"The lectures on that program are very good. I even want you to teach a class." In Professor Zhang's office, he said half seriously and half jokingly.

"No, I haven't even graduated from my bachelor's degree yet," Lu Qiujian showed a rare shy expression.

"You have a PhD from Princeton. You have a PhD from Princeton. You are qualified to teach at Beijing Normal University." Suddenly Professor Zhang seemed to have thought of something and laughed loudly, "Haha, the graduation thesis topic is about to be proposed. I'm sorry.

I want to see what happened during your defense."

Well, Lu Qiujian was also embarrassed. He has already obtained a PhD degree from Princeton, and his background is higher than many of the teachers who are defending him. I wonder if they will be embarrassed to ask questions then.

"Professor Zhang, why did you come to me?" Lu Qiujian quickly changed the subject.

"Oh, it's still about the last meeting. We have sorted out the meeting materials here. Can you help send them to the Institute of Mathematics? Do you know where it is? I asked Xiao Liu to send you there?" Professor Zhang took it from the table.

He picked up a large pile of documents and handed them to Lu Qiujian.

The mathematics here refers to the Institute of Mathematics of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. This is to pave the way for himself. Lu Qiujian instantly understood what Professor Zhang meant. Who can do such a small thing as sending a document? Why arrange it for him? Isn’t that the case?

Can you help yourself? Let yourself show up in front of the elders in the Academy of Sciences and gain a sense of presence. It will be easier for you to do anything in the future.

"You know, I'll be there right now, so there's no need to bother Assistant Liu." Lu Qiujian quickly took the document with both hands, and then sincerely thanked him, "Teacher, thank you for taking the trouble for me."

"Hi, you are from our Capital University. If I don't mention these things, who else will help you?" Professor Zhang waved his hand generously, "Since you call me teacher, I will not help you with these things in vain.

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"Then you're busy, I'll go to the Institute of Mathematics first." Lu Qiujian put the documents away and prepared to say goodbye and leave.

"Do you have a driver's license? If so, drive my car." Professor Zhang took out the car keys from his pocket.

"No need, there is such a traffic jam in Beijing. It's more convenient for me to go there by bike." Lu Qiujian quickly waved his hand and refused. How dare he drive Professor Zhang's car?

"Haha, I forgot, your bicycle is much more valuable than my old car." The last car accident has become another legendary joke in Beijing Normal University. It is widely circulated on campus; even the car thieves know it.

Every time they see this car, they walk around it. They are also people who understand the law and know that stealing a bicycle worth more than 100 yuan and stealing a bicycle worth millions are completely different concepts.

"Haha, I helped Princeton win the NCAA championship at that time. It was given to me by my teammates. That kid is a rich man. If you don't take it, you won't get it for free." Lu Qiujian laughed twice, said goodbye and left Professor Zhang's office.

The Institute of Mathematics was just around the corner from the Capital University. Lu Qiujian got on the car and arrived at the door soon. When he saw the entrance of the Institute of Mathematics, he jumped down, pushed the car and walked inside.

"People from the Institute of Mathematics of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, please listen to me. You must summon mathematicians from all over the world to arrange a lecture for me before the 20th of this month. Otherwise, I will destroy my research results. This will be the biggest loss in the history of Chinese science and technology.

"As soon as I walked to the door, I heard someone yelling.

Who is this awesome person? Lu Qiujian suddenly felt like looking up; he looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man with simple clothes and gray hair standing at the door of the Institute of Mathematics.

His face turned red, he pointed at the office building in the yard and cursed loudly.

The staff who were coming in and out all looked familiar. Lu Qiujian looked at the green belt next to him and saw that there were several similar figures squatting on the green belt next to him. They were holding brochures of varying thicknesses and communicating with each other.

A shocking discovery.

Look next to someone holding a sign. It says that one of the most difficult problems in mathematics in the world, the Kakutani conjecture, has been proved by me. I ask teachers from the Institute of Mathematics to recommend it to the mathematics community for publication.

Hey, there are so many talents in China. Lu Qiujian secretly sighed in his heart. With the research results of the people in front of him, there is no problem that China has monopolized the Fields Medal for decades. Uh, no. Fields

The award is only given to people under forty. They seem to be too old. However, Wiles won the Fields Special Medal for Fermat's Last Theorem. They can definitely get this.

Passing through the crowd and coming to the concierge, "Hello. I'm from Beijing Normal University and I'm here to deliver documents to the department." Lu Qiujian showed his student ID card to the concierge.

"Well, let's go in after registration." After checking Lu Qiujian's ID, the concierge handed over a registration book.

"Uncle, what's going on with those people outside?" Lu Qiujian asked curiously while filling in the form.

"Hey, they are all big liars, don't pay attention to them." The concierge didn't shy away from others when he spoke, and said directly in a loud voice.

"Why did I deceive people?" The person who yelled was immediately dissatisfied. He walked over blankly and shouted angrily, "You are academic tyrants who are trying to prevent civilian scientists from publishing their results when you can't achieve results yourself."

"What field are you studying? What results have you made?" the concierge asked calmly.

"I study prime numbers. It has been ten years since I proved the Riemann Hypothesis." The man's expression seemed to have been greatly wronged. The corners of his mouth kept twitching when he spoke. "In the past ten years, I have traveled all over the country to study mathematics.

Department, no professor is willing to help me publish my article. If the Institute of Mathematics does not help me publish this time, I will burn them all and make you, the sinners who hinder the development of science in China, regret it for the rest of your life." As he said this, he took something from the shabby yellow cloth bag.

He took out an exercise book and waved it vigorously.

Riemann Hypothesis, I dare not touch this thing easily, but you came up with it? Lu Qiujian suddenly felt admiration. Is this the so-called great talent among the people?

"Okay, okay, I heard everything." The concierge waved his hand impatiently, opened the drawer, rummaged through it, and took out a small piece of paper, "The research field is prime numbers, right? Then try this question.

If you get it right, I'll let you in; if you get it wrong, go back to where you came from."

The legendary sweeping monk? Lu Qiujian curiously poked his head and took a look at this question. Hey, it’s an entry-level level. It’s not difficult at all.

He was no longer in a hurry to go in and deliver the documents. He held the car and stayed at the door to look at the two people with great interest, intending to take a good look at whether the concierge, the sweeper, or the legendary folk scientist was more powerful.

At this time, the master who cracked the Riemann Hypothesis picked up the note. To be continued.
Chapter completed!