At the entrance of the auditorium.
Most of the attendees had already arrived.
A staff member in a black suit was standing next to the temporary ticket gate. He looked at his watch and saw that it was almost time. Therefore, he gestured to his colleague to put away the security equipment.
At this moment, two men in formal attire suddenly ran over from a tree-lined path not far away.
Wang Zhengfei hurriedly took out two tickets from his pocket. He was no longer young. He put his hands on his knees and took a deep breath. He smiled apologetically at the staff member standing at the door.
"Hello, these are our tickets."
The staff member glanced at the ticket in Lu Zhou's hand and said expressionlessly, not knowing if the staff member didn't recognize him or if he recognized him but didn't care.
"You guys are late."
Wang Zhengfei made an apologetic expression. He did not put on any airs and spoke sincerely.
"I'm really sorry! I was delayed by traffic on the way here from the airport. I've been looking forward to this report for a long time, please let me in. "
The guard at the door didn't say anything. He just glanced at him and exchanged glances with his companion on the other side. Then, he took out something that looked like a stapler and pressed it on his ticket. Then, he gestured for him to come in.
Wang Zhengfei smiled and nodded to express his gratitude. Then, he quickly winked at the secretary next to him and hurriedly led him into the auditorium.
"Boss, why are we wasting time on a guard?"
Thinking of the previous gatekeeper's attitude, the secretary behind the boss still had an indignant expression on her face.
After hearing this sentence, Wang Zhengfei chuckled.
"You think it's weird?"
The assistant hesitated for a second, but he still nodded.
Wang Zhengfei smiled faintly and pointed in the direction of the door.
"The people standing at the entrance are either from the General Staff Department or the State Security."
…
The report was going to begin in a few minutes.
Wang Zhengfei found a seat in the back row and sat down. He instantly felt that the atmosphere in the venue was unusual.
No wonder Professor Lu was one of the world's top scholars.
The scale of this report, as well as the lively atmosphere, didn't look like an academic report. It looked more like a world-renowned symphony concert.
And what he was playing was the opening of an era.
Wang Zhengfei didn't know why a layman like him would feel his heart beating faster, his blood vessels dilating, and his palms sweating from excitement. He also didn't understand what kind of magic those incomprehensible characters were filled with to be able to attract so many people's fanatical gazes …
"Is he really in his twenties?"
Hearing the boss's sudden question, the secretary sitting next to him hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"That's what the information says …"
Wang Zhengfei nodded and said nothing.
After a moment, he pointed his chin forward.
"By the way, do you understand what's written on it?"
Looking at the secretary's blank expression, Wang Zhengfei understood and retracted his gaze.
"Forget it, pretend I didn't ask."
…
The report officially began!
The auditorium, which was originally a cauldron of voices, instantly became silent.
Like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, many pairs of eyes were focused on the podium, on the figure that was not very majestic.
Lu Zhou slowly walked to the podium and looked around the venue. He then looked back at the curtain hanging on the wall and spoke slowly.
"I'm sure everyone has read my thesis.
"The main purpose of this report is to answer some questions about the proof of the quasi Riemann conjecture.
"Of course, according to the procedure, I will quickly go through some of the key points.
"My speed will be very fast. This will take about twenty minutes. I hope everyone will pay attention."
After that, Lu Zhou turned around and walked to the whiteboard closest to him. He picked up a marker and wrote down the first line of the report, which was also the most important line of calculations.
[ζ (s) = 2 ^ s · π ^ (s-1) sin (π s/2) Γ (1-s) ζ (1-s) …]
The second this line of calculations appeared on the whiteboard.
In the crowd below the stage, two people's pupils constricted at the same time.
"Interesting," Tao Zhexuan said. He rubbed his chin and stared at the line of calculations on the whiteboard. He said to himself, "Directly introducing the Γ function here … Is he trying to directly construct the analytic continuity? If so, he might reduce the length of the proof by two pages. "
Professor Faltings was sitting next to Professor Tao. He had a blank expression on his face.
"So what? The core part of the argument was wrong. Even if he played around with some of the minor details, it wouldn't change the fact that this was a failed proof.
Tao Zhexuan: "Not necessarily."
Professor Faltings looked at him and said, "Oh yeah?"
"At first, I thought the same thing as you. Using the cohomology method to deduce equation 11 on page 27, line 3, is a problem," Tao Zhexuan said. He paused for a second and said, "But now, I think I understand what he means."
Professor Faltings looked at him and didn't say anything. He looked away.
There was no point in saying anything right now.
He just had to watch quietly.
The calculations on the whiteboard were like a string of flowing notes, dancing rhythmically with the brush strokes. This report, which attracted the attention of thousands of people, slowly continued in this strange silence.
He stood on the podium.
He stood in front of the whiteboard.
Lu Zhou, who was holding the marker in his hand, had completely forgotten about the outside world. He had also forgotten about his own position. He was single-mindedly focused on the puzzle in his mind. Stroke by stroke, he drew the puzzle in this world.
The minute hand hanging on the wall had unknowingly passed by fifteen dots.
Lu Zhou put down the marker in his hand and took a deep breath. He then took two steps back.
The proof was over.
For him, who had already conquered this mountain a month ago, it was not difficult at all.
However, the truly difficult part was waiting for him right behind.
This was a problem that concerned the foundation of the mathematics building, so Faltings wouldn't go easy on Lu Zhou.
The moment Lu Zhou turned around, the real battle was about to begin.
However, at this moment, Lu Zhou didn't feel much apprehension.
Instead, he was looking forward to it.
His opponent was the number one person under the "mathematics pope", the man closest to Grothendieck. Lu Zhou was challenging the Riemann conjecture, which he was most familiar with. The methods and mathematical tools he used originated from EGA, the bible of algebraic geometry.
Lu Zhou took a deep breath and put down the marker in his hand.
He turned around and faced the silent lecture hall as he spoke in a calm voice.
He spoke in a calm voice, "That's the basic situation.
"Now, let's enter the Q&A session."
Almost at the moment when his voice fell.
It almost confirmed Lu Zhou's expectations.
A skinny right hand was shakily raised up, but it was strong and powerful.
Even though the hand didn't have much strength, it was as dazzling as a torch in the silent auditorium.
Professor Faltings took off his hat and stood up with a blank expression.
"I have a question!
"About page 17, line 11, please give a detailed explanation."
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