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"If that's the case, that's great! I can participate in the project and give you advice."

Peter Schultz had said so much, and Qiao Yu readily agreed.

Anyway, he is not familiar with Microsoft.

Since Peter Schultz doesn't think there is anything wrong with this, even if there is any unpleasantness in the future, it will only be between Microsoft and the company.

It's all little things.

As long as he is in China, Microsoft wants to swallow him up, and with Lao Zheng and Xiao Zhang backing him up, he is not afraid at all.

"Trust me, you won't be bored. This is a very challenging job!"

Peter Schultz said happily.

After finalizing the business, the two had almost reached the banquet hall where the dinner was to be held.

"Go and enjoy the dinner tonight. I won't go in with you. After all, today you are the one... um? Um, you changed into this outfit specifically to attend the dinner?"

Peter Schultz noticed that Qiao Yu had changed into a very casual outfit, a pair of blue jeans and a long-sleeved light white T-shirt.

"Is it not good? Let me tell you, this shirt is made of pure cotton and is very comfortable to wear. It's from Reebok, a brand name!"

Qiao Yu pulled the T-shirt on his body, showing its unparalleled elasticity and said.

Peter Schultz smiled as if he had thought of something, and then said with emotion: "It's great to be young!"

Then he shook his head, quickened his pace and walked into the banquet hall.

Qiao Yu decided to forgive Peter.

Germans, it's understandable that they don't have a sense of humor...

However, he still turned around and asked Zheng Xiwen who had caught up with him: "Old Zheng, don't I look more handsome in this outfit than in a suit?"

Zheng Xiwen looked at Qiao Yu who looked younger and more energetic after changing into new clothes, and thought that this guy did it on purpose...

But he still nodded and resigned himself to his fate and praised: "Yes, even more handsome!"

……

As he entered the banquet hall, Qiao Yu immediately heard applause.

Then Qiao Yu roughly understood why this kind of dinner party is called the world of fame and fortune in Western society.

Looking around, all the men and women were wearing decent formal attire. Even those who had been chatting in groups of three or four now looked at him and applauded.

This is probably the respect given to the world's youngest Fields Medal winner. It is also the reason why Peter Schultz was reluctant to walk into the hall with Qiao Yu.

From this angle, his casual outfit was indeed a bit too casual.

But it doesn't matter. As I said before, even if young people do something unorthodox, they are worthy of forgiveness.

Not to mention that he just changed into a more casual outfit. He was still a long way from being a heretic.

So Qiao Yu raised his hands with confidence and waved them around randomly as a way of thanking everyone.

Young and frivolous...

There's nothing wrong with dressing younger. Wearing a suit makes you look old-fashioned.

After looking around, Qiao Yu quickly saw Mr. Yuan and Qiao Xi not far away.

Then, without waiting for the person holding the wine next to him to come over, he strode over.

"Mr. Yuan, Mom. You came first."

Yuan Zhengxin was still smiling and hadn't replied yet. Qiao Xi glared at Qiao Yu and asked, "Why did you change into this?"

"It makes me look younger. Besides, I didn't win the award because of the clothes I wore. It was mainly because of my talent, don't you think, Grandpa?" Qiao Yu said, holding Yuan Zhengxin's arm.

"Haha, yes, yes, yes, this outfit makes you look more energetic. I think it's great! As for the child, he still looks energetic in this outfit."

After the old man said this, Qiao Xi just glared at Qiao Yu and said nothing.

But she got used to it.

It was like this when she was a child. Qiao Yu was always good at pleasing the elderly. Back then, Qiao Yu's grandfather was always coaxed into standing on his side unconditionally. When she wanted to beat this kid, she would be scolded by her father instead.

After so many years, he still has his skills intact. It’s hard for this guy.

After finishing the clothes issue, Qiao Yu said again: "Grandpa, pick up my mom to talk about something!"

"Okay, go ahead. I asked her to come to the dinner so that she can interact with more mathematicians. See if she can find a topic she likes. It's the same if you take her around."

Yuan Zhengxin said with a smile.

This is true.

