Nothing exciting happened around Christmas. The only thing that made Lu Zhou happy, other than his new fireplace, was the letter from Annual Mathematics.
In the letter, the new editor-in-chief of Annual Mathematics, Professor Sahn, politely told him that the two theses he submitted to Annual Mathematics on the proof of the quasi Riemann conjecture and the hyperelliptic curve analysis method had been successfully published.
As discussed before, the two theses had a total of 51 pages and were published as a special issue for the mathematics community.
After the reviewer, Professor Faltings, changed his opinion and the two theses were officially published, the preprints accumulated on arXiv were like a flood that broke a dam. They flooded into the journals that focused on analytic number theory, complex analysis, and even comprehensive mathematics problems.
Everyone wanted their own journal to pass the review process as soon as possible.
At the very least, they had to be ahead of those who had made further progress.
After all, this was like the research on mathematical conjectures. If a stronger conjecture had been published in a peer-reviewed journal and was included in a journal database, then the weaker conjecture would not be worthy of publication if there was no innovation in the method. During the peer review stage, the thesis might be rejected by "not worthy of publication" without even a chance to modify it.
Therefore, in order to be the first to be published, many PhD students who were in a hurry to graduate, as well as some scholars who weren't that famous, even chose to submit their theses to the journals that were known for their speed of submitting their theses. These journals were also very interesting. In order to earn a few more page fees, they even opened a special "review channel" for these theses.
Because of this, several journals were criticized on Mathoverflow. It even alarmed several well-known mathematicians. They stood up and called on major universities to boycott these journals that did not follow the rules.
While half of the journal editors in the mathematics community were busy with the flood of submissions, Jin Ling University had already put up a big red banner at the school gate to celebrate Academician Lu's thesis being published in the special issue of Annual Mathematics. They also congratulated the young king of mathematics for once again solving a world-class problem.
The quasi Riemann conjecture had been solved, and the value of epsilon was rapidly approaching its end.
How far was the mathematics community from solving the crown of Riemann's conjecture?
Even though they did not know how long it would take to solve this problem, everyone had no doubt that they could at least look forward to solving this problem in their lifetime.
Jin Ling University, mathematics department building.
Inside the office at the end of the hallway.
After knocking on the door three times, Dean Qin walked into the office and smiled.
"Lu Zhou, congratulations! As far as I know, no one has ever been able to get Annual Mathematics to print two special issues. I'm afraid you're the first mathematics professor in history to receive such an honor! "
When Lu Zhou heard this, he didn't even want to complain.
Annual Mathematics has only been published for a few years, and the history of mathematics has only been around for a few years …
What's there to be proud of?
Lu Zhou looked at Dean Qin, who was sitting down at the coffee table. He put down the pen in his hand and sighed. He looked at him helplessly.
"Thanks … Can we talk about this? Jin Ling University's gate is almost occupied by me. If you don't know what to put up, why don't you rent it out as an advertisement? "
When Dean Qin heard the second half of Lu Zhou's sentence, he nearly spat out the tea in his mouth.
Dean Qin coughed and put down the teacup. He wiped the tea off his chin and stared at Lu Zhou.
"That's outrageous! Do you really need that money? "
All of the professors at Jin Ling University who ran businesses outside of Jin Ling University had less than a fraction of this guy's money.
Not to mention anything else, just the shares of East Asia Energy, even if calculated at a P/E ratio of 20 times, would be more than ten times now.
Not to mention, at his level, money was just a number.
Lu Zhou made a helpless expression and said, "I mean, let's keep a low profile next time. Just Annual Mathematics … Honestly, it's not worth this much publicity."
Dean Qin shook his head and said, "What are you talking about? Annual Mathematics is one of the top four journals in the mathematics world. It's even harder than Science and Nature, let alone a special issue. If our mathematics department can publish one paper a year, I'd be bragging to everyone."
Dean Qin smiled and said, "No matter what, you are a role model for countless young students at the University of Jin Ling. A role model is very important! If you're embarrassed, just treat it as sacrificing yourself for the greater good. Just pretend you didn't see it. You won't lose anything anyway. "
Lu Zhou shook his head and didn't say anything.
