What Lu Zhou didn't expect was that in the early morning of the day after he handed the letter to Wang Peng, he received a reply from Chang'an Street.

In addition to highly praising his contributions and those of Jinling Institute of higher learning, he asked for his own opinions on the industrialization of carbon based chips.

In fact, there was no problem with Lu Zhou. What should I do? The only thing that surprised him was that the efficiency of Shangjing was so high. Last night, an expert discussion meeting was held, and a letter was sent to him the next morning.

He took the envelope and turned it over. The boat couldn't help asking.

"So fast?"

Standing beside the boat, Wang Peng explained.

"This kind of confidential letters are all sent by air. You can get to Jinling from Shangjing in an hour and a half. When I received the call, it was 4 a.m., when the confidential letter was already in the National Security Bureau of Jinling. "

"I don't mean this Forget it, don't talk about it, "Lu Zhou saw Wang Peng and said," take me to JINDA. "

Wang Peng nodded his head and opened the door for the boat.

"OK, please get in the car."

……

The carbon chip thing is on the side.

After arriving at JINDA, Lu Zhou came to his office as usual, went to his desk and sat down.

Yesterday, Lu Zhou left for Jinling Institute of higher learning early because of the reward of system task. Later, he was dragged there because of the carbon based chip, so half of the research was put there.

From the drawer, I turned over the unfinished part of the draft paper yesterday. Lu Zhouhua spent about 5 minutes reviewing the previous part, then took out a ballpoint pen from the pen holder, and then the unfinished formula quietly calculated.

As time went by, the clock on the wall went from eight o'clock to nine.

Just then, the door of the office suddenly opened, and brother Luo, with a stack of A4 paper in his hand, came in briskly. Before he reached the boat, he said excitedly.

“…… Some time ago, I turned over Dyson's paper and looked at it. Guess what I found? "

He was used to never knocking on the door or treating himself as an outsider. Lu Zhou raised his head and joked casually.

"Dyson? The physicist who changed to science fiction? "

"To correct it, he's not a science fiction writer. He's one of my idols!" Shaking the stack of A4 paper in his hand, Luo Wenxuan said in a positive tone of excitement, "I found something quite interesting in his paper. I guess you will be interested!"

The so-called science fiction writer is just a joke. Of course, Lu Zhou knows that Dyson's contribution is far from just a few "science fiction novels". His theory of "spin wave" is probably one of the most outstanding physics achievements in the 1950s.

Just like Hawking, because he is too famous in the field of science popularization or science fiction, most people selectively ignore his academic level. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, scholars at the top of the disdain chain are either high-ranking popes or hermits who never care to explain anything to ordinary people

Looking at the excited senior brother Luo, Lu Zhou didn't get resonance from his excitement. Instead, he said with a little lack of interest: "I'm only interested in Riemann zeta function now. If it's about quantum chromodynamics I suggest you talk to other professors in the Institute of physical education. "

"Either quantum chromodynamics, I'm talking about Riemannian zeta functions!"

"Oh?" At last, Lu Zhou stopped his pen and turned his interested eyes to elder martial brother Luo

Lu Zhou doesn't believe that Dyson has studied Riemann's conjecture.

Although mathematics and physics are not separate, there is too much distance between analytic number theory and theoretical physics.

Put the stack of A4 paper on the table mountain, Luo Wenxuan held the table with both hands and said excitedly to Lu Zhou.

"To be exact, it's said that it's a diary written by Dyson himself. When my friend in Princeton went to the flint library for archaeology, he found it from the old man's hand You should know who I'm talking about. "

"The old man who always dressed himself up as a wizard in his nightgown?"

"Yes, he is Of course, this is not the point. The point is that we found this, "said Luo Wenxuan, picking up his mobile phone and shaking it, showing the photo to Lu Zhou." in Dyson's diary, we found the record of his conversation with Montgomery in the tea room. "

The eyebrows of the boat were gently raised.

"So what does that mean?"

Luo Wenxuan said excitedly: "they talked about Riemann's conjecture at that time. Although it sounds like a chicken talk, the final result is surprising! Can you believe it? The density function of the nontrivial zero distribution of Riemann function is highly consistent with the pair correlation function of the eigenvalues of random Hermitian matrixWhen the random Hermite matrix was heard, the expression of interest finally appeared on the face of Lu Zhou.

Keenly catching the change of Lu Zhou's expression, Luo Wenxuan smiles and pats the stack of A4 paper on the table with his right hand.

"Then I found out his paper in the next year's physics review Tell me, are you still not interested? "

"I'll see."

Sitting up from the office chair, Lu Zhou reached for the stack of papers printed on A4 paper and looked at them carefully line by line.

When he saw the second page, his face began to look unusual.

“…… It's amazing why when I was studying Riemann's conjecture, no one had ever heard of this paper. "

Sitting at the corner of the desk, Luo Wenxuan said with a grin: "in fact, it's not hard to understand. Before you make achievements, have you heard anyone discuss the proof idea of critical belt on mathover flow? It's been nearly half a century since we saw anything new. "

"That's right..." Looking at senior brother Luo at the corner of the table, Lu Zhou said casually, "can you find a stool to sit on?"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Luo Wenxuan touched his nose and slid down the corner of the table. "I'm used to sitting in my own office."

The more you look back, the more shocked you will be.

It's not because of Professor Dyson's own research results, but because of an almost magical phenomenon he found in his paper.

That is, the distribution density of the eigenvalues of an n-order random Hermitian matrix is p (λ 1,..., λ n) = C exp [- ∑ I λ I2] Πj > K (λ J - λ K) 2. By using Wigner's semicircle law and scaling the eigenvalues, the average spacing of the eigenvalues is normalized to Δ μ ~ 1, and the correlation function P2 (μ 1, μ 2) = 1 - [sin (π| μ 2 - μ 1|) / π| μ 2 - μ 1|] 2 can be obtained.

What does this formula mean?

It's nothing else. It's the pair correlation function of the nontrivial zero point of Riemann ζ function!

is as like as two peas!

"Very Interesting. "

Feeling his chin, the expression on Lu Zhou's face became more and more interested.

To be exact, it's not just interesting, it's incredible!

Why do the purest mathematical properties, such as the nontrivial zero distribution of Riemannian ζ function, relate to the most realistic physical phenomena, such as quantum system, disordered medium and neural network?

What does this magical connection imply in itself?

Think of here, the brow of land boat does not from gently wrinkly.

A certain premonition was telling him that he seemed to be approaching something quite close to the essence.

But what is the essence?

At this time, in the lower right corner of the computer on the desk, a pop-up window of new mail pops up, attracting the attention of Lu Zhou.

Noticing that Lu Zhou suddenly glanced at the sight of the computer, Luo Wenxuan looked at him curiously and asked.

"What's the matter?"

"New mail It looks like it's from the editorial department of the mathematical Yearbook. " Hold the mouse and click to open the mailbox, and see the unread email in the mailbox. Lu Zhou double clicks to open it, and returns at will.

Hear is "mathematics annals" reply letter, Luo Wenxuan is slightly Leng next at first, immediately excited ask a way.

"Have you finished?"

This "over draft" made the whole office quiet and listened attentively.

Especially he Changwen, who is sitting not far away, almost threw his ears.

Staring at the e-mail on the screen, the boat was rarely silent for a while.

After a while, he said in an uncertain voice.

“…… Not approved? "

The office was quiet for many seconds.

After a long time, all the people's faces appeared the expression of muddleheaded force.

Luo Wenxuan: "...?"

He Changwen: "...?"

Assistant and students: "...??"