When it came to bragging, Lu Zhou felt like he was slightly inferior.
Because the old man added, "Of course, there's still hope."
"Of course, there's still hope."
Lu Zhou: "…"
For the first time ever, Faltings took the initiative to talk to him, just to say a few words.
After that, the old man held his knife and fork and focused on cutting the steak. He didn't care about anything else around him.
It was as if he was thinking about a mathematical problem.
As for the scholar sitting on the other side of him, he was sitting on pins and needles.
It was obvious that the big name next to him put a lot of pressure on him.
After the banquet in the Blue Hall, there was a ball in the Gold Hall.
The swaying candlelight sprinkled from the copper candlesticks on both sides of the hall, shining on the clean and clear floor tiles. The goddess of Lake Mälaren sat in the middle of the mural, looking at the people dancing on the dance floor with her eyes full of wisdom.
As for Lu Zhou, he stood on the edge of the dance floor with a glass of champagne in his hand. He was talking and laughing with Academician Wang Yuping, who also came from afar.
Lu Zhou didn't get to greet him at the banquet, but now he had the chance to see him.
Academician Wang Yuping stood next to Lu Zhou and said, "I can't believe you've grown so fast in just one year. You even won the Crafoord Prize. This really puts Yan University students to shame."
"Yan University has a lot of young talents, such as Zhang Wei, Yun Zhiwei, and Xu Chenyang. When I was in Princeton, I often heard people talking about their research," said Lu Zhou with a smile.
"Don't be humble, your achievements aren't just talked about. You're still young, and your future will only be wider." Wang Yuping shook his head and paused for a second. He then smiled and said, "So, how long do you plan on staying in Princeton? Are you coming back? "
"A year or two, maybe three to five years." Lu Zhou smiled and said, "I'll definitely come back."
Wang Yuping smiled and said, "It's good that you're back. Are you interested in being a professor at Yan University?"
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Academician Chen already asked me this question, but I think Jin Ling University is more suitable for me."
"Okay then, it seems like you have your own plans." Academician Wang Yuping sighed and said in a joking tone, "But Yan University doesn't have the fate to invite you to be a professor. You can come here occasionally to give a lecture or report, right?"
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded. "It's my honor."
The ball was already halfway through, but Lu Zhou had no intention of participating at all.
It wasn't that he wasn't interested at all. It was just that he had come in a hurry. He didn't even have a dance partner, let alone bring a relative like the other two winners.
Fortunately, he wasn't the only one who didn't know how to dance, so it wasn't awkward for him to chat with his peers while holding a glass of champagne.
As long as no one asked him to dance …
However, this was clearly impossible.
While Lu Zhou and Academician Wang Yuping were talking about dinner at the banquet, a woman in a long evening dress walked over and smiled at him.
"Hello, Mr. Lu Zhou, can I have some of your time?"
Lu Zhou looked at her and said, "Of course … You are?"
"Maria Vyazovska." Maria smiled and reached out her right hand. She said, "If you think my last name is too hard to pronounce, you can just call me by my name."
When Lu Zhou heard this name, he had a look of realization on his face.
Maria Vyazovska, the winner of the Salem Prize in February. Just like Molina's supervisor, she was also a popular candidate for the 2018 Fields Medal.
Also this year, she solved a famous mathematics problem that had a history of nearly two hundred years, which was the problem of filling high-dimensional spheres in 8 and 24 dimensions.
This problem was closely related to crystal physics and string theory in theoretical physics. It could be said to be a not very well-known but widely used proposition.
"Thank you for your invitation, but I don't know how to dance."
Lu Zhou shook hands with the legendary mathematics goddess and politely expressed his regret. However, when he was about to let go, he realized that Maria had no intention of letting go.
"But you have to learn, right?" Maria smiled and said, "I can teach you. I believe that for a 21-year-old genius who won the Crafoord Prize, this is not a difficult thing to do."
Lu Zhou did not expect her to say this. He could not help but be stunned.
Speaking of which, are all Slavs so passionate?
But I really don't know how to dance …
Lu Zhou was dumbfounded. He could not help but look at Academician Wang for help.
The old man obviously misunderstood Lu Zhou's intention. He thought that Lu Zhou wanted to send him away, so he laughed and spoke.
Therefore, he laughed and said, "Then I won't bother you young people anymore. I should go say hello to some of my old friends."
After that, the old man put his hands behind his back and walked away with a smile.
…
Dancing was just a normal way of communication; it did not have any special meaning. Apparently, a Nobel Prize laureate was so excited when he danced that his shoes flew off, and everyone just smiled.
In fact, Maria Vyazovska didn't do anything to him. The two just danced together, and they even talked about math problems while dancing.
As for why they suddenly talked about mathematics problems, it was mainly because Lu Zhou wanted to cover up his embarrassment during the dance. Therefore, he deliberately threw out a mathematics proposition to try and divert her attention.
After all, he was a complete novice at dancing. The only practical experience he had was the Nth set of radio gymnastics and eye exercises.
Maybe he should take some time to learn these things.
After all, Lu Zhou felt like one day he would come here again.
Moreover, it was in another identity.
After the dance ended, the guests began to leave.
For the scholars, they still had a report to prepare for tomorrow. As for the couples that met on the dance floor, they did not want to waste their time on the dance floor.
Lu Zhou dragged his tired body back to the hotel. He threw his suit on the chair and laid on the bed. He then took a deep breath.
Today was definitely the most tiring day of the year.
Even when he was trying to solve Goldbach's conjecture, he wouldn't be as exhausted as he was today even after walking around the house for an entire day.
However, the happiness within was also quite wonderful.
Not only did he receive the Crafoord Prize, but he also received a US $500,000 prize …
Lu Zhou was about to put the medal aside when he suddenly remembered that he almost forgot something important.
He did not even have the time to share the joy of winning the award with his fans.
How embarrassing …
Lu Zhou smiled and sat up from the bed. He then walked to the window.
It was still facing the night view outside the window, but there was now a shiny gold medal in the camera.
This time, Lu Zhou added some words to his blog post and revealed the mystery of last night's Weibo post.
"I hope I can come back to such an enchanting night scene again in the near future.
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