God of black technology

"Mom..." Wang Yun was stunned for a moment, then rubbed the table and said, "Don't worry about this kind of thing."

"What do you mean I don't care about this kind of thing?" His mother glared at him, and Wang Yun opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.In fact, he was quite afraid that his mother would say these things, no matter what, Wang Ziyun was his mother.It's all right to reprimand him, not to mention because he hardly sleeps.

Let alone my mother, even if other people know about this kind of thing, they will probably say a few words to him.

Others don't know that he has a system on his body and has strengthened his body, so his spirit is very good.Saying a few words seems to be the right thing to do.Not only did his mother tell him about it, but also relatives in the family, and even his mentor, Professor Wei Teng, told him not to work too hard.

"Mom." Wang Yun stood up to comfort his mother and said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to me, don't you think I'm fine now?"

"How about your body?" The mother muttered, "Look at how thin you are now."

"..." Wang Yun had nothing to say, he really wasn't thin, why did everyone think he was thin?

Wang Yun rubbed his messy hair and said dumbfoundedly, "Mom, don't worry, I really have nothing to do. Look, I'm still working on it."

"Okay." Wang Ziyun nodded, "Go to bed early, don't sleep in the morning, remember to go to bed early."

"Mom, I see." Wang Yun responded to Wang Ziyun and said, "Mom, why don't you go out first?"

"Okay." Wang Ziyun nodded, her son is already so old, it's not appropriate for her to stay in his room so late.After walking out of the room, Shen Cheng lowered his voice and asked, "Ziyun, how late does Xiaoyun usually go to bed at night?"

"It's hard to say." The two said as they walked into their own rooms, "Sometimes, they won't sleep all night."

"I don't understand what he's studying, so I'm in a hurry."

Shen Cheng nodded and did not speak. Wang Yun stretched his waist and finally persuaded his mother to leave. Now he can study his subject seriously.So while looking at the literature on arXiv, he wondered how he should write.

He pondered for a while, Yang-Mills existence and mass gap cannot be solved only by nonlinear partial differential equations.It will inevitably involve mathematical tools within group theory, Euclidean spaces, and so on.Wang Yun pulled his hair and thought for a while, then tapped the table lightly.

The pen is at hand, and he can easily get it.

Wang Yun put his hand next to his mouth, frowned and looked at the documents, after thinking for a while, he picked up a pen and began to write the formula——

【…………

When A=a_1x_1+b_1x_2+c_1x_3+d_1 is a first-degree polynomial, where a_1, b_1, c_1, d_1, ∈ R, i=1, 2, 3 then

a_1=b_1=c_1，d_1∈Ri=1，2，3

…… 】

Wang Yun was writing while thinking about how he should continue writing, after a while.Wang Yun stopped writing and raised his eyebrows.wrote——

After [a_1∈R, i=1, 2, 3], he couldn't write any more.Shaking his head, he smiled wryly, thinking in his heart, it was really too much now.

Just relying on nonlinear partial differential equations to do this is already remarkable.If he wants to continue to solve it, he wonders whether he needs to integrate nonlinear partial differential equations, Euclidean space, group relations and other mathematical tools like solving NS equations.

Or is it - creating a new mathematical tool?When Wang Yun was thinking, the door of the room was opened, and Shen Cheng walked behind Wang Yun almost silently.

He lowered his head and saw Wang Yun's frowning expression.On the draft paper were formulas that he could not understand.

Shen Cheng didn't disturb Wang Yun, just stood beside Wang Yun and waited.

In the end, Wang Yun sighed, not only the problem of mathematics, but also the problem of quantum physics.These problems were entangled together, like a cloud of fog, shrouded in front of Wang Yun.With every step he took, the fog grew.

Wang Yun scratched his head, squinted his eyes and put down the pen in his hand, and was silent for a while.Standing up, when he was about to drink water, he found Shen Chengcheng standing beside him.

He raised his eyebrows, looked at Shen Cheng and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wang Yun took a look and found that his mother was not in his room. Although the light outside was on, he did not hear his mother's voice.So, he continued, "What's the matter, just tell me, I'm very busy."

"It's almost four o'clock in the morning." Shen Cheng lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Yun, you should rest first."

Wang Yun glanced at the draft paper he put on the table and said, "I know when I rest, and it has nothing to do with you." He walked out of the room and took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator. He unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it in big gulps.

When he returned to his room with the mineral water, Shen Cheng still did not leave.

Wang Yun ignored Shen Cheng, put his own mineral water on the table, and continued to calculate with a pen.Shen Cheng opened his mouth, and after a while he said, "Drink less ice water, it's not good for your stomach in winter."

"Do you understand or I understand?" Wang Yun looked sideways at Shen Cheng and said, "I am better than you in biology. If you want to stand here, just stand here and don't disturb my thinking."

