RBCT Chapter 259 Another Crooked-Neck Monster
Chapter 259 Another Crooked-Neck Monster
At one o'clock in the middle of the night, a dormitory of Jinling Institute of Technology.
Kong Gaojie yawned profusely, exhaustion and sleepiness rushed over him like a tide. His thoughts were like rusty gears, with more and more rust, and he could no longer keep up with his thoughts.
The phone was propped on the table, and the video call was still going on.
Song He on the other side was obviously sleepy and yawned one after another. His face was obviously dark, like a flashlight that was about to run out of power.
Kong Gaojie lowered his head and scribbled calculations, occasionally glancing at the video.
It's so late and you're still up. Do you have to stay up all night to study?
A smile appeared on Kong Gaojie's lips. He was an expert at staying up late, and he drank at least three kilograms of coffee today, which gave him an obvious advantage.
Brother Song He, today I want to show you the super energy of the old senior!
"Have you seen the Chen-Simons theory?" Song He asked.
"How do you say that?" Kong Gaojie frowned.
"The kink of a closed manifold does not generate a homology group, but a number. I think we can learn from it..."
"How to solve the value of the corresponding polynomial at the unit root?"
"The expected value of the Wilson cycle, then we might as well try to find a norm-invariant quantity..."
The two were thinking and discussing, but the situation gradually changed.
For the past few hours, the two sides' ideas had been equally matched, like two flints colliding with each other, relying on the other's spark of inspiration to illuminate themselves.
But Kong Gaojie suddenly realized that in the past half hour, Song He's thoughts had been leading him, just like a snow mountain guide pulling a tired tourist, who could only barely keep up.
Kong Gaojie secretly reached his left hand under the table and pinched his thigh.
Wake up! Can't lose!
Never get sleepy! Thinking must be sharper than Song He!
His thighs ached, Gaojie became more awake and gradually caught up with the progress of the discussion.
"Can we make a standard transformation on the field to test the effect?" Kong Gaojie said.
"Similar to the wide-phase coordinate transformation?" Song He raised his eyebrows, "It's interesting, let me try it."
"The internal transformation of the field is local, and comparing fields at different points requires the introduction of new connections." Kong Gaojie reminded.
"After trying, this road is blocked." Song He shook his head, "When will you go to bed?"
"Doesn't it make sense? You need to calculate carefully, right? You can't rely on intuition." Kong Gaojie paused and asked calmly, "When will you go to bed?"
"I sleep for an hour now and then get up and continue research." Song He said.
"Get up and continue? Until how long?"
"All night long!"
Kong Gaojie's face trembled, was he really trying to stay up all night?
Dare you stay up all night after only one hour of sleep? You have such a loud voice! I want to see how energetic you are!
"I can still survive, you go to sleep first." Kong Gaojie gritted his teeth.
Song He didn't turn off the video, lay down on the bed, covered himself with the quilt and fell asleep instantly.
Kong Gaojie didn't take a break and was busy calculating the idea that Song He had just rejected. He felt that that idea could work, but Song He rejected it without careful calculation. This kind of academic attitude is absolutely unacceptable and it is easy to miss...
The pen tip on the scratch paper stopped, and Kong Gaojie was stunned.
This is really a dead end.
How did Song He judge so quickly?
…
Keihai University.
Dormitory 101, half past two in the middle of the night.
Song He sat up from the bed awake and radiant.
The phone was still propped on the table, with a video call on it.
On the screen, Kong Gaojie's eyes were blurred, as if his head had been bowed by a wizard, and his soul had escaped.
Song He sat down at the table. Kong Gaojie in the video was obviously frightened, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
"Holy shit, your complexion has completely changed!" Kong Gaojie couldn't believe it. "An hour ago, your complexion was still very bad!"
"Are you awake?" Song He said calmly, "How is your progress?"
Kong Gaojie glanced at him again in confusion, lowered his head to flip through the papyrus, and frowned, "I wrote a lot, and the handwriting is a bit blurry. Let me recognize it..."
Song He looked forward to it and waited silently.
