Even Qiao Ze had made such an important proof, and he hadn't caught a whiff of it.
Recently, he was even dispatched by Qiao Ze to supervise a project for two sophomore undergraduates...
What made Xu Dajiang gloomy was that, calling Qiao Ze's phone, it was still turned off.
Sigh, after some thought, he still crawled out of bed.
He had stayed up until the middle of the night discussing things with the head of the Physics College yesterday and had only slept for a few hours.
Then early this morning, he was woken up by a barrage of calls from Chen Yiwen, and he couldn't even lose his temper.
Xu Dajiang didn't bother to wash up, but instead rushed straight to his study and opened the official website of "Mathematics Annual".
In no time, all his listlessness was swept away.
Indeed, at 4:10 am the day before, Qiao Ze's paper was posted on the homepage of the "Mathematics Annual" website.
Looking at the paper's title in large font, "Proof of the Existence of Solutions to the Yang-Mills Equations", Xu Dajiang broke into a broad smile, perking up considerably, especially when he saw the "School of Mathematics, Xilin University of Technology" in the author's affiliation section. It couldn't have been more pleasing to the eye.
The School of Mathematics had finally, under his, Xu Dajiang's, leadership, launched an assault on Huaxia's top mathematics schools!
Who would dare not acknowledge this?
Looking around the country, even Yanbei, which family could publish three "Mathematics Annual" papers in two months? Which family could casually tackle millennium problems? Which family could publish nine papers in top international journals within half a year?
Alas, Yanbei Mathematics Institute, nothing more than an empty title.
Even the Mathematics Research Institute at Hua Academy of Sciences is just so-so.
The future of Huaxia mathematics still depends on his own Xilin School of Mathematics!
After quietly admiring the paper's title and abstract again, Xu Dajiang casually downloaded and printed out five copies before finally leaving the study to clean up.
He didn't intend to read the paper; there wasn't enough time for that. But he had to print out a few copies first to distribute from his office to recent visitors. Five copies certainly wouldn't be enough; he could get more printed at the university later.
After all that was done, Xu Dajiang made another call to Qiao Ze.
This time he finally got through.
"Qiao Ze, it's , I heard from Chen Yiwen this morning that you dreamed up a way to calculate solutions to the Yang-Mills equations? Is it true?"
"It might be a direction. First, I need to prove that the constructed helical field shares gauge symmetry with the Yang-Mills Equations, then demonstrate mathematical consistency. After that, there's a difficulty, where I need to find the general solution for the control field and then transform it."
"Yeah, an unconventional mathematical structure. It includes some mathematical objects based on assumptions and possesses non-traditional symmetries."
Xu Dajiang felt his brain was somewhat inadequate.
But it sounded quite plausible, abstract enough at any rate.
If it weren't so abstract, this problem wouldn't have troubled everyone for so long.
"So, do you think this method would work to get the solutions out?"
"Oh... Well, I understand, but if you do manage to work it out..."
"Alright, alright, you go back to your work. I was just showing my concern."
Xu Dajiang didn't mind the busy tone on the phone.
It wasn't the first time Qiao Ze had hung up quickly, and it wasn't just with him.
The fact that he was willing to take his calls was face enough.
Those big professors from Yanbei Mathematics Institute, those kids may not even be willing to take their calls.
However, Xu Dajiang planned to note this down.
If, in the future, Qiao Ze could indeed solve the Yang-Mills Equations with the method he thought of in a dream, the kids of later generations would have yet another legendary story of a mathematician. Of course that was secondary; this triumph would be enough for him to brag about until his last day.