Capítulo 636: Chapter 196: The Opening Ceremony’s Award Ceremony (Part 2)_2
It’s equivalent to spending five years, and getting nothing at all! Becoming just a backdrop for others!
And now, in front of thousands, his achievents are being credited to Qiao Yu! And of all people, the one doing this is the son he wants to recognize but doesn’t dare to!
He really wants to ask if there’s any justice left in this world?
Frank had to carefully control his facial expressions since he’d lost the project, lost the achievents. He couldn’t afford to lose his reputation and composure in the mathematics world as well.
So, he had to keep a smile on his face…
What Frank didn’t know was that so people around him, with the sa skin color, were discreetly watching his expressions. While everyone was intently listening to the speaker on stage, they whispered among themselves.
“Hey, do you think this guy feels miserable right now?”
“Of course! If I were him, I’d probably feel like dying!”
“Do you think Qiao Yu knows that this is his long-lost father?”
“Co on? Isn’t it obvious? You’ve seen the kid’s files, haven’t you!”
“Talking to you is so boring! It’s like saying nothing at all!”
“Hehe, if you’re not afraid of gossip reaching Mr. Zheng, feel free to blab everywhere. Guess why Mr. Zheng never ntions this to Qiao Yu?”
“Sigh… Really, I do feel a bit sorry for him.”
“Does a big professor from Berkeley need your pity? Can you have so self-awareness?”
“How big of a professor? He makes only twenty-sothing thousand US Dollars a year, and after taxes, it’s thirteen, fourteen thousand. He has a family of four to support, can he be as carefree as ? If not for help from both sides of the family, they couldn’t even pay the mortgage!
Look at Qiao Yu! Just the various bonuses from his school can reach a million a year. And now he’s about to earn another million, tenfold his salary! If I were him, I’d be spitting blood.”
“Shut up! At least he can father such an outstanding son. You, though?”
…
Fortunately, Frank couldn’t hear these words, or else he might’ve exploded on the spot, and then he wouldn’t have any chance to listen to what’s being said on stage.
After all, causing a scene in such a setting, security definitely wouldn’t tolerate it.
“… especially the Generalized Modal Axiomatic System, has opened a new door for mathematicians in Algebraic Geotry, Number Theory, and other fields.
Most importantly, he independently solved the Riemann Hypothesis, a problem that has baffled us for 160 years. So, let’s welco the last Fields dal laureate—from Huaxia, Qiao!”
…
At this mont, the emotions that everyone had long repressed were finally ignited! The applause roared like a tsunami at the Pennsylvania Convention Center, even resonating beyond its modern architecture.
It was no wonder, Pierre L. Lion introduced Qiao Yu’s achievents on stage for more than three minutes…
This was unprecedented treatnt that no previous Fields dal winners had received! Others had their accomplishnts summarized in less than a minute.
Of course, to many, this seed only fitting.
Just as Pierre L. Lion said at the end, Qiao Yu solved a problem that had troubled the world for over 160 years.
For just this alone, he deserved such an honor.
Even though he is still so young.
This made Qiao Yu quite satisfied with the elderly man on stage. The little notebook in his mind was put away again.
He had already stood up, heading towards the podium.
As he made his way through, he realized how thoughtfully the seating was arranged. Not surprising, considering it’s a mathematics event.
Along the way, he passed by the most important people to him. His ntor Tian Yan, his grand ntor Yuan Zhengxin, and his mother Qiao Xi.
“Thank you, Director Tian!”
“Congratulations!” Tian Yan stood up, gently patted Qiao Yu’s head amid the public’s attention, and then sat down.
Though no one could hear what they said amidst the roaring applause, everyone could see their intimate gestures.
“Grand ntor, don’t bla . I don’t even know why they awarded this prize so early.”
When he reached Yuan Zhengxin, Qiao Yu gently hugged the elder, then playfully whispered into his ear.
“Haha, don’t worry, I still want to see you win the Crawford Prize and Abel Prize!” The old man was still smiling broadly.
Finally, it was Qiao Xi’s turn.
This ti, Qiao Yu bravely hugged his mom tightly in his arms and whispered in her ear: “When I’m on the podium later, I might really not be able to see every face in the audience! That man must be there, but unfortunately, I can’t see where he is anymore! It’s up to you now.”
Qiao Xi didn’t say anything, just hugged Qiao Yu even tighter for a second or two before letting go.
“Alright, go on stage!”
“Hmm!”
The applause was so thunderous, no one knew what Qiao Yu said, not even those who could lip-read. Because Qiao Yu whispered into the adults’ ears, but this scene was faithfully captured by the caras.
All the way until Qiao Yu stepped onto the podium, the lenses of over a dozen caras were focused on this young face still carrying a hint of naivety.
…
At the sa ti, in Huaxia.
Philadelphia follows Eastern Standard Ti, with daylight saving ti creating a twelve-hour difference with Huaxia Capital.
It was already 9:40 PM. The live broadcast of the International Congress of Mathematicians’ opening ceremony, which aired simultaneously on Central dia’s first channel and online, had been underway for forty minutes.
And finally, this mont arrived.
Although it was a live broadcast, in the studio, they had invited two professors as guests who didn’t attend the conference. They were from Huaqing and Yanbei University.
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