Leaned sideways and let Coyle and McIson into the house.

As soon as the two of them entered the room, they didn't bother to look at Chen Zhou's dormitory, which was not very rich.

I went straight to the desk with piles of scratch paper.

Although Chen Zhou has personally admitted that the speed of data processing so far is that he has just solved two data.

But the two of them were still a little unconvinced.

Anyway, this speed doesn't match the Chen Zhou they know at all.

If you want to say how hard the data is, forget it.

But the key is that the processing of these data is not very difficult in the bottom of my heart.

All the theoretical formulas are basically complete.

Take the simplest and stupidest way and put it directly inside, wouldn't it?

Even if it is a graduate student who does not have a mathematical talent like Chen Zhou, he should be almost the same.

Taking a step back, even the processing of this data is somewhat difficult.

Are you a person who solves three mathematical conjectures in a year, but it will be difficult for you?

I'm afraid that other physicists can rest at home.

Looking at the hurried appearance of these two people, Chen Zhou didn't stop them.

He's already told the truth, and if you don't believe it, there's no way around it.

On the computer on the desk, it is the data that Chen Zhou has just opened.

And the scratch paper with the pen on it was still blank.

Seeing this, Coyle subconsciously wanted to flip through the other piles of scratch paper.

But before he could make a move, McIson had already spoken: "Look at your pile of papers, I still have a hard time believing that you really ...... just started."

It was McSison's words that instantly woke up Coyle.

It's not their own, and it's extremely rude to flip it around without permission.

Coyle's hand, which was about to stretch out, retracted in an instant.

It's one thing not to believe and not understand, it's another to be rude.

Hearing McThesson's words, Chen Zhou had a helpless smile on his face: "As you can see, it's just begun." ”

When Coyle heard this, he immediately said, "Then all the materials you have piled up are the research materials of Goldbach's conjecture?"

It is no secret that Chen Zhou studied Goldbach's conjecture.

And with the help of the media, it has almost become a well-known thing.

Whether it's in China or elsewhere, it's pretty much the same.

Coupled with the assistance of the Cole Number Theory Award a while ago, it is even better in foreign academic circles.

Chen Zhou walked up to the two of them, stretched out his hand to remove the file bag that was pressing the pile of scratch paper, pointed to the pile of scratch paper, and said: "It's not all about Goldbach's conjecture, but also about the linear representation of the Artin L function of the Galois group. ”

"In addition, there is a lot of information about the subject of rubber ball experiments. I sorted out the theoretical knowledge of the rubber ball experiment as a whole, and there were some literature materials for the subject experiment. ”

After Chen Zhou finished speaking, Coyle and McIson looked at him with wide eyes and disbelief.

Is this guy still human?

Can you get busy with so many topics at once?

Although I don't know what kind of topic the linear representation of the Artin L function of the Galois group is, it should not be easy to be favored by this guy.

At this moment, Coyle suddenly caught a glimpse of several other piles of scratch paper in the corner.

Subconsciously, he pointed there and said, "Are those too?"

Following Coyle's finger, McSison noticed the pile of scratch paper in the corner.

Unlike Coyle, the look of surprise on his face after seeing it was a little worse again.

They all knew that Chen Zhou had only been here for a few months.

The degree of stacking of this kind of data is inevitably too exaggerated, right?

Chen Zhou glanced back and explained: "Those are not all, some of them are materials sent by Professor Artin, and I am asked to complete a questionable summary. There's a lot of that summary there. ”

As soon as Chen Zhou's words came out, whether it was Coyle or McIsson, the two of them were real, and they were shocked by Chen Zhou's speed, or efficiency, again.

This guy has quietly completed a mathematical summary report!

Of course, they would not be stupid enough to think that what Chen Zhou said about "a question" is just a simple question.

If it were simple, how would this pile of information be explained?

Besides, Professor Atin can be a simple question?

That's a true master of algebraic geometry!

It took a while for Coyle and McIson to come to their senses.

Coyle hesitated, but still said what he thought at first: "That, Chen Zhou, can I see these things from you?"

Chen Zhou followed Coyle's eyes, glanced at it, and nodded slightly.

Coyle didn't hesitate any longer, and quickly picked up the pile of scratch paper on the table, full of words and symbols.

It may have been rude before, but now, he has asked his master's permission.

As Coyle flipped through the scratch paper, McIson leaned his head over with little hesitation.

As Coyle flipped his hand, the more they looked at it, the more surprised they became.

Chen Zhou looked at the two quietly on the side, with a faint smile on his face.

As far as he is concerned, he doesn't really think there is anything about it.

If I hadn't attended the Kohl Number Theory Prize, I would have participated in the whole process of the mathematical academic exchange conference.

The scratch paper on this table should be thicker.

Moreover, the data processing in the mouths of the two people in front of him should have started a long time ago.

Coyle doesn't know how long he's been flipping either.

He only felt the weight of the scratch paper in front of him, getting heavier and heavier.

If Chen Zhou is also called sorting out information, then what are their usual sorting?

