Chapter 868 Professor Faltings' Notes

Solving the Riemann Hypothesis in three years...

This sentence is too familiar.

Faltings can recall at least ten names of people who once boasted about Haikou.

Even, it reminded him of an old friend who had passed away for some time.

The old man's name is Weil, that is, the one who put forward the famous Weil conjecture.

It is said that when he was young, he promoted the "zero-point distribution problem of the ζ function of the algebraic curve on the finite field" as a link between the past and the future, and thus proposed Weil's conjecture, and optimistically believed that this might be able to solve the real problem. The Riemann Hypothesis provides sufficient ideas for reference.

He has even planned that if he proves Riemann's conjecture because of this, he will deliberately postpone publishing his thesis to the outside world until 1959... that is, the day when Riemann's conjecture was proposed for a hundred years.

However, his optimistic attitude no longer existed in his later years.

It was not until the 1970s that Weil's conjecture was proved by Professor Deligne, and the verification of Riemann's conjecture is still far away.

Faltings once clearly remembered that before the old man died, he kept thinking about it, hoping to see the solution of the Riemann conjecture in his lifetime, although this is already unlikely...

Three days passed quickly.

This academic conference can be considered to have come to an end, and scholars from various countries began to embark on the return journey one after another.

In the later time, Professor Faltings did not bother Lu Zhou to take him to the top of the mountain. He has been haunting the campus of Jinling University for the past two days.

Judging from the posts on the school forum, the old professor seems to have gone to the library, to the Drum Tower, and to sit in on a mathematics class at the new campus... Although he probably doesn't understand Chinese, he can only Judging what the lecturer said by the content written on the blackboard.

Finally, when it was time to leave, Lu Zhou asked Wang Peng to get a bigger car and sent Professor Faltings and several old friends in the mathematics field to the airport.

Originally, there should be his mentor Deligne among these people, but unfortunately, Professor Deligne has already set foot on the return journey after the report meeting. When Lu Zhou called him, he was already preparing lessons in the office of Princeton University...

After completing the check-in with a few people, Lu Zhou can be regarded as fulfilling the friendship of the landlord.

Before boarding the plane, Faltings handed over a handwritten note to him, and then walked away with the suitcase without saying anything.

"Hey, let me see, what's written on it?"

Seeing the back of Professor Faltins going away, Professor Tao Zhexuan immediately looked at Lu Zhou, and excitedly reached out to get the notebook.

Lu Zhou didn't stop him, just let him take the note.

Molina who was standing next to her seemed to want to watch it too, but she didn't want to show her motives so blatantly in front of her "competitor", so she had to put on an expression of wanting to see but embarrassed to speak, and from time to time He took a sneak peek at the notebook in Professor Tao's hand.

Noticing her small movements, Lu Zhou smiled and said.

"It's okay, just watch it if you want, anyway...it's not a secret. If it can inspire your research, I believe Professor Faltings will be very happy."

Seeing that her thoughts were seen through, Molina blushed, took a deep breath and calmed down, bowed and thanked her.

"thanks."

After all, she followed suit.

Knowing that her reading speed would definitely not be able to keep up with Professor Tao's page-turning speed, she wisely took out her mobile phone from her bag and took a photo of the content on the notes.

Lu Zhou didn't stop her. He went to the vending machine next to him, bought three cans of coffee and came back. After distributing one can to the two, he sat on the chair next to him and waited quietly.

About five or six minutes later, when he drank half of the coffee slowly, Professor Tao Zhexuan finally closed the notebook in his hand with a snap, and returned it to Lu Zhou with an excited face.

"The things written on it are very interesting! Many of them are probably some of Professor Faltings' own thoughts on Riemann's conjecture, or possible research ideas, some of which have been verified, and the other part may not have time to study .I recommend you take a serious look, he should be able to inspire your research a lot."

Lu Zhou nodded, smiled and said softly.

"Of course I would."

"Then, it's time to say goodbye." After pulling the lever of the suitcase, Professor Tao glanced at the time on his watch, then looked at Lu Zhou with a smile, "My flight will start security check soon, I hope next year Seeing you at the Congress of Mathematicians in St. Petersburg, I look forward to your 60-minute talk."

Lu Zhou: "If I can be ready."

Smiling and gestured goodbye, Tao Zhexuan took the suitcase, turned around and walked away quickly.

"Haha, I'm sure you can!"

The sound gradually faded away, and finally disappeared in the waiting room where people came and went.

After staring at Lu Zhou for a while, Molina stuffed the phone with the notes back into her bag and said nervously.

"Thank you...Although you helped me, I will not be merciful because of this."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou couldn't help laughing and said: "Please do this, it is the same for me who solves this problem."

Just kidding, if the Riemann Hypothesis can be proved by relying on this notebook, why doesn't Professor Faltings who wrote this notebook prove it himself?

Lu Zhou didn't think that with this little thing, Miss Molina would be enough to solve the Riemann conjecture.

Sparks of thought can be rubbed between stones and stones, but egg flowers can only be rubbed between stones and eggs. Professor Faltings handed this notebook to himself, presumably hoping that he could get some inspiration from those "dead ends" he had studied and proved to be unworkable in the end, even if he took a little detour, he would be able to make a big difference. beneficial.

These things that do not even have the value of being published in journals can only play a role in the hands of a few people.

Apparently, Miss Molina Abel did not fit the "minority" profile.

Although her paper on the proof of another line of the critical line theorem had made a big impression on him, it was far from groundbreaking research.

Otherwise, she would not choose Chronicle of Mathematics to contribute, and the Annals of Mathematics, one of the top four journals, is her better choice.

Seeing Molina's face full of anticipation, as if what she was holding in her bag was not a mobile phone but a treasure, wishing she could fly back to Princeton now and organize the photos she took on paper, Lu Zhou pondered After a while, he spoke.

"Let me give you a suggestion."

Molina glanced at Lu Zhou nervously.

"What advice?"

Seeing her nervous expression, Lu Zhou smiled lightly and said, "Don't expect too much from that notebook, you didn't see Professor Tao just flipped through it, and returned it without writing anything down. me?"

Hearing this sentence, Molina froze for a moment, then frowned.

"You mean... the things in this notebook are not as important as they seem?"

Not understanding why she thought so, Lu Zhou gave her a strange look.

"No, Professor Faltings' research results are of course very important. There is no doubt about it. But what I mean is... this thing can only be used if it is in the hands of someone who can use it."

Molina: "..."

Falk squid!

I'm so angry, I really want to hit someone!

She swears, if it wasn't for that damn ladylike demeanor, she would have kicked this guy!