Just like Lu Zhou expected, Qin Yue didn't make him wait for long. When he got up and went to the bathroom, an email appeared in his mailbox.
Unfortunately, he didn't know much about Vera. He only knew that she was working with Molina on the Riemann conjecture. He didn't know much else.
However, since this was a request from his teacher, Qin Yue said that he would try his best to pay attention. If there were any new discoveries, he would tell Lu Zhou immediately.
As for Vera …
He didn't know why, but she still didn't reply to him.
He couldn't keep waiting like this. Even though he was still worried, since he had already entrusted this matter to one of his favorite students, Lu Zhou decided to put this matter aside for the time being. He continued to study the Riemann conjecture.
Vera's research inspired him a lot, especially the irreducible representation theory of the octonion Heisenberg group. Even Lu Zhou couldn't help but clap his hands. This was a beautiful move.
If he could use the octonion Heisenberg group to open up a breakthrough and introduce the theory of group theory into the hyperelliptic curve analysis method, it would undoubtedly open up a new field for the value of epsilon.
As for how to expand this result, he actually had some ideas in his mind. He just needed time to verify his guesses …
It was worth mentioning that while Lu Zhou was focused on the Riemann conjecture, Professor Krugman didn't seem to have given up.
As the paper published in Econometrica continued to spread, not only did this big name in the economics world send him emails every few days, but he would also occasionally include some of the latest research progress on the Lu Bewley model in his emails.
These latest research progress included some well-known scholars' papers and reports at academic conferences, as well as some of Lu Zhou's own research.
This old professor seemed to want Lu Zhou to see how important his own research was in order to persuade him into the field of economics.
However, this old professor's expectations were destined to fall through.
If the same thing happened in the fields of physics, chemistry, or even biology, it might be a little useful. After all, in addition to studying purely academic problems, Lu Zhou liked to see other people get inspired by his research results.
Unfortunately, he was not very interested in money.
At the very least, it wasn't worth him wasting his precious time and racking his brains to think of ways to earn more money.
It wasn't that he was pretending, but he really had more money than he could spend …
Lunchtime.
The whole family sat at the dining table, happily eating their second lunch after the New Year.
With the two children back, Fang Mei's heart was as happy as if she had eaten honey. Every day, she would cook a table full of good dishes, and they were all Lu Zhou and Xiaotong's favorite dishes. She wished that the siblings could be so fat that they couldn't leave the house.
To be honest, Lu Zhou didn't mind. Even before he used the system's Metabolic Enhancement Potion, he was the type of person who wouldn't get fat no matter how much he ate.
This table full of good food made Xiaotong's life miserable.
The United Kingdom was at the pinnacle of dark cuisine, so the food there wasn't that great. Now that she was suddenly in a food paradise, she had to calculate the calories of each meal.
Lu Zhou couldn't help but laugh when he saw the little guy trying to eat the food but didn't dare to.
Xiaotong noticed Lu Zhou's gaze, and she suddenly thought of something. She put down her chopsticks and looked at Lu Zhou.
"Bro, do you have a bias against economics?"
Lu Zhou didn't know why she would ask this question. He paused for a second and shook his head.
"Opinion? Not at all. "
"Then why are you so against it?" Xiaotong scratched her head. "Professor Krugman invited you so enthusiastically, and this Lu Bewley model really has a chance of winning the Nobel Prize."
Lu Zhou was about to explain the reason, but Old Lu, who was sitting next to him, saw Xiaotong's hand on her head.
"Don't touch your head when you're eating, the oil is all on your hair. No girl is as careless as you are, she won't be able to get married in the future."
Although Old Lu didn't understand anything about economics or the Lu model, it didn't stop him from disciplining his daughter.
Upon hearing his father's words, Xiaotong immediately revealed an aggrieved expression.
"Dad! There's an old single dog here! You're pushing me instead of him, that's too much! "
Old Lu snorted.
