On the afternoon of May 25, Stockholm Airport.

A bright silver flight landed slowly on the runway.

Soon after, the boat that was dragging the suitcase, passed through the crowds coming and going, and walked out of the airport.

This is the first time he has come to the city, and the most intuitive feeling here is a rich artistic atmosphere besides being neat.

In fact, Lu Zhou does not understand art very well, and rational thinking makes him rarely look at these issues from a perceptual point of view. Even so, he can intuitively feel the rich artistic atmosphere from the subway station of the city.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a museum.

The 108-kilometer subway network houses more than 100 artists who specialize in creating works of art for these subway stations.

It is no wonder that Edward Witten recommended him before coming to Stockholm. He must not take a taxi by subway. Otherwise, it will be a lot less fun, although it is convenient.

According to the Nobel Prize specifications, the winner's collapsed residence was arranged at the Stockholm Grand Hotel.

At the door of the hotel, the academician of the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences, Staffan Normark, opened his arms to Lu Zhou and gave him a big hug.

"Welcome, Professor Lu Zhou!"

"I hope not let you wait too long."

“How come?” Academician Stafford smiled and continued. “Please let me introduce you, this is...”

The ones standing next to them are scholars from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences.

Under the introduction of Academician Staffor, Lu Zhou shook hands with them and then, with his footsteps, came to the residence where he stayed.

Standing at the door, Academician Staffor smiled and said politely.

“If you have any needs, please let us know if you ask the hotel’s waiter.”

Lu Zhou smiled and said: "You are too polite."

"This is not polite, this is a respect for a scholar," Academician Staffor smiled. "To be honest, I was surprised when I saw you. I thought Tao Zexuan was young enough. I didn't expect it." In just four years, another young mathematician has refreshed this record."

Tao Zhexuan was the Clafford Prize won in 12 years. At that time, he was only in his thirties. In the same year, he made a breakthrough in the "weak Gothbach conjecture problem", which indirectly led to Helfgo. Special proof of the problem.

It’s 16 years now, and it’s also Goldbach’s conjecture.

In the midst of it, it seems to form a reincarnation.

Lu Zhou smiled and said modestly: "Mathematics is an ancient and energetic subject. It will become more and more ancient, but people who study him will become younger and younger. Maybe in the future, there will be younger than me. People refresh this record."

Academician Stafford laughed and said: "I am afraid it is a bit difficult."

After not doing more interruptions here, and informing him of some things to be aware of, Academician Staffor died.

The suitcase was placed next to the bedside table, and the boat did not go out for a stroll.

Although he is very interested in the city, he just needs to rest in the Atlantic and half of Europe.

I went to the bathroom and took a shower. Lu Zhou was lying on the bed and was about to go to sleep.

At this time, he suddenly thought that he had not shared this joy with other people, so he sat up from the bed, picked up the mobile phone resting on the bedside table, took a picture of the night scene outside the window, and sent it to the door. Friends circle and collar.

This time, he did not say a word, just simply sent this photo.

But soon, his Weibo came up with a few responses.

[Lu Shen, is this going to travel? 】

[Where is this night scene? Let's hang up. 】

[I guess Philadelphia, there is a close proximity to Princeton. After all, the house is too short, unlike New York. 】

[I want to take the college entrance examination immediately, touch Lu Shen’s thighs at close range, and take a breath! 】

[夭寿啦! Lu Shen did not force it! ! ! 】

Seeing the comments below the collar, Lu Zhou could not help but smile.

How to say it!

Am I kind of person?

......

The next afternoon.

The antique Starrmore Concert Hall is full of melodic and elegant classical music, with more than a thousand seats packed.

After a simple opening remark, a short-haired, middle-aged woman walked on stage and announced the beginning of the award ceremony.

Her name is Barbara Cannon, the dean of the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences. Although the face is mostly covered by the crow's feet of the years, but when I see it, when the lady is young, she must be a scholar with both value and knowledge.

In solemn and enthusiastic applause, the lifelong secretary of the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences, Staffan Nomack, took over her position and, before going to the stage, read out the list of winners and awards.

"...the future of mankind is in the innocent starry sky. One day, we will reach all the places where we can see. Let us thank the forerunners who look up at the stars, let us send them blessings and applause! Thanks, they are on the corner Momentum black hole and its impact 'outstanding contribution to research!'

“The winners of the Astronomical Awards are Professor Roy Kerr from the University of Canterbury, New Zealand, and Professor Roger Branford from Stanford University!”

The voice of Academician Stafford ignited the atmosphere and ignited the atmosphere inside the venue.

Under the applause, two professors from New Zealand and the United States took the podium and took the medal seriously from Gustav XVI.

Lu Zhou, standing under the stage, took a deep breath and gently finished the tie on the chest.

Originally he thought he would be very calm, and in the last few seconds, he still had to try to control his breathing and heartbeat.

Different from the Chen Shengshen Mathematical Award issued by the Chinese Mathematical Society, it is also different from the Cole Award issued by the Federal Mathematical Society. This honor is not only affirmation from the mathematics community, but also from the entire natural science community.

Academician Stafford on the stage continued.

"...Mathematics is the language of God, and prime numbers are the codes that he keeps in the world. Many propositions are not necessarily great in themselves, but it is precisely because of these ordinary but not simple, complex but pure things, our world and our civilization. They are changing quietly."

“Thank you for his outstanding contribution to a series of studies on prime numbers! And the proof of Goldbach’s conjecture!”

"The winner of the mathematics award is..."

“Professor Lu Zhou from Princeton University!”

There was a more applause than the previous one.

Like the ups and downs of the waves, the enduring.

In the applause, Lu Zhou walked steadily onto the podium.

The Crawford Awards have been established for more than a decade, and this is the first Chinese scholar to stand here.

Behind more than two hundred scholars of different nationalities and different nationalities, as well as nearly a thousand invited guests from different fields, offered blessings and applause for his contribution to the world.

At this moment, standing in front of him is Gustav XVI, and his queen, Mrs. Sylvia.

"Congratulations, Professor Lu Zhou!"

The white-haired old man with a smile like a spring breeze handed the medals and certificates in his hand to Lu Zhou.

After the hands were taken, Lu Zhou shook hands with the king and nodded and smiled: "Thank you!"

The applause sounded again.

It was only until the winner of the Chinese country smiled and stood aside, and Academician Staffor came forward again and slowly subsided.

However, for Lu Zhou, the ups and downs in his chest were not as simple as the appreciating applause.

Feel the heavy weight of this medal, until the elegant classical music sounded until the end of the award ceremony, until the guests at the venue began to leave...

Lu Zhou’s mood returned to calm.