The fax machine was muttering and eating the manuscript, the rustling sound of paper delivery was exciting, Tu Xiaobo was nervous, and his palms were sweaty.

Sending a fax at the point of getting off work to ask the Institute of Data Research to verify is nothing more than two situations, one is to ask for urgent help and the other is to find something to do, no matter which one it belongs to, once the Sun Tzu of the Institute of Data Research learns the truth, they will laugh at the imbecileness of the Institute of Computing at the next weekly routine internal academic seminar.

I believe that a teenager can solve the Poincaré conjecture, which can no longer be explained by naïve naivety, and then you still don't understand the proof process written by a 16-year-old boy?

As Xia Lao's secretary, Tu Xiaobo didn't dare to complain about his old leader, but blamed Hu Yiting for being too capable of tossing, he mechanically put manuscript paper on the fax machine one by one, and complained in his heart that Hu Yiting would definitely cause Boss Xia to lose face this time.

When the fax requested by the calculation for assistance was sent to the Department of Topology and Geometry of the Institute of Mathematics of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, researcher Xiao Lang was about to get off work, but his duty was to take a look at the fax since it came.

"In order to prove the Poincaré conjecture and the complete proof of the geometrical conjecture, we first need to review the main points of the RICCI flow surgery, and these precautions help us understand the whole proof process......"

Xiao Lang was just casually reading at first, and was suddenly stunned: "Poincaré conjecture?

After being surprised, Xiao Lang swelled up with anger: "Dogs take mice! You guys are tossing around blindly all day long, is this something you should study? What a fool of yourself!

But at this time, the phone rang, Xiao Lang picked up the phone, and realized that it was Tu Xiaobo from the computing institute.

“…… This is the case, this is what Xia Lao requested, and your Department of Topology and Geometry will help verify it. ”

When Xiao Lang heard that it was Xia Lao's request, he felt that it was difficult to refuse, so he had to say embarrassedly: "But there are still ten minutes to get off work......

Tu Xiaobo said stubbornly: "At present, there are 28 pages in total, the first 19 pages are fine, and the back pieces of paper are a little winding, you can help take a look." ”

After speaking, he added uneasily: "Xia Lao is waiting for a reply, can't you finish reading a few pages in ten minutes?" and hung up the phone.

"But ......" heard a busy sound on the other end of the phone, and Xiao Lang angrily dropped the phone.

"What's wrong?" asked my colleague Deng Songling.

Xiao Lang turned to his colleagues in the office behind him who were preparing to leave work and said, "Don't be in a hurry to leave, the 28 pieces of paper asked by the calculation institute to help review are proof of Poincaré's conjecture." ”

"What do you think? Old Xiao, are you teasing me?"

"Calculate that you are full of food, Lao Xiao, how can you take any things. ”

"Which guy from the computing office is the idle second dog who takes the mouse?"

"No, there's nothing to look for! Old Xiao don't pay attention to them!"

Xiao Lang frowned and said: "Don't say it, get off work early after working early, quickly pick a fault and circle it out, and I'll send it back to them." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Lang threw the faxed manuscript into the photocopier, copied a few copies and distributed them.

Everyone sighed and didn't say anything, took the manuscript and read it, time flew by, ten minutes passed, and no one made a sound.

Xiao Lang finally answered all 28 faxes and made all the copies and distributed them in place, "What's the matter, why don't you speak, hurry up, don't rub it in." ”

"Lao Xiao, this manuscript is a bit interesting, you let me do the math. ”

"Yes, Lao Xiao, who wrote this thing? It's very professional! How did it go to the Institute of Computing? It should be sent directly to our Institute of Mathematics." ”

Xiao Lang raised his voice and said, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and go home." ”

Researcher Deng Songling shook his head: "Don't expect it in an hour, starting from the fifth page is the large-scale equation calculation of the matrix tensor." ”

Xiao Lang's scalp tightened when he heard this: "Then hurry up and work in a group and divide the labor." ”

The Institute of Mathematics was busy for another half an hour, and everyone's expressions gradually became solemn.

