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Chapter 155: Is he just bragging?
Early in the morning of November 11st, Qiao Yu followed Director Tian, ​​Mr. Yuan and Qiao Xi to board the high-speed train and arrived in Linhai on time in the afternoon.

The organizer of the annual mathematics academic conference is naturally the Chinese Mathematical Society, and this year the organizer is Linhai Jiaotong University.

Theoretically, reporting for the annual meeting would start the next day, and there would be a full day for reporting, but Tian Yanzhen and Yuan Zhengxin had to go one day in advance.

Because in addition to the report tomorrow, there will also be a satellite meeting of the Algebraic Geometry Branch of the Chinese Mathematical Society, which will start at 8:30 in the morning.

Tian Yanzhen and Yuan Zhengxin were both special guests of this satellite conference, so they had to go one day in advance.

Not only that, there are a series of meetings in the evening, such as the enlarged meeting, the executive director meeting, the supervisory meeting...

In short, both bosses will be very busy tomorrow.

This was very friendly to Qiao Yu and Qiao Xi. After all, they had never been to an international metropolis like Linhai.

Sitting on the high-speed train, Qiao Yu was already thinking about whether he could wait for both mentors to go to the meeting tomorrow. He took Qiao Xi for a stroll around Linhai.

This was the first time that Qiao Yu and Qiao Xi had traveled far together. It was worth it to go somewhere. Of course, the premise was that he and Qiao Xi didn't have to attend the meeting of the Algebraic Geometry Branch.

So Qiao Yu was very excited along the way and kept chattering with Qiao Xi.

The good thing about first-class seats on the high-speed rail is that although the seats are connected, only two people can sit in a row, so I sat separately from my two instructors.

……

When they arrived at the hotel, Director Tian and Mr. Yuan were invited to meet some people, while Qiao Yu and Qiao Xi threw their suitcases into the room.

"Mom, I'll go talk to Director Tian and Mr. Yuan later. We won't be attending the satellite conference tomorrow. We'll go to Disneyland for a day instead."

November in Linhai is not the coldest yet. The weather forecast also says that it will be sunny tomorrow and the temperature will be around 11 degrees during the day. It is a great time for travel in the cool autumn weather.

Qiao Xi glanced at Qiao Yu, shook her head slightly, and said, "Not interested."

Qiao Yu said, "No, I tell you, this kind of satellite conference is really boring. I've seen the meeting agenda, and there won't be anything too interesting."

Qiao Xi stretched, then took out a notebook from her bag and sat down at the table in the hotel room.

"Have you forgotten? I haven't finished reading the literature you assigned to me. Meetings are boring, and I can read literature. Why don't you go out and have fun by yourself?"

Such a sharp counterattack was totally unexpected for Qiao Yu, and also made him feel a little bored.

But there was no other way, he felt it was boring to go out alone. The key point was that Qiao Yu didn't think Qiao Xi was so studious.

"you……"

Just as I said a word, the phone rang.

"Come to my room, you know it's next to yours. The door is open." Tian Yanzhen's voice came from the phone.

"Okay, Director Tian." Qiao Yu said, then glanced at Qiao Xi who ignored him and left the room.

……

When he arrived at Tian Yanzhen's room, Old Yuan was also there, sitting there drinking tea and looking at him with a smile.

Before he could even say hello, Director Tian said, "Prepare well these two days. You have already passed. You will be the one giving the second report on the morning of the 4th."

"Huh? Is this okay?" Qiao Yu asked in surprise.

Tian Yanzhen explained: "I have talked to Editor-in-Chief Du Gen. Your paper has passed the review and will be published on the Ann.Math official website at noon on the 3rd, Beijing time at the latest. Congratulations, you have one more top journal paper, and one more top journal cover paper.

In addition, your paper on bounded intervals of prime numbers has also been recognized by Zhang Yuantang and Tao Xuanzhi. In exchange, I promised editor-in-chief Dugan that after the conference, this paper will be directly submitted to Ann.Math. "

Qiao Yu was stunned. He really didn't expect it to be like this. To be honest, he hadn't checked Ann.Math's submission backend system in the past two days.

