The entrance to the auditorium.

Participants have basically entered.

Standing next to the temporary ticket gate, the staff wearing a black suit looked at the watch and saw that the time was almost there. So he gestured to the colleague next to him and told him to take the security equipment away.

At this time, not far from the tree-lined path, suddenly ran to two men dressed in formal attire.

I hurriedly took out two admission tickets from my arms. Wang Zhengfei, who was already young, took a breather with his knees and smiled apologetically toward the staff standing at the door.

"...Hello, this is our admission ticket."

I don't know if I didn't see his identity, or I didn't care if I saw it. The staff glanced at the ticket in his hand and said with a blank expression.

"You are late."

Wang Zhengfei made a sorry expression, without a slight shelf, and sincerely said.

"I am really embarrassed! The road from the airport to the place has been delayed for a while because of the traffic jam. I have been looking forward to this report for a long time. Please trouble this big brother, let me go in."

The man who kept at the door did not say anything. He just glanced at him and exchanged his sight with the companion on the other side. He took out a staple and pressed it on his ticket. Then he pressed it. Made a gesture of advancing.

Wang Zhengfei smiled on his face and expressed his gratitude to the bottom of his head. Then he quickly glanced at the secretary beside him and took him into the auditorium.

"...Boss, what are we wasting time with a janitor?"

Thinking of the attitude of the previous janitor, the secretary behind the boss, the expression on his face is still somewhat indignant.

After hearing this sentence, Wang Zhengfei smiled.

“Is it strange?”

The secretary hesitated a little, but he quickly turned his head.

Wang Zhengfei smiled faintly and pointed to the direction of the door.

"The few people at the gate are not the general staff, they are the national security."

......

The report will start in a few minutes.

In the back row, I found the seat corresponding to the ticket and sat down. Wang Zhengfei instantly felt a bit unusual from the atmosphere of the venue.

I have to say that this Professor Lu is indeed the world's top scholar.

As for the scale of the report, and the atmosphere of the crowd, it is not like an academic report, but like a world-famous symphony concert.

What he played was the opening of an era.

Wang Zhengfei didn't know that he was a layman. Why is it that the heartbeat is accelerating, the blood is arrogant, and the palms are exuding the sweat of excitement. I don't understand what kind of magical characters are so difficult to understand. Many people send a fanatical sight...

"Is he really only in his twenties?"

When I heard the boss suddenly ask, the secretary sitting next to him hesitated, and then he nodded.

"The information is..."

Wang Zhengfei nodded and said nothing.

After a while, his chin pointed forward.

"Right, can you understand the above things?"

Looking at the secret expression of the secretary, Wang Zhengfei was in the heart and took back his sight.

"Forget it, when I didn't ask."

......

The report will officially begin!

In the original auditorium, there was an instant in the hall.

Just like a bird phoenix, a pair of twin eyes focused on the podium, focusing on the figure that is not awkward.

Slowly stepped on the stage, Lu Zhou looked around at the venue, then looked back at the curtain hanging on the wall and said slowly.

"My papers are believed to have been seen by everyone."

"The main purpose of this report is to answer a number of questions about the proof of the Quasi-Riemann conjecture."

"Of course, according to the process, I will quickly pass some key points."

"The speed of my retelling may be very fast. It will take about 20 minutes. I hope everyone will pay attention to it."

After all, Lu Zhou turned and walked to the whiteboard closest to him. He picked up the marker and wrote the first line of the report. It is also the core line of calculations.

[ζ=2^s·π^sinΓζ......]

It is also the moment when this line of calculations appears on the whiteboard.

Sitting in the crowd under the stage, two people contracted the pupil slightly.

"Somewhat," touched his chin and stared excitedly at the line on the whiteboard. Tao Zhexuan, who was sitting in the front row, said to himself, "I introduce the Γ function directly here... I intend to construct its analytical continuity directly. If so, he may prove that the length of the proof is reduced by two pages."

Sitting next to Professor Tao, the expressionless Professor Faltins snorted.

"How is that possible? The core argument is wrong, even if some of the fine-grained worms are playing tricks. It’s a fascinating thing, and it’s a fact that it’s a proof of failure.

Tao Zhexuan: "Not necessarily."

Fartings glanced at him: "Oh?"

"In the beginning, I thought the same as you think. The 27th line of the 27th line is the same as the direct use of the coherent method. The introduction of the 11th is a problem," said Tao Zhexuan, suddenly stopped for a moment and continued, "But now, I really want to understand what he means."

Faltings glanced at him, but he didn't say anything, and he moved his eyes very flat.

What is said at this time is superfluous.

It is enough to watch it quietly.

The calculations on the whiteboard, like the same stream of notes, danced rhythmically under the brushstrokes of the brush. This report focusing on the attention of thousands of people is slow in this strange silence. Continue.

Standing on the podium.

Standing in front of the whiteboard.

Lu Zhou, who has a marker in his hand, has completely forgotten the outside world and forgot his position. He just single-mindedly traced the puzzle in his mind to the world.

The minute hand mounted on the wall, I have already passed fifteen small points.

After stopping the marker in his hand, Lu Zhou took a deep breath and stepped back two steps.

The proof is over.

For him who had already taken the mountain a month ago, there is no difficulty in itself.

However, the really difficult place is waiting behind him.

On this issue concerning the foundation of the entire mathematics building, I must not have the slightest release of Mr. Faltins.

And when he turned around, he must have started the real showdown.

However, at this moment of Lu Zhou, there is not much embarrassment in my heart.

Instead, it is full of expectations.

His opponent was the first person under the "Mathematic Pope" and was called the man closest to Grothendieck. The field he is challenging is the Riemann conjecture he is most familiar with, and the methods he uses and even the mathematical tools are derived from the ega algebraic geometry Bible he is most familiar with.

Breathing a deep breath, Lu Zhou put down the marker in his hand.

Turning around, he turned to the silent lecture hall, and said in a calm voice.

"The basic situation is like this."

"Below, enter the questioning session."

Almost at the moment when the voice falls.

It is almost a confirmation of Lu Zhou’s expectations.

A skinny right hand, trembled but vigorously and slowly lifted.

Although there is not much power in the hand, in this quiet hall, it is as dazzling as a torch.

Facing everyone's attention, Professor Faltins took off the dome cap on his head and stood up expressionlessly.

"I have a question!"

“On the 17th line of the 17th page, the reporter is also asked to give a detailed explanation.”