I am devoted to scientific research, but you want to trick me into having a love relationship?

Chapter 448 Xu Shouyun: Am I also a genius?
Outside the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun is shining brightly, the sea breeze is blowing, and the shadows of the trees on the lawn are swaying.

One of the differences between the United States and Xia Country is that there are fewer people.

Even the famous Plymouth is not like those tourist attractions in Xiaguo. It is crowded during holidays and even on weekdays.

Of course, the national conditions are different, and Xu Qingzhou doesn’t think the situation here is so good.

Xu Qingzhou was just drowsy when he was woken up by the school beauty Song with her hair tied up.

By the time the two of them went out, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

They first found a traditional British seafood restaurant in the Barbican area and after eating, they prepared to visit the Mayflower Museum. As soon as they left the restaurant, they received a call from Ms. Wang.

"Xu Qingzhou, tell me what happened." Wang Xiaping asked.

Xu Qingzhou could hear that Ms. Wang was unhappy, and he dared to say that if he was at home, he would definitely be beaten by the kid with the stretcher: "It's just a math problem I asked."

"Oh, it's a math problem. Then, what about that one million dollar thing?"

Wang Xiaping suspected that this guy did it on purpose.

When they learned from reporters that there was another 100 million bonus, they were completely shocked.

One million, in US dollars.

The couple converted it and it came to about 7 million RMB.

If you add in all the bonuses this brat has received over the past four years, it would be close to 10 million already.

I couldn't even imagine having so much money in my dreams.

For middle-aged people like them, you tell them how powerful the Riemann hypothesis is and how meaningful it will be once it is solved, but you never directly tell them how much money and impact it will have.

"Oh, yes, there is also a bonus, about 100 million. Not bad."

Xu Qingzhou sat in a chair and spoke with a tone of sudden enlightenment.

The prize price offered by the Clay Mathematical Research Fellowship in 2000.

There are seven Millennium Puzzles, and the person who solves them will receive a $100 million prize.

Song Yao was bundling up Xu Qingzhou's hair and listening to his tone. She thought to herself, no wonder Aunt Wang asked her to beat him hard.

You really deserve a beating.

Wutong Community.

Wang Xiaping hung up the phone with a complicated expression. She had the same idea as Song Yao and muttered, "This brat is so naughty all day long. He's still so childish even though he has a girlfriend. I didn't beat him enough before."

The couple had a wonderful day.

After the interview, various leaders came to express their condolences and thanked them for training such a good young man for the country.

nourish?

Wang Xiaping recalls.

Cultivate a ghost.

She and Xu Shouyun only have a technical secondary school education, which makes them not even considered highly educated, let alone elite education. They were basically left to their own devices.

Just live happily. For example, on weekends, this kid said he would stay in school to do his homework, but in fact he went secretly to surf the Internet with Guo Ziyang, and they all turned a blind eye.

She began to lament the impermanence of life again.

The only subject my son is good at is physics.

I also participated in some competitions. If I hadn't had some health problems at the time, maybe I would have been admitted like other people in the class.

As a result, he is now famous because of math problems.

Xu Shouyun held the teacup and sighed, "Now it seems that there is no need to save money for this kid to get married."

The two of them have saved a few hundred thousand yuan over the years, and they used to say that they were saving it for their son's wedding.

"It's still my wife's money. I don't think these two young people are in a hurry at all."

Wang Xiaping kept talking. Although she complained, she also understood that it was too early to get married.
She asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Xu Shouyun frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something important, and said thoughtfully: "I heard that sons inherit their genes from their parents. Do you think it is possible for me to be a genius too?"

"What's 3 plus 2 minus 5?" Wang Xiaping glanced at her whimsical husband.

"what?"

"What are you talking about? Just go to bed. You can't even count a card, and you call yourself a genius. People from Shu TV station will come to interview you tomorrow morning."

The remote town of Plymouth.

After Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao finished their meal, they went to see the replica of the Mayflower, took photos and checked in, then headed south along the long coastline to see the Smeaton Lighthouse.

The weather was still very good, with blue sky and white clouds and sea breeze blowing in the face. The two of them walked and stopped from time to time. Except for the fixed check-in locations, they were too lazy to take pictures along the way. They just focused on enjoying the scenery.

After walking along the coastline for a while, they saw the red and white lighthouse. From the top of the lighthouse, they could overlook the panoramic view of Plymouth Bay.

"It's comfortable."

On the beach, Xu Qingzhou took a deep breath. The two of them had been living together for too long, and he felt more and more that the days spent in the laboratory every day were not a human way.

“You can take pictures now.”

"Row."

The girl was wearing a white waist-length skirt and a sun hat. In the sunlight, her fingertips resting on the wooden railing seemed to be glowing.

It took half an hour to finish taking the photos.

"How's it going? Nice shot, right?"

Xu Qingzhou handed the phone to Song Yao.

Schoolgirl Song looked at the photo, nodded with satisfaction, raised her eyebrows, and added: "The main thing is that she is pretty."

After a pause, she handed the phone to Xu Qingzhou and said, "Take a few more cute pictures."

"Lovely, Teacher Song, you don't have a clear understanding of yourself."

Xu Qingzhou had a strange expression on his face, wondering where Song Yao got the illusion that she was cute from.

"I didn't hear what you just said."

"I said, that's totally fine, you're already very cute, and this type of photo is perfect for you."

Xu Qingzhou spoke righteously and his expression was sincere.

There's no way, someone has already clenched his fist.

School Beauty Song is still quite cute when she pretends to be cute. At least there is nothing unusual about her in the photos. She has big watery eyes and sometimes pouts.

As soon as the two came down from the lighthouse, Xu Qingzhou received a call from Professor Roberts.

Professor Roberts said, "I'm sorry to interrupt your happy vacation. I came to confirm the time with you. The report will be on the 20th of next month at o'clock in the morning. Is there any problem on your side?"

"Yeah, no problem."

Xu Qingzhou nodded.

"Okay, enjoy your vacation. Your diploma and degree certificate have been received. You can come and pick them up when you have time."

Professor Roberts said with a smile.

Xu Qingzhou also accepted the invitation from MIT and became a full professor.

According to the school's arrangement, a formal awarding ceremony will be held for him on June 6, along with a 20-minute inaugural speech, or more precisely, an academic report.

Of course, there will be three more days of group discussions.

This can be said to be a "second peer review" to prove the results. To a certain extent, its importance is no less than journal publication.

For example, when Andrew Wiles proved Fermat's Last Theorem, even though the paper had been published in the Annals of Mathematics, he still responded to doubts and fixed loopholes through multiple academic reports.

In addition, it can also deepen exchanges with various schools of thought.

As I said before, academic progress comes from communication.

As for graduation, everything was kept simple. Xu Qingzhou refused the graduation ceremony and his only request was to wear a set of doctoral gowns.

(End of this chapter)