A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 186 On-site Report
Black Round Rural Newspaper, Editorial Department, Zhang Kaimeng, routinely browsing information online.

Facebook then sent a private message.
"Wow, China has produced an amazing mathematician who has proven the Yang-Mills equation, the Millennium Problem!"

This is an online friend he met while surfing the internet.

Even though he studied humanities, Zhang Kaimeng knew about the Yang-Mills equation.

He originally didn't want to pay attention to this netizen who made such a shocking statement. These days, amateur scientists have already claimed to have proven the Riemann Hypothesis hundreds of times, so such an event was not worth reporting.

Their Black Round Village Newspaper is not a media outlet that reports recklessly for the sake of traffic.

But he soon saw a second private message from the other party: "He's giving a presentation at the European Mathematical Society Annual Meeting tomorrow!"

Annual Meeting of the European Mathematical Society!

Zhang Kaimeng happened to know this; just yesterday, he even wrote a related report.

If the news originated from this annual meeting, it might actually have some credibility.

"Where did you get this information? Who proved the Yang-Mills equation?"

Zhang Kaimeng's fingers traced afterimages on the keyboard as she quickly replied.

"I have a friend who works as a staff member at this year's European Mathematical Society Congress. He just got notified and is preparing for the last-minute changes to the conference agenda for tomorrow!"

"They didn't believe it either, but the announcement was personally issued by Bourguignon, the president of the European Mathematical Society!"

"It's said that the proof of Yang-Mills' equation was done by a young Chinese man, and it's also said that the last-minute change of the problem was at the recommendation of Schultz..."

It's clear that this European guy has a strong desire to express himself and is eager to share this news. Zhang Kaimeng's reply opened his floodgates, and without Zhang Kaimeng even asking, he spilled the beans.

"What's his name?" Zhang Kaimeng interrupted the man's rambling.

The dialog box remained silent for a moment.

"You know, Chinese names are weird and strange. My buddy said it once, but I didn't remember it."

But a name had already surfaced in Zhang Kaimeng's mind.

Is his name Chen Hui?

"Right, right, it's called something like 'hui' again!"

"Do you know him? Tell me about this big shot."

Sure enough it was him!

Zhang Kaimeng was shocked, feeling a huge sense of absurdity.

A seventeen-year-old proved the Yang-Mills equation?
Regardless, this news needs to be reported to the editor-in-chief. After verifying its authenticity, the Black Round Rural Newspaper will naturally follow up with a report as soon as possible.

The chat box behind her was still jumping around frantically, with text constantly refreshing, but Zhang Kaimeng had already left her seat and gone to the editor-in-chief's office.

Ten minutes later, the two left the office together and headed towards the boss's office.

"Old Zeng, this is a major event in the Chinese academic community. I think we need to send someone to report from the scene!"

Editor-in-Chief Bai Zhijie excitedly told the boss.

As luck would have it, one of his classmates was a member of the European Mathematical Society, and he confirmed this to Bai Zhijie.

"The report meeting starts at 10 a.m. tomorrow. It's too late for us to get there now."

The boss, Zeng Linchun, seemed uninterested. Reporting on academic matters didn't fit the tone of their newspaper. The fact that Heiyuan Rural Newspaper has managed to survive until now shows that he's not the kind of boss who would disregard everything for the sake of traffic.

“I checked the flight tickets. If I fly from Kunming to Beijing and then to Budapest, I can land at seven o’clock tomorrow morning. I can definitely get to the venue before the report meeting starts.”

Zhang Kaimeng also came prepared, saying, "I can take a nap on the plane and go straight to the venue after landing, ensuring that I won't miss any on-site reporting."

"This is a golden opportunity, Old Zeng!"

Bai Zhijie echoed ambitiously, "Nowadays, major media outlets in China are either shut down or undergoing rectification. It's astonishing that no one is even reporting on such an important event. If we go, we'll be the first to take the plunge, which is the perfect opportunity to expand our influence!"

"What good is expanding our influence? Will we grow bigger and stronger, and create even greater glories?"

Zeng Linchun shook her head. "When those media outlets were first established, who of them was aiming for corruption and decadence?"

"It's because the business has expanded too much, and human nature has been distorted by capital. I think it's good for Heiyuan Rural Newspaper to maintain its current status and be a niche but professional newspaper. That's my original intention."

The office fell silent.

