Chapter Seventy-Nine: Fleeting Inspiration

In the office, the two academicians argued for a while and then stopped, and everyone chatted for a while and then dispersed.

Xu Chuan was also about to meet his own bedroom, but was stopped by Chen Zhengping.

"Don't go out and run too far these days, you have solved the weak Weyl_Berry conjecture here, there will be incentive policies on the school side and in the urban area, and there will be some interviews and bonus distribution ceremonies at the time."

"yes, okay."

Xu Chuan nodded, he was not surprised by this, he had experienced it many times in his previous life.

"Also, how's your particle physics going lately?" After explaining the precautions, Chen Zhengping asked casually.

Although he was very happy that Xu Chuan had made such a huge contribution to mathematics, he must have been a little apprehensive in his heart.

But come to think of it, he doesn't seem to care about this student either?

Except for the occasional public class he held to meet and communicate for a while, the rest of the time seems to be free-range.

This made Chen Zhengping blush slightly, and he was ready to pay more attention to it in the next time.

After all, he is his disciple, he is an academician of physics, but the disciple is outstanding in mathematics, and it doesn't mean that he didn't teach his students seriously?

"I'm reading two books, Introduction to Particle Physics and Introduction to Quantum Mechanics."

Hearing the tutor's inquiry, Xu Chuan lied a little, in fact, he hadn't read physics books at all during this time.

Although some time ago he studied the star information of Betelgeuse, which belongs to the category of astrophysics, it has nothing to do with particle physics at his university.

Chen Zhengping nodded and said, "It's not bad, go ahead, don't forget that physics is your root, if you encounter any problems in your studies, you can come to me." ”

After thinking about it, he added: "Mathematics is okay, although I may not be able to solve it for you, but there are so many mathematics professors at NTU, I can still recommend you a teacher who is suitable for communication." ”

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Coming out of the office, Xu Chuan went straight to the cafeteria of NTU.

It was now past nine o'clock in the evening, but he hadn't eaten dinner yet, and when he was reading in the library before, he accidentally flipped through a copy of Gauss's "Arithmetic Research" on the shelf, and turned out to be fascinated.

"Arithmetic Research" is the representative work of the famous mathematician Gauss, and it is an epoch-making work, which puts an end to the unsystematic state of number theory before the nineteenth century.

In this book, Gauss systematically sorted out all the outstanding and sporadic achievements of his predecessors in number theory, actively promoted them, gave standardized marks, classified the research problems and known methods for solving them, and introduced new methods.

Xu Chuan naturally read this book in his previous life, but he didn't read the original, but adapted and translated it by later generations.

In terms of value, the books adapted and translated by later generations generally do not have the original essence, after all, there are some things that the translators cannot fully understand.

Moreover, at the time of compilation, the word meaning problems in English and Chinese will also lead to some essence defects or change to another meaning.

So for a scholar like him, the value of the original is far greater than that of the translation.

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At half past nine, most of the canteens at Nanda were closed, and although the remaining one or two were still open, there were no good dishes, but fortunately, Xu Chuan was not a picky eater.

The cafeteria was empty and silent, there were only two or three people, and one of them was a girl who was wiping and tidying up the dining table with her head down, looking like a part-time student?

Xu Chuan didn't care, and quickly solved his meal, but as he ate, he suddenly stared at the shredded potatoes on the silver-white metal dinner plate and was stunned.

"Huh? The overlapping shape of the shredded potatoes resembles the high latitude of the connected area of the fractal zone...."

"I remember that in the Weyl-Berry conjecture, it was also assumed that the region Ω itself a fractal region, and that it was no longer possible to directly define the differential operator in the Ω, but the Laplace operator could be defined in the difference method or in the Dirichlet form to calculate its eigenvalues."

"If it can be proved that the fractal dimension and fractal measure of Ω are spectral invariants, then the Weyl-Berry conjecture can be true......"

Xu Chuan stared blankly at the plate of fried shredded potatoes in front of him, and fell into a distraction.

I don't know how long it has been, but he feels a little headache and can't help but rub his temples.

He seemed to have gotten some inspiration from above, but he didn't catch it, and now his mind was a mess, and he couldn't think of anything.

It's like going downstairs and remembering what you were going to buy in the store, but you can't remember what to buy when you enter the store.

It's a.

The inspiration and thoughts of that moment were like some kind of pleasure, fleeting.

If I miss this opportunity, I'm afraid that the next time I think about it, I won't know what year or month it is.

Xu Chuan didn't want to give up, he held chopsticks in his hand, stared at the shredded potatoes in front of him, and tried hard to recall what he had thought about before in his mind, but after a long time, he finally chose to give up.

"Gan, I really can't remember whether I live or die."

After scolding in a whisper, Xu Chuan woke up from his wandering mind and thinking, and put a chopstick and shredded potatoes into his mouth.

Not surprisingly, the chopsticks shredded potatoes have been completely cold.

After all, it's winter now, and it's night, the temperature outside has dropped to only a few degrees, and the students who were still eating before have all gone, and he is left alone in the entire cafeteria.

No, there was another part-time classmate who seemed to be wiping down the table when he came, and she had already cleaned all the tables in the cafeteria, leaving him with this row of tables, which would sit silently in the corner and wait.

Xu Chuan looked up at the restaurant, the wall clock on the wall had already shown half past ten, and he had just been distracted, and the time had slipped away for almost an hour.

Normally, the latest closing time of the NTU cafeteria is around ten o'clock, and it has been more than half an hour now.

Well, it's a waste of time.

Shaking his head, Xu Chuan took a few bites to solve the cold food on the plate, cleaned up the table and left.

He actually wanted to say sorry to the girl sitting in the corner, after all, he had delayed people for so long.

But neither in his previous life nor in this life, he had not had much contact with girls, so he still didn't wipe this face in the end, and he didn't know how to speak.

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