After all, he is old, and in recent years he has focused most of his energy on education, so his exchanges with the international academic community are nothing like before.

On the contrary, Qiao Yu is the truly popular mathematician now.

"No, I'm just going to have a few words with my mom. Let her follow you later! If I take her around, she'll probably pull my ears!"

Qiao Yu complained, then pulled Qiao Xi to a small corner of the banquet hall.

In fact, no matter where Qiao Yu went today, people would probably look at him sideways. It was simply because they saw Qiao Yu talking to Qiao Xi, and no one would be so blind as to come over at this time.

Except Lao Zheng.

When Qiao Xi was the only one left, Qiao Yu winked and asked, "Mom, didn't you see Professor Frank just now?"

Qiao Xi frowned first and asked, "Professor Frank? Which Professor Frank..."

Then he quickly came to his senses, glared at Qiao Yu, and said unhappily: "Professor Frank introduced several, but I didn't see the one you mentioned."

"Normally, he should be attending the dinner today. If you see him, and want to pour wine on him or smash glasses, go ahead and do it. I'll support you!"

Qiao Yu gave an encouraging remark with great enthusiasm.

Qiao Xi rolled his eyes at Qiao Yu, then turned around and went to look for Mr. Yuan.

She was afraid that if she chatted with this boy for a few more words, she would not be able to help but pull his ears at the dinner party.

I heard that there will be many reporters attending tonight's dinner, and Qiao Xi doesn't want Qiao Yu to cause any big news in Philadelphia again.

Qiao Yu didn't even have time to feel sorry for Qiao Xi's attitude. He couldn't help it. Someone had been waiting nearby, and when he saw Qiao Xi leave, he immediately came over.

"Congratulations on winning the Fields Medal, Joe, you're amazing. By the way, please allow me to introduce myself. I'm Professor Luis José from the School of Mathematics at the University of San Francisco Javier Chaquez."

"Hello, Professor Jose, what can I do for you?"

"Joe, what do you think of the pseudospectral theory?"

"Um... Professor Jose, have you eaten yet? Why don't we go get something to eat first?"

……

An hour later, Qiao Yu hid in a corner, with a look of "keep away from strangers" on his face.

There was no way, the mathematician's dinner completely overturned his perception. Shouldn't it be like in the movies, where everyone chatted politely for a few minutes and then left politely?
What's the point of talking to him about random research projects? Pseudospectral applications in Gaussian beam propagation...

What the hell is this? How can we control the topological changes of the pseudo-spectral set by adjusting the perturbation of the operator?

Is there such an unpopular research in mathematics?
What else are there? Non-Hermitian spectral problems, shape optimization in inverse problems, super-discrete dynamical systems...

It was fine that the food at the buffet wasn't tasty, but after an hour, he felt more tired than when he dealt with those visiting professors in China.

These were things he had no impression of at all, which made Qiao Yu start to wonder if these people were deliberately trying to disgust him. Tell him there were more things he didn't understand...

But after a while of sulking, Qiao Yu adjusted his mindset. He is a Fields Medal winner.

Qiao Yu turned around and planned to say hello to Zheng Xiwen, then walk around for a while, chat with some acquaintances, and then go back to the hotel to rest.

But a fragrant breeze blew over, and then a typical Western beauty, wearing an evening dress and holding a glass of champagne, stood in front of him.

With blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin, and light makeup, her surprising cleavage and long legs that are faintly visible under her long skirt are really eye-catching.

"Hello, Qiao Yu, nice to see you again."

Qiao Yu glanced at the low-V evening dress, then turned his head to look at Zheng Xiwen behind him. Old Zheng seemed to have no expression.

So Qiao Yu asked in surprise: "Huh? Seeing me again? Have we met before?"

The beauty shrugged helplessly, "Well, at the press conference this afternoon, the reporter from the New York Daily News, Grace Abigail. In fact, it's only been a hundred minutes since we last met."

Qiao Yu suddenly understood, nodded and said, "I see. Hello, Ms. Abigail. I didn't know that reporters could attend tonight's dinner."