"Your brother … we won't count on him for now. We can only count on you."
Lu Zhou, who was drinking his soup, nearly choked on his father's words. He put down his bowl and looked at his father with dissatisfaction as he said, "What do you mean we're counting on him? I'm hurt! Also, what do you mean by old single dog, I'm only twenty years old, okay? "
Xiaotong stuck out her tongue and didn't say anything.
His father was even more outrageous. He didn't say anything and only let out a "Hehe" before sighing and shaking his head.
Lu Zhou felt the deep malice of the world toward single people. His mother, who was sitting next to him, couldn't stand it anymore, so she spoke up for him.
"Alright, alright. Our Zhou 'er has his own plans. When he wants to get married, he will naturally get married."
Lu Zhou sighed and spoke with a moved expression.
"Mom knows me!"
However, he only felt touched for two seconds before he heard his mother speak.
"But with the nature of your job, you probably don't have many opportunities to interact with girls! I'm not in a rush for you to get married, but you should at least interact with girls. Give your dad and me something to look forward to, right?
"I think Auntie Wang's daughter is pretty good. How about I arrange for you to meet her in two days? Get to know her? "
Lu Zhou almost choked on his food. He coughed and said, "Is this a blind date?"
"How is this a blind date?" Upon hearing what her son said, his mother smiled embarrassedly. "I just wanted to introduce you guys to each other."
Xiaotong frowned and thought for a bit. She then suddenly spoke.
"Auntie Wang? The one upstairs across the door? The chubby girl? "
Old Lu, who was busy eating, also spoke.
"What do you mean chubby? She's plump, and she's only twenty years old. She's honest, I think she's pretty good."
Xiaotong smiled and said, "Bro, should I press F?"
"F * ck off!"
Fang Mei paused for a second. She didn't understand the conversation between the two juniors.
“F？ What F? "
"It's a bit rude, so I won't explain." Lu Zhou coughed and said, "Forget about the blind date. I came back for some peace and quiet, but I've been busy these past few days. Dad and you can't give me any more trouble, right? Also, I think being alone is pretty good. If I were to get married, I'm afraid there wouldn't be many people who would be able to put up with my personality and lifestyle. Since my married life isn't going to be happy, why bother with a good girl? "
"You're such a good girl, why bother?" Old Lu snorted and said with dissatisfaction, "In ancient times, an academician was at least a scholar, right? I'm not interested in an ordinary girl. "
Xiaotong smiled and said, "Dad, don't look at her too much. Girls nowadays, besides bread, they also need romance. "
Old Lu stared at her and said, "What? I'm telling the truth! "
Lu Zhou shook his head and continued to eat.
Being urged to get married by his parents had become a daily occurrence when he returned home. But regardless, his mother's cooking was quite delicious. It was one of the reasons why he came home for Chinese New Year.
The braised pork was as tender as tofu. When he bit into it, it was like biting into jelly. The fragrance spread along the tip of his tongue. Not only did it not feel greasy at all, but it was also full of sweetness and happiness.
Even though he had tasted three-star Michelin dishes, he still couldn't forget his mother's braised pork and Wuchang fish.
Just as he was automatically shielding himself from his parents' "continuous bombardment" and concentrating on enjoying the food, he suddenly heard a knock on the door at the entrance.
"Probably someone is here to visit, I'll go take a look."
Fang Mei put down the chopsticks in her hand and stood up with a smile. She then walked toward the entrance.
The security door opened.
A beautiful and familiar figure stood at the door.
Her pretty face was brimming with a magnanimous and appropriate smile. As the cool breeze blew in from outside the room, her sweet voice flowed into the ears of everyone in the Lu family.
"Hello, Auntie!"
This voice …
It's the devil.
Lu Zhou, who was silently eating, noticed that his mother's eyes were glued to that person.
Especially the emotions that overflowed from her eyes, it was no different from when she looked at Xiaotong …
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