Chapter 895: Trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop (2/4)

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It's not just Xiaotong that didn't expect that the paper published on "" would be so hot. Even Lu Zhou didn't think that he had just returned home and was preparing to cut off the connection with the outside world. While staying on vacation steadily until the end of the year, the mailbox was overwhelmed by the flood of letters.
Some of them were sent by his old friends in Princeton, and some of them were unknown, but from the introduction of the self-reporters, it seems that they are all scholars engaged in research in macroeconomics, computational economics, and many others. They are the more famous ones.
It is also from these emails that Lu Zhou learned that his mathematical model has become a hot topic in economics. There have been several economic seminars on this mathematical model in New York, Boston, London and other places. Colleges and universities.
And the meanings expressed by economists who found him are basically the same as those of Professor Krugman, and they hope that he can continue to study on the Lu-Bewley model, with macroeconomics and computational economics toward Higher peaks go forward.
Unfortunately, however, Lu Zhou was not very interested.
At the beginning, I seriously answered a few emails and expressed a polite rejection. Later, more and more emails, he simply threw it to Xiao Ai to reply.
For a while, Lu Zhou was suddenly cleaned a lot, and finally had time to calm down and continue to study the mathematical tool he created some time ago-the "super elliptic curve analysis method".
In the evening on the third day before the Spring Festival, London time may have just passed noon.
Xiao Tong, who was packing his luggage, opened a WeChat video. While harassing his brother who was on vacation, he also reported to Lu Zhou the good news that he had been invited by Professor Krugman to Princeton to read a blog.
After listening to Xiao Tong's excitement, Lu Zhou thought for a moment, then suddenly interrupted her.
"Xiaotong."
"Ok?"
Suddenly called by the name, Xiao Tong, who was stuffing her skirt into a suitcase on the other side of the video, didn't look back, um, she said she heard it.
After a pause, Lu Zhou continued.
"In theory, a model based on economics ... can you predict the future?"
These days, he almost forgot what Professor Krugman had said to him, but Xiao Tong suddenly mentioned that he had been admitted by the Nobel Prize Winner, but it made Lu Zhou remember.
Fortune-telling……
Predicting the future social environment and even the political situation through macroeconomic changes ...
Can such a thing really be done?
Hearing this strange question, Xiao Tong stopped the action of packing the suitcase, tilted her head for a moment, and answered carefully.
"Can't say no ... but the significance of economics is not to predict the future."
Lu Zhou: "What is it for?"
"For the efficient allocation of social resources ... or, in other words, let the future develop in a better direction?"
When speaking this sentence, Xiao Tong's tone is not particularly certain. After all, she is just a master's student who has just graduated less than a month. For her, there is still a long way to go in academics. To go.
"So ..."
Lu Zhou nodded thoughtfully, without commenting.
Xiaotong asked curiously, looking back at the computer screen, like an old brother in thought.
"Brother, aren't you studying Riemann's conjecture? Why do you suddenly ask that?"
Suddenly, she moved in her heart and said cheerfully.
"Did ... you suddenly became interested in economics?"
"You think too much, but suddenly someone and I mentioned this interesting question," and did not tell her that this person is her future mentor. Lu Zhou smiled, ended the topic, and continued, "Speaking of this year, When are you coming back? "
Although this is an interesting subject, it has not been interesting enough to fascinate Lu Zhou.
After all, the so-called prediction of the future is nothing more than a conjecture. When Professor Krugman mentioned this concept to him, he did not even use a very positive tone.
Of course, if he can do it, he wouldn't mind taking the time to study it, and use a quantum computer to observe what will happen in the future.
Of course, I don't want to use this technology to make money, it's just purely from the perspective of a scholar, curious about the unknown ...
Xiaotong said happily: "Tomorrow's plane! First land in Shanghai, play there for two days, and then come back by high-speed rail ~"
Lu Zhou nodded.
"Then come back and talk ... yeah, are you living enough?"
"Hum, without your money, the pay for the outsourced work I received from HSBC is not low, much higher than when you were working ... Speaking of, you are all home?"
Although it has a little skin, but it is not willing to trouble others, it is carved out in a mold with itself. At first, I seemed to be the same. My wings just hardened and I didn't want to ask for a penny.
After hearing the first half of Xiaotong's words, Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
"Well, it was yesterday."
"Hey envy you ... I'll go down for lunch in a while, hang up first."
"Well, come back early."
After hanging up the video call, Lu Zhou looked at the table below, and after another ten minutes, Mom probably should knock on the door and tell herself to have dinner in the past.
But as he was getting ready to walk, a bunch of bubbles popped up in the lower right corner of the computer screen.
Xiao Ai: [Master, Xiao Ai received a somewhat special e-mail here. Do you need me to help you? ? (^? ^ )]
Seeing this line of hints, Lu Zhou hesitated slightly.
"... a little bit special mean?"
Xiao Ai: [From a lady named Willa. (?? ▽?)]
Willa?
Hearing this unexpected name, Lu Zhou staggered for a moment, then settled down and said.
"... I'll reply by myself."
[Okay ~ (goodly.jpg)]
Although I am curious how Xiao Ai identifies which emails she may wish to reply to herself ~ EbookFREE.me ~, I want to estimate that it was the last upgrade, and how much I have improved the IQ of this artificially retarded student.
But just as Lu Zhou was about to open the mail, a knock came from the door.
"Zhouer, someone is looking for you outside."
Across the door, the voice of his mother came.
For a moment, Lu Zhou thought carefully, as if there was no appointment or something, and asked subconsciously.
"Find me?"
"Well! I'm just looking for you. They claim to be from Jianghe University, and they are all teachers! There is also an academician! They are so kind, they are waiting at the door, let me ask you first."
Listening to the voice of the old mother seemed to be full of joy, and even a little vibrato with joy.
The son not only asked the university himself, but also exchanged with the "university." Not only did he become an academician, but even the academicians came to visit him in person during the New Year holidays. Can't you be a mother?
Besides, Jianghe University is quite famous in Jiangling City!
However, after hearing the keywords of "Jianghe University", "teacher", and "a few academicians", Lu Zhou's heart faintly gave birth to a slight feeling, even a little headache.
Just at that moment, he suddenly realized how unrealistic he thought it would be to avoid those relationships when he returned home.
"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind is endless ..."
Xiao Ai: [(° ー ° ??)]
Fang Mei: "Zhouer?"
"Nothing, I'm here."
Pushing away the chair and standing up, Lu Zhou went to the door with his head full of heads.
Always felt……
It's so naive to count on my busy new year to relax ...