When Lu Zhou submitted the thesis, he didn't think that his Annual Mathematics thesis would cause such a reaction.
After all, it was only an in-progress result. It was far from touching the core of the Yang-Mills equations. At most, he took the first step.
It wasn't until Professor Lu Zhou excitedly asked him a bunch of questions did he realize that things weren't as simple as he thought.
The status of the Yang-Mills equations in the physics community was much higher than its status in the mathematics community.
Maybe for the latter, it was just a difficult partial differential equation, but for the former, it was the first step to the Grand Unified Theory. It was the holy grail of modern theoretical physics!
Under such circumstances, even a small improvement would cause a stir in the entire industry.
After all, ever since the 21st century, other than discovering some predicted particles and verifying a few pieces of the standard model, there hadn't been anything new in this field for a long time.
Of course, it wasn't just the theoretical physicists that were shocked, but the general public that learned about this matter through various channels was also shocked.
In fact, in a sense, the latter's enthusiasm for discussing this matter was even stronger than the former's.
Especially after the Science magazine interview with Professor Fefferman, the popularity of this matter reached its peak.
When Lu Zhou was eating in the cafeteria, he could hear a few students who were obviously not from the physics department looking at him with interest. They were whispering about something.
This wasn't the end of it.
One day, after his number theory class, he took his textbook and walked out of the classroom. Suddenly, a group of people surrounded him.
These reporters came out of nowhere and took out their cameras, microphones, and recording pens. They squeezed in the direction of Lu Zhou.
"Hello, Professor Lu Zhou, I'm a reporter from Penguin News. Rumor has it that you are challenging the Millennium Prize Problems on the Yang-Mills equations. Is this true?"
Lu Zhou: "Yes, yes, so?"
"Professor Tao Zhexuan from the University of California once mentioned on his personal blog that if there's a problem that can't be solved, the best way is to make Professor Lu interested … What do you think of this?"
Lu Zhou: "Please ask him."
At this time, the reporter who was squeezed to the back of the crowd and couldn't get an interview opportunity stretched his neck and shouted.
"Annual Mathematics published your thesis. Can we assume that you've solved the Yang-Mills equations Millennium Prize Problem?"
Hearing this layman's question, Lu Zhou explained with a headache, "Proving the existence of the solution is just an in-progress achievement, it's not —"
"… If the Clay Institute gives you a million-dollar bonus, how do you plan on using this huge sum of money?"
Lu Zhou: "???"
Don't these people listen to others?
Microphones were stuffed into his hands one after another, and for a moment, Lu Zhou was overwhelmed.
Fortunately, Wang Peng reacted quickly and stood in front of him.
Lu Zhou watched as Wang Peng's thin arms forced a path through the crowd.
About ten minutes later, the people from the school's security department heard the news and rushed over. A group of security guards in black coats came together to escort the "gangsters" who were interfering with the teaching work out of the school gate.
Lu Zhou finally got rid of the reporters and escaped to the mathematics building. He finally let out a sigh of relief and sat down on his office chair.
Lin Yuxiang, who was preparing for the national exam, noticed his tired expression. She got up and walked to the water dispenser in the office.
After a while, Lu Zhou turned on his laptop and was about to start working. She walked over with a cup of coffee and a smile on her face.
"Are you tired? I made you some coffee. "
"Thank you," Lu Zhou said politely as he took the coffee.
"You're welcome." Lin Yuxiang smiled and said, "I tried the instant one this time, I don't know if it suits your taste."
"Yeah, it's pretty good."
"That's great." Lin Yuxiang put her hands together and looked at him expectantly. She said in a tone that was easy to misunderstand, "Then … if you like it, how about I make it for you every day?"
According to her experience, when she said this sentence, as long as it was paired with a pair of innocent and innocent eyes, she could even make a woman run wild for a while, let alone a single dog who had never tasted what it was like to be in love.
However, just as she was thinking about it …
Lu Zhou thought for a while and said, "I don't have to make it every day, I'm not here every day."
Lin Yuxiang: "…???"
Lu Zhou didn't know if he said something he shouldn't have or if he stepped on a landmine, but Assistant Lin stiffly walked back to her seat. Lu Zhou felt like her back was filled with … a strange sense of defeat?
Whatever, who cares.
Lu Zhou blew the steam from his coffee cup and took a sip. He then put the cup aside and opened arXiv as usual. He began to check the latest research progress in several areas.
It had to be said that theoretical physicists were a lonely group.
He still remembered that a few months after the 750 GeV clue came out, arXiv was flooded with this "mysterious particle" that was beyond the standard model.
The current situation was the same.
Various theses with "L Manifold" and "Yang-Mills equations" were popping up like mushrooms after a spring rain.
However, what gave him a headache was that after flipping through several theses, he didn't see anything useful.
In short, it didn't matter how good the thesis was or if the theory was perfect, it was better to post a preprint online … That was how it felt.
Suddenly, a text bubble popped up on the lower right corner of the screen.
[Master, you have mail! (́ • ́ • ́) و ́]
Mail?
When Lu Zhou saw the message that popped up from Xiao Ai, he raised his eyebrows and clicked on the link in the bubble.
The email was from the Clay Mathematics Institute, and the sender was Professor Carlson, the chairman of the Clay Mathematics Institute's Scientific Advisory Board. Back in France, Lu Zhou had met him once, so he still had a slight impression of him.
In the email, Professor Carlson expressed his surprise and gratitude for Lu Zhou's work. He also made a request. He hoped that Lu Zhou could present his proof ideas to the international academic community in the form of a report.
If Lu Zhou didn't have the experience, the Clay Mathematics Institute would be happy to help him.
Lu Zhou looked at the email and thought for a bit. He then wrote an email and sent it back.
[I will seriously consider your suggestion.]
Actually, he didn't plan on holding this report. After all, he didn't think that there was a need to present this kind of in-progress research in a separate report. However, after he saw the bunch of theses on arXiv that were written using his L Manifold, he felt like he needed to stand up and explain this theory in more detail to the academic community.
If he could attract a group of people into this field, it would be a great help for his own research.
At the very least, he wouldn't be unable to find a thesis worth referring to.
While Lu Zhou was thinking about how to do this report, he heard a knock on his office door. Principal Xu pushed open the door and walked in.
"Um, Professor Lu."
Lu Zhou looked at Professor Xu's eager expression and paused for a second.
"… What's up?"
Principal Xu smiled and said, "Something's up, but it's not a big deal. It's just … You quietly produced such a big research result. According to the usual practice in the mathematics community, shouldn't you hold a report or something?"
"It's a tradition …"
When Principal Xu heard Lu Zhou say yes, he immediately said, "Then what do you think about the old campus auditorium?"
When Lu Zhou heard this, he instantly knew why he was here. He smiled and spoke.
"Then I will have to trouble you."
Principal Xu quickly waved his hand and smiled.
"No problem, no problem at all! Oh yeah, what do you think is a good time? "
Lu Zhou thought for a bit and spoke.
"Let's make it May then."
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