"But this matter is indeed worth reporting. It can boost the confidence of China's academic community and also inspire the hearts of ordinary people. At this critical juncture, we need this kind of news, and the country needs this kind of news!"

Zhang Kaimeng said with great enthusiasm, "No matter what the future holds, at least for now, we are doing the right thing!"

Zeng Linchun remained silent, still not uttering a word.

"As you know, this crackdown is destined to be only temporary, and those media outlets will come out again sooner or later."

Bai Zhijie raised his head again, his eyes resolute, and said, "Rather than letting those corrupt and filthy things occupy the right to speak, it's better to hold the right to speak in our own hands. At least, we won't be so easily corrupted."

Zhang Kaimeng looked anxiously at her boss, while simultaneously taking out her phone and staring intently at the flight information. If she didn't buy a ticket now, it would really be too late.

After a long silence, Zeng Linchun waved her hand and said, "Go on, go on."

Bai Zhijie and Zhang Kaimeng excitedly agreed and rushed out of the office.

"Wang Dahai, you and Zhang Kaimeng have an urgent business trip. Quickly prepare the filming equipment; there's a live reporting assignment."

As Bai Zhijie left the office, he shouted loudly in the work area, then turned to Zhang Kaimeng, "Go find the finance department and buy tickets quickly. You need to leave now."

Zhang Kaimeng smiled and waved her phone, which showed two plane tickets that had already been purchased.

Zhang Kaimeng had already bought it before Zeng Linchun even agreed!

……

The next morning, when Chen Hui stepped into the lecture hall,

The lecture hall, which could hold hundreds of people, was already packed to capacity, with people even standing in the aisles and on the ground at the back.

In the internet age, news travels very fast, and people want to see it for themselves, whether it's true or false.

Bryant, who had been working tirelessly for a day and a night to find the loophole before finally going to sleep, arrived just before the presentation was about to begin, completely bewildered. It was only a thirty-minute presentation; why were so many people there?

What's going on with the front row?
He rubbed his eyes. Not only were the big shots he had met yesterday, such as Faltings, Deligne, Fefferman, and Wiles, but even Edward Witten and Pierre Serre were there!

Not only in the front row, but also in the back, several cameras had already been set up, with long lenses and microphones, making this place look more like a press conference than an academic conference.

This situation generally does not occur at academic conferences.

Unless, of course, there is some major breakthrough, such as the proof of the Millennium Problem that he reported yesterday.

Even his report yesterday didn't have the same impact as today's event.

This was just a 30-minute presentation!

"Did I miss something important?"

Bryant suddenly felt uneasy. He didn't understand how the world could have changed so much when he had just taken a nap.

However, he thought again that the more people who came, the better, because the better the effect would be when he exposed the loopholes in the kid's paper!
When Chen Hui stepped onto the stage, the previously noisy venue immediately fell silent, and the clamor receded like a receding tide.

It was as if it had been silenced by some mysterious force.

There is absolutely no need for anyone to maintain discipline in the meeting room, nor is there any need for anyone to emphasize that the report has already begun.

Chen Hui raised his hand and pressed the remote control in his hand. The PPT on the projector opened and turned to the first page, where a brand new title was displayed in front of everyone: Standard Topology Weaving and Holographic Dual Mapping.

Facing the gazes of everyone on stage, Chen Hui, who was on stage for the first time, found that he was not too nervous. Instead, he was slightly excited, and his whole state was at its peak.

Adjusting the microphone, Chen Hui cleared his throat and began, "As we all know, traditional methods such as perturbation theory and lattice QCD cannot rigorously prove the existence of smooth solutions for the infinite degrees of freedom and nonlinear characteristics of four-dimensional non-Abelian gauge fields."

"After understanding the physical meaning of instantaneous solutions and topological charges, and after grasping the fiber bundle nature of gauge fields, we can clearly know that we need a new geometric language!"

"That's the topic I'll be presenting on today: Standardizing Topology Weaving!"

Upon hearing Chen Hui's opening remarks and seeing the unfamiliar text on the projector, Bryant stared blankly, completely bewildered.

He was still holding the fruits of his labor from yesterday's nearly 24-hour work, which now seemed useless.

"The core idea of ​​gauge topological weaving is to weave topological fields from infinite dimensions to finite dimensions. We can think of gauge fields as 'quantum fibers' and compress degrees of freedom through weaving operations..."

"The standard topology weaving technique has three pillars."
1. Fractal fiber bundle discretization: Dynamic self-similar mesh approximates continuous spacetime.

