"That show, the class is good, I want you to take a class!" Professor Zhang's office, he said half-seriously and half-jokingly.

"Don't, I haven't graduated from college yet!" Lu Qiujian showed a rare shy look.

"You're a PhD degree from Princeton! Princeton's PhD, you're qualified to substitute teach at Beijing Normal University!" Suddenly, Professor Zhang seemed to think of something, and laughed, "Haha, your graduation thesis is about to begin, I want to see how you are going to defend it." ”

Well, Lu Qiujian was also embarrassed, he had already obtained a PhD degree from Princeton, and his background was higher than many teachers who defended, I don't know if they would be embarrassed to ask questions at that time!

"Professor Zhang, what are you looking for me for?" Lu Qiujian hurriedly changed the subject.

"Oh, it's still about the last meeting, we have already sorted out the conference materials here! You can help send them to the Institute of Mathematics! Do you know where it is? I don't know if I asked Xiao Liu to send you there?" Professor Zhang picked up a large stack of documents from the table and handed them to Lu Qiujian.

The mathematics here refers to the Institute of Mathematics of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and this is to pave the way for himself! Lu Qiujian instantly understood what Professor Zhang meant, who can't do such a trivial matter as sending a document? Why do you arrange it for yourself? Isn't it just to promote yourself! Let yourself show up in front of those elders of the Academy of Sciences, brush up your sense of existence, and do anything in the future!

"I know, I know, I'll go over now, so I don't have to trouble Assistant Liu!" Lu Qiujian hurriedly took the document with both hands, and then thanked him sincerely, "Teacher, thank you for bothering me!"

"Hey, you're from our Beijing Normal University, I don't mention these things, who else will help you if you worry about these things?" Professor Zhang waved his hand generously, "Since you call me a teacher, I didn't help you with these things in vain!"

"You're busy. I'll go to the math institute first!" Lu Qiujian put away the documents and prepared to leave.

"Do you have a driver's license, if you do, drive my car!" Professor Zhang pulled out the car keys from his pocket.

"No, no, there is such a traffic jam in the capital, it's more convenient for me to ride a bicycle!" Lu Qiujian hurriedly waved his hand and refused, where was he embarrassed to open Professor Zhang's car!

"Haha, I forgot, your bicycle is much more valuable than my broken car!" The last car accident has become another legendary joke of Beijing Normal University, which is widely circulated on campus; even those car thieves know that every time they see this car, they walk around, they are also people who understand the law, and they know that stealing a bicycle of more than 100 and millions of bicycles are completely two different concepts.

"Huh. At that time, I helped Princeton win the NCAA championship, and my teammates sent it, that kid is a local tyrant, don't take it for nothing!" Lu Qiujian laughed twice and left Professor Zhang's office.

The distance between the Institute of Mathematics and Beijing Normal University is a corner, and Lu Qiujian rode to the door after a short time; when he saw the gate of the Institute of Mathematics, he jumped down and pushed the cart inside.

"Listen to me, people from the Institute of Mathematics of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, please gather mathematicians from all over the world to arrange a lecture for me before the 20th of this month, otherwise I will destroy my research results, which will be the greatest loss in the history of science and technology in China." I heard someone shouting.

Which great god is this? Lu Qiujian suddenly had a kind of upward look; his eyes followed the direction of the sound, and he saw a middle-aged man in plain clothes and gray hair standing at the door of the mathematics institute, his face flushed, pointing to the office building in the courtyard and scolding loudly.

The staff who came in and out next to him all looked surprised. Lu Qiujian looked at the green belt next to him, and there were several similar-looking characters squatting on the green belt next to him, holding booklets of different thicknesses in their hands, exchanging their earth-shattering discoveries with each other.

Look at the person next to me holding a sign that says that Kakutani's conjecture, one of the world's mathematical problems, has been proved by me. Teachers from the Institute of Mathematics are invited to recommend it to the mathematics community!

Lu Qiujian secretly sighed in his heart! Based on the research results of this circle of people at the door, it is not a problem for China to monopolize the Fields Medal for decades! No, the Fields Medal is only given to people under the age of forty, and they seem to be overage! But Wiles won the Fields Special Prize for Fermat's theorem, so they can go and get this!

Passing through the crowd to the concierge, "Hello, I'm from Beijing Normal University, I'm here to deliver documents to the department!", Lu Qiujian showed his student ID to the concierge.

"Well, let's register and go in!" The porter checked Lu Qiujian's documents and handed over a registration book.

"Uncle, what's going on with those people outside?" Lu Qiujian asked curiously as he filled it out.

"Hey, it's all big fools, don't bother with them!" the porter didn't shy away from people when he spoke, and said directly in a loud voice.

"Why am I fooling people?" The person who shouted loudly was suddenly dissatisfied, and walked over in a daze, shouting angrily, "You are a scholar! You can't make grades yourself and try to prevent folk scientists from publishing their results!"

"What field did you study, and what results did you make?" asked the porter calmly.

"I study prime numbers, and it's been ten years since I proved the Riemann conjecture!" the man's expression seemed to have been greatly wronged, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching when he spoke, "In the past ten years, I have traveled all over the country's mathematics departments, and none of the professors are willing to help me publish articles! If the Institute of Mathematics does not help me publish this time, I will burn them all! Let you sinners who hinder the development of science in China regret it for the rest of your life!" As he spoke, he took out a homework book from his shabby yellow cloth bag and waved it vigorously.

Riemann guessed! I don't dare to touch this thing easily, so you came up with it? Lu Qiu Jian's admiration is not the so-called great talent among the people?

"Okay, okay, I heard it all!" the porter waved his hand impatiently, opened the drawer and rummaged through it, and took out a small note, "The field of study is prime, right?

The legendary sweeping monk, Lu Qiujian curiously poked his head and glanced at this question, hey, that is, the entry-level level!

He was not in a hurry to go in to deliver the documents now, and stayed at the door with the car, looking at the two of them with interest, planning to take a good look at whether the porter sweeping monk was powerful, or the legendary folk scientist was powerful.

At this time, the bull man who cracked the Riemann conjecture picked up the note! )