Even though these mathematicians usually chose places with beautiful scenery or rich cultural heritage to host their "parties", it was undeniable that for a large-scale international academic conference like this, the mathematical strength of a region was also one of the factors considered.
After all, everyone wanted to host a conference like this in their own country. This was not only a good thing, but it would also bring a lot of convenience.
However, it wasn't easy to get scholars from all over the world to do this.
Not only did this test academic influence, but it also tested one's connections in the academic community.
Beijing was able to host the International Congress of Mathematicians in 2002 thanks to Mr. Shiing-Shen Chen's help. This was also the first time the International Congress of Mathematicians was held in China.
It could be said that the International Congress of Mathematicians opened a door for the relatively closed Chinese mathematics community, allowing Chinese mathematicians to hand out their business cards to the international academic community.
When they heard that the next conference would be held in China, almost all of the scholars in the venue who were born in the mainland suddenly felt their hearts burn with excitement.
Thunderous applause and cheers resounded throughout the venue. Many scholars from other countries sitting next to the Chinese scholars were shocked by this enthusiasm.
Academician Wang Shicheng sat in the venue and clapped. He couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.
Before the closing ceremony began, his heart was filled with mixed emotions. He hoped that the International Mathematical Union would choose China as the venue for the next conference, but he was also a little worried that the venue would be set in Jinling.
Even though his concerns weren't enough to affect the voting of the International Mathematical Union, and the venue for the next conference was set in Jin Ling, he didn't know why, but for some reason, he suddenly felt like "it doesn't matter".
Xu Chenyang, who was sitting not far away, slapped his thigh excitedly. He wanted to stand up, but he was worried that he would affect the people behind him. After hesitating for a while, he finally sat back down.
Zhang Wei clenched his fists as he stared at the stage with unconcealable excitement.
What excited him wasn't just the fact that the next International Congress of Mathematicians was held in Jinling, but it also made him feel like a shining star was rising.
Seriously speaking, this wasn't the first time a mathematics conference of this scale was held in Jinling.
Ever since the Yang-Mills equations Millennium Prize Problems report, this city that was far away from the international mathematics community had unknowingly become the focus of the international mathematics community.
Jin Ling University, which was in a marginal position in the Chinese mathematics community, had unknowingly accumulated a lot of experience in hosting international mathematics conferences. In the blink of an eye, Jin Ling University had become the top university with the closest exchanges with the international mathematics community.
It could be said that everything that Jin Ling University had right now was what the Yan University and Aurora University dreamed of.
He had accomplished all of this with just the strength of a single person, accomplishing a great feat that a school of thought could not accomplish even after spending decades.
This was simply too terrifying …
A Korean American scholar looked at the China scholars who were so excited that they stood up. He and his British American companion whispered in a low voice.
"Why can a developing China conference be held twice? I think there must be some kind of insider information behind this vote. "
The British scholar sitting next to him paused for a second. He then spoke with a strange expression on his face.
"You still believe that they're the developing China conference?"
Rumor. Rumor. Rumor. Rumor. East Asia Power is in negotiations with the Korean Electric Power Company on cross-regional power grids. If everything goes well, it won't be long before high-voltage power lines from China cross the Changbai Mountains and enter the Korean Peninsula.
A developing China conference with controllable fusion technology. A developing China conference that can build power grids to developed countries and export them like crazy …
No matter how much the phrase "developing China conference" was emphasized, only the China people believed it.
Yang Yongan happened to overhear the conversation between the two. He raised his chin at the Korean scholar and spoke with a beaming smile.
"Because we have Professor Lu. What do you have, do you have any Fields Awards?"
This sentence was impeccable, and it immediately hit the Korean scholar's sore spot.
Forget about the fact that Korea didn't have any Fields Awards, compared to Japan, which had already occupied a place in the international mathematics community, and China, the Korean mathematics community was almost the shame of developed countries. People couldn't help but ask, "Do Korea really have mathematicians?"
The Korean scholar gritted his teeth and clenched his fists angrily.
Perhaps he was infuriated by Yang Yongan's arrogant look, he immediately retorted angrily, "How do you know that he must be yours? We also have the surname Lu! "
Yang Yongan: "…?"
Wang Shicheng: "?"
Zhang Wei: "???"
Qin Yue: "???"
…
At the end of the closing ceremony, the International Congress of Mathematicians finally came to an end.
The news that the next International Congress of Mathematicians would be held in Jinling quickly spread across the world. It spread across all of China, as well as the WeChat and QQ groups of various colleges and universities.
For the laymen, it didn't have much of an impact. However, for the people attending the conference, they were as excited as when they heard that Beijing had won the Olympic bid many years ago.
A new force was rising in the international mathematics community. The center of the world mathematics community, which moved to North America after World War II, was moving toward the Pacific Ocean.
Tonight, many people were going to stay up all night because of this exciting news …
On a flight from St. Petersburg to Beijing.
Lu Zhou was leaning against his seat. He couldn't help but yawn.
