Isn't this Professor Mochizuki? Nice to meet you. "
Although there was still a smile on his face, as soon as Schulz spoke, Lu Zhou smelled gunpowder.
Professor Mochizuki obviously also heard this. He raised his chin slightly, as if he was using his nostrils to express his disdain. He replied in a formulaic manner.
"Hello, Professor Schulz, long time no see."
"Yeah, long time no see. After all, it's not easy to see you. I can't trouble Mr. Sen Chongwen to 'introduce' me every time."
"Hahahaha."
Looking at the electric sparks between the two, Lu Zhou, who was standing in the middle, felt a headache.
Some time ago, Shinichi Mochizuki didn't reply to his email. He thought he was "blocked" because of his bad words. He didn't expect this guy to come here in person.
What he didn't expect was that this guy and Schulz happened to bump into each other.
Perelman frowned slightly. Even Perelman could see the hostility between the two of them, so he coughed lightly and said.
"If you have something to say, why don't you solve it in private first, then we can continue."
"No need." A bright smile appeared on Schulz's face. He said with a smile, "I have no conflict with Professor Mochizuki. And you came at the right time, we happened to be discussing the 500 pages of waste paper. "
Shinichi Mochizuki stared at him for a while. He didn't speak. He just looked at Lu Zhou.
"I have nothing to say to him, I'm here for you."
Lu Zhou sighed and spoke.
"It can be considered a coincidence."
"Since you're here, let's continue."
He turned around and faced the whiteboard. He no longer cared about the conflict between the two people behind him. He began to write on the whiteboard.
The moment the first line was written, the two people, who were still looking at each other, finally restrained their emotions and gradually focused on academic issues.
Especially when Lu Zhou wrote the fifth line of calculations, Shinichi Mochizuki's eyes narrowed slightly.
Anabelian geometry!
As the inventor of the mathematical language, he wasn't too surprised by the mathematical language he invented.
What truly amazed him was that there was actually someone who could use it so skillfully, to the extent that he could not help but applaud.
This was probably the first time he had seen something so shocking outside of Kyoto University.
For most people, the strange mathematical symbols created by him were enough to make people's scalps tingle. Not to mention using mathematical symbols to build a complete proof process.
Ten minutes.
Twenty minutes.
Finally, half an hour had passed. The five whiteboards were almost filled with densely packed calculations.
Just as the three people standing in front of the whiteboard began to feel a little sore in their necks, Lu Zhou finally put away the marker on the whiteboard. He stretched his arms and took half a step back.
After reading the calculations on the whiteboard, the surprised expression on Shinichi Mochizuki's face gradually turned into a dignified expression, then back to the look of disbelief.
Almost at the same time, Schulz also finished reading the calculations on the whiteboard. A smile gradually appeared on his face. Obviously, Lu Zhou came to a similar result as him.
As for Professor Perelman, the expression on his face still did not change, but a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.
"… The incompatibility of spatial measures means that the final inequality does not compare two quantities that should be compared …"
Looking at Shinichi Mochizuki, who was completely lost in thought, Lu Zhou continued softly, "But if you change the proof, as I wrote in formula 2.1, make the spatial measures compatible with each other."
Schulz smiled and said, "Then this inequality will lose its meaning."
Lu Zhou nodded and said, "Yes, but I suggest you don't interrupt."
Shrugging his shoulders, Schulz closed his mouth in boredom. He glanced at Shinichi Mochizuki, who was silent next to him. He then walked to the side and made himself a cup of coffee.
At this point, there was no suspense.
He admitted that Lu Zhou's analysis of the problem was closer to the essence than his own.
Even when falsifying the 3.12 inference, his argument process was infinitely close to proving this inference and deducing the final result of the ABC conjecture.
However, in the end, he was still "a little bit" away.
It was precisely that point that forced all the error tolerance to a corner. At the same time, this 500-page paper turned into a puff of bubbles.
Shinichi Mochizuki stared intently at the calculations on the whiteboard. He didn't speak for a long time.
Looking at Professor Mochizuki, who had fallen into silence, Lu Zhou thought for a while and spoke thoughtfully.
"The expression of analogue Abelian geometry is a bit unique … It took me a lot of time just to understand what these symbols represent. If there is no misunderstanding in the expression, this should be the argument process that you used 'easy to prove' or 'obvious' in the paper. "
Shinichi Mochizuki nodded.
"Yes."
Lu Zhou: "Do you have any more questions?"
Mochizuki shook his head.
"No."
There was no doubt that this was the most perfect derivation process he could think of, even more perfect than he expected.
Because of this …
He couldn't think of how to refute it.
