Just turned over a new leaf and became a wise and intelligent student

Chapter 207: Fifty Years of Sunshine and Moon, Not Letting Down the White Hair

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Wang Shicheng and Chen Dayue, who were acting as door gods, almost jumped up and hit the door frame.

But Wang Yuan and Xu Qingshan, who were looking at the draft at this time, were exceptionally calm.

An old man and a young man were quickly rereading the draft on the table, re-calculating it according to Xu Qingshan's ideas.

Xu Qingshan's crossing of the mountain was only crossing the mountain of Ruocai.

"Boy."

Wang Yuan adjusted his glasses and said seriously.

"Your approach seems to be correct, but I am old and my calculations are slow. You should calculate more carefully when you go back and publish it when you are sure there is no problem."

After Wang Yuan finished speaking, there was no joy on his face. Instead, he stared at Xu Qingshan and asked.

"Do you know what it means when you finish editing and posting this article?"

"I seem to know."

Xu Qingshan nodded, then shook his head.

Wang Yuan suddenly burst into laughter.

"It means you will become one of the youngest top mathematicians!"

“But it will also be accompanied by greater challenges.”

"There will be countless people who will follow your methods and ideas to continuously optimize the new screening method for the twin prime conjecture, and they will hold high the weapon you created to try to conquer the real mountain, the twin prime conjecture that no one can really start with."

"Your paper will spark a new competition."

Wang Yuan is an old man, but still full of passion.

His words made the duo of goalkeepers on the side excited, and they couldn't wait to go back and recruit people to help Xu Qingshan form a team.

"But before you publish the article, you have one very important thing to do."

When Wang Yuan said this, he looked at Chen Dayue.

"To be precise, you should ask Jingda to do something for you."

"Shouldn't you look at me?"

Wang Shicheng suddenly spoke.

He touched his hairline which was getting higher day by day and felt a little strange.

If it was Beijing University, then he should be able to do more than Chen Dayue, right? Although Xu Qingshan was more often said to be a student that Xiao Chen had brought along, Wang Shicheng didn't want to miss out on being able to participate in such a grand event at Beijing University and in China.

"You are a Chinese, and your connections abroad are not as good as Xiao Chen and his friends. It's better to let the young people do it."

Wang Yuan said lightly.

Wang Shicheng was very hurt.

Obviously, I am only ten years older than Chen Dayue, right? Why is he the young man and I the old man?

"Mr. Wang, please tell me and I will find someone to do it right away."

Chen Dayue stood up straight at once.

This posture is taller than pine and cypress, and the whole person looks very energetic.

"Ask someone to recommend Qingshan to join the American Mathematical Society and our own Chinese Mathematical Society. After registration, update the membership data directly to the International Mathematical Union. If there is another way, also register as an individual member of the European Mathematical Society."

"Just do what needs to be done, don't let it affect his winning the award."

Wang Yuan's tone was very calm.

But the smell is very strong.

It is hard to imagine that such an elderly man in his seventies was the one who reacted the fastest to these things among the people present.

"Hey, if Mr. Wang hadn't mentioned it, we would have almost forgotten it!"

Wang Shicheng patted his head and tilted it.

"Let's go back and ask Lao Tian to do it. He has many connections, but is this a sure win?"

"Ugh."

Wang Yuan looked up at the calligraphy work given to him by Mr. Hua Luogeng and sighed.

“We were so far out of touch with the international community.”

"We may be at the forefront of the world in some areas of domestic mathematics development, but we are lagging behind in more global areas. In the future, we must improve our domestic scientific research system and voice, so that the world standards will include us in the most important considerations, but not now."

Wang Yuan looked at the young and handsome Xu Qingshan and felt a little relieved.

"Perhaps with a genius like him in Qingshan's generation, we can first enter their discourse system and gradually occupy an authoritative position, and then slowly transfer the center of discourse power to us in the East."

“I probably won’t 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 emotion about 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.

The only thing in his words was the extreme pride and honor that a young man like Xu Qingshan appeared before him.

"We will definitely get it done!"

Wang Shicheng didn't tilt his head this time.

He nodded seriously and assured Wang Yuan.

"Ah."

Wang Yuan suddenly felt a little melancholy and couldn't help staring at a group photo on the bookshelf.

"You guys go back first. I'm a little tired just now. My old bones need to rest."

"Teacher, you"

Xu Qingshan hesitated to speak and looked at Wang Yuan with concern.

It cannot be summed up simply by saying that he benefited a lot from this trip.

"It's okay. Leave your phone number here. If you are free, come and play chess with me, an old man."

Wang Yuan said with a smile. "Go ahead."

