Chen Zhou received the best speaker's certificate of honor and a check on the podium with a smile.

Compared to holding the certificate in his hand casually, Chen Zhou put the check in his pocket.

Chen Zhou has always believed in the truth that he has always believed in.

Although he would say some "arrogant" words in advance academically.

After handing over the award from the academic conference to Chen Zhou, Francis took out another small notebook.

It is a membership certificate of maa and is planned to hand it over to Chen Zhou.

Chen Zhou hesitated a little and accepted the invitation.

After all, the prosperity of mathematics does require communication.

Only by real understanding can we change something.

"Student Chen Zhou, congratulations. This is a wonderful report meeting. I am looking forward to your subsequent research." After a pause, Francis smiled and said, "The last four lines of formulas in the report meeting are really for me to leave.

Too much expectation.”

"Thank you, I also look forward to the future of mathematics." Chen Zhou replied with a smile.

Francis was stunned, not confused about the specific meaning of Chen Zhou's words.

He turned to say, "Speaking of this, we are almost alumni, and you are welcome to attend MIT next year."

Chen Zhou thought for a while and asked, "Alumni?"

Francis smiled and said, "Next. Okay, I won't waste your time. If you continue, I'm afraid that those girls who have been peeking at you will come to cause trouble for me."

After saying that, Francis was about to leave, but before he took two steps, he turned around and joked: "Before finding the person you love deeply, you can first exercise your potential to love someone deeply."

Chen Zhou was speechless and shook his head helplessly. What did this old man say in public?

Are you that kind of person?

Also, what is your alumnus next door?

Isn't Harvard University next door?

Chen Zhou suddenly remembered that Francis came from Harvard Graduate School...

Then, Chen Zhou glanced at the girls Francis mentioned.

I couldn't help but feel a little scared. The young lady who was proud of her figure and squeezed him in the crowd was also among them.

There was no hesitation and no chance to keep their own people here.

Chen Zhou quickly locked in a figure and walked forward quickly.

"Professor Zhang, how busy?"

Zhang Shouwu, who heard Chen Zhou's voice, turned around in surprise and looked at Chen Zhou. Is this kid so hello?

Seeing Zhang Shouwu put the barbecue that he had sent to his mouth and put it down again, Chen Zhou felt a little ashamed.

Jianghu emergency, Jianghu emergency...

"Chen Zhou, you are so unexpected! It's a perfect proof! And your distribution deconstruction method, excellent results!"

Hearing that the voice was a man, Chen Zhou turned to look at the man.

The photos in my impression overlap with the figure in front of me, and it was Tao Zhexuan who took the initiative to "accept mistakes" on his blog because of himself.

"Hello, Professor Tao. Thank you for writing me an invitation letter." Chen Zhou said sincerely.

Chen Zhou's favorability for the person in front of him is quite high.

After all, a genius who won the Fields Medal at the age of 31 is unavailable for many people to be willing to tease himself on his blog.

"What's there to thank for?" Tao Zhexuan waved his hand and said with a smile, "If I hadn't written that invitation letter, it might be my lifelong regret."

Chen Zhou smiled. In fact, before, he didn't expect to prove Kramel's conjecture at an academic conference.

Tao Zhexuan picked up a piece of barbecue and stuffed it into his mouth, and handed it to Chen Zhou: "Try it? It tastes pretty good."

Chen Zhou took the barbecue and stuffed it into his mouth.

The person in front of him was much easier to get along with than he thought.

Whether it is in terms of age or identity.

After chewing the meat in his mouth, Tao Zhexuan drank another drink before saying, "You haven't finished writing the proof of Jepov's conjecture yet?"

Chen Zhou was slightly stunned and immediately said, "There are only vague ideas."

After a pause, Chen Zhou said again: "Maybe someone will prove it in advance, maybe it may be."

It was Tao Zhexuan's turn to be stunned. After a while, he said: "No matter what, you have provided new opportunities to the number theory world."

Chen Zhou didn't say anything, and reached out to pick up two grilled sausages and handed them to Tao Zhexuan one, and he himself.

Tao Zhexuan took the grilled sausage with a smile.

"Okay, we will have more time to communicate after you come to MIT. I won't waste your time."

Tao Zhexuan took a look and was obviously the person who was walking towards Chen Zhou, and walked away with a smile.

Chen Zhou followed his gaze and was a little confused.

Why are you saying you are waiting for me to come to MIT?

When the man approached, Chen Zhou finally understood.

Balcony of the banquet hall.

"A shiny proof! I didn't expect you to improve the distribution deconstruction method again in a short period of time!"

"Thank you for your compliment."

Chen Zhou looked at the old German man in front of him with a strange expression.

Are you taking turns praising your own rhythm?

This is so embarrassed...

Faltings glanced at Chen Zhou and said again: "What you left behind is much more than the proof of the Kramel conjecture, and it is far more than the formula that opens the research of the Jepov conjecture in the four lines. More importantly, the distribution deconstruction method

This tool.”

"Whether it is me, Delinje, Langlands and others, they all believe that the distribution deconstruction method will provide new opportunities for the study of number theory!"

Chen Zhou's expression became more and more strange. How familiar is this?

Seeing that Chen Zhou didn't say anything, Faltings turned his head and looked at him again.

Noting Faltings' gaze, Chen Zhou coughed lightly and said slowly: "Well, Professor Faltings, you have been too rewarded."

Faltings: "…"

The two fell into a brief silence.

Chen Zhou glanced at the rumored serious and extremely strict old man.

In the breeze, the old man's silver hair was blown a little messed up.

The slightly shiny forehead seemed to be telling the old man's life achievements.

When he was 29 years old, he used algebraic geometry to prove the Model conjecture.

He can be said to be a real genius.

Also because of the proof of Model's conjecture, he won the Fields Medal.

Chen Zhou remembers that Zhang Shouwu once talked about his teacher, that is, an interesting story about Faltings.

When Faltings was teaching in Princeton, he once taught a paper by a French mathematician Bis-mut in class.

That paper looks about 200 to 300 pages.

But Faltings only looked at the foreword of the paper and deduced the entire paper.

This fully demonstrates the old man in front of him’s knowledge and profound mathematical accumulation.

After a moment of silence, Faltings took a sip of beer and asked again: "Would you consider publishing your proof at the report in the Mathematics Annual?"

Chen Zhou was stunned for a moment, but then he remembered the identity of the old man in front of him, a professor at Princeton University.

There are also those whom he mentioned earlier, Delinje and Langlands, both professors at Princeton University.

I don’t know if Chen Zhou was thinking too much, but he always felt that Faltings’s purpose was not just that.

Chen Zhou thought for a while and asked, "Can the proof at the academic conference be submitted again?"

Faltings explained: "Yes, this is your proof on site, not a contribution from an academic conference. Moreover, your two contributions at this academic conference have already made those guys laugh.

Don't leave the paper to them."

When Chen Zhou heard Faltings talk about those guys, he immediately confirmed his thoughts.
Chapter completed!