Chapter 300 Song Yao: I want to be on top! Yandong Garden. A layer of frost formed on the glass, blurring the figures in the room. Song Yao took a shower, changed into pajamas, and helped scoop rice while wearing white fluffy slippers. Xu Qingzhou looked at the girl who came over with two bowls of rice, and sighed in his heart that the cold goddess had become like a wife. Stewed spare ribs, twice-cooked pork, braised prawns, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and a seaweed egg drop soup. Song Yao didn't talk about losing weight anymore. She ate two large bowls of rice and shared her experiences during this trip with Xu Qingzhou while eating. She said that she met many industry leaders, many of whom she had only seen their names when reading papers and materials. The girl sighed and lamented that she didn't understand most of the time. Xu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Are you shocked?" Song Yao drank soup from the bowl, curled her lips and said, "I just feel like there are too many things I need to learn." "There is no end to knowledge. We are still young and have plenty of time in the future. Now is the time to slowly accumulate life experience. Why rush? Wait until you become an old lady and then you can feel the emotion."
Xu Qingzhou said this with great pride. He sometimes had this feeling, whether it was physics in the past or mathematics now, each field alone was enough for one person to study for a lifetime. A person's energy seems too small in the face of the vast knowledge of mankind. "Even if I'm an old lady, I can still beat you up." Song Yao was unhappy that this guy called her an old lady. Xu Qingzhou remained silent. Song Yao finished eating, propped her chin up, and muttered, "I'm already 19 years old, not young anymore." Xu Qingzhou glanced downward and said with emotion: "It's not small anymore." The bulge is higher than it was a year ago. "." Song Yao wanted to kick this guy out, but she held back because she still suspected that this was a reward for him. After dinner, Xu Qingzhou stopped Song Yao who was about to wash the dishes and asked her to have a good rest. When he came out, Song Yao was lazily lying on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, tapping on the screen with her fingers, and her two white feet were shaking gently. I guess she was comforting her injured best friend. Xu Qingzhou thought. After sitting down, Song Yao got up from the sofa and burrowed into his arms, "Teacher Xu, I'm so tired." The aloof school beauty Song is becoming more and more down-to-earth. Xu Qingzhou took a deep breath into her neck, smelling the faint fragrance, and asked, "Do you want to go to bed early tonight?" "No, I need to look up some more information." Song Yao rubbed her head against Xu Qingzhou's chest. It was still a bit difficult to participate in the industry forum with her undergraduate knowledge. A lot of content needed to be written down first and then look up information in the evening. There was almost no time to rest. In the past, I strictly controlled Xu Qingzhou's staying up late, but these days I have been as busy as a top and go to bed at 2 am every day.
"Then hold me for a while." Xu Qingzhou hugged the soft body. "Jiahui said she wanted to come over to play on Saturday." "What a coincidence, Guo Ziyang is also one of them." "They had another fight. Couples always have fights, but we didn't seem to have one." "Fighting? Song Yao, your hobby is a bit perverted." Xu Qingzhou pinched Song Yao's face and thought to himself that he was not crazy. Whether he won or lost the argument, wouldn't he be the one who suffered? Song Yao didn't say anything. Come to think of it, Xu Qingzhou was the type of person who was both shameless and arrogant. He was courting death in one second and immediately admitted his mistake in the next. Arguing seems quite exciting. Stop! I want to do the splits again! Song Yao suppressed her bad thoughts and replied to her sister seriously, but then she found Xu Qingzhou's hand sneaking under the hem of her pajamas. She lowered her eyes, ignored him, and messaged Ding Jiahui. Ding Jiahui was still angry about what happened yesterday. Song Yao was busy during the day, and she finally found time to complain at night: "Yaoyao, how can a boy be so stupid that he actually booked a standard room when he went out to sleep!" Ding Jiahui: "No, no, the more I think about it, the angrier I get!" Song Yao: "You can think about it from another angle. He is not tempted by the beauty, which also shows that Guo Ziyang is a person worthy of trust." In the dormitory, when Ding Jiahui saw this sentence, her typing hands paused, her anger dissipated a lot, and she suddenly felt that there was some truth in it. Ding Jiahui: "Is it the same with you and Xu Qingzhou?" Song Yao lowered her head and glanced at the hand moving around on her chest, complaining in her heart that Xu Qingzhou was "a complete pervert". She took a deep breath and tried to stay calm as she continued messaging Ding Jiahui. Song Yao: "Almost." 5 minutes passed. "Hmm~" A girl's soft snort was heard in the living room. Song Yao's body froze all of a sudden, and her face felt a little hot. It was because of this guy pinching her that she accidentally made some strange noises. Xu Qingzhou asked with a smile: "Rest early today?" Song Yao heard the teasing in Xu Qingzhou's tone, slapped Xu Qingzhou's hand away, stood up with a red face, and sat down at the table to read angrily. Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but sniff his fingers, which again caused Song Yao to look at him dangerously. This girl has such strong self-control. After expressing his feelings, Xu Qingzhou stood up, took out the manuscript, and continued to calculate. At about 11 o'clock, he stopped writing and went to take a shower. When he came out of the shower, he found that Song Yao had already returned to the bedroom. "Wow~ You say no with your mouth, but your body is very honest." Xu Qingzhou turned off the lights in the living room and returned to the bedroom happily. It was not until he reached the room that he felt something was wrong.
