God of black technology

"Eh..." Professor Chen was stunned for a moment, "Wang Yun doesn't seem to be very familiar with most people in our country." He paused when he said this, "Anyway, it can't be me." Professor Chen was a little He gave up on himself. He had already won the Chern Prize in Mathematics, so it is naturally impossible to win it again.

"Of course it won't be you." Director Yang looked at Professor Chen and asked, "Who do you think it will be, or in other words, who do you think Wang Yun will nominate?"

"Just to remind you, Wang Yun's nominations are the same." Director Yang took a breath, and then said, "Whether it is the Chern Mathematics Award or the Ramanu Gold Award, it is one person."

"It's all the same person." Professor Chen frowned and thought for a while, "If they were all the same person, I might really know who it is."

"Then tell me, who is it?"

"Yuan Chengde." Professor Chen thought for a while and said, "This guy solved the twin prime number conjecture and explained Wang Yun's previous theory in more depth. He is very talented in mathematics. It's a pity that he went directly to Princeton University. However, I heard that he is now a graduate student with Professor Deligne."

"That's right." Director Yang said with a sigh, "We haven't had much or little contact with him. But——I think it may be difficult for him to win the Chern Mathematics Award."

Director Yang shook his head and said, "Look, although Huaguo's mathematics is not at the top level in the world, it is still top-notch, right?"

Professor Chen nodded, did not speak, and listened to Director Yang's continued analysis.

"Let's talk about how many professors there are in our country. Although there are not many submissions to the Annual Journal of Mathematics. But there are not many SCI journals in the first area such as mathematics application, and the number is not small. There are at least ten articles a year. , In this way, even if two professors are selected to win the Chern Mathematics Award every year, it is too much for monks.”

"What's more, Yuan Chengde doesn't belong to any university in China, and he is still an overseas student. Although the twin prime conjecture is really powerful, unless..."

"Unless what?" Professor Chen looked at Director Yang. His teeth were a little itchy now, and Director Yang didn't finish what he said.

Director Yang glared at Professor Chen, and said with a cold snort, "After so many years, you still don't know?"

"Unless Wang Yun insists on letting Yuan Chengde win the Chern Mathematics Prize against all opinions. Don't forget that this year, Wang Yun, as the only one who has won the Abel Prize and may even win the Fields Medal, must be invited. Participated in the selection." Director Yang rubbed his eyebrows, "I'm just worried about Wang Yun now."

"En?" Professor Chen found that he couldn't keep up with Director Yang's thinking. He was still talking about Yuan Chengde just now, why now he said that Wang Yun is here.

"No." Professor Chen's eyes widened, and he looked at Director Yang in a daze. Is something about the cloud coming?"

"You don't understand." Director Yang said, "I'm worried about Wang Yun's academic reputation."

"Have you ever thought about it?" Director Yang said ponderingly, "Wang Yun himself is a classmate of Yuan Chengde. Yes, Yuan Chengde is very good. He has solved the twin prime number conjecture and has his own theory. According to the routine, he Definitely a nominee. But—"

"Under the domestic environment, I am afraid that there are not many people who can nominate Yuan Chengde. Especially when all the judges have already drawn up candidates."

"So is there any problem with Wang Yun's selection of Yuan Chengde?" Professor Chen was very confused. "According to what you said, there is no problem with Yuan Chengde's selection by Wang Yun. After all, they both belong to the overseas study group now."

"In fact, Wang Yun is still a member of our Peking University Mathematics Research Center." Director Yang rubbed his brows and said, "Although selection of talents does not avoid relatives, in fact, if Wang Yun really did this, do you think those people really Do you have any comments?"

"If you have an opinion, you have an opinion. What can they do? What else can they do except watch." Professor Chen didn't care, "Director Yang, you think too much. Wang Yun is about to win the Fields Award , Besides, if Wang Yun returns to China now, I dare not say anything else, there are not many people who can compete with Wang Yun in mathematics, right?"

"Yes." Director Yang nodded, "But in fact, the situation is very complicated. If Wang Yun really insists on letting Yuan Chengde get a position against all opinions, I am afraid that some people will not be convinced. They may even report..."

"Report it and report it."

"This matter has become a big deal, and it's not very good for Wang Yun." Director Yang rubbed his brows, "Unless, besides the twin prime number conjecture, Yuan Chengde can come up with a theory that convinces everyone. For example Talk about things like Wang Yun's program—"

"Then—" Professor Chen thought for a while, and found that what Director Yang said was not unreasonable, so he said, "How about I go talk to Wang Yun?"

"No need." Director Yang shook his head, "We are waiting, but I think Yuan Chengde has a great chance of winning the Ramanu Gold Award this year."

"Director, do you think this Yuan Chengde will follow the path that Wang Yun walked?"

