Peer review is a thankless job.

First, the job is unpaid, or the reviewer's compensation is usually cashed in a way that is unrelated to money, such as journal acknowledgments, positions in the editorial department, free access to journals, discounts on page fees, and more.

Secondly, in the case of a limited understanding of a job, it is quite difficult to go deep into this field to judge whether a research result is correct.

If it's not an important proposition, it's a world-class problem like the existence of the solution of the Yang Mills equation. No matter how difficult or important it is, it can't be sloppy. Even every line of the paper costs. The reviewer has a lot of precious time to rethink.

Many people take this job, except for the "academic qualifications" that can be used to name a reviewer in well-known journals. More is just the social responsibility of being a scholar and the mission of being a scientific goalkeeper. .

For a scholar who has already made a name for himself, Professor Weaverman’s motivation to accept this review is probably the latter. But when he got the paper, all these insignificant things were thrown aside by him.

Starting from the first line of calculations, the calculation process of the flowing water is like a magical magic, firmly grasping his eye.

In particular, the paper's understanding of the differential geometry of partial differential equations, as well as the application of l manifolds, is even more subtle to the extent that he can hardly believe.

He couldn't believe how a young theory, from birth to now two years, could develop to such a mature level in just two years.

"...is incredible."

It took about fifteen minutes to turn over the first page of the text, and Professor Fefferman couldn’t help but feel in his heart.

If he said that he had been ruined for the holidays, he was a little bit sorry.

However, at this moment, his heart is a little bit regrettable.

The time in the office passed quietly, and the sky outside the window gradually darkened.

Sitting at another desk, Wei Wen, who finally finished the final solution, took a deep breath and stretched out in a relaxed mood.

Just as he was about to get up and go to the dining hall downstairs to have a dinner, he noticed that Professor Fefferman, who was sitting at the desk not far away, still kept the action in the afternoon, staring intently. Holding the paper in your hand, the pen in your hand is always writing something on the draft paper.

Hesitated for a moment, and ultimately could not stand the curiosity in the heart, Wei Wen asked.

"Professor Lu, he... is it certified?"

Hearing this inquiry, the pen in the hands of Professor Fefferman finally stopped.

Putting the paper on the table, he took the coffee that had been cold, and took a sip, and after a while, he opened his mind thoughtfully.

"On my own opinion, I can't make a hasty decision on something so important..."

Looking at the paper on the table again, Professor Fefferman paused and continued.

"But if I only talk about my personal point of view, then he probably did it."

......

After completing the paper "On the Proof of the Existence of the Solution of the Yang Mills Equation", Lu Zhou organized the contents written on the draft paper into the computer. After simply editing it, he posted it to the editorial department of the Mathematics Yearbook. Mailbox.

There was almost no suspense, and the paper quickly passed the review of technical editors and entered the peer review process.

As for the reviewer, Lu Zhou did not know before the paper was published.

However, this kind of thing is not important at all.

He has checked the proof steps from start to finish before tidying up on the computer. He has more than 90% confidence that his proof is correct. Regardless of how the reviewer looks, this issue is already resolved for himself.

After confirming that the paper entered the peer review process, Lu Zhou did not manage it again, and began the next phase of research.

In fact, proving the existence of the solution is only the first step towards the holy grail of the modern physics of the Young Mills equation, far from reaching the core of the problem. At least, before studying the problem of mass gaps, he had to find a general solution for this complex equation.

From a mathematical point of view, it is no doubt much more difficult to find a general solution than to prove the existence of a general solution. At least the old version of the 啃ns equation is not necessarily enough.

In short, before finding a solution to the problem, Lu Zhou did not rush to immediately start the next round of retreat. These days, he has been searching for other people's research in the field on arxiv to see if he can get some inspiration from other people's research work.

Unfortunately, the results are not ideal.

Although the position of the Yang Mills equation in the modern gauge field theory is sufficiently important, few people will study the general solution of this nonlinear partial differential equation as their research direction. Although m also has some very interesting results, these results often do not go deep into the core areas.

And this also means that the only part of his work that he can rely on is his own...

On the last Wednesday of April, after completing the course in computational materials science, the boat with his arm around the textbook walked out of the classroom.

However, while he was thinking about the problem of the Yang Mills equation, while walking in the direction of the stairway, a middle-aged professor shouted his name and ran down and chased it from behind.

"Please wait, Professor Lu."

Standing in the corridor outside the ladder, Lu Zhou turned and looked at the man who was screaming at himself, and cast a doubtful sight on him.

"you are?"

Taking a breath, the middle-aged professor smiled and said: "I am Zhang Zhongqing, the other side of the museum... We have seen it in the last physics class."

"Oh," I was impressed with the name. Lu Zhou immediately remembered who he was, so he and Yan Yue said, "Is Professor Zhang, is there anything?"

Seeing that Lu Zhou still remembers himself, Zhang Zhongqing was embarrassed to smile and said: "This is the case. Last time, did you not give a class to our students a class about strong interaction? Many students reacted, It’s a pity to say that you didn’t hear your class. It’s just that quantum mechanics is a difficult point in undergraduate education. If you want to learn well, you need a certain amount of mathematics. After the leaders of our school understand the situation, let me Come ask, see if you have time recently? If so, we would like to ask you to give a lecture on quantum mechanics."

"Just like this, no problem," Lu Zhou said with a smile. "So what about this Saturday?"

Seeing Lu Zhou agreed, Zhang Zhongqing quickly smiled and said: "No problem! The dean said, time is still to see what you are free, when is our time here. Then this is the case." I would like to thank Professor Lu for the students of the Institute."

Lu Zhou: "Don't be so polite, I still like to teach the students."

Although giving classes to undergraduates does not help him solve problems directly, he can give him inspiration when he thinks about basic problems.

Zhang Zhongqing said with a smile: "Politely, you are still polite. After all, your research work is so busy, you have to take time to teach undergraduates. We are very embarrassed to trouble you."

"Lu Zhou!"

Just halfway through the words, a loud slamming door came from a corner of the corridor across the distance.

Upon hearing this voice, the two men stopped the conversation in unison, looking for the direction of the voice, and saw that the academician Lu, who was wearing a gray coat, was walking towards this side.

Surprised to see the academician Lu who came to himself, Lu Zhou was preparing to say hello, but before he could open the door, he listened to the old man who was in front of him and said with excitement.

"Is that paper written by you?"

Upon hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou subconsciously squatted.

"...Which paper?"

I didn’t even breathe a sigh of relief, and Lu’s tone of voice excited: “The proof of the existence of the solution of the Yang Mills equation!”

When I heard this sentence, Zhang Zhongqing almost didn't get it by his own spit.

Yang Mills equation? !

Hold the grass!