"Ms.? This doesn't sound like the address you would use. In fact, it doesn't have to be so formal. You can just call me Grace like your other friends. This is more suitable for our age, isn't it?" "Okay, Grace, what's the matter?" Qiao Yu shrugged and said casually.

"Well, actually I admire mathematicians very much, especially young mathematicians like you. I'm curious about your daily life, so can you tell me about it?"

Grace held the wine glass and looked at Qiao Yu and asked, with just the right hint of inquiry in her eyes.

Qiao Yu thought for a moment and asked, "Um... when you were in high school, were there any boys in your class who were like nerds? They had good grades but didn't like sports.

Every day, whether in class or not, he would hold a book and read or do exercises. He didn't pay attention to what others were doing, and he didn't have many friends around him. He seemed very lonely and unsociable, and was even bullied occasionally..."

At this time, Grace had covered her mouth with one hand, and looked at Qiao Yu with disbelief and a hint of sympathy: "Oh my God, don't tell me that your life was like this before?"

Qiao Yu nodded seriously and continued, "Well, if you think about the life scene I just described above in reverse, it is my daily life."

The turn was a little too quick, and Grace didn't react for a moment...

But the reporter obviously got the point: "Ah? You mean you don't like reading, you exercise regularly, you have a lot of friends, and you even bully others occasionally?"

Qiao Yu believed that this woman was really a reporter. At least she had a good memory and was quick to react.

"That's right! And when I bully people, I like it most when the majority bullies the minority. After all, I have a lot of friends!"

"Haha, it turns out that mathematicians can be so humorous, you know? When I was in high school, my least favorite teacher was my math teacher. Really, he was just an old-fashioned guy wearing a pair of black-framed glasses.

I have never seen him smile! I always thought that mathematicians were serious like him and had no sense of humor. It seems that this view is too biased. "

"Of course, mathematicians are very humorous. I just met a lot of humorous mathematicians. Guess what, they explained to me a lot of mathematical concepts that I had never heard of, so I hid here!"

"I see."

Grace smiled even more happily, and then took a bold step closer, looking at Qiao Yu with a somewhat sticky look...

"How about we go to a quiet place to have a drink? You can avoid those boring mathematicians, and you can tell me more about your usual bullying.

I'm very curious about this. You know, I can't imagine how a guy like you with excellent grades can bully others! "

Qiao Yu only felt that the fragrance around him was stronger. He blinked subconsciously and said, "Um, Auntie..."

Hearing this address, the woman opposite was obviously stunned for a moment, and then she heard Qiao Yu's harsh voice entering her ears.

"Um...my mother is over there..."

As he spoke, Qiao Yu pointed in the direction of Qiao Xi across from him, then revealed a shy expression of a young boy.

"Before I came here, my mother specifically told me that if anyone wanted me to go out, I had to get her permission first. And she also asked me to go back with her later.

Auntie, you may not know that in China, I am a minor at my age. No matter what I do, I must get my parents' permission first. "

Grace felt a little dizzy...

This guy called her aunt? In an instant, Grace seemed to understand how Qiao Yu usually bullied people.

The most important thing is that she is only 23 years old this year. Can't this damn guy tell that she is still a very young woman?

And what the hell is it that I have to report to my mom?

Just now she thought that this young man was easy to deal with, and the only trouble was the middle-aged man who always followed him. But she was still very confident.

After all, followers always have to obey orders.

As long as she could handle Qiao Yu, they could always get some time alone together. Now it seemed like she was being wishful thinking.

This young man seems to be a little blind...

"Um, wait, did I hear you wrong? What did you just call me?"

After a long while, Grace finally reacted and asked subconsciously.

"Auntie? In our China, this is a very respectful title for ladies." Qiao Yu said with certainty.

"Damn it! I'm only twenty-three!"

Grace puffed out her chest and said in annoyance.

"Uh, I'm seventeen! In China, if we meet a woman who is six years older, we teenagers call her that."

Qiao Yu said innocently.

