Line 11 on page 17? !

Tao Zhexuan smashed.

It’s not just Tao Zhexuan, Professor Delini, who is not far away, and Molina, even Schultz, who hides chewing gum in a corner, and his face is amazed.

"I thought the problem was in the 6th line of the 5th line on page 21..."

Muttering to himself, Schultz took out the manuscripts he carried with him from his arms, and quickly drew a few mathematical symbols on his own with a ballpoint pen, and quickly calculated it in his mind. .

"Page 21, 5 lines?" I looked at Schultz, who was sitting next to me, and Aksaih Vinkats, who was sitting with his arms, squinted for a moment, and said with a strange expression, "I thought it was the first. Question on page 31, line 11."

Like Schultz, this Aksay is also a talented player.

In addition to his high academic achievements in the field of representation and number theory, he is also the only Australian who has won medals in both the International Olympic Physics Competition and the International Olympic Math Competition...

And that year he was only twelve years old.

After hearing this sentence, Schultz took a stack of crumpled papers from his pocket and looked at the 31-page position. The eyebrows picked it with interest.

"It seems that the troubles faced by our Professor Lu do not seem to be much more general."

Aksay did not speak, still holding his arms, but slowly closed his eyes.

Three different scholars found three distinct problems on the same proof.

This is not so simple as the core proof process, but the systemic problem of the entire proof process. It's like a piece of code, it's all a problem after running.

Although I feel sorry for the genius who boarded the Fields Podium with myself, it is no way.

People always have to pay for their youth and arrogance. I hope this battle is only his Leipzig, not Waterloo. After the setbacks, he can create even greater glory.

Otherwise, it is a huge loss for the entire mathematics community.

Just as Schultz was still frowning and thinking, Aksay had already determined the ending of the report. Even when he began to close his eyes, he was in the middle of the auditorium not far away. Xu Chenyang looked dignified. Staring at the front of the podium, I frowned and fell into meditation.

Seeing the face of the old Mr. Faltins’s words, Zhang Shouwu, sitting next to Professor Xu, couldn’t help but say.

"Why don't you talk? At this juncture..."

Although Faltins is his mentor, he is a Chinese national. He naturally stands on the side of the Chinese academic community.

Lu Zhou is both the pride of the Chinese academic community and a postcard of the Chinese nation in the world of academia.

If he asks who he supports, he must have supported Lu Zhou undoubtedly, even if he is not optimistic that Lu Zhou can win the well-prepared Professor Faltins...

After all, finding a logical loophole is far easier than setting up a tight network. And it is even harder to solve the offensive of the other party in the short time of a report meeting...

When Wiles first proved Fermat's theorem, it took a full year to remedy the loopholes in the proof and answered the questions of the reviewers.

Now half of the mathematics world's line of sight is focused on him. It is far from being very normal to be able to think normally. What's more, seeing the tricks clearly and clearly...

“Is line 11 on page 17?” Turning over the paper in his hand, Lu Zhou found the position of Professor Faltins’s question, and the voice replied steadily. “This line only uses the stirling form of the Γ function. This formula is simplified to j=Σdi+Δ...”

"Of course, I know," interrupted Lu Zhou’s speech. Professor Faltins continued to speak slowly. "The stirling form using the Γ function is indeed a very clever way to save a lot of unnecessary. The trouble, however, even if you change the re=1-, you still can't change the fact that there is no non-trivial zero in the right area."

Zhang Shouwu held his breath, Professor Delini tightened his fist, Schultz stopped his pen, and Tao Zhexuan’s eyes gradually became a fascinating excitement. Molina’s expression clenched her lower lip complexly... ...

"The picture is poor..."

Xu Chenyang, sitting next to Professor Zhang Shouwu, sighed softly.

The vast majority of people sitting here have already guessed what Professor Fartings is going to say next.

As if in response to everyone’s expectations, the old man in a black trench coat and his right hand dragging the dome black hat slowly opened his mouth with a steady voice and continued.

"No matter how clever the superelliptic curve you choose, you can't get around this knot."

"The most deadly sputum in your argument is here, so the conclusion that the right border is shifted from re=1 to left = re=1-e is naturally impossible to launch... the first email I sent you. This is emphasized in the middle, but you don't seem to put my advice in mind."

In the auditorium, the yak is silent.

As if a needle fell on the ground, you can hear it carefully.

This problem can be said to be a sharp hit, just like a sharp short sword, straight to the weakness of the entire paper.

The pinched fist slowly released, and Professor Delini sighed softly.

It is worthy of Faltins.

Although he is not willing to admit it, he is indeed the closest person to Riemann’s conjecture after his mentor Grothendieck.