In the bedroom, School Beauty Song had just packed her suitcase. When she saw Xu Qingzhou coming in, she grabbed the rubber band on the bedside table and tied her hair up. crunch~ Before Xu Qingzhou could react, he was hugged by School Beauty Song and thrown onto the bed, with his hands still tightly held by her. "." Depend on! What the hell? Song Yao stared at Xu Qingzhou with a burning gaze. This guy had always taken advantage of her, so he had to give her back some face. Tonight, she's going to be on top! Xu Qingzhou struggled for a few times, but it was useless, so he gave up and said, "Be gentle~" After Song Yao came back from the seminar, their lives returned to normal. Xu Qingzhou focused his energy on the Polignac conjecture and concentrated on solving the estimation of the zeros of the Riemann zeta function and related functions. On November 11, the Indian Institute of Advanced Mathematics released its latest research paper, this time an improvement on the previous sieve method. These people previously introduced the Mertens constant by calculating the reciprocal of prime numbers, and then used the calculus technique on the Euler product of the zeta function to obtain a more accurate expression for the Mertens constant. The probability of successfully proving the Polignac conjecture in the original way was close to zero. It might be much better now. Of course, he didn't have time to study it carefully, and it would probably take a lot of time to complete the reasoning of this paper. The day after this news came out, Professor Thurst of Johns Hopkins University also announced that further progress had been made. It's a bit tit-for-tat. The people in the Weibo comment section are even more anxious than Xu Qingzhou. Some asked about Xu Qingzhou’s progress, and some expressed their hope to work together. On the afternoon of the 21st, he received two more calls. One was from Academician Chu, who said that he and Senior Brother Yang Yongze had read the paper and that there was some progress, but not much. He comforted Xu Qingzhou and told him not to panic and to just follow his own pace. The second call came from Professor Gu, who said the same thing as Academician Chu, asking him to keep a calm mind, saying that research requires stability, and that it doesn't matter if someone else gets ahead of him. Xu Qingzhou really wanted to say that he was not that panicked. In fact, after dinner on Saturday, he even played games with Song Yao and others. Four rows. "Guo Ziyang, you sold me out!" "You are a support, this is called a reasonable retreat~" Ding Jiahui was furious and pinched Guo Ziyang's neck. After a while, Guo Ziyang's screen went black. Xu Qingzhou came to the bottom lane and said to Song Yao, "Go check the grass." "Oh." Song Yao controlled the ice archer to walk towards the bushes, and the poor ice archer was knocked to the ground by three big men who emerged from the bushes.
"." Xu Qingzhou used the Sword Saint to rush forward and kill people indiscriminately. "Xu Qingzhou!" Song Yao glared at Xu Qingzhou, suspecting that he had deliberately let her go up to die. Xu Qingzhou wanted to ask if your "E" was deducted, but he could only say: "You got three for one, it's not a loss." "." Song Yao's eyes darkened. With outsiders present, she of course chose to forgive him to avoid damaging her image. Guo Ziyang sighed on the side, this is what status means. Look, after he hung up, Song Yao didn't say anything. The party was simple. We had hotpot together, played games, and relaxed for the whole night. On Sunday morning, everyone finished up the leftovers from last night and the four high school friends separated again. As soon as Guo Ziyang and Ding Jiahui left, Xu Qingzhou was pinned to the sofa and beaten up by Song Yao. The weekend is over. Song Yao is busier than before and is preparing to submit her paper at the end of November. Needless to say, Xu Qingzhou was also very busy. He went out with Song Yao in the morning, stayed in the library all day, and went home with Song Yao at 10 o'clock in the evening. The Riemann zeta function part was completed on the 23rd. He formally began to study the distribution of prime numbers. First, he went through all the properties of prime numbers. If we step out of the framework of analytic number theory, we can feel that there seems to be an invisible "gravity" between prime numbers. They will naturally approach each other to fill the positions not occupied by the product of smaller prime numbers. Thus, over a long interval at the lower end, the number of primes was greater than the prime number theorem predicted, until Littlewood showed that it actually oscillated back and forth infinitely about the median value. In addition to these, he also found that before Zhang Yitang, GPY and GL2, two very genius ideas, could not be put together to achieve the leap from infinite to finite. Interestingly, to understand why it fails, we can use an analogy with physics, probably because spectral theory is like gauge field theory, using Lie groups as a medium, but it just cannot renormalize general relativity. Recognizing certain properties of prime numbers will help us discover the patterns in their distribution. At least when completing each step, you can clearly know what you are doing and what the purpose is. Since the harmonic sieve method cannot fully analyze the distribution of prime numbers, we add the estimate of the exponential sum and the zero point estimate of the Riemann zeta function. After reviewing the research on prime numbers by his predecessors, Xu Qingzhou shifted his work focus to coupling several mathematical tools. Use an idiom to describe it: It's difficult to take a step forward. It's difficult. It's like putting an excavator and a Maybach together. Xu Qingzhou felt numb. After working hard for several days, at the end of November, on the 11th, Xu Qingzhou met his "future father-in-law" and "future mother-in-law" at the airport, and took the two of them around the school, taking photos and checking in. "This is Weiming Lake. Song Yao is studying in the Academy over there." Along the way, Xu Qingzhou introduced the school's famous landscape buildings to Lao Song and the other person. It's quite a coincidence that the last time Mr. Xu and Ms. Wang came, it was Song Yao who went to pick them up, and this time it was his turn.
