Jinling suburbs.
Lu Zhou, who had just sneezed, reached out and rubbed his nose. He stared at the holographic image projected in front of him for a while, then suddenly spoke.
"Maybe I should hire an assistant."
"Huh??? Xiao Ai can't satisfy Master anymore??? ∑ (? Д? ノ) ノ "
Originally, Lu Zhou just said it casually, but he didn't expect it to accidentally cause a panic in a certain not-so-smart AI.
Lu Zhou looked at Xiao Ai, who jumped in front of him pitifully, and sighed.
"It's because you're always like this that I need a normal assistant."
Xiao Ai: "But but … QAQ"
Lu Zhou sighed and said, "Okay, okay, I'm not saying you're useless, but some topics are really not suitable for AI to do. Especially the part involving fuzzy operations, it may be too difficult for you. "
Xiao Ai: "How do you know if you don't try? (=? Ω?) "
"Then I'll just say it. I plan to simplify the gravitational wave equation of the Z particle, use mathematical methods to make more accurate predictions of the results of the Z particle transition effect, and establish a more accurate mathematical model between the Z particle vibration frequency and the curvature of space-time … Are you still listening?"
Xiao Ai: "… (? Д? ≡? Д?) "
Lu Zhou: "…"
…
As early as a century ago, Lu Zhou had published a paper on arXiv and "Future" called "The Effect of the Z Particle Transition Effect on the Curvature of Space-Time".
The core mathematical physics formula cited in this paper was the gravitational wave equation of the Z particle completed by Professor Wei Hong and Dobrik.
How this equation was discovered was a tortuous story.
However, now was obviously not the time to talk about the past. If he wanted to open a stable hyperspace channel, he must find the accurate relationship between the frequency of the Z particle oscillation and the curvature of space-time.
In fact, Lu Zhou should have done this a long time ago, but because of many things that happened at that time, this work was delayed again and again, so it was not completed after a century …
Jin Ling University.
In an activity room in the laboratory building, two young men were standing in front of a holographic projection whiteboard. They seemed to be thinking about something.
"Very interesting question."
After staring at the lines of calculations on the blackboard for a long time, Professor Sun Jingwen gently pushed the holographic glasses on the bridge of his nose and gave an evaluation. "On the surface, this is a physics problem, but in the end, the problems involved are concentrated in the field of mathematics."
"That's right. That's why I found you." Lu Zhou glanced at him and asked, "Do you have any good ideas?"
He had a good impression of Professor Sun. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to him to discuss this issue.
First of all, the honors he received proved his strength. Second of all, Lu Zhou dared to challenge the generalized Riemann's conjecture. Lu Zhou's courage to face the treasures he left behind for the mathematics community moved him.
Although Lu Zhou was still lacking in knowledge, Lu Zhou didn't think this was a big problem.
Anyway, he didn't expect Professor Sun to directly solve the difficulties he faced. He only hoped that this guy could stand from another perspective and provide an idea that he didn't consider.
However, Professor Sun's reaction failed Lu Zhou's expectations.
Facing the whiteboard, he showed a wry smile on his face. He didn't know what to say.
"Even you haven't figured out anything, how could I have any good ideas?"
Hearing these words, Lu Zhou was a little disappointed. He sighed and spoke.
"If that's what you think, then pretend I didn't ask."
If he started to set limits without thinking deeply and subconsciously thought that this problem was invincible, then there was basically no need to try.
Even if he tried, there would be no good results.
Perhaps he was stimulated by the disappointed expression on Lu Zhou's face. Professor Sun Jingwen gritted his teeth and spoke.
"Wait a minute … Can you give me a chance?"
"Of course." Lu Zhou nodded nonchalantly. He glanced at the lines of calculations on the whiteboard and continued, "I plan to make this problem a public proposition and post it on the LSPM forum.
"If anyone can solve it, in my opinion, the Lu Zhou Mathematics Prize will definitely be there."
Although it was only to facilitate the release of the proof of the ABC conjecture at the time, today, LSPM had developed into an open academic forum.
Many well-known big names in mathematics today had accounts on that forum.
If it was published in their own name, there should be a lot of people participating.
When Professor Sun Jingwen heard about the Lu Zhou Mathematics Prize, his heart suddenly became excited.
That was the highest honor in mathematics today, the undisputed holy grail of mathematics! It was only selected once a year, awarded to only one person at a time, and only awarded to the scholar with the most outstanding contribution!
From the 1950s to the present, many people had been queuing for decades, but they had not won this medal.
Even though he did not study mathematics for the sake of winning the prize, he stood here purely because he loved this subject. However, this glory was enough to make Sun Jingwen, who looked up to it, feel emotional.
Looking at the expression on the young scholar's face, Lu Zhou nodded with a smile and did not give any comments.
He felt like he saw himself from a long time ago in Lu Zhou.
It was just that in terms of strength and mentality, he had yet to grow up, and he still lacked some accumulation …
After leaving the activity room, Lu Zhou went straight back to his office.
He had temporarily returned to campus life. During this time, he was either preparing for classes, repairing his hyperspace theory, or occasionally giving pointers to Academician Ge Huaizhi and the others.
However, after returning to the office, he hadn't even sat down when the old dean of the mathematics department came to visit him.
He knocked on the office door and saw Lu Zhou sitting at his desk. Academician Qin Chuan, the dean of the mathematics department, walked up with a smile on his face and spoke with concern.
"How is it? It's been a hundred years, our juniors at Jin Ling University didn't let you down, right? "
As the current academic leader of the Lu Zhou School of Thought, he was always the most concerned about his ancestor's affairs.
These days, as long as he had nothing to do, he would come over and ask about Lu Zhou's well-being.
"How could I be disappointed with my juniors?" Lu Zhou said with a smile, "Seeing how diligent they are, I'm a little ashamed."
Dean Qin smiled and said, "Haha, don't say that. If they could be half as diligent as you, our school's awards would be doubled."
Lu Zhou: "Scientific research is not a competition. Winning awards is secondary. The things they learn, in my opinion, are already excellent."
Qin Chuan: "Let's not talk about the students. How are you doing here?"
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about me. If I really have any opinions, I'm not the kind of person who hides things in my heart."
"I'm relieved to hear this." Dean Qin said with a smile, "If you need any help, please be sure to tell me. As long as we can help, we will do our best to do it!"
"Then I'll say thank you first."
Lu Zhou nodded and was about to say something, but the phone rang at this moment.
Seeing that Lu Zhou was on the phone, Dean Qin immediately smiled and spoke.
"Since you still have things to do here, then I won't bother you."
After saying that, he quickly turned around and left.
The office door closed, and the room became quiet again.
Looking at the strange call, Lu Zhou guessed that it was probably from the Pan-Asian Academy of Sciences to discuss matters related to the space elevator, so he didn't hesitate and pressed the answer button.
However, what he didn't expect was that a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Hello, I'm Lu Xiaoqiao, your … granddaughter."
Wondering why Lu Xiaoqiao suddenly called him, Lu Zhou asked with some surprise.
"What's the matter?"
"It may not be convenient to talk on the phone. Anyway, are you free recently?"
"Sort of."
The person on the other end of the phone took a deep breath and spoke in a serious tone.
"… If possible, could you please come to Shangjing?"
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