Since Lu Zhou had an idea, there was only one thing left to do.
Lu Zhou borrowed the unfinished books and returned to his Zhongshan International home with the books and documents.
Just like every time he went into seclusion, Lu Zhou first went to the bathroom and took a shower. He then sat down in his study room and took out the ballpoint pen he had been using for a long time. He then began to write on a piece of draft paper.
[Define M ~ (k) as the following category:
[Its object is, h (X, e), where X is a smooth projective cluster on k, and e is an idempotent of the ring Corr0 ~ (X, X) Q. The morphism is Hom (h (X, e), h (Y, f)): = f · Corr0 ~ (X, Y) Q · e …]
[…]
Lu Zhou felt the same way when he was inspired.
The ideas were like a volcano erupting; they even surpassed his writing speed.
Lines of calculations were like a stream flowing through the mountains, washing away the tough stone ravines. The tip of the pen danced on the paper, leaving a trail of afterimages. Under the smooth strokes of the pen, the invisible notes were woven into a song that encompassed everything in the universe. It was a song that shook the hearts of the listeners.
Lu Zhou couldn't instantly print all of his ideas on paper. He couldn't help but wonder, if he was in the virtual reality world, would it be faster to print these ideas on "draft paper"?
However, after thinking about it carefully, he dispelled this idea.
Creative work required a high degree of concentration. After all, the neural interface virtual reality system was a process of simulating dreams. Therefore, the more relaxed one was, the easier it was to immerse oneself in the dream.
Perhaps actively guiding the dream could make it seem real and leave a clear memory of the dream after the dream ended. However, if he was doing creative work, there was an 80% chance that he wouldn't have enough brain power.
Weakening the ability to think in order to increase hand speed was undoubtedly putting the cart before the horse.
"At this rate, I should be able to produce the first in-progress result by the end of the month at the latest …"
Three pages of draft paper were filled with words. Lu Zhou paused for a moment and stretched his body. He continued to look at the unfinished steps in front of him.
"The graded structure of the cohomology ring of motive!"
"As well as its direct-sum decomposition!"
Anyway, it was only a few days before the end of the month.
Lu Zhou had made up his mind.
He would just stay at home for a few days before the thesis was written.
…
Just as Lu Zhou began a new round of retreat, in the male dormitory of Jin Ling University not far away, a young man excitedly pushed open the dormitory door. He strode in and threw his backpack on the chair.
Duan Siqi looked at Lu Zhou's expression as if he had just won a million dollars. He couldn't help but look at Lu Zhou's face.
"What are you so excited about? Did you get a scholarship? "
Ji Mo waved his hand and said with a proud smile on his face.
"Stop guessing, you won't be able to guess."
Yang Shuang, who was playing chess, looked back at Lu Zhou with interest.
"Then why don't you tell me?"
Ji Mo took a sip of water and said, "Professor Lu agreed to let me join his research project!"
The dormitory went silent for a few seconds.
It wasn't just Duan Siqi, Yang Shuang, and Wu Di, who was playing with his phone, were all shocked when they heard this.
"The f * ck? No way? Professor Lu's research project? The Professor Lu from the mathematics department who won the Fields Prize? "
Wu Di put down his phone and joined in the conversation. He looked at Li Mo in disbelief as he spoke.
"Really?! You're an undergraduate student … Why would he help you? "
Ji Mo was unhappy when he heard this, and he immediately retorted.
"So what if I'm an undergraduate student? I've already learned all the undergraduate courses by myself! Also, Professor Lu said that scientific research is a field of practice. Whether it's an undergraduate or a master's student, as long as you have the basic theoretical knowledge, you can try to expand your knowledge in practice. "
The first half of the sentence was fine, but when it came to the second half, Ji Mo couldn't help but blush.
Actually, it wasn't Professor Lu who said this, it was a student in his office.
Apparently, this student was Professor Lu's chief disciple, and she was taught by Professor Lu in high school.
If that's the case, it should be equivalent to what Professor Lu said, right?
"Also, almost half of the winners of the Fields Prize have won IMO gold medals! For example, Schulz, who won the same award as Professor Lu. His P-adic number and perfect space are the most promising directions in algebraic geometry … "
Yang Shuang held the mouse and clicked on the screen. He quickly turned around and asked curiously.
He curiously asked, "What are P-adic number and perfect space?"
"Ah, that's a long story, I don't know much, I just happen to know a little bit …"
Duan Siqi, who was sitting on the side, looked at Student Ji excitedly talking about some incomprehensible things. He maintained his dumbfounded expression for a long time before he let out a sigh.
Having such a nutty roommate is really stressful.
While other people were still putting sanitary pads in their shoes and walking on the field, this guy had already finished all of his undergraduate courses. While other people were still counting numbers, he was already doing scientific research with God Lu.
Whether it was a core or non-core job, he was still working for Academician Lu.
As long as he was serious about his work, he would definitely benefit greatly in terms of personal growth, regardless of how high his future development would be.
At the thought of this, Duan Siqi's heart was filled with envy.
Against such a talented player, there was nothing he could do. No matter how much time he spent in the library, he couldn't catch up to this guy's shadow.
However, it made sense. After all, Ji Mo had a perfect IMO score. Forget about Jin Ling University, even if he went to Berkeley or Princeton, people would still fight for him. Not to mention, he would definitely get a full scholarship.
Duan Siqi listened to Li Mo talk endlessly about the perfect space, p-progression, and other difficult things. Seeing Yang Shuang listening like a retard, a deep sense of frustration arose in Duan Siqi's heart. He didn't even have the mood to continue reading.
He silently took out his phone and looked at the virtual reality game closed beta tester invitation in his email. He had a complicated expression on his face.
Next Saturday at the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study, the first closed beta testing of the virtual reality system would begin as scheduled.
He didn't expect that he would be chosen. After all, the number of applicants had exceeded 10 million by the deadline, and there were only 200 closed beta testers in the country.
How did I even get selected? I'm afraid I've used up all of my luck.
Originally, I was planning on studying on Saturday …
Duan Siqi looked at the invitation and fell into deep thought.
Should I go or not?
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