Later, Pierre Delini sent him an email and discussed in depth some mathematical concepts about the axiomatic system of modal space.

However, this senior did not tell him whether the paper had passed the review, but he did not expect to hear it from his supervisor first.

This really surprised him.

Really, for a moment he wanted to fly to Princeton to ask Editor-in-Chief Dugan in person what was going on in his mind...

If he had known this was the case, he wouldn't have needed to waste time tinkering with this paper on reducing the interval to 6, because it wouldn't have made much sense.

It would be better to wait for him to finish the final work and directly solve the twin prime conjecture.

After all, the upper bound of the prime number interval is closely related to the twin prime conjecture.

Because the validity of the twin prime conjecture implies that the prime number interval can be kept very small, that is, 2.

Well, it’s not completely useless. After all, proving the upper bound of the prime number interval can limit the growth rate of the prime number interval and provide indirect support for the twin prime conjecture.

But Qiao Yu still felt that this was a waste of effort. If he had known that Ann.Math would publish his paper on the 3rd, he could have followed the direction set by Director Tian and Professor Yuan and talked about his modal space axiom system on the 4th.

"Look at the expression on your face. What's going on? Are you not satisfied with the early publication of your paper? Don't think that I will praise you just because your results are amazing? Do you know how many meetings you have attended?" Tian Yanzhen glared at Qiao Yu and said.

"Um... Professor Tian, ​​although I didn't tell you, your name was listed as the corresponding author on the cover of Ann.Math. It's just that Professor Dugan didn't contact you."

Qiao Yu argued cautiously.

"Haha, yes, Yan Zhen, Qiao Yu is right. You have already benefited a lot. Don't say so much. Isn't Qiao Yu's work good enough? Didn't he make you proud?"

Yuan Zhengxin happily helped out. He really didn't have any ideas at the moment.

In fact, if he hadn't wanted to support Qiao Yu, he would not have planned to attend the meeting at all.

After all, the concepts are slightly different.

But there is no way, because it is Qiao Yu. The old man obviously has more than just a simple love for Qiao Yu. The most important thing is that everything Qiao Yu does is to practice the old man's ideas.

For example, to explore the direction of development of Chinese mathematics, we need to go from going out to bringing in.

In the past, we sent students abroad to learn advanced knowledge from others. But when we develop to a certain level, we need to consider how to attract more talents to China.

To solve this problem, original research at the mathematical level is needed.

There is no doubt that the modal space axiomatic system proposed by Qiao Yu belongs to this category. It can even be said to be an original research that will influence the future world mathematics landscape.

So when Qiao Yu proposed this framework, Yuan Zhengxin thought that this should be designated as a national key support project.

They didn't even consider whether it was appropriate for Qiao Yu to apply for such a project at his age.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the old man was not angry about Qiao Yu submitting the manuscript directly to Ann.Math without informing anyone, and he was even very happy.

At least in the eyes of the elderly, not copying others but creating innovative mathematical ideas and tools is definitely more meaningful than solving one or two difficult mathematical problems.

As for the mentor Tian Yanzhen, he was just lucky to have discovered such a student.

Although the relationship has eased a lot now, the old man still thinks that he is a student who has no merits and abilities to have a student as good as Qiao Yu...

It’s just that I don’t say this out loud right now.

After all, no matter what, everything Tian Yanzhen did was to help Qiao Yu gain a foothold in the mathematics world as soon as possible.

And no matter how uncomfortable he felt about Tian Yanzhen, he could not deny his influence in the Chinese and world mathematics communities.

Whether it was his experience as a member of the Executive Committee of the International Mathematical Union, a judge of the Abel Prize, or the President of the Chinese Mathematical Society... they all gave him enough influence.

In short, everything is for the children.

……

Qiao Yu grinned at the old man. Anyway, it was totally fine for him to be a little unrestrained when his master was around.

"But Qiao Yu, you still have to take this meeting seriously. Your teacher is right. You must prepare carefully for this report. I am also looking forward to your speech."

"Don't worry, there will be no problem making the report. I have experience." Qiao Yu said confidently.

