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Chapter 232 This is not fair!

In fact, Zheng Xiwen has been feeling that the world is becoming more and more absurd in recent times.

For example, it was hard for him to imagine that a young man who was not even twenty years old could conquer countless arrogant mathematicians in the world and become one of the greatest scientists of the time.

Fortunately, the old leader solved his confusion with just a few words.

"What do you think is national destiny? I tell you, this is f*cking national destiny!"

As expected, the higher you stand, the farther you can see. This far-sighted sentence instantly solved all of Zheng Xiwen's doubts.

Yes, national destiny!
It is said that the laws of nature cannot be resisted, and in a sense, this is true. The laws of the world are vast and powerful, and they have their own destiny.

But Zheng Xiwen knew very well that not all fortunes were given by nature. Heaven and earth are not benevolent and treat all things as straw dogs. After all, the current national fortune is the result of the sacrifices and efforts of generations of people.

China currently has a population of 1.4 billion, the second most populous country in the world. In a sense, this is a huge breeding ground for poisonous insects.

More people means more competition. Everyone needs to work harder to earn enough resources to survive.

Thus, the "roll" culture was born. After 30 years of hard work, China has transformed from a large agricultural country into a world-leading industrial power!

Of course, the population of the three neighboring countries also reached 1.4 billion, but they did not produce the same effect. After decades, they remained the same without much change.

Obviously, this is thanks to the nine-year compulsory education that has been popularized and even legislated by the country, and to the belief that has been rooted in the Chinese for thousands of years - all other things are inferior, only reading is superior.

So the current situation is that under the guidance of the century-old national policy, 1.4 billion people have worked for more than 70 years and the efforts of three generations have led to the current situation and produced a genius who can be called a national destiny level.

Now this national genius has thrown an extremely sensitive question directly to him. One can imagine how much pressure Zheng Xiwen is under at this moment.

For a moment, Zheng Xiwen wanted to run away.

But Qiao Yu obviously had no intention of letting this hardworking security guard go. Seeing Zheng Xiwen's entangled look, he immediately started to ask questions.

"No, Uncle Zheng, your reaction and expression are obviously not right. It seems like there is a real story. We are so familiar with each other, you are not going to hide this from me, right?"

"Shouldn't you ask your mother about this? After all, we are all outsiders."

"The problem now is that the information received by both sides is out of sync! My grandfather and my mother both said that my father died before I was born."

Qiao Yu retorted without blushing or beating his heart.

Qiao Yu thought that he could not be considered lying, because before he was fifteen, the two people closest to him had indeed said the same thing.

The two of them stared at each other without giving in for at least three minutes, and finally Zheng Xiwen couldn't hold on any longer and decided to admit defeat.

There is nothing shameful in admitting defeat to a young man who is so smart that he is almost a demon.

It's just that there's no way I can escape from this report today...

"Okay, you win. What do you want to know?" Zheng Xiwen said.

"My biological father is not dead?"

"According to our investigation, he should not be dead yet, and you met him not long ago."

"Domestic or foreign?"

"foreign."

"We met abroad? So he is still a mathematician?"

"Yes, a professor."

"Oh? Which university does he teach at?"

“UC Berkeley.”

"It's Professor Frank?"

"Ok?"

"Among the math professors I've met recently, only Professor Frank is my mother's age. After all, he has to be the same age as my mother."

Qiao Yu explained seriously. Then he muttered, "To be honest, not really. I'm much more handsome than him."

Zheng Xiwen nodded in self-deprecation and said, "Maybe it's because he's old. In fact, the photos of him when he was young still look about 50% like you."

"Does this mean I will be ugly in the future?" Qiao Yu touched his chin and said with some regret.

Zheng Xiwen looked at Qiao Yu and suddenly suspected that this guy had known the news already.

After all, this reaction was a bit too calm.

So I couldn't help but ask, "Qiao Yu, tell me the truth, did you know this a long time ago?"

"Why would I ask you if I knew this? I'm not that boring. But I have a question. If he's not dead, that means he abandoned his wife and children. But we went to America alone? No, I have to go to Huaqing to ask my mom."

After saying that, Qiao Yu stood up directly.

"Um... that... what do you want to do by asking these questions? I don't mean anything else, but it's better for you not to go abroad in the near future. You know, security work may be very troublesome."

Zheng Xiwen said quickly.

"Go abroad? My passport has been taken by the school, so I can't go abroad even if I want to! I just want to make sure. If that guy really abandoned us, then we must take revenge!

