Volume 1: Student Life Chapter 293 The Most Beautiful Scenery
“Boom boom boom!”
It was the same knock on the door as that day.
Chen Zhou glanced at the formula on the draft paper, sighed lightly, and got up to open the door.
Just like that day, standing at the door were Dean Sun and his group.
Senior Brother Xu Chenyang is also here.
Dean Sun looked at Chen Zhou's haggard face and asked with concern: "How is it?"
Chen Zhou wanted to answer, maybe it would be better if you didn't knock on the door...
But he also knew that he no longer had time to stay in the room and continue his research.
His lecture is about to begin.
"It's OK." Chen Zhou said again, "Wait a moment, I'll go wash my face."
"Okay, we'll wait for you." Dean Sun nodded.
Chen Zhou turned around and went back to the house and walked into the bathroom.
Dark circles can’t be removed for the time being, but temperament is something that must be handsome!
After washing up, Chen Zhou looked at himself in the mirror. Hmm, perfect temperament!
After changing their clothes, Chen Zhou and Dean Sun headed towards the venue.
2:00 p.m. sharp.
Inside the MIT auditorium, the main lecture hall for this conference.
Although it is not a large auditorium that can accommodate thousands of people, it is large enough to accommodate four or five hundred people.
The audience was packed with people, and all the seats in the auditorium were occupied.
In addition, there were quite a few people standing.
Because the news from all sides had already spread throughout MIT and the entire mathematics community.
Therefore, many people came for Chen Zhou’s lecture.
The people in the audience included not only unknown little-known figures, but also mathematics giants like Faltings and Deligne.
There are also many MIT students.
Chen Zhou, standing on the podium, looked at the dark crowd below the stage, but he didn't feel very nervous.
He has seen many such scenes.
It's just that today is a little bit special.
On the table above the podium, there were only a few sheets of draft paper that Chen Zhou brought.
There is nothing else besides this.
After taking a look at the contents on the draft paper, Chen Zhou felt calmer.
When the conference staff reminded him that he could start, Chen Zhou slowly said into the microphone: "I believe many people have heard about my story. Originally, this report was scheduled for the first day, and the content of the report was also about the proof of the hail conjecture."
"But for my own reasons, this report will include additional content on Cramer's conjecture and distributional deconstruction. I think many of you are here for the new content. However, this part of the content is still incomplete."
Having said this, Chen Zhou glanced at the audience, who looked puzzled by his words.
He smiled slightly and continued, "So, for the sake of everyone's precious time, I have improved this part."
As soon as these words were spoken, the audience suddenly became restless.
Does this mean that he has perfected the distributed deconstruction method?
Or has he proved the Cramer conjecture?
Without further explanation, Chen Zhou turned to the staff of the conference affairs team and said, "Do you have a whiteboard?"
The staff member was obviously stunned and asked hesitantly: "Do you need a whiteboard?"
Chen Zhou nodded: "Yes, thank you for your help."
After thinking for a while, Chen Zhou added: "Don't forget to bring a pen."
"Okay, okay."
Although this staff member didn't know what Chen Zhou was going to do, he had been notified in advance to fully cooperate with Chen Zhou, so he quickly brought a whiteboard with other staff members.
Taking the pen he asked for, Chen Zhou said "thank you" softly, and then asked the staff to turn off the projector.
Turning to face the whiteboard, Chen Zhou placed the pen in his hand on the whiteboard without hesitation.
The answer was already in his mind, and he wanted to complete the interrupted !
Chen Zhou held the pen very steadily.
Lines of equations appeared on the whiteboard.
The originally restless crowd in the audience suddenly became quiet at this moment.
They had only one thought in their minds: Did Chen Zhou really want to prove the Cramer conjecture here?
As a result, they selectively ignored the unreasonable behavior of this person who did not play by the rules, only said a few words at the beginning, and did not even show the PPT.
What kind of PPT should be used for such a genius?
Isn’t it better to prove Cramer’s conjecture on site than with PPT?
That’s what I thought, but it made life difficult for the people in the back row and those watching.
The whiteboard is so small, they can't see it clearly...
"Um, Professor Dale and Dr. James, do you want to stop him?"
At this time, next to the podium, the staff who was helping Chen Zhou carry the whiteboard finally saw the backbone.
"Stop? Are you going to ruin this historic moment?" James shouted angrily in a low voice.
"Don't be angry. Shouldn't you be more pious at this moment?" Dell patted James on the shoulder and said to the staff, "Go prepare a few more whiteboards to ensure his needs!"
"Okay, Professor!" the staff member responded quickly and fled away from James who was still glaring at him.
After giving the instructions, Dell began to look around the stage, searching for a suitable position.
Noticing Dell's work, James asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"
Without even turning his head, Dale asked, "Are you planning on watching his performance here?"
James suddenly realized and began to look around like Dell.
But unfortunately, there is probably no suitable seat in the audience for viewing.
At this moment, Faltings, Deligne and others who were in an excellent position were talking to each other.
"Do you think he can succeed?" Deligne tilted his head slightly and said to Faltings.
"Can't you see it?" Faltings frowned and looked at Chen Zhou on the stage.
"The formula Chen is writing now is not much different from his paper. The key point has not yet arrived." Langlands, who is also one of the reviewers of Chen Zhou's paper, said.
Deligne smiled and said no more.
On the stage, Chen Zhou had blocked out all external interference, and all his attention was focused on the whiteboard in front of him.
The ink from the pen tip flows out slowly at a uniform speed, outlining lines of mathematically beautiful formulas on the whiteboard.
A blank slate is totally inadequate to carry this beauty.
However, before Chen Zhou turned around, the staff had already brought up the second whiteboard in time.
Chen Zhou nodded slightly to the staff and walked slowly to the second whiteboard.
Raise your hand and start writing.
Without the slightest pause.
His proof continues!
Because of Chen Zhou's change of position, there was no one blocking the first whiteboard anymore.
All were displayed to everyone present.
Those who were originally standing on tiptoe were finally able to put their sore feet down and rest for a while.
Without having to worry about their sore feet, they could finally concentrate on the formulas on the whiteboard.
Of course, some people's eyes were always following Chen Zhou's moving pen tip.
That's where the most beautiful scenery is.
