As it turned out, Lu Zhou's premonition was correct.
He didn't know what had gotten into her, but Molina really came to his hotel.
Since she was already here, Lu Zhou couldn't refuse, so he took her to the bar on the second floor of the hotel.
Unlike ordinary bars, this kind of bar that came with a five-star hotel was more like a restaurant than a bar. The target audience was also more inclined toward business people. Therefore, not only was the decoration more modern and elegant, but the music in the bar was also mainly piano, violin, and saxophone.
Of course, the liquor that was usually provided in bars was also available here, although many of them were not written on the menu.
Lu Zhou ordered a bacon burger and a German stout. Then, he watched as the guy ordered a bunch of colorful cocktails. Without saying a word, he poured one glass after another on himself.
Finally, Lu Zhou couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't help but speak up.
"Drink less, it's bad for your brain."
How could he drink like this? Moreover, he ordered a bunch of colorful cocktails right off the bat. It was obvious that he was a newbie.
"My treat."
"It's not a matter of who's inviting who … Although if you insist on inviting me, I won't object."
Molina: "Then why?"
Lu Zhou: "If you act like this, I'll think that you're plotting against me."
The cup in her hand paused. Molina, who was drinking, frowned and said in a daze.
"… What are you plotting?"
It was over. It seemed like it was already too late.
This stupid guy was probably drunk to the point of going to his head.
Lu Zhou sighed.
"… Nothing, pretend I didn't say anything."
After drinking the "Sunrise" in the cup, Molina's eyes were stained with a trace of confusion.
She stared at the bar for a long time. She turned her face to Lu Zhou and suddenly said.
"I only found out today …"
After taking a bite of the burger, Lu Zhou asked casually.
"Know what?"
After being silent for a long time, a trace of struggle flashed across her confused eyes. Molina suddenly sighed, put the cup back on the table, and gave up.
"… Nothing, pretend I didn't say anything."
Lu Zhou: "…???"
Are you f * cking kidding me?
Molina didn't plan to explain. She took out a handbag from the side and slammed it on the table.
"These things are for you."
Lu Zhou: "… What is this?"
"It's passed down from generation to generation, mainly Professor Abel's notes. By the way, there are traces of a ballpoint pen on a few pages … I accidentally did it when I was young. Don't worry about it. "
For some reason, Molina almost squeezed the words out of her teeth when she said "ancestral", so much so that Lu Zhou wasn't sure if she made such a decision because she was drunk.
Lu Zhou looked at the bag on the table and said hesitantly.
"… Is it really okay to give me such an important thing?"
Molina slammed the empty glass on the table and spoke with a blank expression.
"It's okay, I don't need them anymore … Anyway, it's all messed up."
Looking at the determined expression on Molina's face, Lu Zhou went silent for a while and finally sighed.
"… Then I'll keep these things here for the time being. If you want them back, send me a message. Don't be shy."
"Don't worry, there will never be a day like that. Seeing these things will only make me upset … I'm going to the bathroom."
She drank the last glass of wine in one gulp. Molina put her hands on the table and stood up shakily.
However, before she could straighten her knees, Lu Zhou saw her legs move forward and sit back down.
Her head hit the table with a bang. She didn't even scream in pain before she fell straight on the table, unconscious. Lu Zhou was dumbfounded.
She blacked out just like that?
Although it was expected, this was too sudden.
Looking at the unconscious Molina, Lu Zhou was speechless.
What happened to buying me a drink?
Why did I have to pay in the end?
"… Forget it. For the sake of this great gift, I'll pay for this wine for the time being."
Lu Zhou looked at the bag on the table and sighed. He reached out and pressed the bell on the table and called the waiter to the side.
Although all the expenses in the hotel could be counted into the room fee, he wasn't the kind of person who liked to take advantage of the public, and he didn't lack the money, so he insisted on paying with his card.
The waiter looked at Molina, who was lying on the table, and smiled thoughtfully.
"Sir, do you need to check in for this lady?"
Lu Zhou wiped his mouth with a napkin and said casually. "Yeah, thank you."
"Okay, sir."
Suddenly, Lu Zhou noticed the ambiguous smile on the waiter's face. He instantly reacted, coughed, and spoke.
"What I mean is, help her get another guest room … Also, please help me find two ladies and throw her in."
The waiter realized that he had misunderstood. He immediately showed an apologetic expression on his face and spoke in an apologetic tone.
"Okay, sir."
…
After taking a flight of tens of thousands of kilometers, Lu Zhou originally planned to go to bed early. However, after a large glass of beer and a burger, he couldn't sleep at all.
He tossed and turned in bed for a long time, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. Lu Zhou decided not to sleep. He took out the notebook from his handbag and flipped through it with interest.
The content of the notebook was quite messy. Rather than calling it a research notebook, it was more like a diary filled with all kinds of mathematical drafts and inspirations.
Even though Lu Zhou had the habit of writing down inspirations, he was still a little different from Professor Abel. At least, Professor Abel wouldn't mix academic matters with trivial matters in life.
However, Professor Abel seemed to be more casual. Not only did he like to intersperse some of his insights about poverty and life in academic content, but he also seemed to be quite concerned about the situation in the Mediterranean and the West African movement.
This reminded Lu Zhou of an old friend, Professor Tao, who taught at the University of California, Los Angeles. In this regard, the two were very similar. It was just that one of them was in a diary, while the other was on a personal blog.
For example, when Lu Zhou flipped through one of the diaries, the first page was about Professor Abel's wallet being stolen on a train and cursing the thief. The next page was about the proposition that "general algebraic equations higher than the fourth degree have no general form of algebraic solutions".
This proposition seemed like a matter of course now, but in that era, it was equivalent to the Millennium Prize Problems. It had a history far longer than Riemann's conjecture. It had existed for two and a half centuries.
By the way, this proposition was solved by him in 1824. Judging from the time on the footer of the diary, it was the end of 1823 when he wrote this.
As for Riemann's conjecture …
Two years later, Dr. Riemann was born in a small town in the Kingdom of Hanover. It would take another 20 years for him to switch from the study of theology and philosophy to mathematics.
In fact, the mathematics of the 19th century was very backward compared to today.
Even a genius like Abel, due to the limitations of the times, it was impossible for him to leave any amazing discoveries in his diary. Lu Zhou did not have any expectations for this.
However, although it was unlikely for him to discover a new mathematical theorem or proposition, as a great man of his time, his mathematical ideas were worth exploring.
Who knew, he might discover something interesting in there.
Lu Zhou was also very curious about what this short-lived genius was researching in the last moments of his life.
Lu Zhou turned to the next page. However, his thumb and index finger suddenly stopped.
"… This is."
It was a sketch. Lu Zhou did not know if it was drawn with a pencil or charcoal.
There were obelisk-like "monuments" standing on the ground, and the endless wilderness continued to extend toward the edge …
The moment Lu Zhou saw this painting, his pupils suddenly shrank.
This painting!
He had seen it before!
Although it wasn't in the form of a painting …
Lamp pen
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