taking a walk.

Taking the former mentor to visit the place where I am working now, the two of them didn't talk too much about the report meeting along the way. It wasn't until they walked to the side of the auditorium that the Belgian old man spoke.

"Are you ready?"

Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Of course, I have already made sufficient preparations."

"Faltings is one of the most outstanding scholars after the Grothendieck era. Even I may be inferior to him. Since he is on the appointment, he must be ready to refute your counterexample. You Make sure you're fully prepared."

Lu Zhou didn't answer this question, but asked back.

"Do you think there is a problem with my proof?"

Looking at the antique building of the Republic of China from a distance, Deligne was silent for a while, and stretched out his hand to gently press the brim of the hat covering his bald head.

"I have read your paper, and I think you are not wrong, but I can't be sure that it must be correct. Let me ask you, in your paper, you use the theory of non-commutative cyclic cohomology to describe the isomorphism class of flat φ-modules... Is it referring to the method of tale cohomology?"

Lu Zhou nodded: "Yes."

Deligne showed such an expression on his face.

"When I was studying Weil's conjecture, I also considered a similar proof idea, using cohomology to define the Fourier transform on the layer-derived category. However, I must remind you that disputes are likely to arise here."

Lu Zhou thought for a moment, then nodded.

"thanks."

"I will pay attention."