Princeton Institute for Advanced Study.
Professor Fefferman's office.
Professor Fefferman was sitting behind the desk, staring meticulously at the paper in his hand. Professor Sarnak, who came to visit, asked curiously.
"What are you looking at?"
Professor Fefferman turned a page of the paper in his hand. He didn't look up as he replied casually.
"An in-progress result of LSPM."
"An in-progress result of LSPM?" Professor Sarnak was taken aback for a moment. His whole person suddenly seemed to have been struck by lightning. A shocked expression appeared on his face. "So fast?! How far have they gone? "
Fefferman, who was completely immersed in the amazing demonstration process, had no time to pay attention to him, so he said perfunctorily, "What's wrong with you?"
"The printer is right next to it. You can print it yourself."
Professor Sarnak immediately walked to the side of the printer and operated the printer to print out a paper.
Sarnak stared at the paper and spent about an hour quickly skimming through the paper.
When he finally put down the paper in his hand, his face was filled with a shocked expression.
"Unbelievable …
"This is equivalent to —"
"A new mathematical language." Professor Fefferman, who had also finished reading the paper, took a sip of cold tea and said, "Although it is a simplified version, it is enough to describe the ABC conjecture … The person who came up with this idea is a genius, and the person who realized it is a devil. It's hard to imagine that such an amazing result was made in two weeks. "
"What's even more unbelievable is that they actually chose to upload such an important in-progress result." Professor Sarnak couldn't help but say after looking at the content of the paper.
The results of this paper were very close to the final proposition of the ABC conjecture. They had already refined Baker's theorem and used the conclusion {d 6. From this, Fermat's last theorem was established!
In other words, if the weak form of the ABC conjecture was born 20 or 30 years earlier, Wiles would not be here.
Because of this, in Sarnak's view, this in-progress result was only one layer away from the final answer. As long as he pierced through it, the proof of the ABC conjecture would be in front of him!
"This is nothing." Professor Fefferman smiled noncommittally at Professor Sarnak's statement. "Even if this weak form is only one step away from the proof of the ABC conjecture, do you think anyone can kick the ball in faster than them?"
Professor Sarnak paused for a second, and an awkward smile appeared on his face.
"That's true …"
Professor Lu alone could rule out this possibility. Not to mention that in addition to him, there were also outstanding young mathematicians like Schulz, Perelman, and Shinichi Mochizuki in the LSPM research group.
The difficulty of getting the answer before these four people would be no easier than proving the ABC conjecture from scratch again, maybe even worse.
It seemed that his worries were purely superfluous.
"I'm looking forward to it more and more." Professor Fefferman said with a smile, "My intuition tells me that by the end of this month at the latest, we will be able to give a conclusive answer to the ABC conjecture."
"At the end of the month?" Professor Sarnak frowned. "But there is only one week left before the end of the month. Although they are indeed very strong, and this in-progress result is close enough to the final proof, but … "
"Do you want to bet anything?"
Professor Sarnak coughed.
"This … Never mind."
…
Early morning on April 29th.
It had been almost four weeks since the establishment of the ISPM research group.
Lu Zhou opened his eyes from his bedroom. He got up and got out of bed. He went to the bathroom to wash up, then ate the fried eggs and sandwiches prepared by Xiao Ai. He then walked out the door unhurriedly.
The retreat ended on the 28th, or more specifically, at three o 'clock in the afternoon yesterday.
He hadn't had a good rest during this period of time, so he got up a little later today. He didn't arrive at the library until nine o 'clock.
When Lu Zhou arrived here, his three teammates had been waiting here for a long time.
"Sorry, I'm late."
"It's okay, we were just guessing if you would get up in the afternoon. We didn't expect you to be only an hour late …" Schulz smiled carelessly and joked, "Seriously, why don't you go back and sleep for a while? You haven't rested much these days. Anyway, there is only one last step left in our work. It doesn't matter if we finish it a day later or a day earlier. "
"No." Lu Zhou said with a smile, "Although this proposal is very tempting, I prefer to finish everything first, and then enjoy my leisure time … Let's end it quickly."
Three hours.
Everyone reported their research progress in turn and wrote the section they were responsible for on the whiteboard.
The fragmented clues were like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. When they were put together again, all the clues were connected.
Shinichi Mochizuki looked at the last line on the whiteboard. His face was full of disbelief.
"I thought it would take at least a few days to get used to the process, I didn't expect …"
Schulz: "I didn't expect everything to go so smoothly?"
Shinichi Mochizuki nodded.
"It's like this."
"This is a good thing." Lu Zhou looked at the whiteboards hanging on the walls of the entire activity room. He said with a sense of accomplishment, "It means that we have touched something closer to the essence than the ABC conjecture itself."
Shinichi Mochizuki frowned and fell into deep thought.
"Essence … What is that?"
"The essence is the essence. It's difficult to describe what it is, not to mention that even I will take a while to digest it." Lu Zhou smiled and continued, "And I'm sure that the four of us feel different from it."
However, it shouldn't take too long.
If everything went well, he planned to finish this work before going to Mars.
Perelman, who had not spoken, suddenly said, "I can understand what you mean … In fact, I feel the same way."
Schulz nodded.
"It's vague … but it does exist."
Shinichi Mochizuki didn't speak. He just frowned and fell into deep thought. Although Lu Zhou's statement was very mysterious, he seemed to have a similar feeling in his subconscious.
Lu Zhou looked at the clock on the wall next to him and suggested with a smile.
"It's getting late, let's go eat first."
When they came back after the meal, they would sort out these things on the whiteboard and publish them. This would almost be enough to put an end to this cooperation.
"Wait a minute." Schulz raised his hand and suggested with a smile, "This is the ABC conjecture. In order to commemorate this great and glorious moment, I propose that we leave our signatures on it together!"
Shinichi Mochizuki hesitated and said, "Signature? But aren't they going to be erased in the end? "
"That's not necessarily true." Lu Zhou said with a smile, "I'm sure our dean will be very happy to keep them intact."
Although Perelman wasn't very interested in this kind of meaningless thing, he had no other opinions.
Just like this, under Schulz's proposal, the four people left their signatures on the whiteboard, then stood in front of the whiteboard to take a group photo as a souvenir.
After doing these things, Lu Zhou left the library and went to the cafeteria.
It happened to be the rush hour after class. The cafeteria was full of students who had just finished class. It was so crowded that it was almost impossible to find a place to stay.
He definitely couldn't find his "special seat" in the corner of the cafeteria, but Lu Zhou wasn't that kind of picky person. After waiting in line to get his meal, he casually found an empty seat and sat down.
After working all morning, his stomach had already begun to growl.
He couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks. Just as Lu Zhou was about to start eating, he suddenly heard an excited discussion coming from several students sitting next to him.
Student A: "F * ck! Did you see today's news? "
Student B: "I saw it! It's so nutty!!! "
Student C: "What news? What are you talking about? "
Student A: "The prehistoric relic on Mars! You don't even know about such a big thing? Did you just connect to the Internet?! "
Student C: "My … my phone was just sent for repair. What is it? Prehistoric relic? Mars? "
Lu Zhou: "…???"
F * ck?!
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