Chapter 900 Do You Want to Press F? (2/4)

Chapter 900 Do you want to press F? (twenty four)

As Lu Zhou expected, Qin Yue didn't make him wait for a long time, almost as soon as he got up and went to the bathroom, an email was lying in his mailbox.

Unfortunately, he didn't know much about Vera's situation, he just knew that she was working with Molina to study the Riemann Hypothesis, and he didn't know much about the others.

However, after all, it was a request from his mentor, Qin Yue still said that he would do his best to pay attention to it, and if he found anything new, he would tell Lu Zhou as soon as possible.

As for Vera...

For some unknown reason, she still didn't reply to him.

It is impossible to wait endlessly like this. Although the feeling of worry is still lingering in his heart, since he has entrusted this matter to one of his favorite students, Lu Zhou temporarily put this matter aside , continue to return to the research on the Riemann conjecture.

Vera's research results have inspired him a lot, especially his theory of irreducible unitary representations using octonion Heisenberg groups. Even he can't help but applaud him. This move is really beautiful.

If the breakthrough opened by the octonion Heisenberg group can be used to introduce the theory of group theory into the theory of hyperelliptic curve analysis, it will undoubtedly open up a new situation for the study of the value of ε.

As for how to expand this achievement, in fact, he also has some ideas in his heart, but it just takes time to verify those guesses...

It is worth mentioning that when Lu Zhou had already focused on Riemann's conjecture, Professor Krugman, who had "stared at him", seemed not to give up.

As the paper published in "Econometrica" ​​continued to ferment, the big cow in economics not only sent emails to harass him every now and then, but also occasionally attached some latest research progress on the Lu-Bewley model to the email.

These latest research developments include papers made by some well-known scholars and reports made at academic conferences, as well as some of his own research.

The old professor seems to hope that by letting Lu Zhou see how important the achievements he has made are, he can influence him and persuade him to the field of economics.

However, the old professor's expectations were doomed to fail.

If the same thing happens in the fields of physics, chemistry, or even biology, it may be of some use. After all, apart from studying purely academic issues, Lu Zhou still likes to see other people appreciate their research results. Be inspired.

But unfortunately, he really doesn't have much interest in money.

At least, it's not worth his wasting precious time trying to find ways to make more money.

It's not that he's pretending, he really has more money than he can spend...

lunch time.

The family sits at the dining table, happily eating their second lunch after the year.

The two children in the family are back, and Fang Mei is as happy as eating honey. Every day, she cooks a large table of delicious dishes, and they are also the favorites of Lu Zhou and Xiaotong. She can't wait to make his brothers and sisters fat Can't get out of this house.

In fact, Lu Zhou didn't care. Even before using the system's metabolic function enhancing medicine, he was the type who couldn't get fat no matter what he ate.

The table was full of delicious dishes, but Xiaotong suffered a lot.

Originally, in a country like the UK, which stood at the apex of the dark culinary world, the food was not very good, but now she was suddenly placed in a gourmet paradise, and she had to count the calories of each meal instead.

Seeing this little guy wanting to eat but not daring to eat, Lu Zhou couldn't help laughing.

Seemingly noticing Lu Zhou's gaze, Xiao Tong, who happened to think of something, stopped the chopsticks in his hand, looked towards Lu Zhou and said.

"...Brother, do you have any prejudice against economics?"

I don't know why she would ask such a question, Lu Zhou froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"Opinions? Not at all."

"Then why are you so resistant?" Xiaotong touched her head in confusion, "Professor Krugman has invited you so warmly, and this Lu-Bewley model seems to have a real chance of winning the Nobel Prize." Award."

Just as Lu Zhou was about to explain the reason, the old Lu sitting next to him saw Xiaotong put his hands on his head, and immediately scolded him.

"Don't touch your head while eating, the oil is all on your hair, look at any girl who is as careless as you, be careful that you won't be able to marry in the future."

Although his old Lu couldn't understand such difficult words as economics, Lu and models, but this did not prevent him from disciplining his daughter.

As soon as he heard what his father said, Xiaotong immediately showed a wronged expression.

"Dad! There is an older single dog here! Instead of urging him, you urge me instead, it's too much!"

