Chapter 207: Fifty years of sun and moon, living up to the old age
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Wang Shichen and Chen Dayue, who were the door gods there, almost jumped up and hit the door frame.
But Wang Yuan and Xu Qingshan, who were looking at the draft at this time, were particularly calm.
An old man and a young man were quickly re-reading the draft on the table and recalculating it according to Xu Qingshan's ideas.
Xu Qingshan's step over the mountain was only over the mountain of Ruochai.
"Boy."
Wang Yuan adjusted his glasses and said seriously.
"Your path seems to be right, but I am old and slow to calculate. You should do more calculations carefully when you go back. Once you are sure there is no problem, publish it."
After Wang Yuan finished speaking, there was no joy on his face, but he stared at Xu Qingshan and asked.
"Do you know what it means if you finish compiling this article and send it out?"
"I seem to know."
Xu Qingshan nodded and shook his head.
Wang Yuan suddenly laughed heartily.
"It means you will become the youngest top mathematician!"
“But it will also come with greater challenges.”
"There will be countless people following your methods and ideas to continuously optimize the new screening method for the twin prime number conjecture, and they will hold high the weapons you created to try to conquer the real mountain, that unmanned mountain. The twin prime conjecture that you can really start with.”
"Your paper will spark a new competition."
Wang Yuan is old and frustrated, but still full of passion.
His words made the two goalkeepers on the side feel excited, and they wanted to go back immediately to call on people to help Xu Qingshan form a team.
"However, before posting, you have one very important thing to do."
When Wang Yuan said that this was correct, he looked at Chen Dayue.
"To be precise, you should ask Beijing University to do something for you."
"Shouldn't you look at me then?"
Wang Shichen suddenly spoke.
He touched his hairline, which was getting higher every day, and felt a little strange.
If it were Beijing University, then I should be able to do more than Chen Dayue, right? Although Xu Qingshan was more often said to be a student secretly taken by Xiao Chen, Wang Shicheng did not want to miss out on being able to participate in such a grand event at Beijing University and China.
"You're a domestic guy, and your overseas connections are not as good as those of Xiao Chen and others. You might as well let young people handle it."
Wang Yuan said calmly.
Wang Shichen was very hurt.
Obviously I am only ten years older than this guy Chen Dayue, right? Why is it that he is young and I am old?
"Mr. Wang, please give your orders and I will find someone to take care of it immediately."
Chen Dayue suddenly stood up straight.
This kind of posture is taller and taller than pines and cypresses, and the whole person looks very energetic.
"People recommended Qingshan to join the American Mathematical Society, as well as our own Chinese Mathematical Society. After registration, the membership data will be directly updated to the International Mathematical Union. If there is still a way, I will also register as an individual member of the European Mathematical Society. "
"Just do what needs to be done, and don't affect him from winning the award."
Wang Yuan's tone was very calm.
But the taste is very strong.
It is hard to imagine that such an old man, who is more than seventy years old, is the one who reacts fastest to these things among the people present.
"Hey, if Mr. Wang didn't say anything, we would have almost forgotten about it!"
Wang Shichen patted his head and tilted his head.
"Let's go back and let Lao Tian do it. He has a wide range of paths, but this time he won the prize. Is this wave really stable?"
"well."
Wang Yuan looked up at the calligraphy work given to him by Mr. Hua Luogeng and said with emotion.
"We were too seriously derailed from the international community."
"Some areas of domestic mathematics development may lead the world, but more overall areas are lagging behind. In the future, we must develop our own domestic scientific research system and scientific research voice, and let world standards include us in the most important considerations. , but not now.”
Wang Yuan looked at Xu Qingshan in his prime and felt a little relieved.
"Perhaps from Aoyama's generation, with geniuses like him, we can first enter their discourse system and gradually occupy an authoritative position, and then slowly shift the weight of discourse to us in the East."
"I probably won't be able to see it in my lifetime."
"So, you have to handle these things well and take good care of Qingshan."
Wang Yuan's words are full of emotions from his many years of academic career.
But he was not afraid of death, nor was he sad that he might not be able to see such a future.
In his words, he could only feel extremely proud and proud that a young man like Xu Qingshan appeared in front of him.
"We will definitely do it!"
Wang Shichen didn't tilt his head this time.
He nodded seriously and assured Wang Yuan.
"Um."
Wang Yuan suddenly felt melancholy and couldn't help but stare at a group photo on the bookshelf.
"You guys should go back first. I was a little tired just now. I need to rest my old bones."
"Teacher, you"
Xu Qingshan hesitated to speak and looked at Wang Yuan with concern.
It’s hard to summarize just how much he has benefited from this trip.
"It's okay, leave your phone number. If you have time, come play chess with my old man."
Wang Yuan said with a smile. "Go ahead."
Wang Yuan waved his hand, took down the group photo from the bookshelf, stood in front of the study window, and looked at the lush green tree outside the window.
seem.