Song Shisong listened to Xu Qingzhou's words, nodded from time to time, and looked at the boy who was talking beside him, and suddenly he realized something. Back then, Xiaoyao was still in his third year of high school. When the two families had their first meal at a hot pot restaurant, he felt that something was wrong with these two young people. More than a year has passed, and it is just as I thought. The cabbages in my own garden were eaten up like this. Fortunately, this kid looks pretty good. Zhang Junli and Song Shisong had the same idea. They made this trip specifically to see the living environment of the two young people. Just now when they were in Yandong Garden, they took a special look around the kitchen. There were pots, pans, and everything else. It was exactly like two young people living their lives. Whether you cook for yourself or eat at work if you are really busy, both are cleaner than ordering takeout. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Qingzhou took the old Song couple to the downstairs of the School of Economics to wait for Song Yao. As soon as the three people arrived, Song Yao had already gone downstairs with her schoolbag on her back. "Dad, Mom." Song Yao handed the schoolbag to Xu Qingzhou. Zhang Junli took her daughter's hand and asked with a smile, "Are you done?" "Well, I just submitted the paper." Song Yao nodded. After two months of hard work, she finally completed her first SCI paper. "It's good to finish the business. Let's go and eat first." The four of them walked out of the school gate while talking. The place for dinner is a private restaurant that focuses on authentic cuisine. They have all visited each other before, so there is definitely no awkwardness. Both Song Shisong and Zhang Junli have spent most of their lives in the system, so these topics are just right. Talk about the school landscape, express your feelings about the school's heritage, etc. At the end of the dinner, Song Yao couldn't finish her meal and had to share it with Xu Qingzhou. Zhang Junli looked back and forth between the two young men and asked with a smile, "Xiao Xu, Xiao Yao has bullied you a lot, right?" Xu Qingzhou's eyes were filled with tears, thinking that no one knows a daughter better than her mother! "Aunt Zhang, then..." Xu Qingzhou stopped abruptly, his foot was stepped on under the table. He turned around and saw Song Yao looking at him tenderly, considerately helping him to serve a bowl of soup, "Did I bully you?" Bah! Smiling but with a dagger hidden in the heart! Chilling! Xu Qingzhou gave School Beauty Song a tough look that said, "I'm telling you, what can you do to me?" At the same time, he moved his feet away from Song Yao's shoes without leaving any trace. Song Yao pursed her lips and secretly made a note of Xu Qingzhou. "That's not the case. She is very gentle. Besides, we are not alone after all. When two people are together, they will take care of each other's feelings, so there will basically be no conflicts." Xu Qingzhou continued what he had just said against his will.
It’s all for a happy life in the future. Song Yao nodded with satisfaction and helped Xu Qingzhou pick up a piece of meat. "Very good." Zhang Junli had already noticed her daughter's little actions, and her husband was right. Xiao Xu was the one who was bullied. Being able to tolerate a girl’s little temper and being humble in everything shows that you really like her. When two people live together, one of them has to learn to "give in". The tit-for-tat relationship will not last long. After seeing the house where the two lived and watching how they got along, Zhang Junli felt much more at ease this time. Song Shisong also smiled, thinking that Xiao Xu would have a hard time. Although this girl has always been quiet, she has actually inherited her mother's strength and also inherited his force. At 8 o'clock in the evening, the four people came out of the private restaurant in a lively manner. There were rooms at home, so of course it was impossible to let Lao Song and his friends stay in a hotel like last time. We walked around outside for half an hour before taking a taxi home. (End of this chapter)