Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

When Lu Zhou came home, the sky was almost dark.

Going back to the long-awaited lodge, the moment the door was opened, the dust coming from him sneezed.

“I knew that I would ask a housekeeping company to clean it regularly.” Reaching his hand in front of his nose, Lu Zhou looked at the dusty porch with a headache.

Would you like to go to the hotel tonight for a night?

Thinking about it, Lu Zhou thinks it is still.

When he got to the hotel from here, it took him enough time to clean the bedroom.

It took about an hour, he took the broom and the rag, and finally packed up the study and bedroom.

Leaning against the wall and looking at the refurbished study, Lu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied smile on his face.

“Next, there is only one last thing left.”

Before going to sleep, he plans to finish his work today.

Although there is only one thing left to do.

Sitting at the familiar desk, Lu Zhou spent about half an hour writing his own resignation.

Looking at the sky that had completely darkened outside the window, he put two resignations into the drawer and turned to walk in the direction of the bedroom.

……

A special ceremony was held in the first lecture hall of the Princeton Institute of Advanced Studies.

After approving Lu Zhou’s resignation, Dean Goddard awarded him the title of Honorary Researcher.

This title is similar to the University’s Honorary Professor, and is awarded to Scholar who has made significant contributions to a research institution but cannot serve or continue to serve here for a variety of reasons.

“Even if you trace the history of the Princeton Institute of Advanced Studies, you are one of the most outstanding Scholars. As a colleague, your research results are also impressive.”

“Although I am sorry that I can’t work with you, I still hope that you can continue on the academic path no matter where you are.”

Lu Zhou nodded: “I will.”

Applause was heard in the lecture hall.

From the hands of Dean Goddard, Lu Zhou took over the certificate that symbolized the title of honor.

Counting before Isparu Principal awarded him the honor of Professor, as well as the former Columbia University and National Quemoy University, before that he has won the honorary title of three universities.

Although he did not deliberately collect the title in this respect, Lu Zhou was very curious. When he was old, the history book would use a full page to display the academic titles he had obtained.

After the ceremony, Lu Zhou was preparing to spend the rest of the time wandering around here, and the Ferfman Professor, who had worked with him to overcome the ns equation problem, suddenly stopped him.

Taking a pen out of his pocket, he said in a joking tone: “Although Princeton does not have such a tradition, I still want to send you something. This pen was collected by me at the International Mathematics Conference in Helsinki. It is also my favorite one, and I will hand it over to you later.”

Because of the beautiful mind shot by Lang Howard, Princeton has been famous for a while, and the most outsiders are talking about the Princeton-style tribute to the pen.

However, according to Nash himself, the presentation of the pen is only an exaggerated part of the director, and there is no such tradition in Princeton. However, after the film was aired, the stalk was unexpectedly welcomed by Princeton teachers and students.

After all, for the professors here, the most things in the drawer are probably the pens collected during the academic conference.

As for the International Mathematics Conference of Helsinki, which was mentioned by Fefferman Professor, it was the one he won the Fields Medal.

“Thank you,” he solemnly accepted this extraordinary pen, Lu Zhou laughed, and opened a play with a smile. “You sent me such a valuable gift. I am embarrassed if I don’t return.”

Professor Haha laughed: “You should give me something, gifts should be given to each other, I remember that Huaguo has this proverb.”

Lu Zhou guessed that what he wanted to say was probably a ritual, but that thing was not a slang, an idiom.

Laughed, Lu Zhou took a pen from his pocket and handed it over to him.

I took the pen from Lu Zhou’s hand and Fefferman glanced at him with some surprise.

“I didn’t expect you to be ready.”

“It’s just been taken with me,” paused for a moment, Lu Zhou continued. “By the way, this was collected at the mathematics home conference in Rio de Janeiro.”

“Yes? Then I have to keep it,” said Fefferman, and continued. “Right, let’s say, are your manuscripts still there?”

Lu Zhou: “I still have it, what happened?”

Fefman: “If you don’t plan to take it, I suggest you donate it to the Rocky Library. The librarian, old man, although he seems to be a little mentally normal, he has a very good set of paper documents.”

Upon hearing this proposal, Lu Zhou squinted.

Donate the manuscript to the library?

He had never considered this issue before.

Originally in his plan, he intended to give his students a commemoration. However, if you think about it carefully, it should be handed over to amateurs for safekeeping.

I can’t say which day he is in a whim, he can come back and see.

After all, in that page of paper, all of his efforts were devoted to it.

Lu Zhou asked in an uncertain tone: “Does the Rocket Library collect those pieces of paper?”

Fefman said with a smile: “Of course, and I think it’s not just a rocky library, I believe any museum will be happy to take over the information.”

……

After leaving the Institute of Advanced Studies, Lu Zhou went straight to the Rocky Library.

When he arrived here, the old man in his nightgown was leaning against the chair and squatting.

Even in Princeton, where the “freak” is all over the place, the geeks who don’t trim the margins to wear the gowns into the library are still rare.

Lu Zhou still remembers that the last time he came here to borrow Lehman Spitzer’s manuscript, the old man did not play tricks on him.

However, although there are many quirks, his love for books is really nothing to say.

Perhaps it is because of such a weirdo, the original documents and materials of this place can be preserved so well.

Seeing Lu Zhou at the door, the sleepy old man sucked his nose and made a weird laugh.

“You came?”

Looking at the smile that surprised me to the person who borrowed the book, Lu Zhou sighed said: “For so many years, are you not going to change shape? There is still a dry laugh.”

“What’s the relationship, and who cares what a Messy Old Man wears?” The old man laughed, reached out and touched the crutches, and stood up in trepidation. “Not to mention Princeton, who is full of geeks, I am actually the normal one.” “”

No, you are probably the most abnormal one.

Lu Zhou whispered in the heart, but did not say it, just greeted the sentence.

“When are you going to retire?”

Old man laughed: “Retirement? That may have to wait until the day I lie in the coffin.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhou looked at him with some surprise.

“I thought it was the age of your age that would avoid the word coffin.”

“Why should we avoid it? Just avoiding it can avoid death? We will all be decaying one day, but our wisdom and knowledge will be left for future generations to pay respect,” staring at Lu Zhou, old man’s face with opaque eyes. I smiled. “Let’s say, you are borrowing books, there are still other things.”

Lu Zhou: “I plan to return to China after a while.”

The old man said “oh” indifferently, without any reaction.

After all, he is only responsible for this library. As for the personnel changes of Princeton University and the Institute of Advanced Studies, it is not within his concern.

In the mind, he organized the language. Lu Zhou continued: “When I was cleaning the house, I found a bunch of manuscripts, including about Goldbach’s conjecture, and about the ns equation. It might take a little time to sort them out. …I mean, if you are interested, can you keep it for me?”

When Lu Zhou planned to donate the manuscript to the Rocky Library, the old man’s face finally showed an expression of interest.

“Of course, this is the wealth of civilization, give them to me, I will keep it for you.”

Lu Zhou laughed: “Is it a wealth of civilization, or give it to future generations to judge? I just think that it will be a little troublesome to bring those things back. Some suitcases are not necessarily installed. And if one day comes, I hope they will remain the same.”

Old man stunned his mouth: “You are relieved, just like you are an expert in the field of mathematics. I am also an expert in document preservation.”

“Yes? Then I am relieved,” paused, Lu Zhou said, playing with a smile. “Right, by the way, if I borrow my manuscript, do I still have to swear against the Bible?”

However, the old man does not seem to have a humorous cell in this regard.

For this joke, he said it with one glance.

“What silly words are you talking about, they are the wealth of civilization, and when you finish them, they are not just things that belong to you.”