Ding Zhaodong sat down and listened to Zhang Yuan's speech while sighing: "thirty years ago, his father, Zhang Qiming, showed a new turbulence algorithm on the world-class stage. Since then, almost all turbulence control parts of nuclear engines have adopted his algorithm. "
"At that time, I was Lao Zhang's classmate. My teacher thought that there would be no better and stronger algorithm in a hundred years. This problem has almost reached the extreme. "
"Unexpectedly, it's his son's turn in just 30 years, and it's the same problem, a more powerful algorithm... Maybe this is a kind of reincarnation of the world?"
A physics professor next door smiled and said, "well, how many years do you think this' differentiable neural network 'algorithm can last? The turbulence problem is still not completely solved, but just a numerical simulation. Although the simulation is very good, it is still not the real mathematical essence and can always be surpassed. "
Academician Ding shook his head: "essence? It's not that easy. The essence of mathematics that has not been discovered for hundreds of years may not be discovered in the next few hundred years. "
"It's hard to say. You can predict and give us a time to surpass."
After thinking carefully for a while, Ding Zhaodong said, "we can't predict the world in 50 years, and we can't imagine 100 or 200 years, so let's say 100 years."
"Can it last a hundred years? Are you so optimistic about this algorithm?"
"Yes, I hope the future human beings will be smarter than we think and can achieve complete transcendence!"
"Hehe, when we wake up, we can see the results!"
On stage
The whole big screen has been written 16 times.
The process of discussion has also reached the end.
Zhang Yuan slowly exhaled the turbid air from his chest.
He seemed to see that a dark universe was now full of light.
"According to the above algorithm, the experimental data are shown in the table below... I believe these data can be easily repeated in the laboratory."
At this moment, he completed the transcendence of his father.
"... we also hope that our colleagues on earth can finally test the plasma turbulence experiment, so as to complete the unfinished part of the experimental data."
"I also hope that in the future, there will be a real genius who can give a complete proof of the existence and smoothness of the solution of the N-S equation, so as to completely solve this problem. At that time, there will be newer and more accurate algorithms... "
"That's all for my discussion. Thank you!"
There was silence under the stage. There were no questions or whispers.
Everyone felt this rich light of truth.
I saw another rising scientific star.
It belongs to the 23rd century, a golden age of science.
The silence was broken by a middle-aged man sitting in the first row.
He should be a professor of related majors. He bowed slightly to Zhang Yuan and began to take the lead in clapping.
WOW——
The warm applause changed from small to large, as long as waves.
Then, the young people in the back row whistled. Most of them were Zhang Yuan's relatives and friends.
"Your falls list has to change again! I don't know how many factors affect this paper? "
There were two young people in the back seat, whistling loudly and talking.
"Impact factor?"
The blonde young man is the producer of the falls list. He said strangely, "you don't think you can use the 'influence factor' to measure papers at this level?"
"I'm kidding. Can other papers, including those excellent papers, be grand enough to hold an academic conference before they are officially published? Once I arrange an influence factor for him, I will humiliate myself and deserve to be sprayed. "
Another person asked, "so, the first place on the list has been taken away by Deep Space University?"
Fowles smiled: "I have to admit that this is the case. This achievement is a bit explosive. And people have gone to heaven by rocket. For the second place, we have to give him a spaceship plug-in to catch up... "
After the applause stops, it's the question session. Next, the experts finally became active and raised their hands one by one. It took more than an hour for Zhang Yuan to answer several professional questions. His mouth was dry, and then he finally stepped down from the stage.
This halo is unforgettable to win the attention of the world.
But at this moment, there is not much feeling. Zhang Yuan just wants to have a good sleep.
Chicken blood beating for too long also has side effects. No matter what happens the next day.
But obviously, he underestimated the enthusiasm of a fanatic crowd.
At the moment he left the meeting, many people had taken the opportunity to catch up.
"Hey, brother!"
"I thought of a way to simulate numerical values with recursive neural network. Do you think there is a play?"
Zhang Yuan's face turned blue. Although they are all neural networks, there is a lot of difference between them.
"I thought of a way of deep neural network, man, can we work together..."
"... how to use the index theorem? Can you repeat it? Cooperation in mathematics, I have an idea... "
"Handsome boy, exchange buckles!"
"Can I invite you to dinner? It's good to have dinner together! "
Zhang Yuan hurriedly thought about running away. Wait a minute. It seems that there are salty pig hands scratching their hair. Do you want to do this? Hey!
Somebody help!
Click, click, click, there is only one sound after another, and the noise is getting louder and louder.
No one seemed to hear his true voice.
The crowd became more and more noisy, and some enthusiastic little sisters couldn't help but want to kiss.
Although the first kiss had long gone, Zhang Yuan was still a little flustered.
Can you stop it and be gentle!
He even saw that several female journalists who had been bullied by themselves, including the little sister named Lin Xuanxuan, had blocked the escape intersection in front of him.
Another interview?
What to do, online, etc.
"If you want to run for your life, follow me!" Reporter Lin smiled happily.
Although he didn't hear her clearly, Zhang Yuan still understood her expression.
Even if it was just a stupid act of escaping from the wolf's mouth and entering the tiger's den, Zhang Yuan still ignored it and ran there with his milk strength.
……
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Yuan finally left the noisy area a under the double escort of several female journalists and the big brother of the photographer. At this moment, he felt that reporter Lin was so domineering.
"If you have any questions, ask them quickly."
Zhang Yuan said tentatively.
He is very tired now and really wants to sleep.
Maybe seeing Zhang Yuan was really tired, Lin Xuanxuan also became a little embarrassed. Coupled with a series of changes in status, the gold content of wealth list and academic list is completely different. She even had an inexplicable sense of worship.
Lin Xuanxuan cleared her throat and comforted: "you seem to have lost some weight... Is it hard?"
"Yes?" Zhang Yuan glanced at each other. "It may be the relationship between irregular work and rest... Well, you seem to be a little fat."
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