Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Chapter 1009: Predicting the Future?

Perelman's room is not far from the stairs and can be seen on one side after climbing the stairs.

“The house is a little small, don't mind. ”

Dropping this sentence, Perelman put the plastic bag in his right hand on the floor and pulled the key out of his pocket.

Even though he was prepared for the situation in the house, he was surprised by the situation in the house when he really opened the door.

All sorts of laundry and household items that haven't been washed in time are so cluttered up on the sofa armrest that all sorts of debris piled up on the ground can be seen and left out of sight.

The Ark admitted that although he occasionally did things like throwing clothes around, he generally either remembered to pack it himself or Em would have done it well for him.

But obviously.

Dedicating the whole of his life to Perelman in mathematics, not only did he not have the person who could clean his clothes for him, but his attitude in life was also casual.

No wonder many of the scholars he knew had strange faces when referring to his name.

Walking by the ark, Albert, the physicist who was more famous for his novels than for his studies, was whispered by Professor Krugman.

“I thought mathematicians were very organized people. ”

Don't know how to answer this question, the ark chose silence.

As for Schultz on his side, it's an awkward explanation.

“Generally speaking… but there are exceptions to everything, and there are those who choose not to be unrestrained in their lives and spend the time they save on more meaningful things. ”

“This kind of life is really enviable, but it's not me. Most of my time has been wasted by me since I walked down this path of mathematics on useless work of little significance..." I didn't care that the stranger whispered to me, put the "supply” purchased this week in the refrigerator Perelman while refuting Schultz's argument to excuse himself, walked back and continued if nothing happened.

“Would you like a drink? Although there is only water and tea, if you want something else, I can also go out and buy it. ”

I really didn't want to burden his life, the ark said.

“Water will do. ”

Schultz nodded. “Me too. ”

Seeing Krugman and the stranger nodded, Perelman's mouth was rarely squeezed, like a slippery smile.

“Okay, hold on. ”

Soon after, five disposable cups were placed on the table, Perelman then took a 5-liter bottle of large mineral water from the side and poured each person a cup.

Seeing several people looking at themselves weirdly, he didn't mind either, picked up his cup and took a sip, then cast his gaze at Schultz, and the topic went straight to the point.

“What are you doing here? I had no idea you were coming. ”

Schultz: "Can't I visit an old friend on my way to the IMU convention? ”

“I don't have much to visit, I feel comfortable alone...”

He seemed disappointed by Schultz's statement and immediately lost interest in Perelman after hearing that he was not looking for himself with any problems, and then quickly fell into sight of the Ark.

Staring up and down at him for a while, Perelman suddenly mumbled with his characteristic “sloppy but rough" voice.

“I've read your paper and your understanding of group theory and planar issues is impressive. Especially the hyperelliptical curve analysis used to solve Lehman's conjecture… Of course, the most surprising thing is that you defined a fully intersected plural cluster X on the reflector space CP * (n + r) when you studied Sullivan's conjecture, and I haven't figured out how you came up with that yet. ”

Topology and differential geometry are precisely what Perelman is familiar with, and issues involving differential flux are more interesting to him than quasi-Liman speculation.

Especially the classification of differential fluids, a research direction that, although cold, is unexpectedly invisible and can even be said to be one of the core issues of differential fluids.

Sullivan, who handed it over completely, assumed he had studied it too, but didn't come up with a good way to put it aside for a moment and a half.

As he was about to forget about it, at the beginning of the year, he suddenly saw a paper published in the Mathematical Yearbook, which had been studying Lehman's assumptions, and finally solved the problem.

This surprised him so much that he doubted life.