This guy has deduced the theoretical knowledge of the whole rubber ball experiment on scratch paper!

Moreover, how is the experimental literature on the topic of rubber balls organized?

While tidying up, can you also make deductions on scratch paper?

By the way, you can also correct the direction of the experiment?

After a long time, Coyle finally finished the thick stack of scratch paper he had quickly picked up.

Slowly turning his head, he looked at McThesson, who had been looking solemn beside him.

McIson also slowly turned his head to look at him.

In the eyes of the two people, in addition to shock, they were still shocked.

The two also read a sentence from each other's eyes at the same time.

This guy is probably really a pervert, right?

Chen Zhou naturally noticed the expressions of the two at this time, he touched his nose, and thought with some confusion: "There's no need to show such a hellish expression, right?"

After a pause, Chen Zhou said loudly: "That, two senior brothers, you came to me today, is Professor Friedman urging me?"

Hearing Chen Zhou's voice, Coyle and McIson came back to their senses.

McIson shook his head, "Not really, Professor Friedman didn't say anything. I just inquired about our research at SLAC, and we should make an experimental plan for the next experiment. ”

Chen Zhou nodded: "Hmm." ”

McIson looked at Chen Zhou and wanted to say something, but he felt that there were so many things he wanted to say, and he didn't know where to start.

Instead, Coyle said directly: "Chen Zhou, is this really the research you started doing after you came back from SLAC?"

Chen Zhou was puzzled and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Coyle: "No, nothing ......"

Glancing at the scratch papers in his hand again, Coyle gently placed them back on his desk.

The content on these scratch papers is not unheavy.

If it were him, it is estimated that he would be able to water several papers.

But the little junior brother in front of him, who had just entered the school, was so patient.

Coyle could not have imagined what the research would have looked like when it was finally formed.

A direct impact on Nature, or Science?

Or, for this Nobel Prize in the field of rubber ball?

It's not that Coyle thinks it's an exaggeration, but how he feels after reading it, that's it.

After thinking about it, Coyle couldn't help but admire: "Chen Zhou, what kind of person are you? This research manuscript is simply indescribable!"

McIson looked at his old friend and said, "Do you do that every time you do a project? It's not like you're doing a project, it's a perfect work of art!"

Hearing the words of the two, Chen Zhou was stunned for a moment, is it so exaggerated?

Didn't these two senior brothers seriously do experimental topics?

After thinking about it, Chen Zhou said softly, "Maybe it's my habit, I like to sort out the ins and outs of a topic, and then make a deduction on paper." Actually, I don't know if that's right......"

Coyle and McIson looked at each other.

You don't know if you're right?

Even if this is wrong, this mistake is not something that ordinary people can do......

Both were silent and did not speak.

Looking at the two of them, Chen Zhou coughed lightly and continued: "Look, aren't you much faster than me? ”

Chen Zhou didn't say anything, but as soon as he said this, Coyle and McIsson's faces suddenly showed a trace of bitterness.

They're done processing the experimental data, but that's just data processing.

It's not like Chen Zhou, from beginning to end, it's equivalent to coming again.

If they really used the same method as Chen Zhou, then they probably haven't been processing the experimental data for long now.

And the two felt that even if they used the same method as Chen Zhou, they might not be able to get the results of Chen Zhou's paper-based experiments.

Even though they were members of the SLAC research group for a whole rubber ball experiment, they worked together.

It's not that they're presumptuous, it's just that what is on the scratch paper gives people the impression that this is it.

Seeing that the two had not spoken, Chen Zhou was a little embarrassed.

After a while, Coyle finally said: "Chen Zhou, it's Christmas soon, and in two days, Professor Friedman will give us a winter vacation, I don't know if you can finish processing these data?"

McThesson also said: "Although Chinese students like you may be given special consideration. Professor Friedman will probably allow you to stay on campus until the eve of your own Chinese New Year, and then give you a holiday so that you can return to China for your own holiday. ”

"But it won't be long, and I don't know if you'll be able to process this data before then. Because your Spring Festival is over, by the time you come back, it's already quite late. And the experiment on the SLAC side must be in preparation......"

Coyle and McIson mean nothing else when they say this.

They were really worried about whether Chen Zhou would be able to finish processing the data and finally complete such an experimental "paper".

After all, it would be a shame if the content on the scratch paper just now was not verified in time.

When Chen Zhou heard this, he laughed softly: "I originally thought that I would have a winter vacation with you, in that case, I probably don't know if I can process this data." ”

"However, since the winter vacation is based on our country's Spring Festival, it must not be much of a problem. Most...... Half a month at most, all these data can be done!"

Chen Zhou originally wanted to speak for a week at most, but finally changed his words when he said it.

He was afraid that if he encountered something and was delayed, wouldn't he slap himself in the face?

Although Chen Zhou thought so, these words were different in the ears of Coyle and McIsson.

This guy can't bear to look at the efficiency directly!

However, Coyle was still a little puzzled: "Can you really finish processing it?" I just read your manuscript and found that you can process the documents ...... faster."

