Chapter 1027: 1 accidentally witnessed history

Lu Zhou guessed right.
Xiao Ai was indeed a paper that was successfully uploaded five minutes ago, and the system's prompt sound came almost at that time.
However, although the paper was uploaded, it is not so easy to see that paper at this time.
Because almost in these five minutes ...
The server of the Arxiv website has been completely paralyzed!
Originally, such academic websites generally do not have a large number of visitors. Considering various factors such as operating costs, a server with a particularly large capacity will not be set up.
However, nowadays, almost all mathematicians around the world have received reminders from the station's message or even the mailbox message as long as they have set a label to track the Riemann conjecture.
Coincidentally, it was 9 am in North America at this moment, as if the mathematicians in most of the world in a split second-not even doing mathematics at all, but scholars who just scratched the edge of mathematics, all went to download papers.
The administrator of the Arxiv website has not been able to figure out what is going on, and he is threatened by the traffic like a DOS attack.
Then, the server became glorious.
Almost at the same time that the Arxiv website was paralyzed, discussions on this topic in Mathoverflow, a mathematical forum for industry professionals around the world, had been thoroughly blown.
[Proof of Riemann's conjecture! ? Did you watch the push message on Arxiv? !! 】
[Look at the wool! Websites are paralyzed to see a ghost! 】
[I was fortunate enough to see it, but not in the push message, I saw it in my list of tracking tags ... and I once suspected that I had read it wrong. 】
[God, I went to see the calendar! Today is not April 1! 】
[Is there anyone who has finished reading the paper? Come out and talk about what exactly is said on the thesis? Did he prove it? 】
[This is beyond the scope of my research field, but I see Professor Tao's developments. He seems to have printed the paper. And looking at his class schedule, it seems that he has withdrawn the classes and meetings for the next week. 】
[Wait, he's not at the IMU conference? I mean he didn't go to St. Petersburg? 】
[Did not go this time. It is said that he is regretting it. 】
It's not just Professor Tao who regrets this.
In fact, many scholars who did not attend this number of academic conferences due to various reasons, regretted that they were barefoot.
Why did you catch up with this term?
Why did they catch up with the one they didn't go to?
Two days later, it was Professor Lu's 60-minute lecture, and the topic happened to be research on Riemann's conjecture.
Many people's intestines are regretful!
At the same time, the Executive Lounge at Hotel Klinkia.
In the corner by the window, two notorious math professors sat down low-key.
One of them was Faltins, and the one sitting opposite him was Deligne.
They are drinking coffee and talking about the future of mathematics.
"... Miss Puyouyi is really regrettable. This is a heavy blow to the entire mathematical community. Before coming here, I had originally planned to invite her to join my plan. I did not expect That happened. "
"Unexpected circumstances, people have good fortunes ... Hua Guo seems to have such a proverb. We can only pray that she will suffer less in a few days."
After a pause, Professor Deligne gave a sigh of relief, glanced at Faltins, and broke away from this heavy topic, "Speaking of which, you are all too old, and you cannot rest."
"It's because of this age that I want to leave something before I completely retire ... Seriously, I now understand Sir Artia a bit."
Professor Deligne gave him an uncritical expression, and did not answer the sentence.
There have been too many sad things recently, and he really doesn't want to touch on topics that have been sad.
Just then, footsteps suddenly heard from the door of the Executive Lounge.
I saw Professor Fefferman's disappointed expression come over from there.
It was a bit like a scare, but it didn't look like something terrible.
Looking at the expression on his face, Professor Deligne raised his brow slightly, and was about to ask him what had happened, and he saw that he consciously spoke.
And as soon as he spoke, everyone's movement stopped.
"Riemann's conjecture is proven."
The air was quiet for a moment.
As if a needle fell to the ground, all could be clearly heard.
Professor Faltins didn't even look up, and said lightly, "This is impossible."
Professor Deligne was also expressionless, shrugging his shoulders and saying, "This joke is not funny at all."
As if knowing what the two would say, the expression on Professor Fefferman's face was no surprise, but he added to Deligne: "It is your student who proves it."
This time, the two people sitting there calmly changed their expressions instantly.
In particular, Professor Faltins opened his mouth dumbly, and finally raised his head this time, and frowned.
"... You mean Lu Zhou?"
"Yes," Professor Fefferman nodded, and said in a natural voice, "apart from Lu Zhou, I don't remember which student my old friend is studying in this direction."
"..."
Hearing the phrase "Yes ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Prof. Faltins stopped talking for a moment, but turned his attention to Deligne, it seemed to be waiting for his opinion.
However, Professor Deligne also had a miserly expression at this moment, even a little unexpected aggressiveness.
Opening his mouth, he lifted his slightly trembling index finger and touched the glasses on the lower bridge of the nose. After straightening it, he looked at Professor Fefferman standing at the door seriously.
"Are you sure he said that?"
Recalling the scene previously seen in the lecture hall, Professor Fefferman sighed softly.
"I don't need to be sure at all. He has uploaded the paper to Arxiv. If you have an account registered with Mathoverflow, you should be able to see it. Now the whole mathematical community is discussing these things, and as far as I know, there is already mathematical research The Institute is working on a preprint he hangs on Arxiv ... "
Taking a deep breath, the shoulders resting on the chair gradually relaxed, and when it was learned that the preprint had been hung out, Professor Deligne was not in a hurry to confirm the thesis on Arxiv.
The same was true of Faltins, who was sitting opposite him.
The shock in his heart was not inferior to him at this moment, but he gave him a silent glance and then said.
"Unexpectedly we witnessed history by accident."
After a long silence, Deligne spit out two hastily emotions from his closed mouth.
"……Yes."
"It was so sudden."
It is no exaggeration to say that if Riemann's conjecture was really proved by him. The history of mathematics in the 21st century must be at least ten pages less because of his existence. And the textbook on analytic number theory has to be at least 20 pages longer.
Of course, the premise of all this is that he is indeed right.