This sentence is very convincing. After all, he has given a 60-minute report at the World Conference on Algebraic Geometry. Having seen big scenes before, Qiao Yu was not nervous at all when giving a report at a domestic conference.

"Well, just have confidence. There's one more thing..."

Yuan Zhengxin glanced at Tian Yanzhen next to him, and then said, "This year, Yanzhen and I wanted to help you win the Chern Prize in Mathematics, but firstly, we have to focus on the second half of the year, and secondly, considering your young age, anyway... don't feel too wronged."

Qiao Yu quickly said, "No, really. I checked, the Chern Prize only gives 2.5 Hong Kong dollars, so it doesn't really matter whether I take it or not. I'll go get the Abel Prize next year."

Tian Yanzhen glared at Qiao Yu and said, "What do you mean by prize money? Are you asked to take the prize just for the little prize money? Who else mentioned the Abel Prize to you?"

"Um... Professor Dugan, he even told me that if I want to be nominated for the Abel Prize, the easiest way is to publish a sufficiently substantial article in the four top journals. Last time when I attended the World Algebraic Geometry Conference, Professor Dugan talked to me for an entire afternoon and told me that."

Qiao Yu explained.

Tian Yanzhen wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the old man again: "Qiao Yu is right. The prize money of the Abel Prize is similar to that of the Nobel Prize, and the prize money is indeed higher. Is it wrong for Qiao Yu to want to win the prize?
You guys are fighting for projects, and what's wrong with Qiao Yu wanting to win the Abel Prize based on his own ability?

Besides, which Abel Prize candidate is not a mathematician who has published important papers in top international mathematics journals? Whose contribution in recent years can be greater than the axiom system of modal space? "

After saying that, Yuan Zhengxin looked at Qiao Yu with a kind gaze and said gently, "Okay, as long as you don't have any objections to this award selection, you can go back."

"Okay, Master, by the way, can my mother and I not attend the algebraic geometry meeting tomorrow? To be honest, this is our first time in Linhai..."

"Hmm..." Yuan Zheng thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "If you don't want to participate, then don't participate. Do you want me to ask the organizing committee to arrange a car for you?"

"No need, Master. My mother said that she will stay in the hotel most of the time to read documents. I can just take her out for a walk in the morning."

"Okay, go ahead. But be careful."

"Okay, I'm leaving now, Director Tian, ​​Master."

Qiao Yu said something politely to the stern-faced tutor, then happily walked out of the room.

Tian Yanzhen watched Qiao Yu walk out of the room and closed the door before saying helplessly, "Mr. Yuan, Qiao Yu's personality is..."

"Okay, stop talking. If you can construct a new axiom system and extend the prime number interval to 6, even if you are the same age as Qiao Yu and have the same temperament, I will still like you! I will also build bridges and pave the way for you. Let's not talk about this... Let's continue with the previous topic, tomorrow's meeting..."

……

Outside the door, Qiao Yu smiled triumphantly upon hearing this, then returned to his room.

"Mom, I successfully asked for leave from Mr. Yuan for you. Let's not go to Disney tomorrow. Let's go to the Bund for a morning stroll, okay? It doesn't mean we'll come here for nothing, right? If you still don't agree, I'll tell Director Tian that it was you who didn't let No. 4 give the presentation on stage!"

"Hmm?" Qiao Xi turned his head and looked at Qiao Yu, frowned, and asked, "Is the report about the upper bound of prime number intervals?"

"Yeah, you know that too?"

"Professor Yuan told me that your paper will change the mathematical community's understanding of number theory."

"Ah? Why this paper? It should be my axiom system. You must have heard it wrong."

"Heh... I'm quite interested in this paper. Why don't you tell me about it first? If you do well, I'll go to the Bund with you tomorrow morning."

Qiao Yu thought about it, then sat next to Qiao Xi, and suddenly asked curiously: "Mom, what do you feel when you are reading your thesis now?"

Qiao Xi thought for a long time before saying, “Some papers read like a wonderful novel, making people want to finish it in one breath.

Because it's like getting into the author's head and seeing how he came up with such a brilliant logic. Some papers are hard to read. No one likes to get into a garbage dump. "

"So you must have the first feeling when you look at my papers, right?"

