"Joe, Joe, as the youngest Fields Medal winner in the world, how did you feel when you just learned that you won the award?"

"Didn't I just give my acceptance speech? You didn't get in, did you?" Qiao Yu replied in fluent English.

Mainly because this question was too boring, Qiao Yu answered it casually.

"Dr. Qiao, we have received news that although you have made great achievements in the field of mathematics and become a Fields Medal winner, you are still studying for a bachelor's degree in China.

In fact, you are at least qualified to be a professor in any university in the world, so what do you think is the root cause of this problem?

For example, is it because China’s education system is too rigid?”

"Ah? What does this have to do with the Chinese education system? The school has wanted me to graduate for a long time, but I don't want to graduate!"

Qiao Yu replied immediately.

I have to say that these reporters are very provocative.

Although he didn't want to pay attention to these reporters, after all, this kind of issue involved his alma mater, and he felt it was necessary to help Yanbei University clarify it.

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Obviously this answer made the reporter stunned, and asked almost subconsciously: "Why? You don't want to graduate?"

"Hey, uncle, I'm only seventeen years old! Can't you let me enjoy college life for two more years? Let a seventeen-year-old start working? Is it legal to employ child labor here? I'm not going to lie to you.

Huang Shiren in the old days was not like this!"

After saying that, Qiao Yu helplessly spread his hands and shrugged...

Many Chinese reporters nearby laughed out loud.

"Qiao, there is news from the BBC that your research can crack the law of large prime numbers, thereby threatening the security of the global digital system. Is this true? What is your response to this?"

This direct question made Qiao Yu stop in his tracks.

He replied seriously: "Yes, this is true! Just as true as the BBC's previous reports! And I also want to tell everyone that in fact, the Riemann Hypothesis is not my proof.

The fact is that I captured an alien, tortured him, and then got the proof process of the Riemann Hypothesis from his mouth!

Not only that, but even the generalized modal axiom system is actually the product of alien civilization. Oh, by the way, the geometric Langlands conjecture was also a problem that aliens helped me find.

I hope you will inform the BBC to rescue this alien as soon as possible, otherwise I will still be able to torture out a lot of things in four years, and I will probably be the next Fields Medal winner!"

"Ah? Really?"

"Really, Chinese people never lie! That alien is still locked up in the basement of my house!"

"Give me, please give me..." Zheng Xiwen and Zhang Mingyu, who were standing next to them, could no longer listen. Their movements began to become rude, and they no longer wanted to be part of the scientific research entourage!

There is no other way, we really can't let Qiao Yu continue talking nonsense.

There are a bunch of cameras nearby, and Qiao Yu's nonsense will definitely be broadcast. They are afraid that some Westerners will really believe it, which will cause trouble for the subsequent security work.

There's no way around it. In a place that already likes all kinds of conspiracy theories, and even the flat earth theory has millions of supporters, sometimes it's really hard to reason.

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many cameras at the scene, Zheng Xiwen would have simply blocked Qiao Yu's mouth!

How can there be so much nonsense every day that can make people worry to death?! Zheng Ximing clearly remembered that he told Qiao Yu repeatedly during class that he should be careful about his words and deeds outside...

"Qiao Yu, Qiao Yu, are you running your Weibo yourself?" Seeing that Qiao Yu was about to break out of the encirclement, the Chinese reporter became anxious and asked directly in Chinese.

"Haha, yes, that's just a joke! Am I particularly humorous?"

…

"Do you really think you are funny? Look at you, how do you look like you have won an award?! Is it funny to talk nonsense in front of reporters? The organizing committee also specially arranged a press conference for you. You are like this

How can I trust you to accept the interview?"

Without any surprise, when everyone sat down in the restaurant, Tian Yanzhen, who had seen all Qiao Yu's nonsense, began to scold him.

Zheng Xiwen next to him was very happy to hear this, and felt that Tian Yanzhen was simply his mouthpiece.

There was nothing he could do about it. It was okay for Qiao Yu to talk nonsense, but if something happened, he would really be in trouble after he went back. And he would be in serious trouble.

"No, Director Tian, ​​forget about those people slandering me! I'm not angry, really, but they actually said that our Chinese education system is rigid, and I can't stand it! Isn't this the same as saying that your thinking is rigid?"

Qiao Yu immediately defended.

Listen, not only does this kid not admit his mistake, he even dares to talk back...

Zheng Xiwen glanced at Qiao Xi and felt that the mother should take action. If she didn't give him a beating, he wouldn't know how to repent!

Unfortunately, before Qiao Xi had time to speak, Mr. Yuan next to him spoke up: "Yan Zhen, what does it mean to start a good celebration banquet and discipline the children right away? Qiao Yu was right.

A bunch of people are making things difficult for our children, but our children are not allowed to say anything back? How big of a deal is it worth talking about in private? The matter is over, so just stop saying a few words!"

Zheng Xiwen was speechless!

Confused, Mr. Yuan...

Just because he is a child, he cannot be spoiled. He must be scolded when he needs to be scolded, otherwise he will not become a useful child... Well, even if he becomes a useful child, he must be scolded, otherwise he will easily drift away...

It's a pity that no one can hear Zheng Xiwen's voice.

After Mr. Yuan spoke, Tian Yanzhen just glanced at the old man and simply closed his mouth.

The atmosphere began to become very good, and the old man had already pulled Qiao Yu to pick something from the menu...

But if you think about it carefully, Tian Yan really has nothing to do.

To be honest, there were three mathematicians sitting at the table, two of whom were Fields Medal winners, but he was not...

In other words, there was still a meeting in the afternoon, and the meal at noon was equivalent to a family dinner, otherwise he wouldn't have said so much about Qiao Yu just now.

What a pity...

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At the same time, at the buffet specially provided for the conference, Frank was absentmindedly putting a sandwich on the plate at the table, and suddenly heard someone calling his name.

"Hi, Frank."

Frank turned his head and looked over, and saw Dennis walking towards him.

If the person Frank wanted to see the least at this time was Qiao Yu, then Dennis was the person he wanted to see second.

After all, the other party gained something, but he didn't.

It's just that he used to be a partner, and when people greeted him specifically, he could only smile.

"Hi Dennis, congratulations."

"Hey, there is nothing to congratulate. Just think about Joe. My achievements are not worth mentioning. By the way, have you seen Joe?"

"I didn't see it. He must have gone to celebrate, right? When I left the show, I seemed to see them going back to the hotel directly from another passage."

Frank casually pointed across the street.

He really saw it. After the opening ceremony in the morning, he had been paying attention to Qiao Yu's movements in the crowd.

Mainly because he didn't want to run into Qiao Xi.

"No wonder we didn't see him after looking around. Hey, I thought he would come to the restaurant for dinner when his opening report was given in the afternoon."

Dennis said sadly.

"Oh. What are you doing with him?"

"I conceived a new project and wanted to invite him to collaborate. You know, his system of generalized modal axioms is very attractive."

Frank suddenly felt that he shouldn't have spoken so harshly.

"You can send him an email and make an appointment." Frank said casually.

"Don't mention it. He's been too busy recently and I can't make an appointment at all. I thought I could convince him in person. It seems I can only ask Pan. I hope Pan can help us."

Dennis shrugged and replied helplessly.

"Okay, don't worry, there are still several days of meetings, and he won't be so busy every day."

"Ah? Don't you know yet? Qiao will return to China tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. He said there are some important things and he won't wait until the closing ceremony. At least that's what he said in the email."

"Oh?" Frank was a little lost after hearing the news.

Leaving so early? He hasn't decided yet whether to meet this guy or not!
Chapter completed!