Volume 1: Student Life Chapter 313: A golden hen that lays eggs?
Nuclear Physics and Technology Laboratory of Yenching National Laboratory for Molecular Sciences.
Lin Xiaoen smiled and greeted, "Is the boss here?"
Ma Zihao quickly handed over a bottle of mineral water: “Drink some water, big boss!”
Peng Jia jokingly said, "Our boss's junior brother killed chickens again?"
Chen Zhou: “???”
Hearing Peng Jia's words, Yang Yiyi, Lin Xiaoen and Ma Zihao all laughed.
It's a bit strange that Chen Zhou is the only one left.
Yang Yiyi looked at Chen Zhou's confused expression and asked with a smile, "Didn't you check Weibo?"
Chen Zhou shook his head: "I didn't really watch it."
"No wonder..." Lin Xiaoen came up and said, "You don't even pay attention to Weibo, but we all started to pay attention to it. These past few days, there's been news about you all over it."
Chen Zhou was surprised and asked, "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 then handed the phone to Chen Zhou.
Looking at these comments, Chen Zhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He could only say, you are too slow...
"My doctoral thesis was originally about the Cramer conjecture. I thought that no one in the world could come close to proving this problem, so it was no problem for me to write a graduation thesis. But who would have thought that it would be killed . Let me cry in the toilet for a while..."
"What 's that? I have a senior who was originally studying the hail conjecture. He thought these conjectures were golden gooses that would lay eggs and produce many papers. He had prepared two submissions, but he didn't expect that Master Chen Zhou would solve it as soon as he said he would."
"I, Zhou, express my dissatisfaction! I studied the Hailstone Conjecture, and my senior brother studied the Cramer Conjecture. When I saw that the Hailstone Conjecture was solved, I was ready to follow my senior brother, but now my senior brother can't follow me either..."
"Among all the experts in the world who can kill chickens, I only admire Chen Zhou! Alas, you can't compare with me in terms of misery. From the hailstone conjecture, to the Cramer conjecture, to the Jebov conjecture, the three of us brothers have all run into Master Chen Zhou!"
“…”
Indeed, mathematical conjectures have always been called golden gooses that lay eggs in the mathematical community.
Research surrounding a mathematical conjecture often produces countless research papers.
This is also what many mathematicians are used to.
It’s not that they don’t want to solve the entire conjecture in one go, it’s just that it’s too difficult.
Besides, it is good for everyone to wait for this golden hen to continue laying eggs .
But in the end, someone like Chen Zhou appeared.
It would be fine if you don’t make a move, but once you do, you will “slaughter” the whole golden rooster.
All that's left is a mess.
No matter how much research is done, it will never be possible to surpass the prover of the conjecture itself.
Looking at Chen Zhou's expression, Lin Xiaoen couldn't help but joked, "I'm afraid your reputation as a chicken-killing expert is about to be confirmed."
Chen Zhou said helplessly: "Can you blame me for this? How can you solve a problem without getting everything done?"
“Ahem…” Lin Xiaoen coughed twice. “The boss is the boss, he is indeed different!”
Peng Jia smiled and said, "By the way, how is your research on the Jebov conjecture going? I have a classmate who is also researching this. I want to see if I can ask him to change his research direction."
Chen Zhou did not answer, but asked: "What research direction do you want to change to?"
Peng Jia replied: "I heard him say that there seems to be a twin prime conjecture that has been advanced a little bit and still has research potential."
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 Jebov conjecture? Why, are you also studying the twin prime conjecture?"
Chen Zhou shook his head slightly: "That's not the case. It's not me who is doing the research. Someone else is doing the research."
Peng Jia asked curiously, "Besides you, is there anyone else who can solve a world-class mathematical conjecture in such a short time?"
Hearing this, Chen Zhou felt a little embarrassed. It was not easy for Senior Sister Peng Jia to praise people.
I still remember when I first entered the laboratory, senior sister Peng Jia didn’t quite “trust” him when it came to data processing.
Putting away his pride, Chen Zhou explained, "It was Professor Zhang Yitang, the one who opened the door to solving the twin prime conjecture. He is now in seclusion, preparing to completely solve this problem."
Those of them who are in the academic circle have also heard of Zhang Yitang's name.
After all, being called the "sweeping monk" in the mathematics world is enough to prove Zhang Yitang's strength.
"Well, it seems that I really should persuade this classmate to switch to studying physics. You guys in the mathematics world are all freaks." Peng Jia said.
"Hmm?" Chen Zhou looked puzzled.
"I'm praising you." Peng Jia added.
"Okay..." Chen Zhou thought for a moment and said, " In fact, that senior brother can study the Jebov conjecture. The four lines of formula I left behind have already given some directions."
Peng Jia said, "Forget it. I'm afraid you'll kill this chicken again..."
Chen Zhou was speechless.
"You guys are not going to the experimental area, what are you talking about here?"
When Dean Yang walked into the laboratory, he saw this group of people gathered together. Not only were they not going to the experimental area, but they were also chatting so enthusiastically?
He was about to lose his temper when he saw an unexpected figure, and his words immediately turned into gentle inquiries.
"Director Yang, you're here. Chen Zhou is returning to the laboratory and we are here to welcome him." Lin Xiaoen came over and said.
Glancing at Chen Zhou standing in the middle, Dean Yang said with a smile, "The number of golden chickens that can lay eggs is decreasing."
Chen Zhou was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Dean Yang was also so concerned about his news. This was so embarrassing.
Dean Yang then said, "Okay, let's talk after we're done. Go prepare for the experiment. Chen Zhou, stay for a while."
Following Dean Yang's instructions, 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 understood, it turned out to be about this matter.
Indeed, the fall semester of my sophomore year is almost over, and the spring semester is relatively short, so it is time to think about my graduation thesis.
After thinking for a while, Chen Zhou asked, "President Yang, do you have any good suggestions?"
Dean Yang said with a strange expression: "Are you really going to 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: "I'll listen to you."
Dean Yang glanced at Chen Zhou and said slowly, "You have been involved in the current project for some time. You can say that you have your own experience in particle accelerator experiments. Therefore, I suggest that you choose this direction for your graduation thesis."
"Hmm..." Dean Yang turned his head to look at the window and said casually, "I think the optimization design research of accelerator diodes is a very good topic."
Chen Zhou looked at Dean Yang, then looked around. Was he trying to get him to join again?
