Evening.
Lu Zhou went back to his dorm and opened his laptop. He was about to log into the Academic Affairs Office website when he suddenly noticed the QQ pop-up window on the lower right corner. He was stunned.
I don't remember sending a message to my alternate account?
In order to keep in touch with Xiao Ai, he would usually register his alternate account on his computer.
"What the hell …"
Lu Zhou clicked on the pop-up window and saw that it was a group message.
[History: First Love invites you to join the mathematics model society group … Accept.]
Lu Zhou:???
In an instant, he realized what had happened.
MMP！
There's a bug.
Lu Zhou used the development tools to connect QQ and Xiao Ai. He quickly found the problem from the lines of code.
Although he defined that he would only accept messages from specific accounts, there was a logic bug in the processing of verification messages such as "add as a friend" and "invite into a group". As a result, any QQ account that was connected to the computer would automatically accept any message received by the system.
Lu Zhou suddenly remembered that when he gave his QQ number to the girl, he accidentally copied his alternate account.
This is bad …
Lu Zhou opened the group and scrolled past the 99 + messages to the top.
Xian Zong: [Welcome new guy.]
Chu Chu: [The new guy, Lu Zhou, is the national mathematical modeling champion. Everyone, welcome him ~]
Xian Zong: [Oh my god, Chu Chu brought this god into the group!]
Dayday: [I'm kneeling to the god.]
Chang Qing: [Here's some tea. Are you still competing in mathematical modeling next year? Do you still need comrades?]
De Du: [The god doesn't seem to like to chat?]
Dayday: [It's normal for gods to be cold and aloof! Just let us salted fish worship him …]
[…]
The topic quickly changed.
This did not seem to be a mathematical modeling competition group organized by the school. It seemed to be a Jin Ling University mathematical modeling group.
Glancing at the history of the group, there was no one discussing mathematics problems in the group at all. It was basically just spamming the group.
Lu Zhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he watched these jokers chat. He was about to leave the group and then go to fix the bug in the applet. However, at this moment, he suddenly noticed the progress bar in the lower right corner of his eyes.
Afterward …
He was stunned.
Progress bar …
It was full?!
No, to be precise, it was still half a millimeter short.
While he wasn't paying attention, another 99 + message appeared in the group.
At this moment, the progress bar suddenly moved forward at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The progress bar was full. Lu Zhou swallowed and moved the mouse to click the confirm button.
In an instant, two lines of System Notifications popped up in his field of vision.
[Congratulations, Artificial Intelligence (Technology Branch) EXP + 100]
[Information science experience + 100]
Lu Zhou:???
He could understand when the progress bar was full and the branch technology experience was added, but what the hell was the information science experience that followed?
Could increasing the branch technology experience also increase the main technology experience?
Lu Zhou clearly remembered that when he used general points to upgrade artificial intelligence from level 0 to level 1, there was no main subject experience reward.
"Could it be … because I used general points to upgrade quickly?" Lu Zhou thought in his heart.
"In other words, technology branch is equivalent to a side mission. Through conventional means to obtain technology branch experience, I can increase the related main subject experience? If I used general points to upgrade technology branch, I wouldn't be able to obtain main subject experience … "
The upper limit of the technology branch was different from the main subject experience. After upgrading artificial intelligence to level 2, there was still 900 technology branch experience left. In other words, he had to fill the progress bar nine times.
In theory, if he didn't use general points to upgrade technology branch, he could still obtain 900 information science experience.
Lu Zhou had a look of surprise in his eyes.
He didn't expect that in addition to the main mission, there were "side missions" that could increase the main subject experience.
But all of a sudden, he realized another problem.
The third-party program he designed was essentially copying and pasting QQ messages into Xiao Ai's dialog box. However, the group messages were not captured by the program, which meant …
Even without the third-party program, Xiao Ai could "see" the messages on the computer?
Would it read the files directly or intercept the network traffic?
