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Chapter 296 Maybe...the time has not come yet... (addition 12)

"Brother Cool, please take a group photo! Please take a group photo!"

"do not……"

Chen Zhou didn't expect that this foreign girl even learned the domestic tricks...

After finally escaping from the last cell phone camera, he only felt exhausted.

Subconsciously, he glanced at his arm.

Going back this time, it should be fine...

After escaping from the crowd, Chen Zhou quickened his pace and walked towards the hotel.

Taking advantage of this time, go back and rest.

Doesn't this mean that there will be a closing ceremony and dinner in the evening?
Can't you be full of energy and perfectly show your handsomeness and temperament?
Chen Zhou still has some regrets for not being able to complete today's performance with the most perfect temperament and image.

But in fact, what Chen Zhou didn't think about was that if it was more perfect, he might not have walked out of the crowd yet.

Back at the hotel, to Chen Zhou's surprise, he was stopped by the lady at the front desk last night.

"Mr. Chen, your tray."

Looking at the smile on the face of the lady at the front desk, Chen Zhou was a little embarrassed: "Uh...thank you..."

Reaching out to take the tray, Chen Zhou walked away quickly.

The lady at the front desk looked at Chen Zhou's leaving back and couldn't help laughing.

This little brother is very interesting, but I haven't asked for contact information yet.

Then she caressed her cheek lightly. Could it be that she is not beautiful enough?

After returning to the room, looking at the steaming hot food, Chen Zhou's stomach made a long-lost protest.

Chen Zhou solved the food.

Although the meal was rushed, it was quite satisfying.

You know, he has been hungry for almost a day and a night...

Night falls outside the hotel.

Chen Zhou was awakened by the phone ringing.

It wasn't Dean Sun's phone number, but an unfamiliar number.

After thinking about it, Dean Sun and the others should have come back, waiting for the closing ceremony and the start of the dinner.

This time Chen Zhou was not like last time. Before he came back, he sent a message to Dean Sun.

Otherwise, Dean Sun will have to find him again if he can't keep it.

Looking at the phone that was still ringing, Chen Zhou pressed the answer button.

"Hi, hello, I'm Chen Zhou."

"Chen Zhou, where did you go, I searched the school for a long time but couldn't find you."

Hearing this voice, Chen Zhou couldn't help being taken aback. Professor Zhang Shouwu is looking for himself?
Moving the phone away a little, Chen Zhou noticed that he had slept for less than three hours.

If counting from the time when he left the MIT campus, the old man had been looking for him for nearly three hours.

Until now, did you remember to call yourself?
"Ahem..." Chen Zhou coughed lightly twice and said, "Professor Zhang, what do you want from me?"

Zhang Shouwu asked without answering, "Where are you?"

Chen Zhou replied, "At the hotel."

"Wait for me, I'll come find you!"

After Zhang Shouwu finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving only Chen Zhou at a loss.

Chen Zhou, who lay down again, couldn't help muttering: "Is there anything I can't talk about on the phone? I can sleep for a while after I finish talking."

I can't sleep now, but I can lie down for a while.

About ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door of Chen Zhou's room.

Chen Zhou reluctantly got up and went to open the door.

Seeing Zhang Shouwu hurrying outside the door, Chen Zhou asked strangely, "Professor Zhang, what's wrong?"

Zhang Shouwu said: "Old Zhang...he..."

Chen Zhou's expression tightened suddenly. Could it be that something happened to Professor Zhang Yitang?
"Professor Zhang, don't worry, speak slowly."

Chen Zhou helped Zhang Shouwu into the house.

Zhang Shouwu breathed a sigh of relief, walking quickly all the way, his body was really overwhelmed.

"I'm still old, I just walked this far..."

Seeing Zhang Shouwu resting on the chair instead, Chen Zhou couldn't help but anxiously said: "Professor Zhang, what happened to Professor Zhang Yitang?"

"Yes, yes, I'm here to tell you about Lao Zhang. Let me think about it, how should I say it..."

Chen Zhou looked at Zhang Shouwu speechlessly.

Zhang Shouwu finally said: "Old Zhang bought a plane ticket back to California overnight."

Chen Zhou frowned slightly, but didn't understand what he meant.

Zhang Shouwu continued: "Old Zhang listened to your report very carefully the whole time, and hardly interrupted."

"After you completed the proof of Krammel's conjecture and left behind those few lines of formulas about Jebov's conjecture, Lao Zhang seemed to be bewildered."

"He said so, so so, and then he went to the airport alone without saying hello."

"It was only after I called him that I found out that he was going back to California and went back to school for retreat. He said that he had a new idea for the study of the twin prime number conjecture."

"That's it..." After hearing Zhang Shouwu's words, Chen Zhou immediately felt relieved.

Zhang Shouwu made him think that something happened to Zhang Yitang.

It turned out to be the study of the twin prime number conjecture, with a new idea.

This is a good thing.

Chen Zhou was also happy to see it.

Seeing the smile on Chen Zhou's face, Zhang Shouwu couldn't help asking: "I said, were you two playing riddles in front of me that day? You got inspiration from him and solved Kramer's conjecture. Now he has gained a new idea from you, and is rushing back to retreat to solve the twin prime number conjecture. Why didn't I get the inspiration?"

"This...maybe...the time has not come yet..." Chen Zhou held back his smile and joked.

Zhang Shouwu: "..."

Chatted with Zhang Shouwu for a few more words to comfort the "frustrated" old man.

Chen Zhou then went to wash up, preparing to attend the closing ceremony and dinner in the evening.

Speaking of which, apart from Zhang Yitang and Zhang Shouwu, Chen Zhou has not had any contact with other mathematicians this time.

7 pm.

In the banquet hall specially arranged by the hotel, this academic conference is coming to an end.

This academic conference is actually led by the American Mathematical Association and the American Mathematical Society.

The Massachusetts Institute of Technology, as the host, provided the venue and manpower.

The American Mathematical Society, or AMS, was founded in 1888.

It has more than 3 individual members and 570 unit members worldwide.

The Chinese mathematicians included are Yau Chengtong and Tao Terence.

In China, there are Professor Long Yiming, Academician of Huaguo Academy of Sciences, Professor Chen Famu and others.

Unlike AMS, the Mathematical Association of America, also known as MAA, is a professional group that pays more attention to college mathematics education.

Members include college and university faculty, graduate and undergraduate students, and mathematicians and scientists.

At the same time, MAA is also a well-known publisher of professional and popular mathematics books.

Therefore, the closing ceremony of this conference was co-hosted by MAA and AMS.

As the closing ceremony began, the hall fell silent.

After the routine operation, a figure walked slowly onto the stage.

This person is none other than the newly elected chairman of the MAA and the first non-white chairman in the history of the MAA, Francis Sue.

More importantly, this is a Chinese mathematician.

At the closing ceremony of such an academic conference that witnessed history, a Chinese mathematician gave the final closing speech.

has many different meanings.

　The belated 12th addition, but finally fulfilled the promise made early last month...

　　A new month begins~
　　make persistent efforts!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)