That’s very reasonable, coupled with Tian Yanzhen’s slightly anxious tone, everyone was stunned.
They could only watch Tian Yanzhen co hurriedly, and then leave just as hurriedly...
Lott Degen was completely stunned, feeling that this trip to Huaxia was filled with oddities everywhere, instinctively looking at Pierre Derini, and asked a pointless question.
"So what do we do now?"
"What else can we do? Go to the hall. Are we not attending the conference?"
...
Outside the Hundred-year-old Lecture Hall, there were not only many mathematicians entering orderly, but also many journalists guarding various entrances, hoping to gain so scoops.
After all, for the journalists, the buzz around the Riemann Qiao Yu Theorem and the youngest Fields dal winner hasn’t completely faded yet.
Everyone hoped to seize this opportunity to interview a high-profile figure.
If they could luckily catch Qiao Yu for one or two questions, it would be the best, as Qiao Yu was certainly not lacking in attention, even though this hope was slim.
Even if they couldn’t interview Qiao Yu, stopping a big-na mathematician for a few questions would also be great.
Everyone enjoyed hearing these foreign mathematicians praise Qiao Yu, surely there’s attention to be gained there.
If they criticize or belittle him, even better. Although people don’t love hearing it that much, it can spark controversy or even conflicts, bringing even more attention.
Unfortunately, it’s difficult, as it appears that these mathematicians are quite reserved.
Moreover, so well-inford journalists also knew the story after Peter Schultz t Qiao Yu, which made things even more exciting.
If they could interview either of them in advance, it would be major news.
Unfortunately, they were likely to be disappointed, as the ti for the conference to start drew near, and fewer and fewer people lingered outside the Hundred-year-old Lecture Hall.
They never caught sight of Qiao Yu or Peter Schultz.
Alright, this seems normal too.
Maybe the Hundred-year-old Lecture Hall has internal pathways they’re unaware of?
By this ti, it was already 9:20, and most of the invited mathematicians had already entered the venue.
The journalists finally lost patience and began to enter.
Even though they surely wouldn’t understand much, capturing more footage was good too. After all, it wasn’t easy to get an entry ticket.
This conference was also full of topics.
Of course, there were so who clung to the last bit of hope, waiting outside.
Sotis luck really favors those who like to expect miracles, even though their thoughts are often a bit unrealistic.
Just five minutes before the conference started, a black car parked directly on the forecourt of the Hundred-year-old Lecture Hall.
Then a young man holding a bag under his arm pushed open the car door, with a phone in his other hand.
The journalists still waiting outside imdiately recognized the young man, their bodies reacting even faster than their minds, rushing over imdiately.
"Dr. Qiao, Dr. Qiao, I heard that after your conversation with Professor Schultz, he considered retirent. What did you talk about? Will this be reflected in today’s conference?"
The young man, who was walking quickly toward the Hundred-year-old Lecture Hall with his head down, suddenly stopped in his tracks, looked at the journalist who was already being blocked by the security at the entrance, and curiously asked, "Who told you that Professor Schultz considered retirent?"
"Many mathematicians are saying that," the journalist imdiately replied.
"Haha, that’s not true. Professor Schultz is just a bit down because he knows I plan to nail shut the coffin of old mathematics today! Sorry, but I’m going to be late. We’ll chat later if there’s a chance."
After speaking, Qiao Yu rushed into the Hundred-year-old Lecture Hall.
He delayed another minute; if he didn’t hurry, he would truly be late!
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