Wang Yuan waved his hand, took the photo off the bookshelf, stood in front of the study window, and looked at the lush green trees outside.

seem.

Decades of time.

This China has turned upside down.

But it seems that it has never changed.

The trees are still green in the summer, and the cicadas are chirping. It seems no different from the midsummer 24 years ago.

just.

24 years ago, the teacher passed away before midsummer arrived.

Thirteen years ago, Lao Chen didn’t even survive that spring.

Twelve years ago, Lao Pan collapsed in the winter when Hong Kong Island returned to China.

Of the young men who had run together to pursue the mysteries and truth of number theory, he is now the only one who has not put the cap on his pen.

The Ghost Festival is coming soon, right?

They may be outside the window right now, sitting on the big green tree, smiling at their white hair, wrinkled faces, and hands that can hardly hold a pen.

But if they are really there.

Perhaps they would be very happy to see that a child like Xu Qingshan could be born in China and have such a sincere heart.

Wang Yuan's rough fingers groped for the yellowed photo, looking out the window at the three teachers and students carrying whiteboards out of the community. He saw Xu Qingshan walking in the middle, while Wang Shicheng and Chen Dayue didn't even let him take the whiteboard. The two of them surrounded him and said something excitedly.

The figure in front of Wang Yuan was a little blurry.

He also seemed to see himself in 1959.

Fifty years of day and night have finally paid off, and the young man has turned gray.

He wanted to take another look.

He felt that he was still strong enough, and he wanted to see whether China could continue to climb toward the top of the world under the hands of these young people.

"Xiu Fen! I'm going out for a swim later, so don't make dinner for me."

"Dad! Swimming is so dangerous!"

"It's okay, I'm in good health!"

"Qingshan, I'm really impressed. Not only did you drive away Zhang Wei, you drove away the entire golden generation, and I didn't say a word!"

Chen Dayue sat in the car, holding onto the back of Xu Qingshan's seat, and leaned over to talk to Xu Qingshan.

"Hey, hey, hey, Chen Dayue, be careful and don't say anything careless."

Wang Shicheng lectured with a stern face.

"We all have Qingshan. They must all come back one by one, thinking that they can cooperate with Qingshan in the future?"

Wang Shicheng said.

Finally, I couldn't hold back my gloomy face and laughed.

"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 next is not me, it will be 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, being able to prove the weak twin prime conjecture will already be sought after by the world, and even some well-known awards may not be impossible to win.

In addition, Xu Qingshan himself is at an incredible age.

It is basically inevitable that Xu Qingshan's name will be resounding throughout the international mathematics community, and more people will pay attention to his subsequent achievements and research directions.

This also means that Xu Qingshan will have more competitors.

It's like Xu Qingshan announced the method to reach one of the peaks in the martial arts world, so as to temporarily gain the status of leader or head of this peak or sect.

However, if a later comer truly becomes the first person to reach the top, then although Xu Qingshan’s achievement will not become zero, it can only be said to be making wedding clothes for others.

Perhaps in the future, when people mention the person who solved the twin prime conjecture, they will mention Xu Qingshan who made great contributions to it.

Xu Qingshan doesn't want to become a background board.

Of course, he probably knew that no one had proven this thing before he was reborn, otherwise it would have at least made the front page of a science and technology newspaper.

"Okay, Xiao Xu."

After Wang Shicheng briefly and affectionately addressed Qingshan, he switched back to a more official name.

"Just rest up for a few days while you're in the capital. If you need anything, just tell us and we'll make the arrangements."

Wang Shicheng, an academician, has spoken like this, so the high level of this arrangement is self-evident.

Xu Qingshan basically does not commit crimes in the capital, and Wang Shicheng can help with other things to some extent.

"In a few days, you may need to come to school to handle various formalities. We will recommend you to various important academic societies. When you are resting, you can also organize your thesis. We are not in a hurry."

Wang Shicheng said seriously.

"Once you have learned it, you can post the finished manuscript on arXiv, and then ask Lao Tian to arrange for you to submit it to Annals of Mathematics. Your results are more than enough for the Annals of Mathematics."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, teacher."

Xu Qingshan nodded.

He asked Wang Chuan to send the two teachers back to Peking University, and he went back to the hotel to find his grandmother and uncle.

Came to the capital.

You can't just focus on your own business.

This was the first time the old lady had come to the capital, so Xu Qingshan naturally wanted to take her around, which would also facilitate her daily life in the capital.

Fortunately, with Wang Chuan as a living map, Xu Qingshan doesn’t have to worry about making a strategy.

I wish you all a safe Zhongyuan Festival. I have been busy with the festival at home all day. Haha, I thought of the past and sighed.

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