After finishing speaking, Wang Yun didn't stop talking.Pick up a pen and continue to write line after line of formulas on the scratch paper——Where is the limit of human cognition, or the limit of knowledge?Wang Yun was thinking about this question while calculating.He can be said to have read a lot of documents and materials now, but he always feels that he still lacks a lot.The more knowledge I learn, the more I feel that I am too small.

After a while, a draft paper was filled.Wang Yun put down the pen in his hand, moved his fingers, and a 'ding dong' sound came from the computer.

Wang Yun smiled, thinking in his heart that Professor Wei Teng probably sent him a message back.

When he opened the email, it turned out that it was not an email from Professor Witten, but an email from a science magazine.His turbulence model will be published next month, in January, in the journal Science.

I'm afraid that at that time, there will be another round of heated discussions.Wang Yun didn't pay attention to the email, and it was not surprising that Wang Yun passed the review.Although he has not published many results, it is still very easy to pass scientific journals with his authority.

After closing the mailbox, Wang Yun decided not to solve the problem of Yang-Mills' existence and quality gap, but to borrow more literature and materials.Well, the library may not have the books he needs, but go to Yucheng University—there should be the literature materials he needs.At this time, Yucheng University has not finished school yet, why not go to Yucheng University to borrow literature and materials.

Thinking of this, he hadn't contacted Professor Wan for a long time.Since I want to borrow materials from Yucheng University, I'm afraid I have to trouble Professor Wan.

Tsk, I'd better go to sleep now.Wang Yun stood up, looked at Shen Cheng who was standing there without saying a word, and said, "It's scary for you to look at me like that." Wang Yun touched his arm and said, "I'm going to sleep, you Can I go out?"

Shen Cheng looked at his watch, it was almost six o'clock.He nodded slightly, "Rest early, if there is something to talk about after waking up."

Wang Yun ignored Shen Cheng and went out of the room to wash up. When he came back, Shen Cheng was gone.After closing the door, Wang Yun lay on the bed and slept.

Thinking about what to say when I see Professor Wan tomorrow.By the way, there is also Professor Li of Fluid Mechanics.Wang Yun scratched his head and thought, it's been a long time since he's seen anyone, and it turns out he has to go to them whenever he has something to do, wouldn't it be great?Moreover, he didn't know whether the mobile phone numbers of Professor Wan and Professor Li had changed.

Why is it so difficult to find a document?If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have returned to China, and I have encountered such a bloody and disgusting thing, what is it called?Wang Yun sighed and fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was only after 11 noon. When he went out to wash, he saw his mother sitting on the sofa watching TV.Dazed for a moment, Wang Yun said good morning to his mother.

Wang Ziyun looked at Wang Yun with a funny face and said, "I heard you didn't go to bed until almost six o'clock, why did you wake up so early?"

"Is it early?" Wang Yun rubbed his eyes, "It's not early, it's almost time for lunch."

There was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the kitchen. Wang Yun looked at the kitchen and then at his mother sitting on the sofa.Then he asked in surprise, "He cooks in the kitchen?"

"En!" Wang Ziyun nodded, "Yes, he is cooking."

"Huh!" Wang Yun felt goosebumps all over his body. After thinking about it, he sank into the appearance of cooking in the kitchen wearing an apron, and felt a chill for no reason.

"Mom, I'm going to wash up first." When he walked to the door of the bathroom, Wang Yun said loudly, "Mom, I might go to Yucheng University later."

"Let your father see you off." Wang Ziyun replied, "It takes two hours for our family to go to Yucheng University. It happens that your father has nothing to do, so let him see you off."

Before Wang Yun could deny it, Shen Cheng in the kitchen said loudly, "Okay!"

What kind of oboe are you two singing?Wang Yun walked into the bathroom with a dazed expression, and came out after washing up.Sitting on the sofa, Wang Ziyun asked, "What are you doing at Yucheng University?"

"Find some literature and information."

"Can it work?" Wang Ziyun looked at Wang Yun, "You are not their teacher at Yucheng University, can someone show you?"

"That's why I'm going to find Professor Wan or Professor Li. I only know these two professors at Yucheng University." Wang Yun said helplessly, "I shouldn't have returned to China, otherwise I would be in the library now. Looking at the literature and researching my subject."

"Yesterday—was your subject?" Wang Ziyun thought about it for a while, and there were all formulas that she couldn't understand.

"Yes." Wang Yun stretched his waist, "As Wang Qiuyang said, it is not impossible to win the Nobel Prize in Physics if we can solve the Yang-Mills existence and quality gap."

"Is it so mysterious?" Wang Ziyun muttered, and Shen Cheng walked out of the kitchen slowly.