Decades of time.
China has been turned upside down this summer.
But it seems that it has never changed.
The trees are still green in summer, and the chirping of cicadas is endless. It seems to be no different from the midsummer 24 years ago.
only.
24 years ago, the teacher left before midsummer arrived.
13 years ago, Lao Chen didn't even get through that spring.
Twelve years ago, Lao Pan died in the winter when Hong Kong Island returned.
Among the young people who worked together to pursue the mysteries and truth of number theory, he is now the only one who has not capped his pen.
The Hungry Ghost Festival is coming soon, right?
They may be outside the window at this moment, sitting on the big green tree, laughing at their white hair, wrinkles on their faces, and their hands that can barely hold a pen steady.
But if they are really there.
Maybe they would also be happy to see that a child like Xu Qingshan could be born in China and have such a sincere heart.
Wang Yuan fumbled with the yellowed photo with his rough fingers and looked out the window at the three teachers and students carrying the whiteboard out of the community. He saw Xu Qingshan walking in the middle. Wang Shicheng and Chen Dayue didn't even let him take the whiteboard. People gathered around him and were talking excitedly.
The figure in front of Wang Yuan's eyes was a little blurry.
He also seemed to see himself in 1959.
Fifty years of sun and moon have finally paid off and the young man turned gray.
He wanted to see it again.
He feels that his body is still strong now, and he wants to see whether in the hands of these young people, China can continue to climb toward the top of the world.
"Xiufen! I'm going to go swimming later, so don't make me dinner."
"Dad! Swimming is so dangerous!"
"It's okay, I'm in great shape!"
"Qingshan, I'm really convinced, let alone drive away Zhang Wei, you drove away the golden generation, and I didn't say a word!"
Chen Dayue sat in the car, pulled the back of Xu Qingshan's car seat, and talked to Xu Qingshan.
"Hey, Chen Dayue, be careful, don't talk nonsense."
Wang Shichen lectured with a straight face.
"We all have Qingshan. They have to think about being able to cooperate with Qingshan in the future. Do they all have to come back?"
Wang Shicheng said.
As a result, I couldn't hold back that black face and smiled.
"Teacher, don't be so optimistic."
Xu Qingshan smiled helplessly.
"This result is indeed very good, but if the person who proves the twin prime conjecture is not me next, then I will suffer a big loss."
Xu Qingshan was awakened by Wang Yuan's words just now.
Although now due to the difficulty of the twin prime conjecture, people who can prove the weak twin prime conjecture have been sought after by the world, and even some high-profile awards may not be impossible to win.
Coupled with Xu Qingshan's incredible age.
Basically, it is inevitable that Xu Qingshan’s name will be resounding in the international mathematics community, and more people will pay attention to his subsequent results and research directions.
And this also means that Xu Qingshan will have more competitors.
This is like Xu Qingshan announcing the way to one of the peaks of the martial arts world, using it to temporarily gain the status of the peak, leader and leader of the sect.
But if there is a latecomer who truly becomes the first person to reach the top, then although Xu Qingshan's achievements will not become 0, it can only be said to be a wedding dress for others.
Perhaps in the future, when others mention the person who solved the twin prime conjecture, they will mention Xu Qingshan, who made a huge contribution to this.
Xu Qingshan didn't want to become a backdrop.
Of course, he probably knew that no one would have proven this before his rebirth, otherwise it would have been on the front page of a science and technology newspaper.
"Okay, Xiao Xu."
After Wang Shichen called Qingshan affectionately for a while, he changed back to the more official title.
"You can rest peacefully in the capital for a few days. If you need anything, just tell us and we will make arrangements."
Wang Shicheng, an academician, said this. The height of this arrangement is self-evident.
Xu Qingshan basically does not commit crimes in the capital, and Wang Shicheng can help to some extent with other matters.
"In a few days, you may need to come to the school to handle various procedures together. We will recommend you to various important societies. While you are resting, we can sort out your papers. We are not in a hurry."
Wang Shichen said seriously.
"After the society is confirmed, you can post the finished manuscript on arXiv, and then ask Lao Tian to arrange submission for you. Just submit it to "Annals of Mathematics". Your results are completely sufficient for the Annals of Mathematics."
"Okay, I will listen to the teacher."
Xu Qingshan nodded.
He asked Wang Chuan to send the two teachers back to Beijing University, and he went back to the hotel to find his grandmother and uncle.
Came to the capital.
You can't just do your own thing.
The little old lady came to the capital for the first time in her life, so Xu Qingshan naturally wanted to take her for a walk. This would also facilitate the little old lady's daily life in the capital.
Fortunately, with Wang Chuan as a living map, Xu Qingshan doesn't have to worry about the strategy.
I wish everyone a safe Ghost Festival. I have been busy with the festival at home today. Haha, I think of those things in the past and feel sad.
(End of this chapter)