Old Lu snorted.

"Your brother... let's not count on it for the time being, but on you."

Lu Zhou, who was drinking soup, was almost choked by his father's words, and he put down the bowl and chopsticks and looked at his father dissatisfied: "What do you mean by not expecting anything, I am very hurt! And what is an old single dog, I You're only twenty years old, okay?"

Xiaotong stuck out her tongue and didn't speak.

The old man went too far, didn't say anything, just let out a "hehe", sighed and shook his head.

Just when Lu Zhou felt the deep malice towards single dogs from the world, his mother who was sitting by the side finally couldn't stand it any longer and came out to help him.

"That's all right, all right, our Zhou'er also has his own ideas, when he wants to start a family, with his conditions, he will naturally start a family."

Lu Zhou sighed and said with a moved face.

"Mom still understands me!"

However, this emotion did not last for two seconds before he heard his mother continue to speak.

"But that's what I said, but with the nature of your job, you probably have few opportunities to meet girls! Mom is not in a hurry for you to get married, but you should have more contact with other girls anyway, so that your father and I have something to look forward to. Bar?"

"The girl in Aunt Wang's house looks pretty good to me. Why don't I wait two days and arrange a meeting for you? Let's get to know each other?"

Lu Zhou, who almost choked on the food, coughed dryly: "...Is this considered a blind date?"

"How can you say it's a blind date?" Upon hearing what her son said, the mother who had been seen through suddenly smiled embarrassedly, "I just introduced you to get acquainted."

Frowning and thinking for a while, Xiaotong suddenly spoke.

"Aunt Wang? The one upstairs opposite? That fat little girl?"

Lao Lu, who was buried in his meal, also interjected.

"What do you mean fat? People call it plump, and they are young. They are only twenty years old. They are honest and responsible. I think it's pretty good."

Xiaotong smiled wickedly and said, "Brother, do you want to press F?"

"roll!"

Fang Mei was stunned for a moment, she didn't quite understand the conversation between the two juniors.

"F? What F?"

"Young people's stalking is a little impolite, so I won't explain it," Lu Zhou coughed lightly and said, "Let's not talk about the blind date. I came back to try to be quiet, but I didn't have a single one in the past few days. Idle, you and Dad can't cause me any more trouble, can you? And I think it's good to be alone. If I really get married, I'm afraid there are not many people who can stand my personality and work and rest. Since Life after marriage will definitely not be happy, why delay the good girl?"

"You have such good conditions, what's the delay?" Lao Lu snorted and said dissatisfiedly, "In ancient times, an academician would be regarded as a scholar of the Imperial Academy, right? A girl from an ordinary family, I still look down on you. "

Xiaotong said with a smile: "Father, read less novels. Girls nowadays need romance besides bread."

Lao Lu stared: "What a novel! I'm telling the truth!"

Lu Zhou shook his head and continued to eat.

Being urged to marry by his parents has almost become a daily routine for him every time he goes home, but no matter what, the dishes made by his mother are quite delicious, and it can even be said to be one of the motivations for him to go home for the New Year.

The braised pork, which is as tender as tofu, is like biting into jelly. The mouthful of fragrance spreads along the taste buds on the tip of the tongue. Not only does it not feel greasy, it is full of sweetness and happiness.

Even after eating the delicacy of Michelin three stars, he still can't forget his mother's braised pork and Wuchang fish.

Just as he automatically blocked the "turning bombing" of his parents and concentrated on enjoying the food, there was a knock on the door at the entrance.

"It's probably someone who came to pay New Year's greetings. I'll go and have a look."

Putting down the chopsticks in her hand, Fang Mei stood up with a smile and walked towards the entrance.

The anti-theft door opened.

A beautiful and familiar figure stood at the door.

I saw a generous and decent smile on that pretty face, and along with the breeze blowing from outside the house, pleasant whispers flowed into the ears of everyone in the Lu family.

"Hello, auntie!"

this voice...

Simply devil.

Lu Zhou, who was eating in silence, had already noticed that his mother's eyes were staring straight at the man.

Especially the emotions overflowing from the eye sockets are almost the same as when watching Xiaotong who just came home...