Less than three minutes after the Weibo post was posted, the comments section was flooded with comments.
[Nobel … Nobel Prize?!]
[Crafoord Prize, the legendary mini Nobel Prize! It's awarded by the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences. It's mainly awarded to disciplines that aren't involved in the Nobel Prize. No Chinese scholar has ever won it … I just want to say one thing, I'm in awe of God Lu.]
[This is too much, I'm caught off guard. I'm doing my mathematical analysis homework, but I'm not affected at all. I even want to cry.]
[Bro! Do you want to repost the prize? Do you want to help me edit my thesis? I don't want you to help me edit my thesis, I just want you to be a second author on my PhD thesis. If you can't do it, I can even be a co-author!]
[The person who said God Lu didn't brag last night, I promise I won't kill you!]
[The saddest thing in the world is that you already made a move, but I'm still in the dark.]
Lu Zhou looked at his fans' comments and smiled.
Sure enough, sharing joy with others is a happy thing. His fans will probably be happy too.
Lu Zhou was satisfied. He placed his phone on the bedside table and buried his head in his pillow. He fell asleep.
The next morning, the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences' mathematics department had flags of Sweden, China, the United States, and New Zealand.
As early as two hours before the report began, there was already a long line at the entrance. When the door of the auditorium opened, the auditorium, which had thousands of people, was full in less than ten minutes.
As the "opening speech" of the Crafoord Prize academic conference, Lu Zhou walked on stage and began an hour-long report titled "Goldbach's conjecture and the Group Structure Method".
The content of the report was similar to what he did in Princeton. The only difference was that the number of audience members had reached a new level.
After all, the No.1 lecture hall at the Princeton Institute for Advanced Study couldn't accommodate a thousand people at the same time.
But now, Lu Zhou only took a glance at the venue and knew that there were more than a thousand people sitting there. There were still a lot of people standing in the last row.
He cleared his throat, adjusted the microphone, and responded to the countless expectant and serious gazes from the audience.
"I will try to keep it short and leave more time for the Q&A session."
"About Goldbach's conjecture, I'll start with the Group Structure Method …"
…
The three-day report finally came to an end. The last part of the Crafoord Prize "celebration ceremony" came to an end with the closing ceremony of the academic report.
However, Lu Zhou did not participate much in this report. He was basically slacking throughout the report.
In addition to his own report and two mathematics reports, he also went to two astronomy and astrophysics reports.
Lu Zhou had no knowledge of astronomy. At most, he could understand things related to theoretical physics.
However, Professor Roger Branford, the winner of the astronomy award, seemed to know that his field of research was relatively unpopular, so he used easy-to-understand scientific language to explain his research. The entire lecture was very interesting.
As for the rest of his time, Lu Zhou spent most of his time wandering around various tourist attractions in Stockholm.
Over the past six months, he had hardly rested. It was rare for him to have a relaxing vacation, so it would be a waste not to take advantage of it.
Not to mention, there was a free five-star hotel. For a vacation, this trip to Stockholm was perfect.
According to tradition, at the closing ceremony of the academic conference three days later, the best speaker award and the best thesis award of the academic conference would be selected.
Without a doubt, the report on Goldbach's conjecture was the most eye-catching and outstanding.
However, this kind of award for young scholars obviously would not be awarded to Lu Zhou, nor would it be awarded to other scholars who were invited to give one-hour reports.
After all, young people had to be given a chance.
Therefore, Lu Zhou stood on the stage.
However, he did not accept the award.
In his hand was a certificate and a check of 100,000 kronor (around 10,000 USD). Lu Zhou solemnly handed it to a mathematics PhD student from Brazil in recognition of his outstanding research results in the Chevalley group field.
Although Lu Zhou felt that this scholar was much older than him, it did not seem appropriate for him to give him the honor. However, he remembered that mathematicians under the age of forty were collectively referred to as young mathematicians, so he ignored this insignificant feeling.
Not to mention, the recipient did not care about this.
Not only was this Brazilian guy not dissatisfied with the fact that the organizer arranged for a scholar younger than him to give him the award, but he was so excited that he shook Lu Zhou's hand for a long time before letting go.
…
Happy times were always short-lived.
On the fourth day of his trip to Stockholm, the academic conference came to an end. It was finally time for Lu Zhou to say goodbye to the city.
In the evening, Academician Staffan personally drove him to the Stockholm International Airport in a Volvo.
"Your room doesn't expire until the day after tomorrow. Don't you want to stay here for a few more days?"
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "I'll play next time. There are still a lot of people waiting for me to go back to my country."
Staffan smiled and said, "If you have the chance to come here, remember to call me."
Lu Zhou: "Of course!"
Lu Zhou dragged his suitcase into the airport and looked at the flight information. He saw that there was still an hour before the plane would take off, so he found a seat and sat down.
In the row of chairs across from him, there was a Chinese woman in her thirties. She was holding a child who had just learned how to speak.
The little girl in her mother's arms looked very clever. Her small black eyes looked around, and suddenly, her chubby little hand pointed at Lu Zhou.
"Mom, this big brother looks like the person in the book!"
Children are so sweet.
Lu Zhou smiled and reached into his travel bag. He took out a gold coin chocolate.
The gold coin chocolate at the Nobel Prize banquet was one of the favorite "chips" for physicists to bet on.
The Crafoord Prize banquet was the same as the Nobel Prize banquet. The only difference was the packaging … At least, Lu Zhou couldn't tell the difference.
However, he didn't have the time to give it out.
The mother patted the little girl's back dotingly and said.
"Wrong, he's older than you, so you have to call him uncle."
The little girl tilted her head and said, "Uncle?"
"Yes! My baby is so good. Also, it's called a magazine. A magazine isn't a book … "
"Uncle! A magazine! "
"My baby is so good ~"
The mother and daughter continued to talk. The smile on Lu Zhou's face gradually disappeared, and he silently put the gold coin chocolate back into his travel bag.
MMP！
I'm not giving it back!
However, the child's unintentional words caught his attention.
After the mother and daughter got up and left, Lu Zhou walked up and picked up an English magazine from the bookshelf that the child was pointing at.
He didn't expect his photo to be on the cover, and it was quite handsome.
Looking at the background, it was probably at a report … But he couldn't remember when it was taken.
"People?"
Lu Zhou flipped open the cover with interest.
Wiles was also on this magazine. Although this magazine wasn't related to mathematics, he was curious about what outsiders thought of him.
With this in mind, when Lu Zhou saw a certain line of words, he suddenly smiled shyly. His good mood, which had been ruined by the naughty kid, instantly became better.
How can I do that …
[The 25 most charming people of 2016]
Among the 25 men and women, there were athletes, singers, doctors, police officers, and even princesses … As for professors, he was the only one.
Even though Lu Zhou didn't know if the English word meant handsome, he felt like it should at least be a little handsome.
No, to be precise, there were quite a few!
Otherwise, why would I be on the cover? Not someone else?
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