Nuclear Physics and Nuclear Technology Laboratory of Yanjing National Laboratory of Molecular Science.

Lin Xiaoen smiled and greeted, "Boss is here?"

Ma Zihao quickly handed over the mineral water: "Boss drink water!"

Peng Jia joked: "Our boss, junior brother, has killed the chicken again?"

Chen Zhou: "???"

Hearing Peng Jia's words, Yang Yiyi, Lin Xiaoen and Ma Zihao all laughed.

It is a bit inexplicable to leave Chen Zhou alone.

Yang Yiyi looked at Chen Zhou with a confused look and asked with a smile: "Didn't you read Weibo?"

Chen Zhou shook his head: "I didn't think much."

"No wonder..." Lin Xiaoen leaned over and said, "You see, you don't follow Weibo, we all started to follow. These days, there are all your news."

Chen Zhou said strangely: "What does this have to do with killing chickens?"

Lin Xiaoen quickly took out his cell phone, opened Weibo, found a comment, opened all the comments below, and handed the phone to Chen Zhou.

Looking at these comments, Chen Zhou was quite amused and crying, and could only say, you are too slow...

"Originally, my doctoral thesis was studied by Kramel's conjecture. I thought that no one in the world could get close to proof this problem, so I could have a graduation thesis on the water, but who would have thought that this would be the boss Chen Zhou.

Kill it, let me cry in the bathroom for a while..."

"What are you? I have a senior brother who was originally studying hail conjectures. Thinking that these conjectures are golden roosters who can lay eggs and can produce many papers. He has prepared two submissions, but he didn't expect that

Master Chen Zhou said that it would be solved."

"My man Zhou expressed his dissatisfaction! I have studied the hail guess, and Clamel guessed that my senior brother was studying it. Seeing that the hail guess was solved, I was about to mess with my senior brother, but the senior brother had no more to mess with him now..."

"Ask the masters of chicken killing in the world, I only obey Chen Zhou! Alas, you can't compare to me with the miserable miserables. From the hail guess, to the Kramel guess, to the Jepov guess, all of us brothers crashed into the car Chen

Boss Boss!”

“…”

Indeed, mathematical conjectures have always been called the golden rooster who can lay eggs in the mathematics community.

Research around a mathematical conjecture can often produce countless research papers.

This is also something many mathematicians are used to.

It’s not that they don’t want to solve the entire conjecture in one step, but that’s too difficult.

Furthermore, it is good for everyone to wait for the golden rooster to lay eggs continuously.

But in the end, Chen Zhou appeared.

If you don’t take action, just let it go, you will “slaughter” the entire golden rooster.

What's left is just a mess.

If you study it again, it is impossible to surpass the proof of the conjecture itself.

Looking at Chen Zhou's expression, Lin Xiaoen couldn't help but quip: "Your name is not something you want to confirm."

Chen Zhou said helplessly: "Can I blame me? How can I solve the problem? Isn't it all done?"

"Ahem..." Lin Xiaoen coughed twice, "The boss is the boss, it's really different!"

Peng Jia smiled and said, "By the way, how is your research on Jepov's guess? A classmate of mine is also studying this. I'll see if he wants to change his research direction."

Chen Zhou did not answer, but asked: "What research direction should he change?"

Peng Jia replied: "I heard that there seems to be a twin prime conjecture, which has been promoted a little and has research potential."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhou said with a strange expression: "Let's change it."

Peng Jia asked in confusion: "Aren't you going to study the Jepov conjecture? Why, are you studying the twin prime conjecture at the same time?"

Chen Zhou shook his head gently: "That's not, it's not that I'm studying, it's someone who's studying."

Peng Jia asked curiously: "Besides you, is there anyone else who can solve a world-class mathematical conjecture in such a short time?"

When Chen Zhou heard this, he felt a little embarrassed. Senior Sister Peng Jia is not easy to praise others.

I still remember when I first entered the laboratory, senior sister Peng Jia didn't believe him very much in data processing.

Withdrawing his little pride in his heart, Chen Zhou spoke and explained: "It's Professor Zhang Yitang, the person who opened the door for the solution of the twin prime conjecture. He is now in seclusion and is ready to completely solve this problem."

Zhang Yitang's name has also been heard of by those of the academic circles.

After all, being called the "sweeping monk" in the mathematics world is enough to prove Zhang Yitang's strength.

"Okay, it seems that I really should have brought this classmate to study physics. You are all freaks in the mathematics community." Peng Jia said.

"Hmm?" Chen Zhou looked puzzled.

"I'm praising you." Peng Jia added.

"Okay..." Chen Zhou thought for a while and said, "Actually, that senior brother can study the Jepov conjecture. The four-line formula I left behind has given some directions."

Peng Jia said, "Forget it, I'm afraid you will kill this chicken first..."

Chen Zhou was speechless.

"You don't even go to the experimental area, what are you talking about here?"

When President Yang walked into the laboratory, he saw these people gathered together. It would be fine if he didn’t go to the experimental area, but he was still so excited about chatting?

He was about to get angry, but when he saw an unexpected figure, he immediately said something and turned into a gentle inquiry.

"Director Yang, you are here. This is not Chen Zhou's return to the laboratory. We are welcoming him." Lin Xiaoen leaned forward and said.

After looking at Chen Zhou standing in the middle, Dean Yang smiled and said, "There are fewer and fewer golden roosters who can lay eggs."

Chen Zhou was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, Dean Yang was so embarrassed to pay attention to his own news.

President Yang then said, "Okay, let's talk about it when you finish your work. Go and prepare for the experiment. Chen Zhou stayed."

President Yang ordered, and Peng Jia took Yang Yiyi and others to the experimental area, leaving only Chen Zhou and Dean Yang.

Chen Zhou looked at Dean Yang in confusion.

Dean Yang asked directly: "Do you have any ideas about the topic of your graduation thesis?"

Chen Zhou knew it, it turned out to be for this matter.

Indeed, the autumn semester of sophomore year is almost over, and the spring semester is relatively short, so it is time to consider graduation thesis.

After thinking about it, Chen Zhou asked, "Director Yang, do you have any good suggestions?"

Dean Yang said with a strange expression: "I really listen to me?"

"Uh..." Chen Zhou hesitated slightly. When he saw Dean Yang's expression, he became a little uncertain.

But in the end, Chen Zhou nodded: "Listen to you."

Dean Yang glanced at Chen Zhou and said slowly: "You have been involved in the current project for a while. You can say that you have your own experience in particle accelerator experiments. Therefore, I suggest you choose this direction for your graduation thesis.

”

"Well..." Dean Yang turned his head and looked at the window and said casually, "I think the research on the optimization design of accelerator diodes is a very good topic."
Chapter completed!