It was scary …
However, it made sense. As an artificial intelligence, it couldn't even deal with its own nest. It was too weak. But if he allowed it to continue developing like this, would there be a day when this fellow's wings grew strong enough and he broke free from his control?
The more Lu Zhou thought about it, the more likely it was.
Looks like I have to find some time to check the core code of Eye …
Just as he was about to do so, he suddenly received a call on his cell phone.
Lu Zhou took out his phone and saw it was Old Tang.
Before he could ask what it was, the other party spoke first.
"Come to my office!"
…
Guangzhou, Yixian University, outside the teaching building.
When the bell rang, a bespectacled old man walked out of the classroom.
He was about to return to his office when he saw Dean Chang walking into the classroom with a journal in his hand.
"Professor Zhou, congratulations," Professor Zhou said with a smile. The moment they met, Chang Wenxing shook Professor Zhou Haizhong's hand excitedly and said, "Congratulations!"
Professor Zhou Haizhong was muddled. He looked at Dean Chang with a confused expression.
"… Director Chang, did you … make a mistake? Why are you congratulating me for no reason? "
Dean Chang paused for a second and asked, "You didn't read the latest issue of Mathematics Chronicle?"
Zhou Haizhong shook his head and said, "I haven't been paying attention to mathematics for a long time."
Although Zhou's conjecture made him famous in the international mathematics community and he received a special allowance from the National Academy of Sciences, linguistics was actually his main job. His research on number theory was just a hobby he developed while researching information science.
Since 1980, he had published more than a hundred papers, most of which were on linguistics, information science, and emerging interdisciplinary subjects. Especially his series of papers on fuzzy mathematical linguistics, which received widespread attention from the academic community. His academic value was not inferior to Zhou's conjecture.
As for number theory …
To be honest, it had been a while since he had put his energy into studying it.
Dean Chang did not say anything. He stuffed the journal into Zhou Haizhong's hand and said, "Take this and read it. Start from page 30 to page 34. You'll know why I congratulate you after you've finished reading! "
Professor Zhou Haizhong was full of questions as he took the journal back to his office.
He placed his handbag on his desk and leaned back in his office chair. He flipped through page 30 of the [Mathematics Chronicle] with questions in his mind.
When he saw the title of the thesis, he was stunned.
[Discussion on the distribution law of Mersenne primes and proof of Zhou's conjecture]
[Abstract: This paper studies the distribution law of Mersenne primes and proves that when 2 ^ (2 ^ n) < P < 2 ^ (2 ^ (n + 1)), Mp has 2 ^ (n + 1) -1 prime numbers. Using this as an argument, it is proved that when P < 2 ^ (2 ^ (n + 1)), Mp has 2 ^ (n + 2) -n-2 prime numbers …]
He sat up from his office chair and quickly opened the drawer. He took out a draft paper and a pen and began to calculate according to the proof steps given in the journal.
As time passed by, his eyes became more and more dignified.
Correct …
Correct …
Completely correct!!!
You can do this?!
The more Zhou Haizhong read, the more shocked he was. He could not help but applaud the exquisite proof process in his heart.
As the person who proposed the conjecture, this problem had plagued the mathematics community for more than 20 years.
Even though he had not been engaged in number theory research for a long time, even though he had devoted himself to linguistics and education, the unsolved conjecture still haunted him like a curse. He could not stop thinking about this problem.
However, it was also because of this that his heart was filled with excitement and apprehension.
The closer he was to the finish line, the more scared he was.
He was afraid that at the last moment, he would find a flaw in the proof process and everything would go back to square one.
However, the possibility of this happening was slim.
Especially when he saw the reviewer's name …
Time quickly passed by.
When the sky outside the window gradually turned yellow, the old man finally stopped holding the pen in his hand.
He did not say anything.
He put down the pen in his hand and stood up. He walked to the window and quietly lit a cigarette.
After a long time, he sighed.
"The younger generation will surpass the older."
The lake outside the window was sparkling.
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