The genius mathematician championed by the entire West, hired by Bonn as a W3 full professor at the age of twenty-four, beca one of the youngest full professors in Germany. Before turning thirty-five, he had almost swept through various mathematics awards.
Won the Ramanujan Prize in 2013; received the Cole Number Theory Prize and Fermat Prize in 2015; followed by the Leibniz Prize in 2016; 2018 Fields dal winner...
Hailed by academia as the Mozart of the mathematics world; a leader of the algebraic geotry revolution!
Lott Degen felt his brain’s imagination had never been as barren as it was today, because he really couldn’t imagine what this person discussed with Qiao Yu that could make him feel he might not be suited for mathematics.
Even international jokes aren’t played like this.
Lott Degen subconsciously glanced around the VIP room and indeed did not see Peter Schultz’s figure.
"What did they talk about?" After a long while, Lott Degen asked in an exclamatory tone.
"How would I know? I ca here with you, they t while we were still on the plane. Besides, if I knew, I wouldn’t be here making a fuss now." Pierre Derini sighed and said.
He regretted not coming a day earlier. If he had, he could have t with Qiao Yu along with Peter Schultz.
Though he appeared unruffled at the mont, he was like many others, feeling an itch of curiosity he could hardly contain.
Even knowing what the two talked about a second earlier would have been good.
"If you can’t see Qiao Yu, you can always find Schultz and ask him directly!"
"The problem is that he refuses to say a word. If you push too hard, he’ll just turn against you and kick you out. What can you do? Even though you’re the editor of the Mathematical Yearbook, he’s already questioning whether he’s suited for mathematics, so why would he care about your little bit of face?"
Pierre Derini sneered.
Lott Degen felt embarrassed; in front of Peter Schultz, his identity as the editor of the Mathematical Yearbook indeed didn’t hold much sway and had nothing to do with whether he continued researching mathematics.
Fields dal laureates’ papers, as long as there are no obvious flaws, are coveted by nurous journals. Not to ntion, Peter Schultz is still in his pri.
Which journal editor would foolishly offend such a big shot?
"So everyone is waiting for Qiao Yu just to find out what he and Peter Schultz talked about?" Lott Degen finally managed to say.
"Aren’t you curious?" Pierre Derini retorted.
Lott Degen was speechless.
He then nodded honestly and said, "I’m very curious! So curious I’m about to go crazy! Qiao Yu isn’t planning to co early this morning, is he? It’s almost nine, and the conference starts at nine-thirty."
Pierre Derini nodded silently and stood up irritably, saying, "I’m going to find Tian."
"I’ll co with you!" Lott Degen stood up as well.
Their sudden actions imdiately garnered considerable attention, but before anyone could ask questions, the person they were looking for hurriedly walked into the VIP lounge where they were settled.
Yes, they didn’t need to go looking; Tian Yanzhen ca voluntarily.
The attention originally on both of them imdiately shifted to Tian Yanzhen.
...
Tian Yanzhen just felt a headache.
After Qiao Yu talked to Peter Schultz, he naturally knew about Peter Schultz’s unusual reaction.
He could guess the content of the conversation was likely related to the project Qiao Yu recently applied for, probably about things like electronic computer quantum simulations.
But what exactly they talked about, he truly didn’t know.
Others believed he could contact Qiao Yu, but in reality, Qiao Yu had just said he had a significant breakthrough and needed to fully concentrate on so tasks, then turned off his phone...
Yes, turned it off! Tian Yanzhen couldn’t even find Qiao Yu, lest he interrupt his student’s breakthrough.
More absurdly, he finally contacted him yesterday, knew he was at the machine room rented by Xiyu Technology Company, and was inford he would arrive early this morning. However, just now, Qiao Yu suddenly called him...
Because he’s waiting for a result, he’ll arrive later. The morning eting with several big shots agreed upon yesterday had to be moved to after the conference.
Honestly, hearing this, Tian Yanzhen was about to go crazy!
eting these big shots in the morning doesn’t matter; the crucial thing is the conference can’t be delayed!
But before he could ask if Qiao Yu could arrive on ti at nine-thirty, the call was hung up, and there was no response whether he called or ssaged...
What could he do?
He could only suppress his anxious feelings and call Elder Yuan.
Fortunately, the elderly said, "You have to trust Qiao Yu, he knows the importance!"
This sentence sowhat eased Tian Yanzhen’s worries, and he could only deliberately co to make excuses for Qiao Yu.
"Everyone, sorry, due to so unexpected circumstances, Qiao Yu will arrive only when the conference begins. You don’t need to wait here; you can go to the conference hall first."
At this mont in the VIP room were those who had their front-row seats already arranged, the kind that wouldn’t be out of space even if they ca late because of overcrowding.
But in this situation, they could only look at each other, completely confused about what’s going on, and were almost driven to madness!
The conference was about to start, and suddenly there’s an unexpected situation. Would it affect the conference? What on earth is going on?
However, before everyone approached Tian Yanzhen, Qiao Yu’s ntor spoke again: "Everyone, sorry, I have to contact Qiao Yu again. We can’t let him be late for the conference. That would truly be a mishap."
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