Molina’s heart was relieved and she was sorry for a while.

I was relieved because Lu Zhou eventually failed. On her way to Everest, which was named by Riemann’s conjecture, there was another strong competitor. As for the natural regret...

This failure may mean not only the quasi-Riemann conjecture to return to the conjecture, but also the death penalty of the critical belt.

In front is Grotten Dick.

Now it is Professor Lu.

Countless geniuses are plagued by Riemann’s conjecture in front of this dragon...

Is it true that, as rumored, the Riemann conjecture, as described by Gödel's incompleteness theorem, which is described in the ghosts of the mathematical world, is a dead knot that neither proves nor falsifies...

Thinking of this, Molina didn't have a panic in her heart.

If the answer she pursued did not exist from the beginning...

So what is the effort she has made for?

At the same time, the other side of the auditorium.

Gazing at the question by Faltins, and without saying a word in the boat, Schultz suddenly smiled and said, with only the sound that he and Aksai, sitting next to him, could hear. .

"...Akesai, my dear friend, do you know? Sometimes I really doubt that it is like a curse. Let us calculate how many genius the Riemann conjecture has taken away from our world. ... Far from saying, Sir Attiya must be one."

Aksai, holding his arms, shook his head.

"I don't believe there is such a curse."

"That's because you don't understand," Schultz shrugged. The handsome, handsome math prince showed a charming smile. "Have you heard of a rumor? It is said that before leaving home to live in France, great The Grothendieck 'Pope of the Emperor' has been madly indulging in the imagination of the devil. He believes that the power of the demon has turned the beautiful speed of light, which should be 300,000 kilometers per second, into an ugly 299,792.458 kilometers per second. It is also the power of the devil that makes the purely Riemann conjecture with a mysterious quantum ghost..."

Aksay felt a little uncomfortable and tried to end the topic.

"... well, don't say it."

Apparently did not care about Aksai's reminder, Schultz continued to smile and said.

"... It is said that before Grothendiak disappeared from people's sights, even until the Wey conjecture was proved, our Pope was pursuing the Riemann conjecture. In 2010, the missing number For ten years, he suddenly wrote a letter to his students. Do you guess what was written on the letter?"

Although I didn't really want to listen to this kind of catching and catching things, Aksay couldn't stand the curiosity in my heart and couldn't help but ask.

"What did you write..."

The chewing gum was sprinkled on the wrapper, and the handsome professor used the bard's general accent, and said.

"His Majesty wrote in the letter that whoever can take the crown of the Riemann conjecture from the devil's hands, who has the hope of completing the great work that has not been completed for thousands of years..."

Suddenly, he continued.

"That is, unified algebra, and geometry!"

......

Standing quietly on the stage.

It’s been a long time.

Just as Faltins even began to reflect on whether he was doing too much, and let the young scholar not come to Taiwan, Lu Zhou, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"I will ask such a question because you have not penetrated into the core of my certification process."

The voice fell.

There was a commotion in the auditorium.

Surprised, weird, even... anger!

Feeling the emotions that are brewing, Lu Zhou took a deep breath of the murky air and opened his eyes to see Professor Faltins standing there.

I saw an incredible surprise from the old man's face, and he sighed softly.

"I am sorry, my words may be offensive."

"But when I heard your question, I finally understood where our differences are."

He thought it was not clear enough to express himself.

But now, the real reason is not the case.

The arguments between the two sides seem to meet in an irresolvable knot, but in reality they are two parallel lines that are irrelevant.

This feeling is wonderful.

Even wonderful to be amazing.

However, after all this was done, all the doubts were scattered like the eyes of the sky...

Thinking of this, Lu Zhou sighed again in his heart.

It seems that there is only one person in this world who really goes deep into the core of the paper.

And that person is not here at the moment.

"I will prove it to you."

After all, Lu Zhou turned and went to the whiteboard.

"You probably remembered the things on the whiteboard, and I erased them..."

Wipe the whiteboard clean and Lu Zhou picked up the marker again.

"First, let me thank my students here and sort out these things for me. Until today, I found out that this is a great job, and I haven't had time to say thank you to her."

After a pause, Lu Zhou turned back and looked at Professor Fartings, who was gradually serious.

Then, he crossed the old man's eyes and crossed the old lecture hall behind the old man, as if he had looked at a void that no one had ever seen.

"So, let's start with the most basic part...or the tool part of the whole paper."

After all, he lifted the pen and wrote the next line on the whiteboard.

[Super elliptic curve analysis method! 】

The moment when the word is written.

Or, at the moment when his sentence sounds like a "provocation", "starting from the most basic part".

The atmosphere in the entire lecture hall was instantly detonated!