Koyle can say this, it's not that he doesn't believe what Chen Zhou said for half a month.

It's just that judging from the content in the manuscript just now, Chen Zhou should not have sorted out much experimental literature.

Because all he saw was the experimental data of two or three literatures, as well as Chen Zhou's paper-based experimental deduction.

At this rate, Chen Zhou is indeed very efficient, at least in terms of processing data, but it cannot be said to be absolutely fast.

"Oh, you said that......" Chen Zhou glanced at the scratch paper that Coyle had just picked up and put down, and smiled softly.

Coyle and McIson looked at each other, they didn't understand what Chen Zhou was laughing at.

But then, Chen Zhou said: "That's just the content of three experimental literatures, and there's a lot more pressing down there." ”

Hearing this, Coyle and McIson quickly turned their heads to glance at the pile of scratch paper.

What do you mean?

Much more than just those three experimental literatures?

How much is that?

Coyle quickly turned his head again, looked at Chen Zhouke and said, "Then how many articles have you sorted out?"

Chen Zhou thought for a while and said softly: "If I don't count the literature that I just roughly scanned, I downloaded more than eighty documents in total." ”

Coyle didn't want to speak for a moment.

McThesson's expression was similar.

Dare to worry about yourself?

This Nima, what kind of devil speed is this?

Is this the efficiency of flying a plane, or is it the efficiency of flying a rocket?

"Well, if that's the case, then we don't have to worry, I wish you a speedy completion......"

"Yes, we are waiting to see your results......"

Coyle and McThesson are one by one.

After saying that, the two thought about leaving quickly.

Every second they spend in this place feels a deep sense of guilt.

In contrast, working at SLAC couldn't have been easier.

Moreover, Chen Zhou still has a situation where he is bound by mathematical topics.

How does this compare?

After seeing off Coyle and McIsson, Chen Zhou returned to his desk with a strange expression.

These two senior brothers are too funny, aren't they?

What kind of expression is this?

Chen Zhou was actually quite puzzled.

These two senior brothers obviously came over in a hurry.

As a result, when he left, he had a bitter expression on his face.

And, just take a look at your own research progress?

Oh, by the way, I also told myself about the upcoming winter vacation.

Other than that, there is none?

Chen Zhou felt that these two people came to him, shouldn't it be for the rubber ball experiment?

Shouldn't you have a good discussion with yourself about the problems of the rubber ball experiment?

Shouldn't we share a good share of what's going on at SLAC?

Thinking of this, Chen Zhou tilted his head and muttered to himself: "Why did I forget about them?"

Chen Zhou shook his head helplessly, all of them were amused by the strange expressions of these two people.

Even his own clever brain began to forget.

Coyle and McIson can only be blamed, and they are strange from the door.

Then he went into the house and went straight to his desk.

Even their minimalist decoration can't attract them......

Looking back at his room, Chen Zhou was still very satisfied with his dormitory, which had a lot of space for stacking scratch paper.

At this time, Coyle and McIson were walking out of the apartment building where Chen Zhou was located dejectedly.

Today, they came to Chen Zhou to talk about the topic of rubber ball experiments.

By the way, I would like to share my own situation at SLAC.

Learn more about Chen Zhou's research progress.

But who would have thought that before he entered the door, he was stunned by Chen Zhou.

Until now, I haven't come to my senses......

But at the same time, they also have a hint of expectation for Chen Zhou's research.

Originally, they were left behind at SLAC, and they were still wondering why Professor Friedman would bind Chen Zhou and Professor Cross together alone.

For this reason, they have some complaints in their hearts.

That's why they often ask Professor Cross about the situation.

It's just that Professor Cross didn't inquire about anything.

Otherwise, as soon as they came back from SLAC this time, they wouldn't have come to Chen Zhou in a hurry.

But this is how it turned out......

At the same time, their helplessness, the dissatisfaction and complaints in their hearts have long disappeared into the shocked mood.

"Would you like to report back to Professor Friedman?"

McIson said suddenly.

As for Chen Zhou's research, if they don't know, it's okay to say.

But now that I've seen other people's manuscripts and learned about his research, it's not necessary to report to Professor Friedman.

After thinking about it, Coyle suddenly urged: "Don't report it, I also want to see what kind of expression Professor Friedman will have when he sees Chen Zhou's research results." ”

McIson was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

It's just that he still has some doubts.

Coyle knew McIson very well and explained: "Regardless of whether we report it or not, Chen Zhou's research results will be sent to Professor Friedman as soon as they come out." ”

"Moreover, we are not very clear about the situation between Professor Friedman, Chen Zhou, and Professor Cross. So, don't report it casually. ”

Hearing this, McIsson's doubts were completely dispelled.

In the dormitory, Chen Zhou has already begun the final data processing.

If nothing else, he would have been much earlier than he had told the two of Koyle.

Of course, this is also based on his existing rhythm.

And that doesn't get stuck.

But anyway.

Before returning home for the Spring Festival.

Chen Zhou must complete this part of the work thoroughly!