2. Braid group algebra encoding: using braid group generators to represent the local symmetry of canonical transformations.

3. Topological conservation law: Maintaining boundedness of instanton number and energy through weaving constraints.

As he spoke, Chen Hui turned around and began writing formulas on the whiteboard that had been prepared beforehand.

Although it was only one night, and the PPT might have been a bit simple, the whiteboard made up for that, as he already knew the knowledge points by heart.

"The existence problem of the Yang-Mills equations lies in the fact that its solution space is infinite-dimensional. Imagine you are trying to embroider a pattern that will never get tangled in four-dimensional spacetime with an infinitely long thread—every tiny tremor of the thread end could cause the entire pattern to collapse. Traditional mathematical tools, such as perturbation expansion or finite element approximation, are like trying to untangle this tangled mess with tweezers, but they always fail in the face of the complexity of infinite dimensions..."

After briefly introducing the basic concepts of canonical topology weaving, Chen Hui began to use specific examples to explain.

Chen Hui certainly knew the purpose of so many people coming into this lecture hall. They might be interested in the new tool he had created, but that would only be if the new tool proved its value.

And today, it's not just math researchers who are here; there are also many students and tourists who heard the news, as well as quite a few media people.

They weren't there for any new tools; they were there to witness the historic moment when the Millennium Problem would be proven.

Therefore, Chen Hui tried to keep his explanation as simple as possible, and even used some not-so-accurate but vivid metaphors to help these non-mathematics majors appreciate the charm of mathematics.

Of course, all of this is done without compromising the academic rigor. After all, this is an academic report, not a popular science lecture. He will make some efforts to disseminate his academic knowledge, but whether others can understand it is beyond his control.

The audience members listened attentively and attentively.

Even the media professionals were captivated by Chen Hui's narration. With the addition of vivid metaphors, the academic issues in the field seemed to become more interesting. They had attended many popular science lectures, but it was very rare to find someone who could explain a complex academic issue in a way that made them feel they could understand it.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

The audience, who were not math majors, listened with great interest, while the math scholars generally frowned. Even for them, who were exploring the principles behind the metaphors, they couldn't understand everything.

But they were all trying their best to keep up with Chen Hui's train of thought. Even if they couldn't understand some parts for the time being, no one was willing to miss even a second. For researchers, missing a second was like missing the whole world!

"Imagine a mathematician holding a topological spindle, spinning the infinite-dimensional degrees of freedom of a gauge field into 'quantum fibers,' where the color of each fiber represents a different generator of the gauge group, such as the eight gluons of SU(3), and the way the fibers are interlaced corresponds to braid group operations..."

Once he got into the zone, Chen Hui explained while writing on the whiteboard next to him with a marker. Completely immersed in his own world, Chen Hui forgot to control his speed.

As the marker pen wrote faster and faster, the bigwigs in the front row, who had been relaxed with their arms crossed, gradually frowned. Faltings leaned forward, his eyes fixed on the whiteboard on the stage, as if he wanted to put his eyes right up to it.

Even though they had read Chen Hui's paper several times, when Chen Hui explained it in person, there were still many knowledge points that they could not see in the paper. Especially when Chen Hui's speed increased, they also found it difficult to understand.

Bryant had initially listened intently, hoping to find a flaw and avenge yesterday's defeat. However, as he listened, his eyes began to glaze over, and his mind went completely blank.

What is he writing?

Not only him, but many people in the lecture hall had begun to stare blankly, such as Taragra, who was sitting next to Aranconne.

Even though this senior scholar in the field of Diophantine equations had done a lot of homework in advance, and even though Chen Hui explained it to him personally, he still couldn't grasp the essence of it.

He suddenly felt a little lost; just a few months ago, he had wanted to take Chen Hui as his student.

What exactly can he teach this little guy?

He was suddenly somewhat relieved that the little guy had refused his invitation.

Not to mention him, Yuan Xinyi, sitting on the other side, also sighed.

It seems he didn't really teach the little guy properly at all.

Aside from those who became increasingly confused, many others found their eyes shining brightly, their pupils becoming increasingly clear.

Schultz was one of them.

He already had a deep understanding of various cutting-edge fields of mathematics. Although he was not very familiar with the new method proposed by Chen Hui, many of his questions disappeared as Chen Hui explained it.

Chen Hui's calm yet passionate voice echoed throughout the venue, lingering for a long time.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, feeling like a minute.

(End of this chapter)