"How do I know that?" Director Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You seem to have seen this child more often."

"I don't really know him too well. This guy was aiming at Princeton before, so I can't say anything."

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After eating hamburgers and drinking coffee, Wang Yun washed his hands contentedly, and saw them still playing games on the sofa.She frowned, "You don't have class tomorrow?"

"I don't have classes." Luo Zhendong looked at his phone without moving his eyes, "I'm going to submit a project soon."

Wang Qiuyang also said, "I will also rest tomorrow."

"Very good." The corners of Wang Yun's mouth turned up slightly. For a moment, Luo Zhendong and Wang Qiuyang felt bad. When they raised their heads, they saw Wang Yun say in a word, "Then, come to my office tomorrow to do something. .”

"For example——" Luo Zhendong's throat rolled, and he looked a little scared.

"For example, let's discuss your WY theory in depth." After speaking, Wang Yun turned his head to look at Wang Qiuyang and said, "You are not very familiar with Banach space, learn a little from Rong Lei."

"So that you don't know how to play every day."

"I'm wronged!" Luo Zhendong said hastily, "Didn't we only play a few times during extra-curricular breaks—"

"The debate is about to start, are you still in the mood to play this?" Wang Yun raised his eyebrows, "I received an invitation from Professor Deligne, you know."

Wang Yun patted Luo Zhendong on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I will definitely be an ETC. If you don't answer well, I can't guarantee what kind of comments I will write on your graduation project."

"No such thing!" Luo Zhendong was about to cry.

Wang Qiuyang smiled gloatingly, but luckily he hadn't finished his graduation project yet.The few seconds of sympathy for Luo Zhendong is really too miserable.Meeting Wang Yun, a professional ETC, must have made him suffer.

"Don't be too complacent." Wang Yun squinted at Wang Qiuyang, "You think I can't do anything about you if you don't have a graduation project?" Wang Yun walked back to his seat and sat down, tapping the table with his hands and smiling He groaned and said, "I still know something about Hilbert space. You should prepare your graduation project report as soon as possible. Don't forget that you only have one year, and it's been half a year now. Are you working hard? In the second half of this year I have to go back to Beijing University honestly—"

When talking about this, Luo Zhendong and Wang Qiuyang both pulled their faces together, looking very unhappy. ,

"Okay, don't be unhappy." Wang Yun started to do his own thing, "Don't play with your mobile phones, hurry up, do what you have to do."

After speaking, Luo Zhendong and Wang Qiuyang had no choice but to start their own projects.

The original plan to play games all day today also fell through. Seeing Wang Yun's focused eyes, they were not talking.It's just that Rong Lei smiled at the side, and the two of them are also strange.If you want to play games, can't you play them in your own dormitory?If you insist on dangling in front of Wang Yun, isn't that courting death?

Well now, I was caught by Wang Yun.Not to mention today, I'm afraid they won't even think about playing games before the summer vacation.

March passed in a blink of an eye, and Luo Zhendong's graduation project was finally finished and submitted.It's not yet time for the graduation debate, Wang Yun is naturally doing his own thing every day.

In April, just as Wang Yun came to the office, he saw Rong Lei anxiously packing up his things.

He was very puzzled and said, "What's the matter? What are you packing?"

"Professor." Rong Lei looked at Wang Yun and said in surprise, "Didn't I tell you yesterday?"

"Yesterday?" Wang Yun touched his chin. He had been researching the subject yesterday. Rong Lei did seem to have said something to him but he didn't remember it.

"Yesterday - what did you say?" Wang Yun blinked and looked at Rong Lei.

Rong Lei covered his face, "Professor, you didn't hear me. I have to pick up Senior Brother Lu Cheng today. Didn't he arrive in New York today?"

"Oh." Waving his hand, Wang Yun said, "Go now."

Rong Lei had just opened the office door and before he went out, Wang Yun said again, "By the way, call Wang Qiuyang over here, and I'll see how he is preparing for his graduation project."

"Okay." Rong Lei silently mourned Wang Qiuyang for a few seconds in his heart, and then walked out of the office.

Turning on the computer, Wang Yun started his work.

When Wang Qiuyang came to the office, Wang Yun had already been working for a long time.Looking up at Wang Qiuyang who was sitting opposite, Wang Yun lowered his eyes and said, "How about it, have you started your graduation project?"

"I just drew up a topic yesterday, about the analysis of quantum mechanics."

"That's right." Wang Yun nodded, "That's fine, you can go back."

"I came here just to ask this?" Wang Qiuyang couldn't believe it.

"Otherwise?" Wang Yun said with a smile, "Have you eaten yet?"

"..." Forget it, I'd better leave.Wang Qiuyang walked out of the office without looking back. If he stayed here any longer, he would probably go crazy.