Chapter 897

When he first came back, Lu Zhou thought that he would be able to be quiet for a period of time after returning to his hometown, but he didn't expect that his thoughts were still too naive after all.

The ancient city of Jiangling in a quiet corner is like a quiet town, and no big figures have visited it for many years.

Now returning to his hometown, he is like a god passing by a small temple. Even if he just stops in front of this incense hall for a moment, it is enough to make the whole temple lively.

Needless to say, the City Zf, who has been thinking about him since he got off the highway, is followed by the only Jianghe University in Jiangling that can be called some reputation.

After meeting with some polite greetings, Principal Feng, who brought the dean of the college and the secretary of the school to visit, soon eagerly asked him if he could put his name on the building of the college and change it to Lu Zhou Building, borrowing Borrow his talents.

This request is actually not too much.

Many rich people who have too much spare money, even donate tens of millions of dollars, just to get a name in the teaching building of a university, and it is just to change their posthumous name with copper stink.

Now he doesn't need to pay, all he needs is a nod.

However, after this principal Feng said this, he still stunned Lu Zhou.

"I said President Feng...it's not appropriate," Lu Zhou said dumbfoundedly looking at the eager old man, "Although I was born in Jiangling, but you Jianghe University... I don't seem to have met you once. Been there. It makes me famous, and I'm really ashamed of it."

"What's wrong with this?" Seeing that Lu Zhou was not interested, although it was expected, President Feng couldn't help being anxious, and immediately said, "You are the most outstanding scholar in our Jiangling City, and you are also the most outstanding scholar of our Jianghe University. The role model for thousands of students, although they are not brothers from the same sect, they can be regarded as being in the same line, so what's wrong with that?"

Hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou didn't know what to say.

By the way, is the word "inheritance" used in this way?

Seeing that Lu Zhou was still hesitant, the Dean of the Mathematical Academy next to Principal Feng was eager to say something, but he didn't know how to speak. In the end, Secretary Li, who was sitting next to Principal Feng, pushed his glasses with pale gold rims, and slowly threw out a smooth proposal.

"It's actually easy to do."

Seeing several people looking towards him, Secretary Li smiled confidently and continued.

"Professor Lu studied in Jiangling Sixth Middle School, right?"

Lu Zhou wondered: "Yes...what's wrong?"

"Didn't several high schools in Jiangling come to us? They wanted the name of the affiliated high school," Secretary Li looked at Principal Feng and said in a low voice, "We discussed it with Jiangling No. 6 Middle School, and we fulfilled their wish and gave them a The brand of the affiliated high school, so that Professor Lu can be regarded as our alumni."

Principal Feng was overjoyed, and replied in a low voice: "Wonderful! That's it."

Lu Zhou: "...?"

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...

In the end, Lu Zhou agreed to Principal Feng's request.

Not for the sake of fellow villagers.

Just because they are willing to help their alma mater, Lu Zhou can't say no to it.

After all, it wasn't something he needed to pay for anyway.

However, what happened at Jianghe University was just the beginning.

Later, the principal of Lu Zhou High School came with several teachers who had taught him, and a group from the leaders of the municipal party committee came over once, and even the iron and steel factory where the old Lu worked, the factory leaders and the secretary also expressed their condolences. In the name of an old worker, he came to Lu Bangguo's house and visited him "by the way".

In this way, until the day before the New Year's Eve, the day Xiaotong came home, Lu Zhou finally stopped for a while, but only for a while.

Looking at the draft paper that took less than ten pages in three days, Lu Zhou was also slightly sad and melancholy for a while.

It seems that it is not just the campus of King University...

Even the former residence of his hometown can't accommodate a quiet desk...

On the night of New Year's Eve.

Xiaotong was squatting on the sofa, typing the king’s pesticide that was still indistinguishable, and Lu Zhou, who was sitting next to his parents and watching the increasingly old Spring Festival Gala, was flipping through the list of contacts to give to his friends. Send New Year's greetings.

Anyway, even if he didn't call, there would still be calls, so it's better to take the initiative.

"...It is also a skill to be able to stay in the middle of a busy city. You have no one who can be your teacher academically, but you still need to polish your character. You should take it as a kind of experience."

After listening to Lu Zhou's experience these days, Old Tang smiled and comforted him.

Lu Zhou sighed and said, "Maybe, but I'd rather be busy. Being busy with meaningful things at least makes me feel that time is not wasted."

Tang Zhiwei: "Don't sigh! Sigh on the night of the New Year's Eve, and all the good luck of the year will be sighed away."

Lu Zhou smiled and said, "The teacher is right... Speaking of which, how are you doing after retirement?"

"It's great," Old Tang on the other end of the phone took a sip of hot tea and continued, "But you, has the Riemann Conjecture made any progress?"

Lu Zhou: "A little bit, but I don't know how many points are ahead."

After hearing this sentence, Old Tang nodded and said with emotion.

"After all, it is the crown of the mathematics world, and it is indeed not so easy to solve... But I seem to have heard from Lao Qin that you plan to solve this century's problem within three years?"

Lu Zhou did tell Dean Qin about this matter, but he didn't expect that this guy didn't believe it on the surface, but he talked about it behind his back.

Shaking his head with a smile, Lu Zhou said: "I have this plan, but now it seems that whether it can be resolved within three years is not something I can decide."

In the past, Lu Zhou was very optimistic, especially after the hyperelliptic curve analysis method was developed by him, he thought that this century's problem could be solved in a year at most.

However, as he got deeper into the core of the maze, he realized that things were not as simple as he imagined.

Thanks to the mathematical tool he released at the report meeting, the current research on the value of ε in the mathematical community has reached the number 1/127, and it is basically stuck here.

It seems that no matter how you choose this curve on the complex plane as an aid, there is no way to push this number one step further in the direction of 1/2.

After exchanging some recent developments in the academic world and fishing skills with Old Tang, Lu Zhou hung up the phone, and then paid New Year's greetings to Academician Lu, Senior Sister, and Senior Brother Luo.

Xiaotong, who was spraying pesticides, suddenly yawned and said something abruptly.

"Brother, you have many friends."

Lu Zhou smiled and said, "It's okay."

Xiaotong said in the tone of humming an unknown song: "But why don't you have a girlfriend?"

Lu Zhou: "..."

How dare you talk about me.

Don't you have a boyfriend yourself?

Seeing that Lu Zhou didn't seem to care about her, Xiaotong smiled and continued.

"Brother, accompany me to fight pesticides, there are many young ladies with nice voices."

"While playing, I'm not interested in mobile games."

After driving Xiaotong aside, Lu Zhou suddenly remembered that there seemed to be an unread email lying in his mailbox.

"...how did you forget about this?"

Standing up from the sofa, Lu Zhou walked back to his room under Xiaotong's curious eyes.

Sit down at your desk and turn on your computer.

An unread email is lying quietly in the mailbox, and it has been there for an unknown number of days.

Although Vera's graceful and fluent handwriting cannot be seen in the printed English, the familiar grammar still blows gently like a spring breeze.

After reading the first half of the greeting, Lu Zhou looked directly at the last line of the email.

It is also the most critical position of the entire email.

[Research on the Riemann Hypothesis. 】

[I seem to have an idea. 】