"Ah……"

"Forget it, let's not talk about this problem. I won't talk about the basic theorem of modal space. In fact, it is quite simple to reduce the prime number spacing. The first step is to prove the locality of modal density and find the high-density interval..."

……

Early the next morning, Qiao Xi took Qiao Yu out for a walk.

I didn’t go to Disneyland. Qiao Xi didn’t like crowded places, but she went to many other places.

He said he was only out for the morning, but it was already afternoon when he returned to the hotel.

As soon as Qiao Yu returned to the room, he received a call from Senior Brother Chen.

"Junior brother, have you arrived at Linhai?"

"I arrived yesterday. Are you here too?"

"Well, I just checked in. I'm in the lobby of the main venue hotel. I saw on the schedule that you are the special guest speaker for this conference, so you must be there, right? Come down and chat?"

"Okay, wait for me." After saying that, the energetic Qiao Yu said hello to Qiao Xi and left the room.

I haven't seen Chen Zhuoyang for a long time.

I didn’t feel that way when we saw each other every day at Yanbei University, but after Chen Zhuoyang graduated and left, I sometimes miss him a lot.

After getting off the elevator and arriving at the lobby on the first floor, I soon saw Senior Brother Chen standing by the sofa in the lobby, looking towards the elevator.

"Hi, Brother Chen." Qiao Yu waved at Chen Zhuoyang.

"Little Junior Brother, thank you so much."

Chen Zhuoyang took two quick steps, then directly grasped Qiao Yu's hand and wouldn't let go, and he held it so tightly that it was impossible to pull it out.

"Ahem, um, Brother Chen, don't be so polite. If someone sees us, they might think there's something going on between us!"

"Oh, yes, yes, sit down for a while." Chen Zhuoyang pulled Qiao Yu directly to the sofa in the hall and did not let go until Qiao Yu sat down.

It has been half a year since they last met, but Qiao Yu discovered something quite magical, although he thought that Senior Brother Chen must have had a hard time during this period.

After all, I have to attend classes and complete the tasks he assigns, and at the same time, I am being bullied by the college leaders...

Qiao Yu originally thought that Senior Brother Chen would look very depressed and his hair would probably be almost lost.

But what he didn't expect was that the Senior Brother Chen he saw today was actually very energetic. Although his hair was indeed a little thinner, he actually looked younger.

When he was at Yanbei University, he looked like he was almost 40, but now he looked to be at most 35 or 36. Although in fact, he also knew that Senior Brother Chen was only just 30.

"Brother Chen, I feel like you're getting younger and younger!" Qiao Yu complimented him because of the strong grip in his hands.

"Hey, stop teasing me, senior. Even though I'm young, I still want to thank you! Our paper has passed the review! I have received the proofs. Our paper should be published this month."

Chen Zhuoyang whispered excitedly.

Well, it turns out that people feel happy when they are happy.

"Oh, I know. I logged into the backend and took a look yesterday. Editor-in-Chief Dugan also sent me an email. I have another good news for you. It will be on the official website tomorrow. But unfortunately, my paper is the cover paper and yours is the second one."

Qiao Yu replied.

Although he seemed to be asking for a beating, Senior Brother Chen obviously didn't care about these details at this time.

“Don’t talk about this, little brother. I’m already very happy that I can publish in Ann.Math! Forget about the cover paper. I dare not even think about that.” Chen Zhuoyang couldn’t suppress the smile on his face.

"Then why are you so excited? My next paper will be on the cover of Ann.Math. Brother Chen, you have to get used to publishing in top journals. There will be many more papers on this project in the future. Can your heart bear it if you get so excited every time?"

Qiao Yu said disapprovingly.

"This...this..." Although Qiao Yu said it easily, Chen Zhuoyang obviously didn't know how to respond.

Even my breathing became heavier.

Ever since he became Director Tian's student, he has actually always had the hope of being led to great heights in the future.

It’s not that Director Tian didn’t give him opportunities, but unfortunately, he failed to seize them.

Who would have thought that the feeling he didn't experience while studying would finally come to him after graduation.

Life's encounters are so wonderful...