Kong Gaojie stared at the scratched paper for a long time and shook his head in embarrassment, "The writing is too sloppy...I can't read it clearly."
"It doesn't matter. If you find a breakthrough point, you will definitely remember it clearly, which means it is all a matter of trial and error." Song He said, "When I just dreamed, I dreamed of several ideas."
Kong Gaojie was confused again, dreaming of ideas?
"The Bott periodic law of the unitary group is derived using the path of Riemannian geometry, and then..." Song He continued to talk.
"We already know how particles move in hyperspace K. Next we can consider..."
"There is a submanifold L in the symplectic manifold, which can be along... Brother Kong?"
Halfway through Song He's speech, snoring came from the video call. When he turned around, he saw that Kong Gaojie had fallen asleep on the table.
"Brother Kong, Brother Kong, Brother Kong?" Song He called continuously, almost shouting.
He wanted to wake Kong Gaojie up and ask him to sleep on the bed. Sitting on a chair all night would make his neck stiff. When they were working in the School of Biology, Du Lai and the others would sit in chairs and fall asleep all night. When they woke up, their necks would be crooked all day long.
But Kong Gaojie completely slept to death, like a snoring corpse, and would not come back to life no matter how he screamed.
Song He had no choice but to hang up the call.
Jinling Institute of Technology will have another crooked-neck monster tomorrow.
The dormitory was quiet, and Song He continued to wander around the boundary of mathematics alone, occasionally pulling the oxygen concentrator next to him to inhale for two minutes.
It felt like two people were climbing Mount Everest, and one person collapsed on the ground and died while climbing. As a teammate, he had no choice but to continue climbing the mountain alone with grief and anger!
It's half past four in the morning.
He trembled, raised his pen and quickly wrote a line of words on the paper.
Song He picked up the paper and looked at it carefully for a long time, with a smile on his face.
A new guess is born!
Not those rubbish conjectures that are mass-produced to make up scores, but conjectures that are truly beneficial to the advancement of mathematics!
The level is probably a step further than Sassoon's conjecture. Although it is not enough to cause a sensation in the entire mathematical community, it is enough to attract widespread attention in the topological mathematics community!
Moreover, at his current level, he can't see the direction of proof at all. It is an advanced product of an explosion of inspiration and can only be left to the world's top mathematicians to solve.
"These two weeks have been complete!" Song He said with emotion, "I finally bought a ticket to this grand palace of mathematics!"
He grabbed his cell phone and left a message for Kong Gaojie.
…
nine in the morning.
A dormitory at Jinling Institute of Technology.
When Kong Gaojie woke up, he first tilted his head and glanced at the window with empty eyes, and the sunlight shone brightly in.
Two seconds later, he suddenly came to his senses, and I actually fell asleep!
He hurriedly picked up his phone to check the time, and two messages caught his attention.
Song He: "Brother Kong, I tried my best to call you, but you obviously need to rest. For stiff neck, you can use a hot towel or apply Voltaren ointment. Voltaren is a non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drug. When applied on the neck, it can penetrate the skin and relieve the pain. The pain effect is significant.”
Song He: "I've found the big conjecture. I'll go to the professor to check it out. If the professor says it's okay, let's write a paper together. How about calling the conjecture the Songkong Conjecture?"
Kong Gaojie's mind was buzzing, and he was confused at first. Why should he educate me about stiff neck?
He didn't think much, his attention was completely attracted by the "big conjecture"!
Song He succeeded!
Kong Gaojie felt like he had been hit in the head. What did he miss while sleeping?
Why did you fall asleep! I can't even stay up all night, am I old? !
He was about to cry and smashed the table, filled with only regret!
Although Song He was willing to co-author a paper with him, he was more concerned about how the blockbuster conjecture was found... For mathematicians, the process is the most important!
After feeling uncomfortable for a long time, Kong Gaojie got up and walked to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
The moment he saw the mirror, he was stunned for a moment. He actually had a crooked neck?
He tried to twist his neck back, and suddenly there was a sharp pain!
"Holy crap, I'm having a stiff neck!"