While the entire industry was looking for a carbon-based chip research team, the State Security Bureau had already spoken to Professor Wu's team. After an agreement was reached, the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study gave out a 20 million yuan bonus.
Of course, due to confidentiality reasons, the 20 million yuan reward was distributed to the main contributors in the research team in a low-key manner. This made Lu Zhou feel like it was a pity.
What's the difference between spending money and not showing off?
However, after thinking about it, Lu Zhou felt relieved.
Such a large amount of money couldn't be disclosed. Otherwise, the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study wouldn't even need to come out and explain. The entire industry would know what was going on.
Before China completed the carbon-based semiconductor industry, the relevant information had to be kept a secret.
The Jinling Institute for Advanced Study would also cooperate with the intelligence department to release some smokescreens to divert attention elsewhere.
Needless to say, Lu Zhou's report on the quasi Riemann conjecture was held at the perfect time. Now that the entire world knew that Professor Lu was researching the Riemann conjecture, even if some people made some unnecessary assumptions based on rumors, it would be difficult for them to stand up …
Time quickly passed by. It was getting closer and closer to mid-December, and the atmosphere in Jin Ling City became a bit unusual.
First, a banner was hung at the airport, welcoming mathematicians from all over the world.
Then, there was a city-wide crackdown, followed by health and fire inspections. The city's appearance was completely changed from the airport to the old Jin Ling University campus.
Even though it was a bit of a hassle, it improved the city's appearance a lot.
In order to leave a shocking impression on their international friends and spread this impression to the rest of the world, the leaders of the city council worked hard, even more so than the old guys from the China Mathematics Society.
However, what they probably didn't know was that the mathematicians from all over the world didn't have time to pay attention to these trivial matters. Their attention was completely focused on the report that was going to be held in two days.
Molina dragged her suitcase through the airport passage. She held an invitation letter in her hand as she stood outside the customs. She looked a little lost.
This was her first time in China.
It was his first time in Jinling, China.
At this moment, she suddenly noticed an Asian man who was also dragging a suitcase next to her. He looked a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before, so she walked up and asked.
"Hello, may I ask … how do I get to the old campus of Jin Ling University?"
The man shook his head with a smile and said in a gentle tone.
"Sorry, I'm not familiar with this place. I plan on taking a taxi outside the airport … Are you going to attend Professor Lu's report?"
Molina: "Yes … you're not from China?"
"Chinese, Australian, living in Los Angeles." Tao Zhexuan smiled and looked at the letter in his hand. He said, "The organizer has already booked a hotel. According to them … we just need to show this letter to the driver."
As soon as she heard that he was from Australia and lived in Los Angeles, Molina immediately associated this face with the person in her memory. Her eyes widened.
"You are … Professor Tao?"
"Yes, I am. May I ask …"
Tao Zhexuan smiled and nodded. He was about to ask for Molina's name.
However, he suddenly noticed an old man wearing a high-collared trench coat and a black hat walking out of the customs area with a suitcase.
He was a little surprised. He temporarily put this unfamiliar lady aside and waved at the old man. He then walked up to him and spoke.
"Professor Faltings? What a coincidence, I didn't expect to see you here. "
Faltings looked at Tao Zhexuan. He obviously knew this person, so he nodded and greeted him.
"You're here too?"
Tao Zhexuan smiled and said, "How could I miss such an important report?"
Faltings raised his eyebrows, and the wrinkles around his mouth twitched.
"Oh? Then with your intelligence, you must have a question … So who do you think is correct? "
"It's too early to say. I do have some doubts about his thesis, and I'm still thinking about it … But," Professor Tao shrugged and said, "it's not completely wrong."
Professor Faltings frowned at Molina's ambiguous answer. He was about to say something else, but Molina spoke with excitement on her face.
"Mr. Faltings …"
Faltings raised his eyebrows and looked to the side. He finally noticed this person.
However, he could not remember who she was, so he asked politely.
"You are?"
"Molina Abel, Sophie Morel's student …" Molina reached out her hand nervously and said, "Nice to meet you."
Sophie Morel?
Faltings had a slight impression of this name. She was one of the promising young scholars for the Fields Medal. However, for him, the so-called Fields Medal candidates were nothing special.
Among all the young scholars, there were only three who were worthy of his attention, and only one of them was worthy of his attention.
"The youngest daughter of the Abel family? I think I've seen your father. "
Molina did not expect her idol to remember her father, so she spoke excitedly.
"When I was a child, my father always praised your achievements in the field of algebraic geometry …"
"Oh really? Unfortunately, I don't remember him. "Faltings looked at her and then looked away. He said," It seems that you didn't inherit anything other than a beautiful surname from your great-great-grandfather. "
Molina was stunned. She stood there with a muddled look on her face.
What do you mean I only inherited a beautiful surname?
Is that something a human should say?
Noticing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Tao Zhexuan, who was standing next to him, coughed lightly and tried to smooth things over.
"Not everyone is good at mathematics, that's fine …"
Molina: "…"
Not good at mathematics …
F * ck!
I'm pissed!
Molina, who was sandwiched between the two geniuses, was on the verge of collapsing. More than ten kilometers away, in the auditorium of Jin Ling University's old campus.
Lu Zhou and Professor Deligne, who arrived in Jinling in one day, were walking next to a garden that was said to be left behind from the Republic of China. They chatted while taking a stroll.
Lu Zhou took his former supervisor to visit his current workplace. The two didn't talk much about the report along the way. It wasn't until they walked to the side of the auditorium that the Belgian old man spoke.
"Are you ready?"
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Of course, I've made ample preparations."
"Faltings is one of the most outstanding scholars after the Grothendieck era. Even I am inferior to him. Since he came, he must have prepared a counterexample to refute you. Are you sure you're ready? "
Lu Zhou didn't answer this question. Instead, he asked a question.
Instead, he asked, "Do you think there's a problem with my proof?"
Deligné looked at the antique buildings from afar and went silent for a while. He reached out and gently pressed the brim of his hat.
"I've read your thesis. I don't think you're wrong, but I can't be sure that it's correct. Let me ask you, in your thesis, you used non-commutative cyclic cohomology theory to describe the isomorphism class of flattened φ-modules … What did you refer to? Tale cohomology method? "
Lu Zhou nodded and said, "Yes."
Deligné had an "I knew it" look on his face.
"When I was researching Weil's conjecture, I considered a similar proof idea. Using cohomology to define a Fourier transform on a sheaf derived category. However, I have to remind you that there will likely be disputes. "
Lu Zhou thought for a second and nodded.
"Thank you."
"I'll pay attention."
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