A Single Mind, Two Uses

Ou Ye's BSD Conjecture research team can be summarized as follows: the wife of God of Mathematics + two genetically gifted geniuses + an inspirational Beijing native.

Zhou Yu'an suddenly arrived at the "BSD Conjecture War Room." He quickly observed the three students and everything in the room, then asked, "Who is Zhao Tian?"

Zhao Tian raised his hand. "I... I... I am Zhao Tian."

Zhou Yu'an looked at Zhao Tian: "I guessed it was you too. You look the oldest in this room."

"How embarrassing, Teacher Zhou. I'm only 22 years old this year, still a baby." Zhao Tian chuckled. He was naturally outgoing and could easily become buddies with strangers after a few words.

"Zhao Tian, you've been recommended for graduate studies in the School of Mathematical Sciences, right?" Zhou Yu'an asked.

"Yes, I should be starting my master's program in September. My supervisor is Professor Liu Guoli. Of course, I'd like to study under Sister Yezi, but unfortunately, she's not in good health and doesn't supervise graduate students."

"Oh, Lao Liu is a really good guy. He's kind-hearted, considerate of his students, and very capable in his field," Zhou Yu'an nodded, then turned to Xiao Yun and Zeng Han and asked, "What year are you two in?"

Xiao Yun introduced herself confidently, "Hello, Teacher Zhou, my name is Yun Yimiao, I'm a junior now, and I'll be a senior this September. You can call me Xiao Yun."

Zeng Han remained expressionless. "Hello, Teacher Zhou, my name is Zeng Han, I'm a sophomore, about to be a junior."

"Your team has an astonishingly low average age. Apart from Ou Ye, the oldest is only 22. You're practically a bunch of 'boy scouts' who could go straight into battle in the field of mathematics. Alright, I got it, I'll remember you."

Zhou Yu'an's gaze fell on a handwritten document on the table. "This is Ou Ye's manuscript, right? Let me take a look."

Zhao Tian moved to block the table, chuckling, "Teacher Zhou is also interested in the BSD Conjecture?"

"You won't let me see it, huh?" Zhou Yu'an's face hardened, a hint of murderous intent emanating from him.

"This... Teacher Zhou, please don't put us in a difficult position, I beg you." Zhao Tian stood firm, determined to live or die with Ou Ye's manuscript.

Zhou Yu'an's expression suddenly changed. He patted Zhao Tian's shoulder with a kind smile and said, "This young man is quite good; he has a very strong sense of confidentiality."

Zhao Tian was a little confused; he didn't understand Zhou Yu'an's purpose in coming.

Just then, Zhao Tian's phone rang; it was Ou Ye calling.

"Hey, Sister Yezi. Oh, show this to Teacher Zhou Yu'an... Um, if there's anything you don't understand, you can ask Teacher Zhou... Okay, got it!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Tian presented Ou Ye's manuscript to Zhou Yu'an with both hands.

Zhou Yu'an took the manuscript, pulled up a chair, and sat down. "Shortly after the three of you left the hospital, I went to visit your Sister Yezi. Entrusted by Ou Ye, I came to take a look at your preliminary research results on the Strong BSD Conjecture. Since you three know who I am, you must also know my main research area. Yes, my main research area is Partial Differential Equations and Differential Geometry. You three must be wondering why someone who mainly studies Partial Differential Equations and Differential Geometry would be looking at your BSD Conjecture?"

Zhao Tian waved his hands repeatedly. "No, no, no, no doubt, there's no doubt at all! Sister Yezi is our goddess, Teacher Zhou is our god. We're more than happy to welcome our gods to help us!"

"Wow, I've become a male god? Then in your hearts, wouldn't Shen Qi be the king of gods?"

"They're all the same, all the same. While everyone has their own area of expertise, there's no difference in divine status."

"Zhao Tian, you're quite the clever little devil," Zhou Yu'an laughed heartily, then said with some regret, "It's a pity you followed Zhao Tian Liu. If I had met you earlier, I would have wanted to take you on as my master's student. Have you considered joining me for your doctoral studies?"

Zhao Tian poured himself a cup of tea and placed it on the table next to Zhou Yu'an: "Hehe, there will be opportunities, there will be opportunities. Thank you for your kind offer, Teacher Zhou."

Xiao Yun suddenly said, "Teacher Zhou is an expert in Partial Differential Equations and Differential Geometry. I think it's normal for Teacher Zhou to review our BSD Conjecture proof scheme. The BSD Conjecture is a number theory problem, but solving this number theory problem requires the use of Elliptic Curve. As we all know, Elliptic Curve are a very young branch of mathematics, at the intersection of multiple branches such as number theory, Algebraic Geometry, and Differential Geometry. So, could Teacher Zhou please review our scheme and see if there are any flaws?"

"Hmm." Zhou Yu'an nodded, then couldn't help but glance a few more times at the young and fashionable female student who was about to enter her senior year of college. "Xiao Yun, you said your full name is Yun Yimiao? Which 'Yi' and which 'miao'? It can't be 'Yimiao of a second,' right?"

Xiao Yun smiled innocently, "Fire to the fourth power, Yi. Water to the third power, Miao. You might not believe it, but my parents are Senior Intellectuals, but their naming theory was based on supplementing what's missing in the Five Elements. The fortune teller said I lacked fire and water, so I was named Yun Yimiao... Ugh, I really want to change my name. Yun Yimiao is so embarrassing... A woman who can only last one second is a loser!"

Zhou Yu'an was amused by the girl. "What a coincidence, I'm also lacking the water element in my birth chart, which is why my name has the character 'rain' in it."

Zhao Tian: "Let me tell you a secret, I'm lacking something in my destiny..."

"Judging from your accent, Zhao Tian, you're from the capital, right? You people from the capital have one thing in common: you're all incredibly poor." Zhou Yu'an flipped through Ou Ye's manuscript, glancing at Zeng Han out of the corner of his eye. "Zeng Han, actually, I remember you. You were admitted to Peking University at fifteen or sixteen, won the national finals gold medal in the CMO, and were a child prodigy. You're the youngest in this room, but why do I find you the most dull?"

"Besides math, I'm not interested in any other topics. I'm a pretty boring person," Zeng Han said in a rather uninteresting tone.

Zhou Yu'an sized up the tall, thin, and aloof-looking young man with considerable interest. "Zeng Han, your cold demeanor is just like Ou Ye's from over a decade ago. Although your Sister Yezi Ye was cold, at least she was interested in men besides math. So, Zeng, you shouldn't be too obsessed with math. You should find a man... oh no, you should find a woman, you still need to find a woman."

Zeng Han: "Looking for women is a waste of time. Teacher Zhou, you're not married either, are you?"

"Zeng Han, you're not being honest. You said you're not interested in anything except math. If you're not interested in anything else, how do you know I'm not married? Yes, I'm not married. I'm not married because... Okay, let's not talk about that anymore. We've gone off on a tangent. Let's get back to the topic: the BSD Conjecture."

Zhou Yu'an had already mastered the art of multitasking; while chatting with the three students, he was inputting the core content of Ou Ye's manuscript into his brain.

While talking about unrelated topics, Zhou Yu'an was doing math in his head, managing to do both without neglecting either.

When Zhou Yu'an stopped talking and focused all his attention on mathematics, he was deeply attracted by Ou Ye's manuscript. His intuition told him that Ou Ye had finally found a viable and effective solution, and that Ou Ye's proposed plan was quite impressive...