Chapter 390

Ten professors, at the forefront of which is a balding Professor Barney with a blessed face.

Professor Barney is only 43 years old this year, and he is in middle age. It is neither like those old professors who have no time to take care of their students' studies, nor like young professors who have no mentoring experience.

With the addition of the Ramanujan Award, Professor Barney became the choice of many graduate students in the classroom as soon as he came up.

The next nine members of Professor Barney are all well-known mathematicians in the mathematical world.

Although he is not as good as Professor Barney in terms of strength and fame, he is only a tutor for a group of newly graduated mathematics undergraduates, which is naturally more than enough.

No matter how popular Professor Barney is, he can only take two or three students. Add in the different research directions, but you don't have to worry about no one following them.

"Ahem!"

The instructor coughed lightly, and pressed down with his hands in the void, "Everyone be quiet, I'll say a few words!"

He pointed to the ten professors behind him, led by Professor Barney, "These ten are your graduate supervisors. ”

"At the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, we have a two-way choice system between the tutor and the student, and only if both parties agree. ”

"Some of you already know a lot about these ten mentors, but I'm going to reintroduce them to you here!"

Barney Bulwer, the winner of the 15th Ramanujan Prize last year, majored in number theory, with four years of experience as a graduate supervisor and six years as a doctoral supervisor. He has published three papers in Annals of Mathematics, and has made outstanding contributions to Diophantine graph analysis and algebraic number theory!"

Professor Barney took a step forward and smiled kindly at the crowd.

Many people in the audience had a gleam in their eyes.

"This is Professor Ben Hope, who specializes in function theory, and has ......"

Each of the ten professors was able to list four or five important achievements in their respective research directions.

Cheng Nuo couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly when he heard it.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being one of the top three universities in the world in mathematics, and the strength of the faculty is far from being comparable to ordinary schools.

And that's not even counting visiting professors and honorary professors like his boss, Professor Fresnel.

The instructor clapped his hands, "I have already introduced all the ten professors, how to choose, it is your specific matter, I will leave the following time to you." ”

The choice of a graduate supervisor does not have to be determined today.

Today, there is a "meet-and-greet" activity between the tutor and the student in the professor's room, and the purpose is to give time for the tutor and the student to get to know each other.

The final choice of mentor will be determined after a week.

A week is also enough time for the tutor to choose the student he wants.

After the instructor said this, he hurried out of the classroom again. Ten professors also sat down in the back row of the classroom, allowing interested students to come forward and talk in turn.

Almost instantly, the seats in the classroom were mostly empty.

Some impatient students occupied the seats opposite the ten professors and chatted enthusiastically.

In front of each tutor there are more or less one or two students.

But the most welcome is the prestigious Professor Barney. Across from him, there were five students, waiting in line for a chance to talk.

Number theory has been a popular branch of mathematics since ancient times, and with Professor Barney occupying a place in the entire number theory community, it is not surprising that there is such a lively scene.

In the blink of an eye, only Cheng Nuo was left in the front row of the classroom.

Cheng Nuo was not too maverick, and after hesitating for a moment, he got up from his seat and walked to the back row for a casual stroll.

I have to say that anyone who can enter the mathematics department of MIT is not an idle person, and in the communication with the tutor, the tutor will inevitably ask the student some questions, and most of them can answer them fluently.

There are no mediocre people at MIT!

Although this sentence is a bit generalized, it is quite applicable in the mathematics department.

The last one is Professor Barney.

He was communicating with a young man with pure dark skin in front of him.

After listening for a while, Cheng Nuo's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Barney asked, "You said you had some research on the BSD conjecture?"

The black student nodded, and said in a confident tone, "Yes, I have been immersed in the study of this conjecture since I was twelve years old, and it has been ten years now!"

"I dare say that no one in today's younger generation has studied the BSD conjecture more than me!"

The corners of Cheng Nuo's mouth twitched.

Barney crossed his hands with a smile on his face, "Do you have any insight into the BSD conjecture? As it happens, I'm also a faithful researcher of the BSD conjecture!"

The black student smiled faintly, "That's nature!"

He spoke slowly, "I have studied the subpure function of the algebraic curve E of a class corresponding to a certain class with a group structure, and I have made the order of s=1 as L(s) the zero point of r=Rank(E) (as the rank of Z-mode), lim(L/(s-1)^r)=(...) , here (...) It's a bunch of rational formulas that involve various technical parameters. ”

Next, using the Eisensteinseries theory, the potential involving the sand group III=ker("global H^1" ————>"local H^1") and the torsion-part of E are derived. Then ......"

Black classmates talk eloquently.

Cheng Nuo, who was standing on the side, looked more and more strange.

If he remembers correctly, the theory described by this black classmate should be in his article "Proof of the weak BSD conjecture when the analytical rank is 1"!

What the hell are you doing?

Although the things of the reader are not called plagiarism, but if you pretend to be your own thing in front of the main lord, it will make Cheng Nuo very uncomfortable.

Black classmates, how about you give me a little face for the original author?

The black classmate didn't feel the coldness coming from the top of his head, and continued to say in a confident tone, "We can let DK=(2K+3)K!" G2k+4 e.g., d0 = 3G4 and d1 = 5G6. Then DK satisfies the relation∑(n,k)=2n+9/3n+6......"

"Define q=e2πIτ, G2k()=2λ(2k)(1+......"

Poke, poke!

While the black classmate was still talking, he was suddenly poked in the back a few times, and he looked at Cheng Nuo's enlarged face.

Professor Barney looked at him suspiciously.

Cheng Nuo smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, excuse me! I have a sentence, I don't know if to say it!"

Professor Barney stretched out his hand, "Please!"

"The partial sum of the sand group that this classmate mentioned just now is not a direct reference to the potential and the torsion- theory of E, but it is not simply used to simplify the steps!" Cheng Nuo said with a smile.

The black classmate's face was stunned, "Who are you?"

Cheng Nuo didn't answer this question, but asked rhetorically, "This classmate, what you said should have been read from the paper "Proof of the weak BSD conjecture when the parse rank is 1", but unfortunately, you didn't understand the essence of this article!"

As he spoke, Cheng Nuo sighed and shook his head.

The black classmate's face changed dramatically, "You...... How do you know?"

Cheng Nuo immediately smiled and shrugged, "Because, that paper was written by me!"