Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

By the time Dimmer returned to Yandai International Mathematics Center, Evening Ha had fallen to the sky, looking like it was going to be dark soon.

He was just about to pack up what was in his position and went back to the dorm, and his good buddy Meng Fei, the little fat guy, reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

“Brother Ji, why are you suddenly missing? I haven't found you in half a day. We're all done for dinner. ”

Seamus shook his head.

“It's okay, I'll just go out and eat something, and when I get back, I'll see a lot of food on the road. ”

He grabbed his backpack and left, but was caught by the little fat man behind him.

“Eh, wait, wait. You haven't said what you were doing. ”

Dragged to a halt, Ji Mu stunned slightly and said.

“Oh, you ask, I'm going after Master Lu. ”

“Chasing Master Lu? Catching up. And? ”

“Then I want to worship him as a teacher! Learn math from him! ”

Meng Fei asked with a headache what he thought he would do with his personality.

“… and he agreed? ”

Zimmer shook his head very honestly.

“No.”

“I told you,” Meng Fei shook his head and said, "He's an academician. He's also a rocket builder. He attends top class meetings. How can he point you to a high school student? ”

Jimmer nodded and continued: "… but. ”

But Meng Fei, who was talking, stunned slightly and stopped asking.

“But what? ”

I gradually got excited in my eyes, and the teenager in the duck hat held his fist and said with a great deal of ambition: “But he promised me that if I could win a gold medal at the IMO competition, he would take me as his apprentice. ”

The gold medal of the IMO Competition.

Sounds challenging.

But it's impossible for him not to try it!

After all, he was the only one who made the final IMO national final!

When he heard the statement, Meng Fei looked at him like a fool instead of being as hot as he was.

Looking at him like this, Jimmy looked at him dissatisfied and said.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Doubt your brother's strength? ”

“No,” he shook his head silently, and Meng Fei coughed softly and said, "I said Ji, if you get the gold medal, don't send Yan Dashui Wood, go to a Jinling University... you won't shoot your father to cut you? ”

Regardless of Lu Academician, Jinling University's brand is a little weaker than Shui Muyan's. Even Little Fatty has learned that in recent years, with the establishment of the Jinling Institute of Higher Studies, Kim Dae's scientific achievements have not been inferior to Shui Woo Yan Dae's, but the recognition and social recognition of the Niehe academic community are fundamentally two things.

Going to Mizuki Yan Da, in the eyes of the neighbors of 10th and 8th Streets, is a Huyuan Lang, and going to Jinling University, although it is also worth the pleasure, it is also a double first-class...

However, after hearing Fatty's words, Jimmy's face was shaken without any shaking or hesitation, shook his head and said.

“No, what's to be afraid of? I've made up my mind! Master Lu won't lie to me. When I get my gold medal, I'll convince my father! If he doesn't agree, I'll cut the back and tell him."

“Then you have to piss off your old man! Come on, I won't persuade you...” Meng Fei shook his head and patted his buddy on the shoulder, "Anyway, brother with you, where are you going? Where am I going?”

Looking at the little fat guy, Season said with emotion.

“Dear brother! ”

“Cough, but it was agreed beforehand, if I took the gold medal... forget it, if you're not afraid of your father cutting you, I'm still afraid of my father. ”

Season sighed silently as he looked at the embarrassed little fat man.

“Rest assured, brother, I have nothing to worry about except this. ”

Mengfei: "... it always feels like you're hacking me, but I have no proof. ”

Ha ha ha, Jimmy smiled and patted his buddy on the shoulder.

“Illusions, delusions, delusions, go, dine in the cafeteria. ”

“I just ate... Forget it, I'll come with you. ”

……

At this moment, the ark does not know what seeds it has buried in the heart of a teenager.

After leaving Yanda's campus, before boarding, the Ark called his office assistant and asked Zhao Huan to help him buy a ticket to Jinling for the "corner of the wall" he had just dug up, and then said goodbye to him.

This trip to Yan Da can dig up such a talent as an accident, but this time he came to Beijing, not to dig the corners of Yan Da International Mathematics Center, but more important things to do.

While sitting in the car, Ark continued to call the Jinling Institute of Higher Studies and asked the department in charge of personnel there to arrange Chen Yang's onboarding and put the matter aside for the time being.

Upon returning to the hotel, the Ark obtained an outline of the meeting from the Moon Orbit Construction Committee and briefly looked at the matters that required its own attendance.

Being a general designer, there are not many things he needs to do, in addition to speaking at the opening ceremony, to act like a mascot at a banquet.

As for other troublesome matters, as well as negotiations with diplomats from other countries, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Republic of China would be responsible for them, which had been well prepared for two months.

It can be said that just as the Ark took its annual holiday, a group of people did not take a day off.

Just after sweeping the meeting, I threw it aside, and the ark took out its own notebook and sorted out the things that were written on the blackboard this afternoon.

Though Hodge's guess was not his field of study, he saw a number of flash points worth drawing on during Chen Yang's analytical steps.

For example, his approach to the definition of upward homogeneity, which engraves the topological invariance of the basic features of a recurring stream, has given rise to a whole new thinking on the application of the upward homogeneity method in Étale.

This whole new idea may not be as ingenious as it sounds, but it's novel enough to even surprise the ark, something he figured out himself when he closed the door and built the car.

But perhaps it is precisely because the mind has studied algebraic geometry for five years that the understanding of algebraic geometry is so flogging.

So all he lacks is learning about mathematical tools, and experience, skills, and so on.

And that, too, is the most real reason why the ark has moved people's minds.

The pen in his hand turned gently, staring at a line of formulas on the note, and Ark thought softly.

“... building bridges between the replica and topology promoted by Le Mans and finding answers in higher dimensions would be easier than at lower latitudes... this guy is a genius. ”

Problems in high-dimensional contexts are easier than in low-dimensional contexts, which sounds somewhat unimaginable, but is not unprecedented. The most famous is probably Professor Smail in the 1960s, who came up with the idea of a genius, Pongale's guess in Gaudí, which is easier than in 3D.

And it was along the lines of this genius that the big man finally completed the proof of Pongale's speculation for space five dimensions and above, and won the next Fields Prize.

“... so the hyperelliptical curve analysis can still play this way, how could I not find my research results so impressive? ”

“Looks like we got the treasure. ”

The deeper you go in and think about these formulas over and over again, the more hidden and luminous your ark's eyes are.

Though there was no reason for that feeling, he always felt he was a step further from Lehman's guess of the end of the maze.

And it's the kind you can clearly see.

“I don't know if Vera's paper came out. ”

The idea of dissertation in the mind spilled out uncontrollably, the ark turned on the computer, searched the literature database below, and looked at whether his students had recently published a dissertation.

After all, the things Vera sent him were unpublished in the e-mail, and they weren't very good for use directly by herself, and there was no way to mark the citation.

More conscientious scholars will wait for their papers to be published before publishing themselves.

Of course, even though there aren't many athletic scholars like the Ark.

Unfortunately, however, the Ark searched the database and he did not find Vera's paper.

Either you're not ready or you're still in peer review.

“Not published yet? ”

Speaking to himself, Ark shut down the literature database and opened the software for his tailor-made editorial thesis.

Papers still have to be published, but it's a pity they can't be published in journals.

“Then… hang a pre-printed copy first. ”