Lu Zhou looked at Shinichi Mochizuki, who had fallen into silence. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly said, "In fact, analogue Abelian geometry has many noteworthy aspects when solving abstract mathematical problems, but the cost of mastering this tool is a bit high. I think if a knowledge wants to be passed on, understanding is the prerequisite for everything. "
Shinichi Mochizuki frowned as he stared at the calculations on the whiteboard. He spoke in an indifferent tone.
"I don't care."
"Then what's the point of your work?"
"The point?"
"That's right." Lu Zhou nodded and said, "Most scholars are confused about your work. There are very few scholars in the mathematics world who understand analogue Abelian geometry. The only people who understand your work are mostly your students or colleagues. Maybe you can still struggle in the mathematics world for ten or twenty years, but what about thirty or even fifty years later?
"Maybe your theory is lucky enough. Your students completed the work for you, sorting out the obscure things into mathematical principles that can be understood and accepted by most people. After a hundred years, there is a one in a million chance that this knowledge will germinate on unfamiliar soil.
"However, if it's not as lucky as we think, your students' research in this field will not surpass yours. In at most fifty years, no one will remember all the work you've done in this field. It will be forgotten as if it had never existed in this world. "
"Of course you don't care." Lu Zhou shrugged and looked at Shinichi Mochizuki, who had fallen into silence. He said in an indifferent tone, "I just feel a little pity for you."
After being silent for a long time, Professor Mochizuki, who was looking at the lines of calculations on the whiteboard, suddenly spoke.
"Can I ask a question?"
Lu Zhou: "Of course."
Shinichi Mochizuki: "You really only used two days?"
Lu Zhou smiled embarrassedly and said, "Sort of, although I didn't rest much during those two days."
Shinichi Mochizuki, who had a complicated expression on his face, nodded silently.
This time, he didn't say anything. Instead, he turned around and walked away.
…
The seminar continued.
After listening to Lu Zhou's explanation, both Perelman and Professor Schulz agreed that if they wanted to solve this kind of counter-intuitive mathematical problem, they could only do it through counter-intuitive mathematical tools.
It was best to use a language independent of the existing mathematical methods to describe this special type of Diophantine equation problem.
As for the problem breakthrough.
In Lu Zhou's opinion, he could consider starting from the refinement of Baker's theorem and slowly moving toward the result of the ABC conjecture.
Schulz had an unexpected interest in this topic. He temporarily stayed in the staff dormitory of Jin Ling University.
Although Lu Zhou said that he could arrange a better hotel for him, he declined on the grounds that it was too far away.
As for Shinichi Mochizuki, he had disappeared since that day. He couldn't be contacted, and he didn't plan to reply to emails.
Lu Zhou, who thought that he had returned to China, didn't care about him. Unexpectedly, on the morning of the third day, when a new day of the seminar was about to begin, Shinichi Mochizuki appeared again.
"You are right, I thought about it for a long time after returning to the hotel.
"… Whether it was the proof that refuted me or the proposal on Anabelian geometry.
"If no one remembers that I did these things in the end, then all the efforts I have made in this field may become meaningless after I retire. If I am already dead by then, it will be fine, but if I am still alive, it will definitely become a kind of suffering. "
Professor Mochizuki pointed his nostrils to the side, coughed lightly, and continued.
"… After returning to Kyoto this time, I will spend a little time to try the work that I have never done before.
"And before that, I want to stay here for a while.
"I want to put an end to the unfinished work from more than ten years ago."
Looking at Shinichi Mochizuki in surprise, Lu Zhou didn't expect him to admit his mistakes so frankly, and he didn't expect him to propose to stay at Jin Ling University for a while.
This is different from the rumors in the mathematics community …
It's a bit different.
Lu Zhou paused for a second and reached out his right hand with a smile.
"I'm glad you think so … Also, welcome to join us."
After shaking hands, Shinichi Mochizuki let go of Lu Zhou's right hand and continued to look at Schulz, who was standing on the side.
"I think we have a serious misunderstanding … But don't expect me to apologize to you, this is not my fault."
Schultz smiled and crossed his arms as he joked.
"It's okay, I didn't expect it. Also, although there are obvious problems with your proof process, we all think that your idea is still feasible. We need to create a new mathematical language to describe this problem … Welcome to our research group. It seems that L · S · P has to be changed to L · S · P · M. "
He smiled and reached out his right hand.
Shinichi Mochizuki frowned. After hesitating for a moment, he finally shook it.
"Happy … working with you."
"This is definitely the most luxurious lineup in the history of mathematics." Lu Zhou looked at the two people shaking hands and said jokingly, "I bet it's at least one of them."
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