Unlike his compatriots who stayed up all night because of the 2026 ICM conference, he didn't know what happened at the closing ceremony thousands of kilometers away. The reason why he wasn't in a good state of mind was because of the time difference and some other reasons.
He got off the plane.
On the way out of the airport, Lu Zhou went to the bathroom and took out a bottle of energy medicine from the system space.
Lu Zhou rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little better. He put the empty bottle back in his pocket and washed his face with the water in his hand.
He didn't have a lot of energy left. The mission completion cycle was getting longer and longer, and there were fewer and fewer lucky draw opportunities. It was better to use them sparingly.
After washing his face, Lu Zhou was about to leave the bathroom when he suddenly received a call from his father.
Lu Zhou picked up the phone and walked out of the bathroom.
"Hey, Dad, what's up?"
"Nothing, your mom and I just saw you on the international news … Why did you go to Russia? You didn't even call us. "
Although his father couldn't grab the remote control to watch the news every day, it just so happened that they were broadcasting his news these few days. As long as he switched to the news channel, it would be hard for him not to watch it.
When Lu Zhou heard his father complaining, he had a helpless expression on his face.
Actually, he was quite helpless.
It wasn't that he didn't call his family on purpose, it was just that he had to prepare for the 60-minute report before going to St. Petersburg. He was so busy that he wanted to split himself in half. Now that he was in St. Petersburg, it was normal for him to forget to call his family.
"It's only a week, and it's a conference, there's nothing to say."
"What do you mean there's nothing to say?! You won such a big … prize, why didn't you tell your mom and dad? "
When Lu Zhou heard this, he really wanted to say that this thing was just so-so. It was much worse than the Fields Prize.
However, he also understood that his father wasn't complaining that he didn't bring home those foreign medals, but that he didn't even call his family.
Lu Zhou sighed and didn't argue. He just followed his father's words.
"Okay then, I'll remember next time."
Sure enough, this trick worked on the old man. Old Lu quickly forgot about this and began to talk about other things.
"Oh yeah, I heard from Old Wu that Russia is rich in vodka. Remember to bring me some when you come back, I want to try it."
Lu Zhou said, "You can buy that stuff at the supermarket, right?"
Old Lu: "It's not the same! How is it the same as buying it at the supermarket? "
Lu Zhou: "…"
Isn't it just the taste of alcohol mixed with water? It's like chili water, what's the difference?
Lu Zhou sighed and spoke.
"I just got off the plane, I'm already back in China … How about I go to the duty-free shop for you?"
Old Lu: "Huh? I just saw you on the news, you're already back? Forget it then. If you go to the duty-free shop to buy it for me, I might as well go to the supermarket to buy it myself. Let's talk about it later when we have the chance. "
Lu Zhou: "Yeah …"
Old Lu: "Oh yeah, I wanted to ask, do you have something on your mind?"
When Lu Zhou heard his father's words, he paused for a second and spoke.
"No, don't worry about me."
Old Lu snorted from the other end of the phone and said, "I'm not worried about you. You're already much better than me. If you can't solve a problem, I'm afraid I won't understand it even if you read it to me."
Lu Zhou smiled embarrassedly.
Even though he was a little smug, he still spoke humbly.
"You can't say that, academics are academics, after all, this is my job. If you want to compete with me in fishing …"
"Okay, let's get down to business."
On the other end of the phone, Dad paused for a moment before continuing in a serious tone.
"I don't care if you like it or not, I have to tell you this. There are no perfect people in this world, and there are no absolute correct choices. Even great mathematicians peed their pants when they were young, and they also miscalculated addition and subtraction —"
"Ahem! Dad, let's talk properly. What … what kind of examples are these? "
When Lu Zhou heard this, he almost choked to death.
Thank god he didn't turn on the loudspeaker, otherwise, he would be so embarrassed!
However, Old Lu didn't seem to care. He continued to speak on the other end of the phone.
"… I just want to tell you that no matter what choice you make, it doesn't matter what others think of you. It doesn't even matter if it's good or bad. What's important is that you feel that you're right, that you have a clear conscience, and that you won't regret it one day.
"As for the rest, what does it have to do with you?"
After he said that, there was silence on the phone for a while.
After going silent for half a minute, Lu Zhou suddenly smiled.
"Okay, I understand."
"That's good." Old Lu nodded and suddenly changed the topic. He said, "Oh yeah, that Riemann's conjecture, did you really prove it?"
Lu Zhou said, "Even you know about it?"
Old Lu: "I heard that Academician Lu, after you solved the Riemann's conjecture, the passwords of your bank cards are no longer secure! I was discussing with your mother whether or not to withdraw the money from the bank. Speaking of which, you have a lot of money on your bank card, right? How about you withdraw half of it first? "
Lu Zhou: "… It's a bit troublesome to withdraw half of it."
MMP！
The next time he caught the person who said this, he swore that he wouldn't beat him to death!
No one can stop them!
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