He was embarrassed, but he didn't hate Dean Qin.
Dean Qin probably knew that Lu Zhou didn't hate Dean Qin, which was why he used Lu Zhou to show off … Oh wait, it was more like a publicity stunt.
Dean Qin: "Speaking of which, how far have you researched Riemann's conjecture? Oh yeah, if it's not convenient, just pretend I didn't ask. "
"It's not convenient, it's just that I can't give you an exact number." Lu Zhou looked up and thought for a bit. He then said in an uncertain tone, "I can only say that it should be within three years."
Three years might be a bit long.
He felt that perhaps a year or two would be enough.
However, it sounded like he was bragging, so he didn't say it out loud.
What he didn't realize was that solving the Riemann's conjecture within three years was also bragging in the eyes of most people …
"Within three years, looks like I'll see that day come." Dean Qin obviously didn't take Lu Zhou's words seriously. He smiled and suddenly changed the topic. "Speaking of which, you were invited to next year's IMO conference, right? What do you plan on doing? "
"I haven't decided yet." Lu Zhou thought for a bit and said, "If I go, it's probably to report on the Riemann's conjecture."
The 45-minute and 60-minute reports at the IMO conference didn't have to be about solving a real problem or submitting an eye-catching thesis. It could also be about reporting on their research over the past four years.
Whether it was published or not, whether it was something they had researched or were planning to do, they could talk about it on stage and exchange opinions with their peers.
As a Fields Award winner, they would definitely be invited. Scholars who had made outstanding achievements over the past four years would also be invited to give a report.
Generally speaking, this was a relatively relaxed communication model.
For those scholars who studied major mathematical propositions and did not easily produce obvious results, it was relatively friendly.
However, Lu Zhou didn't know if he should go or not.
After all, it was hard to say what would happen in half a year.
Dean Qin smiled and spoke.
"Speaking of which, the IMO conference at St. Petersburg University is going to vote on the location of the next IMO conference, right?"
Lu Zhou: "Yeah … Is there a problem?"
"Nothing, just asking." Dean Qin smiled and said, "What do you think about the report in Jinling? After that, did your friends talk to you or give you any feedback or anything? "
"The feedback is pretty good …" Lu Zhou closed the notebook in his hand and placed it on the corner of the table with the draft paper. He sighed and looked at Dean Qin. "If you have something to say, just say it."
"Haha, I knew I couldn't hide it from you." Dean Qin scratched his head and laughed. He then cleared his throat and said, "Here's the thing, the city council discussed with our school and decided that mathematics is very important in scientific research. Even though it's basic science, it can't be ignored. In order to create an academic metropolis …"
Lu Zhou: "Ahem!"
Dean Qin immediately said, "For the next IMO conference, can you ask around and see if there's any hope of holding it in Jinling?"
After all, Jin Ling University's mathematics department wasn't as good as Yan University and Aurora University. Even though Lu Zhou had improved over the past two years and the establishment of the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study, it was only at the same level as Kai University.
Even though there were a lot of professors in the mathematics department of Jin Ling University that were close to the international mathematics community, Dean Qin was probably the only professor that could influence the IMO conference.
Even though Lu Zhou had a hunch after the report, he didn't expect Dean Qin to actually do this.
"You're giving me a hard time, I'm not a member of the IMO board, and I'm not familiar with the board …"
Dean Qin slapped his thigh and sighed, "Sigh, I'm going to retire in a few years. I just want to make some contributions to my alma mater, the place where I've worked for decades. Maybe no one will remember me in a few decades, but I'm happy to know that the 2026 International Congress of Mathematicians will be hosted by Jin Ling University and the International Mathematical Union. Why don't you help me ask? It doesn't matter if it succeeds or not, the most important thing is to try … "
"You …" Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed as he said, "I can't promise anything, I can only say … I'll help you think of a way."
Dean Qin was overjoyed. He stood up and smiled.
"Thank you very much!"
(Even though the second chapter hasn't evolved yet, both chapters are three thousand words long, so it's around three chapters? Anyway, I'm looking for monthly tickets ~ ~ ~ I'm also looking for monthly tickets for May 1st, please! My handsome, charming, and beautiful readers! QAQ)
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