When he was full of confidence, fate dealt him a heavy blow, making him feel that he would probably just muddle along in this life.

When he decided to accept his fate, someone was eager to blow him up with a blower from behind...

"Okay, isn't it just publishing a few articles? Stay calm. By the way, does the school know that you submitted to Ann.Math?" Qiao Yu asked excitedly.

He was really curious about how Jinzhou University would react when it found out that his senior's paper was published in Ann.Math.

It’s a pity, since he grew up, he has hardly experienced the feeling of being looked down upon.

Maybe there was, but no one had ever expressed it. Even when he was in Class 13... At that time, he was in contact with brothers, and everyone made demands on him.

As for after arriving in Yanbei, I rarely experienced this feeling. Maybe it was because of Director Tian and Mr. Yuan, everyone around me was a good person.

He really wants to find someone who looks down on him so that he can show off to the other person, but he just can't find anyone.

There are some on Weibo, a lot of them, but unfortunately they are too far away from Qiao Yu's life.

He couldn't just go and show off his cover article in Ann.Math with a bunch of people who would have won the Nobel Prize in Mathematics if he had the ability... After all, that would make him look stupid.

From this point of view, Qiao Yu even felt that Senior Brother Chen was really lucky. After all, his life experience was far more colorful than his.

But Chen Zhuoyang shook his head and said, "Not yet. In fact, I haven't told anyone yet. But once it's published, everyone will know about it. I don't think it's necessary to publicize it."

Well, it’s low-key enough. Qiao Yu likes it.

Qiao Yu asked again, "So they won't know until tomorrow? Oh, by the way, has that Dean Zhang who's been giving you a hard time come? I'll go see what his expression is like then."

"I don't know. I applied to transfer two classes and then came to attend at my own expense." Brother Chen shook his head again and said.

Qiao Yu felt a little sorry.

There are several types of participants in the annual mathematics conference. Special guests, invited speakers at the conference, and winners of the Hua Luogeng Award and the Chern Award do not need to pay any fees, and the organizer also provides free accommodation.

For example, Qiao Yu was an invited speaker at the conference, so he didn't have to pay a penny and just paid for the travel expenses.

Zhong Jiaqing Award winners and student members need to pay the lowest registration fee and are responsible for their own accommodation expenses.

In addition, group presenters, registered members of the Mathematical Society and other participants must also pay registration fees of different levels and book hotels on their own.

So in a sense, many people who come to the conference do not come simply for the purpose of academic exchange.

At the same time, you can also spend a little money to expand your social circle.

After all, at this kind of top-level meeting within China, one can meet many bigwigs who are rarely seen in normal times.

If I have the chance to take a photo with him, it won't be a wasted trip.

This is actually a hidden benefit for many college students who are admitted to prestigious universities. Many professors who are difficult for outsiders to see can often appear in their classes.

"Okay, if you meet someone from your Jinda University, remember to introduce them to me. I'll ask them why they look down on me!"

"Well... although... I've never heard anyone say that they look down on you..."

"Don't speak for them. I'm telling you, you're my senior. If they look down on you, it's the same as looking down on me. Do you understand? Otherwise, why would we call each other fellow disciples?"

Qiao Yu's words once again moved Chen Zhuoyang so much that he didn't know what to say.

It is no exaggeration to say that if someone shot at Qiao Yu now, he would probably rush forward without hesitation to help block the bullet.

This is probably the impulse of a gentleman to die for his confidant.

In the end, all the words he had to say turned into a slightly dull sentence: "Thank you, Qiao Yu."

"Haha, that's enough, you should go and get some rest. The opening ceremony will be tomorrow. By the way, Director Tian lives next to me, but he may still be in a meeting now. You can stop by to visit him after 11pm."

"Okay, go and rest first."

They had almost finished reminiscing about the past. Considering that Qiao Yu had to give a report at a meeting the day after tomorrow, Chen Zhuoyang didn't want to take up too much of Qiao Yu's time.

As soon as the two stood up, they heard someone shouting behind them: "Qiao Yu."

When Qiao Yu turned around, he saw two people walking towards him.

The person walking in front of him was the round-faced professor who sat next to him at the project review meeting last time. Qiao Yu still remembered that the professor's name was Yang Yuancheng.