"It turns out that the RICCI flow equation can still be used like this, absolutely amazing! Who came up with it?"

"It's so ingenious!

"This one is a genius idea!

"Huh! To prove that the singularity is controllable? This way is too weird, this proves that this is the end of it, I guess the next one is going to be over!

"Ah, how did he come up with this inference? This! This can't be! This! This ...... I...... How can this be solved here?!"

At this time, Xiao Lang himself was already fascinated: "Genius! The one who wrote this proof is a genius! He broke down the singularity collapse problem! I have a feeling that it may be ...... if it goes on like this."

Deng Songling jumped up from his chair: "It may really work like this, but what to do next? I don't have a clue, what about the 28 behind? Where is the back!"

When Tu Xiaobo received Xiao Lang's call, he was about to go home, and when he heard that the other party was here to ask for the manuscript behind, he was also stunned: "Is there no problem with the 28 sheets in front?"

"Nonsense, I'm looking for you if you have a problem, what about the back, hurry up, I'm waiting here to use it." After speaking, Xiao Lang hung up the phone.

Tu Xiaobo's eyes were tearful, and he said in his heart, "You're taking revenge on me, right?

If you don't fight early or late, I just arranged the manpower on duty at night, and communicated with the canteen about the supper arrangement, and I was about to go home, you call me!"

There was no way, Tu Xiaobo had to go to the director's office again.

When he arrived at the door of the director's office, he saw that it was no longer crowded, and when he asked, he realized that everyone had gone to the classroom downstairs. It turned out that Xia Lao organized a group of volunteers to calculate Hu Yiting's manuscript word by word in the form of a seminar.

Tu Xiaobo asked Cao Yunuan, who was guarding the door: "How much have you written?"

Cao Yunuan excitedly took a freshly baked manuscript paper in his hand and looked at the annotation below: "47." ”

"Have a photocopy?"

"Yes, in Kure City. ”

Tu Xiaobo immediately asked for a copy from Wu Shihuan, trotted all the way to his office, and faxed the manuscripts to the Institute of Mathematics one by one.

How did he know that the Institute of Data Research had become a sensation at this time.

The news that the Institute of Computing is tackling the Poincaré conjecture has spread almost throughout the Institute of Mathematics, and even alarmed the two academicians here in the Institute of Mathematics.

After seeing Hu Yiting's meticulous proof, a group of top mathematicians in the republic actually forgot that it was time to get off work, and calculated Hu Yiting's manuscript excitedly and in surprise.

The location of the calculation was also moved from the office of the Department of Topology and Geometry to the large conference room of the Institute of Mathematics.

……

N)?gαβ,?gm00=?g00?2fτ?f

……

N)?gαβ,gm00=?gm00?|? f|2=12? [τ(2△f?|? f|2+R)+f?n]),

gmi0=gmα0=gmiα=0

……

Looking at the equation deduction of this genius, Academician Wu Wenjun, a master of domestic mathematics, exclaimed: "Genius! This is genius! How did he come up with it!"

The white-haired Wu Lao couldn't hide his excitement, and ordered Xiao Lang: "What about the back, where is the manuscript behind?"

Xiao Lang was both excited and painful, and said to Wu Lao with a bitter face: "The computing institute has passed these 52 cards over so far. ”

"What are you going to do, is it so difficult to let them all pass it on?" Wu Lao was a little angry.

Academician Zhong Jiaqin next to him also said: "This manuscript has obviously been repeatedly considered and revised, you can see that this article can be directly published as a paper, how can it be written now! It must have been written a long time ago! You quickly asked the computing institute to send all the manuscripts, really, how can young people nowadays do things like they are grinding hard!"

Xiao Lang was very aggrieved in his heart, and trotted all the way to the next door to make a phone call, and scolded Tu Xiaobo half to death in his heart: "The grandson of this group of computing institutes, sending a fax is like a prostate disorder! It's just a drop of urine! From the 47th post, the fax rhythm is getting slower and slower, one for a while, one for a while, it's just a deliberate teasing of my big math research institute!!"

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