“... Sullivan guesses? ”

The Ark was slightly stunned and reacted with a smile, "… thanks to Professor Clark's paper published in 1999 in The Mathematical Yearbook, which inspired my research. And of course, it might be because I wasn't looking at the issue at the time, so I could think from a perspective that the average person wouldn't have thought of. ”

At the time, he was answering Chen Yang's question about the problems he had encountered in studying Hodge's assumptions. If it had not been for the reminder of the editor-in-chief of the Yearbook of Mathematics, he would not even have known that he was studying another form of representation of a major proposition that was well known in the question of differential fluid classification.

However, when it was heard that the ark was not really studying the classification of differential fluids, both Perelman and Schultz had strange expressions on their faces.

Fortunately, they don't know that it took the ship a whole day to come up with the problem, otherwise they're afraid their jaws will fall to the ground.

Closed his surprised gaze, Perelman drank a sip of cold water and continued to ask.

“Enviable luck, although I don't think that's what luck can explain… So to put it straight, do you have any questions you'd like to discuss with me here? ”

Seeing the flickering expectation in his eyes, the ark suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

In fact, he's just like Schultz, even more boring than the latter. After all, the latter came to visit an old friend, and he came to satisfy his curiosity about the hermit by simply holding and visiting places such as the Winter Palace.

But to put it this way, it always feels a little rude.

After all, he is not a gorilla in the zoo, and from the attitude of this fellow, who doesn't want to say anything more about irrelevant matters, he is clearly not the kind of person who likes to socialize.

What should we do?

Honestly?

But the ark is a little worried, if he truly told the truth, would he be hacked by this guy?

At this point, his mind suddenly flashed and he remembered several issues he had discussed with Chen Yang at the Jinling Institute of Higher Studies when discussing Hodge's thoughts.

“Can I borrow a piece of paper? ”

“Yes, there are many here. ”

Soon, Perelman flipped a dirty notebook from the couch next to him and a ballpoint pen with a missing pen cover onto the hands of the ark.

After taking the note, the ark wrote down its own questions on the notebook and handed them to Perelman under the gaze of a few people.

“… that's all. ”

“... let me see," Perelman quickly swept through the formula after accepting the notebook, and a surprise appeared in his eyes, "Are you studying Hodge's assumptions? ”

The ark was hard on its scalp and said, "Kind of. ”

It wasn't really a lie, and although he wasn't really involved in the research on the issue, someone was still working on it at his institute, and he was often involved in exploring it with him.

Perelman, however, seemed to think the letter was true, and he went down to the bottom and muttered.

“No wonder we're studying Hodge's assumptions. I said that after reading your paper, I felt that the methods mentioned in it could be used to solve this type of problem...”

Schultz had a strange look at the ark.

“… when did you study Hodge's assumptions? ”

The ark was embarrassed and laughed.

“Not too busy. ”

Schultz: "…”

Time went by, stared at the problem for a dozen minutes, and Perelman didn't respond at all. It's like forgetting a few guests sitting here, completely immersed in their own world.

Some couldn't sit down. Albert stood up and glanced at the notebook, but was soon defeated by the line of ghost-like formulas, and sat back with a headache.

As for Krugman, who was sitting next to him, who had anticipated that he would not understand, he had not moved at all and drank tea there calmly.

Looking at this Russian in bitter meditation, the ark spoke a little vainly.

“… you don't have to give me an answer right away, as does sending me an email afterwards. ”

“… you're right, the question doesn't seem very clear in three words," agrees with the Ark, Perelman, after muttering, puts the notebook away, then continues to look at Professor Krugman and Albert beside him, "What about you? Let me know if there's a problem. ”

Krugman took a deep breath, had been brewing for half a day, and he finally found the opportunity to talk, cleared his voice, and said solemnly: "We're here for a significant research topic, which involves a lot of complex mathematical calculations that are beyond our ability-”

However, his half-day speech was interrupted by Albert sitting next to him just after he had spoken.

The physicist stood up and spoke to the crowd with a voice full of passion.

“Gentlemen, do you believe that our future is predictable? ”

Almost at the same time.

The entire studio apartment is less than 20 square meters, instantly quiet...