……

Finally, the beauty left angrily. Perhaps she was trying hard to hold back her anger and not pour the half glass of wine directly onto Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu excitedly walked to Zheng Xiwen and asked, "Uncle Zheng, could that be the legendary sugar-coated bullet?"

Zheng Xiwen spread his hands helplessly and said, "How could I know? This is in the United States. We can't investigate every person who is close to you.

But she did show up at the press conference this afternoon. She was sitting in the middle of the second row. But she was wearing a black and white striped business suit.

After hearing what Zheng Xiwen said, Qiao Yu was a little disappointed and asked suspiciously, "So Grace might really like me? That's a pity."

"Although I can't be sure, but judging from this style of behavior... um, wait, what are you feeling sorry for?"

Zheng Xiwen looked at Qiao Yu in surprise, who looked regretful.

Qiao Yu glanced at Zheng Xiwen with disdain and said, "We are all men, I don't believe you don't know what I'm talking about!"

Zheng Xiwen looked at Qiao Yu speechlessly, and confirmed with his eyes that this man was his real father.

"Um...Qiao Yu, you have a girlfriend in China."

"Hey, you even know this? But who says a man can only have one girlfriend in his life! And how can there be only one woman behind a successful man?"

Zheng Xiwen was silent. He didn't know how to answer this question.

"Haha, I'm just kidding. Old Zheng, you really have no sense of humor. Let's go and say hello to my mom. I'm going back first. By the way, we're leaving the day after tomorrow, right?"

"No, I'll take a direct flight to Beijing from Philadelphia International Airport at 3:10 tomorrow afternoon."

"Huh? Didn't they say there were no direct flights from Philadelphia to Beijing when we came here? We even had to transfer."

"Well, we borrowed a large private plane and applied for a temporary non-scheduled flight permit."

"Private plane? Then can we leave two days later? Mr. Yuan said my mother wants to wait until the closing ceremony is over before leaving. She has never been on a private plane in her life!"

"The flight route has been applied for, and the floating window for departure is only three hours. Do you think you can wait a few days? And we are riding on someone else's plane this time. It just so happens that a business team will return to Beijing tomorrow.

Besides, if you work harder, your mother will have many opportunities to travel by private jet in the future. Really, there will be a lot of people willing to rent one for you."

Qiao Yu liked this explanation, nodded, and said, "What you said makes sense. Then I'll listen to you, Uncle Zheng. I'll go tell my mother."

"We can discuss the itinerary when we leave tomorrow. But it is still necessary to go back early and rest today."

"OK! I'll listen to you. You are a professional, Uncle Zheng." Qiao Yu said readily.

He was tired of staying in Philadelphia anyway.

The food wasn't good enough, but he was also restricted from going out to play, staying in the hotel every day, and being harassed by a group of people...

It's not interesting at all. It's different when he goes back. He plans to go back to Xingcheng while Director Tian, ​​Mr. Yuan and his mother are still in the meeting here. No one can control him. He feels excited just thinking about it.

……

"I'm sorry sir, our agents who tried to contact the target failed. We didn't even find a chance to get the other party to make an offer."

"Why doesn't he like this type?"

"Well, the target seems to think she is too old..."

"Too old? Damn it, can't you find someone younger?"

"Well, in fact, it is difficult for us to find people of the right age to attend mathematician dinners. You should know that a teenager cannot be a reporter, let alone a genius mathematician. And the latter is completely impossible to fake, and it may be possible to chat for a few minutes and... you know."

"Don't those old men have daughters or granddaughters or something? It shouldn't be difficult for you to create an identity."

“Well… Actually, this is difficult. You may not know that in such highly professional social occasions, mathematicians attending the conference usually do not bring their families.

And even if there are people who are of the right age, they are rare, and those who have enough status are unwilling to do so. We can’t force them, and it’s not even convenient to contact them, and time is limited.”

"Okay, so did you get into any trouble?"

"No, it was just a very careful attempt. No trouble at all sir."

"Okay, that's it. He's just a theoretical mathematician, don't take him too seriously, the mission is temporarily cancelled. You know what? These damn mathematicians think they can change the world, but in fact they can't change anything!"

(End of this chapter)