The professor was followed by a young student.

"Hello, Professor Yang." Qiao Yu greeted.

After all, there was friendship between us through passing notes in meetings.

But after he withdrew the project proposal that day, he went back directly. I really don’t know whether Professor Yang’s project has passed the review.

However, according to Director Tian, ​​if a work can be discussed at a meeting, it generally has a high chance of passing the review.

"Let me introduce you. This is my student, Bao Xiujie. You are all young people, so let's communicate more in the future." Yang Yuancheng said with a smile on his face.

"Hello, Qiao Yu." Compared to the instructor's enthusiasm, the young man behind him was obviously much more reserved, and even felt a little awkward when greeting.

This is actually understandable.

The main reason is that Qiao Yu is too young, and it is easy to overlook his achievements when looking at his face.

"Hello." Qiao Yu greeted him casually.

He remembered that Professor Yang seemed to be doing research in the field of artificial intelligence. He had no plans to get involved in this field for the time being.

"Who is this?" Professor Yang looked at Chen Zhuoyang who was beside Qiao Yu.

"This is my senior, Chen Zhuoyang, a professor at Jinzhou University." Qiao Yu introduced.

"Professor Chen, I've heard a lot about you!" Yang Yuancheng extended his hand enthusiastically.

Chen Zhuoyang was a little embarrassed and wanted to explain that he was just a lecturer who had just signed a 3+3 contract and was still a little far from the title of professor.

But thinking that he wasn't familiar with Professor Yang anyway, he simply passed it over.

"Hello, Professor Yang."

After the greetings, Yang Yuancheng looked at Qiao Yu and asked, "Qiao Yu, I just checked the schedule and found that you will be invited to give a talk the day after tomorrow. However, the title and abstract of your talk have not yet been published on the official conference report.

This feels strange. Normally, it should have been announced today. I see that the titles and abstracts of the reports of the other three professors have been announced. Is it because the content of your talk is more special? "

It’s really special…

Qiao Yu knew why the title and content of his report had not been announced today.

Because the abstract of his paper involves the axiom system of generalized modal number theory, but the paper will not be posted on the official website of Ann.Math until tomorrow at the earliest.

So we will probably have to wait until Ann.Math releases the paper tomorrow before we put its theme and abstract on the official website. The main focus will be on the rigor of mathematicians.

Of course, there is no problem talking about it in private.

So Qiao Yu answered without hesitation: "This is actually not special. I just pushed the upper limit of the prime number interval to 6."

"Oh...ah? Wait, you just said that the bounded distance between prime numbers is derived up to 6?"

Yang Yuancheng's smiling face suddenly froze and he confirmed it again.

Even the student behind him who had been quite reserved just now looked surprised.

"Yes, Professor Yang." Qiao Yu answered easily.

To be honest, Qiao Yu didn't think there was anything to be proud of. After all, Professor Zhang's proof from scratch was the most difficult. Not to mention that he couldn't even deduce 2.

After a long silence, the round-faced professor finally asked, "Well... if I remember correctly, the Polymath project led by Professor Tao Xuanzhi seemed to have reduced the interval to 246, and then the work was stopped, right?"

Qiao Yu nodded and replied with a smile: "Yes, but my supervisor told me that Professor Zhang Yuantang and Professor Tao Xuanzhi have read my paper.

They all said that the paper was fine, so they asked me to give a report at the conference. Um, Professor Yang, my senior just arrived and he is very tired. I want to take him to his room, so I am leaving first. "

"Oh, oh, okay, we need to rest first when we just arrived."

Then the two watched Qiao Yu and Chen Zhuoyang walk towards the elevator. After a while, the student next to them asked, "Boss, is Qiao Yu a boaster?"

Yang Yuancheng frowned and pondered for a long time before glaring at his student and asking, "Why is he bragging about this in front of us? He's going to give a report the day after tomorrow!"

Bao Xiujie shrank his neck and dared not say a word.

After all, what the instructor asked was indeed correct... What's the point of bragging in front of them?

Is it true?
Isn't this conference really amazing? It even produced a world-class result?

(End of this chapter)