Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Chapter 421: World Vision

July 31, 2018 Morning.

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, is a mathematician from all over the world, gathered here by the International Congress of Mathematicians.

Though tomorrow will be the opening of the General Assembly, parking outside the Baradatijuka Hotel is already somewhat overcrowded at this time.

There's no other reason.

A forthcoming presentation on the theme "NS equations”, to be held in the main conference room, will be presented by Professor Ark from Princeton Institute of Advanced Studies, at which the latest research progress will be reported.

For many, the significance of this briefing is even more important than tomorrow's opening ceremony.

This involves more than a million dollars in attribution.

It's the beginning of a new era…

Although the organizers of the Conference provided accommodation for all invited scholars and some of the applicants, after all, the rooms were limited and not all were eligible to live here.

The vast majority of well-known attendees attend at their own expense and usually choose to stay in nearby hotels or express hotels.

Some of these people are university professors or researchers at an institute, some are doctoral students attending a tutor's meeting, others are groups or visitors to the academic atmosphere.

For a number of universities with the highest academic ranking in mathematics, similar group events are occasionally organized, such as selecting a number of highly competent schoolmasters based on performance points or other criteria, and following the professors present.

After all, this opportunity is only once every four years, even if you don't understand anything after going, you can use this rare opportunity to enhance the international horizon, open your eyes and pave the way for a future academic career.

At exactly 7 a.m., a tourist bus stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

Under the leadership of a young professor, several young Chinese students stepped off the bus and assembled in front of the hotel.

These students come from Yan Dae, and none of them are perceived as school-bearers by their peers.

And the one who leads the team is the professor, even more unusual.

As a leading national young scholar, Professor Xu Chenyang, after 80 years, not only was one of the leaders of the domestic algebraic geometry community, but also won the Ramanukin Award in 16 years.

At the current International Congress of Mathematicians, five professors were invited to make a 45-minute report in the country.

And Professor Xu, that's one of them.

This time, Xu Chenyang was also entrusted by Yan Dadai's Dean, who was responsible for taking the students around the General Assembly with him and another professor from several houses.

Just in time for this world-famous presentation, he wasn't going to miss it, and he brought the students with him. Whether or not they have the opportunity to be brought into the Press Office, it is much more interesting for them to wait outside for results than for press reports.

A man with glasses looked at Professor Xu as he looked at the crowd that often came in front of the hotel.

“Professor, have you seen Professor Lu's thesis? ”

Xu Chenyang nodded briefly and replied: “I have seen a little, but I am in algebraic geometry, I do not know much about the field of bias differential equations. ”

The other girl went on to ask, "Do you think he'll make it? ”

“I don't know,” Xu Chenyang shook his head, "about Professor Lu's thesis, the academic community has yet to reach a unified conclusion. Because it takes a very novel approach, but anything new is often controversial. ”

And the guy with the glasses went on to say, "More novel than an abstract proof? ”

Xu Chenyang's eyebrows picked out, and accidentally looked at the student: “Do you know the abstract proof? ”

The glasses man was embarrassed to smile and scratched his back head and said, "I've seen a little bit of literature on this. ”

“Then you're pretty good. The differential equation is a very promising direction, both for application and for theory.” Professor Xu smiled and a familiar voice came from the side as he intended to elaborate the difference between the two methods with the students.

“Brother Xu, don't worry. ”

Looking in the direction of the sound, after seeing the person, Xu Chenyang's eyes suddenly lit up and reached out his right hand with a smile.

“Brother Zhang, long time no see! ”

The man who looked at Professor Xu and shook his hand and laughed, the student in glasses recognized him at a glance and couldn't help but whisper.

“Goddess! ”

When they heard the name, the students next to them cast a surprise gaze at the person.

God of Heaven!

Yan Dae has only one god, that is Zhang Yao!

In the Yan Grand Majority, the name can be said to be unknown, unknown.

The 29-year-old won the Ramanuguin Prize, the 34-year-old was hired as a lifelong professor of mathematics at Columbia University, and the 35-year-old won the Chenxing Mathematics Gold Prize… The same cowman, and Yunzhen, was listed as an idol in the minds of the students of Yan University Mathematics.

Looking at the enthusiastic siblings, Zhang Weiyu smiled amicably and then continued to look at Brother Xu.

“So early? It's only two hours away. ”

“Aren't you the same?” Xu Chenyang smiled.

Like Xu Chenyang, Zhang Wei was also the 45-minute presenter at the conference.

The students were brought to the General Assembly site and, after an agreed meeting time, the two travelled together to the main reporting room.

On the way, instead of talking about the NS equation, they talked about tomorrow's opening ceremony and the premiere of the opening ceremony - the Fields Prize.

Xu Chenyang: “Is there hope for this session? ”

Zhang Wei sighed: “There are too many cow people, it is difficult. ”

One of the youngest W3 professors in Germany and one of the youngest fullest professors at Princeton University, the two great gods have little suspense.

There were only two places left to compete from the outset.

Other competitors besides these two are also not idle. If the last Filipino Prize was a cloud of the strong, then this is a fairy fight that can stand out, only the strong among the strong.

Looking at Zhang Yang with a slight expression, Xu Chenyang didn't know what to say. He could only try to comfort him: “You are a goddess, are you so unsure? ”

Standing in front of the door of the reporting hall, Zhang Xiao shook his head with a smile as he looked at the black-pressed venue.

“Forget this name...”

Who isn't sitting here?

……

8: 00 sharp.

Head builds up in the venue and even the aisles on both sides of the seats become crowded.

Although it is one hour before the report officially begins, the venue is empty.

In addition to the scholars who participated in the meeting, a full row of cameras was displayed on both sides of the reporting room against the wall.

Many have challenged the NS equation, but few have succeeded.

If this challenger succeeds, these images will become valuable historical material. Such opportunities are not only unwilling to be missed by the media, even some famous image museums have applied for filming.

Sitting in the back row of the room, looking at the figure on the stage, Vera took a deep breath and calmed down some disturbing heart rate.

It wasn't until two days later that her debriefing took place, but at this moment she was more nervous than she was standing on the stage.

“… come on. ”

Whispering silently, Vera squeezed her hand tightly and prayed silently for him in her heart.

Just then, an old man came over and sat next to her.

“Worried about him? ”

“ …… ”

Looking at the old man in surprise, Vera nodded.

Pierre Deligne!

Her mentor's mentor...

She did see the old man a few times at Princeton Institute of Advanced Studies.

In her impression, he probably belonged to the type of meticulous joke and rarely spoke voluntarily.

Looking directly in front of the Reporting Office, Deligne bluntly said.

“There's nothing to worry about. He's my proudest student. ”

The voice had just fallen and an uncomfortable voice had come from the side unwillingly.

“Aren't you blushing? You taught him only a few months. ”

You don't have to look at it at all. Just hearing the arrogant and harsh tone, Deligne guessed who the old friend was.

Rarely pulled up the corner of his mouth, Deligne glanced at the man.

“You're here, too? ”

“Your question is strange, how could I not come?” Sitting beside Deligne, Faltines said with no expression, "If anyone is talking nonsense on stage, naturally someone has to point it out downstage. ”

Upon hearing this, Vera looked at him unconsciously and was obviously very dissatisfied with what he had said.

However, her presence is too weak to be noticed at all...

As for Deligne, she just smiled slightly.

“I'm afraid you'll have to be disappointed. ”

Fartings' eyebrows picked: “So confident? ”

Deligne: “Want to bet? ”

After staring at his old friend for a while, Faltines eventually did not take the sentence and turned to the stage.

“… is about to begin. ”