Chapter 79 Fleeting Inspiration
In the office, the two academicians stopped arguing for a while, and everyone dispersed after chatting for a while.
Xu Chuan was also about to go to his dormitory, but was stopped by Chen Zhengping.
"Don't go out too far these days. You have solved the weak Weyl_Berry conjecture here. There will be reward policies here in the school and in the city. There will be some interviews and bonus distribution ceremonies."
"Well, okay."
Xu Chuan nodded. He was not surprised by this. He had experienced it many times in his previous life.
"Also, how has your particle physics been going these days?" Chen Zhengping asked casually after explaining some precautions.
Although he was very happy that Xu Chuan had made such a huge contribution to mathematics, he was definitely a little bit dissatisfied.
But think about it, he doesn't seem to care about this student?
Except for occasionally meeting and communicating with each other during the public classes he held, the rest of the time seemed to be freewheeling.
This made Chen Zhengping blush slightly and prepare to pay more attention in the next time.
After all, he is his disciple. He is an academician of physics. As a result, his disciple is outstanding in mathematics. Doesn't it mean that he does not teach his students seriously?
"I am reading the two books "Introduction to Particle Physics" and "Introduction to Quantum Mechanics"."
Upon hearing the instructor's question, Xu Chuan lied a little. In fact, he didn't read any physics books at all during this period.
Although he had studied Betelgeuse's star information some time ago, which fell into the category of astrophysics, it had nothing to do with his university's particle physics major.
Chen Zhengping nodded and said: "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 also fine. Although I may not be able to solve it for you, there are so many mathematics professors at NTU. I can still recommend you a teacher suitable for communication."
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After coming out of the office, Xu Chuan went straight to the cafeteria of Nanda University.
It was now past nine o'clock in the evening, but he hadn't eaten dinner yet. When he was reading in the library, he accidentally opened a copy of Gauss's "Arithmetic Investigations" on the bookshelf, and he was fascinated by it.
"Arithmetic Investigations" is a representative work of the famous mathematician Gauss. It is an epoch-making work that ended the unsystematic state of number theory before the 19th century.
In this book, Gauss systematically organized and actively promoted all the outstanding and sporadic achievements of his predecessors in number theory, gave standardized notations, and combined the research problems and known methods to solve these problems. Classifications were carried out and new methods were introduced.
Xu Chuan naturally read this book in his previous life, but what he read was not the original version, but the adaptation and translation by later generations.
In terms of value, books adapted and translated by later generations generally do not have the original essence. After all, there are some things that the people who adapted and translated them cannot fully understand.
Moreover, during compilation, the meaning of words in English and Chinese will also lead to some essential defects or change into another meaning.
Therefore, for a scholar like him, the original value is far greater than the translated version.
At half past nine, most of the cafeterias in Nanda were closed. Although the remaining one or two were still open, they didn't have any good food. Fortunately, Xu Chuan was not a picky eater.
The cafeteria was empty, except for two or three people. Among them was a girl who was wiping and clearing the dining table with her head lowered. She seemed to be a part-time student?
Xu Chuan didn't care and quickly finished his meal. However, as he was eating, he suddenly stared at the shredded potatoes on the silver-white metal plate and froze. "Huh? The overlapping shape of these potato shreds is like a high-latitude manifestation of the connected areas of the fractal area"
"I remember that the Weyl-Berry conjecture also included the assumption that the area Ω itself is a fractal area. The differential operator cannot be directly defined on Ω, but the Laplacian operator can be defined using the difference method or Dirichlet form. sub, to calculate its eigenvalues.”
"If it can be proven that the fractal dimension and fractal measure of Ω are spectral invariants, then the Weyl-Berry conjecture will be established"
Xu Chuan stared blankly at the plate of fried potato shreds in front of him and fell into a trance.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but he felt a headache and couldn't help but rub his temples.
He seemed to have gotten some inspiration from above, but he didn't catch it. Now his mind is in a mess and he can't think of anything.
This state is like remembering what you were going to buy in the store before going downstairs, but after entering the store, you can't remember what you want to buy.
It's just a scam.
The inspiration and thoughts at that moment were like some kind of pleasure, fleeting.
If you miss this opportunity, I'm afraid you won't be able to remember it the next time.
Xu Chuan didn't want to give up. He held his chopsticks in his mouth and stared at the shredded potatoes in front of him, trying hard to recall what he had thought about before. But after a long time, he finally chose to give up.
"Gan, I really can't even remember it."
After cursing quietly, Xu Chuan woke up from his distraction and thinking, took a chopstick of shredded potatoes and put it into his mouth.
As expected, the chopsticks and shredded potatoes were completely cold.
After all, it was winter now, and it was night, and the temperature outside had dropped to only a few degrees. All the students who had been eating before had left, and he was the only one left in the entire restaurant.
No, there is another one. It seems to be the part-time classmate who was wiping the tables when he came. She has cleaned all the tables in the cafeteria, leaving only his row of tables. She is sitting silently in the corner waiting. With.
Xu Chuan raised his head and glanced at the restaurant. The wall clock on the wall already showed half past ten. When he was distracted just now, time slipped by for almost an hour.
Normally, the last time the NTU cafeteria closes is around ten o'clock, but now it's already more than half an hour later.
Okay, now I'm wasting my time.
Shaking his head, Xu Chuan finished off the cold food on the plate in a few mouthfuls, cleared the table and left.
He actually wanted to apologize to the girl sitting in the corner for taking her so long.
But whether he had had much contact with girls in his previous life or in this life, he still couldn't wipe out this face in the end, and he didn't know how to speak.
(End of chapter)