How can he be a professor of mathematics? It must be fate, karma! I was wondering why I was suddenly attracted to the geometric Langlands conjecture!

So that's what happened! Don't worry, Uncle Zheng, I won't make it difficult for you. You don't need to help. In the mathematics world, I have ten thousand ways to ruin his reputation.

No, it's meaningless to be ruined in the mathematics community! Well, I can also negotiate a deal with a big company in the United States and ask them to find a way to make Professor Frank's life a little worse. In return, I can provide some small support for their technology. What do you think?"

Zheng Xiwen looked at Qiao Yu sideways and didn't know how to comment for a moment.

"What else can I do? Now everyone knows. If I don't react, what if word gets out and people think I'm a good-tempered person?"

Qiao Yu spread his hands towards Zheng Xiwen and emphasized.

"Isn't it a good thing that everyone thinks you have a good temper?" Zheng Xiwen asked in confusion.

“Of course not. I have always had a bad temper. This would cause unnecessary misunderstandings among project team members and affect the project progress.

Forget it, I won't tell you. I'll ask my mom first. She might be surprised to hear the news, so I have to ask her what she thinks."

After saying that, Qiao Yu ignored Zheng Xiwen and walked out of his office on his own.

Zheng Xiwen shook his head slightly, then took a step forward and followed.

There was no other way. At least during this period of time, he had to follow Qiao Yu when he left school.

...In Qiao Xi's two-bedroom, one-living-room room in the family quarters west of Huaqing, his mother was sitting on the edge of the bed, glaring at her son angrily.

"Are you really bored? Are you calling me back just to play with you?"

"How can this be called nonsense? This is called the rational integration of resources! I can't help it. I'm holding a lecture at Yanbei University, and it's my first lecture after winning the Fields Medal, and Frank didn't even come!

This shows that he doesn't take us seriously at all! In view of this guy's bad behavior, I think it is very necessary to give him a smooth life!
You said at the beginning that I would always climb to the top and then let him look up to me! But the current situation is that I have already climbed to the top, but he doesn't even come to look up to me. This is too boring."

Qiao Xi looked at Qiao Yu helplessly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

She had tried her best, but it was clear that Qiao Yu had more twisted ideas. But these were secondary. The important thing was that it was obvious that her beloved son had never been able to completely let go of the resentment in his heart.

But there was nothing he could do about it. Qiao Yu had always been strong-willed since he was young. If any kid in the neighborhood dared to call him a fatherless wild kid, he would fight back with Xia Keke.

I really have strong hands-on skills. I never talk when I can do it. Plus, I have a grandfather who is extremely protective of me. That's how I got through that difficult time.

It seems that it is really difficult to get a child to give up the hatred accumulated over the years.

So Qiao Xi could only say helplessly: "Okay, you've grown up, and now you're the one supporting the family, so whatever you say is what it means!"

"This is not a question of whether I can support the family or not, but a question about Grandpa. Don't you think that if Grandpa hadn't been so angry about the other party's indifference that he became ill, he could have lived at least another ten years!

I can treat that man as a fart, but I can't represent my grandfather's attitude. My grandfather has always been a man who takes pleasure in repaying his debts. If he were still alive, he would definitely not want that man to have a good life. "

Qiao Yu said seriously.

Qiao Xi looked at Qiao Yu for a long time, and finally nodded, saying: "You are right, grandpa is indeed a man who takes pleasure in taking revenge. So have you finished grading your papers?
Have you already dealt with all the work in the early stages of your project? I'm sure Grandpa wouldn't want you to miss out on important matters for the country because of that man."

Qiao Yu nodded and said, "Of course I have done it. I took the opportunity to discuss this with Lao Zheng while I was marking the papers. Otherwise, how could I find an excuse? I already have the candidate."

As he spoke, Qiao Yu raised his finger and pointed at his head.

Qiao Xi had nothing to say.

"So how do you want me to cooperate with you when we go out?"

"No, we've already finished talking. Just be quiet and cool like usual. I won't contact you for a few days. You know, I'm going to be in a bad mood for a few days."

"Oh, is it about time?"

"That's about it! I'm leaving now. You study hard at Huaqing and make progress every day."

After saying that, Qiao Yu stood up and hugged Qiao Xi as usual.

"Don't think too much. You can do random things, but I don't think it's necessary to do something specifically."

"Don't worry, I'm just making life a little more difficult for that man. There's no need to put too much thought into it. Okay, I'm leaving now."

"Well, let's go."

……

Yanbei University, Shaoyuan Hotel.

Most of the professors and doctors who came from other places to take the quantum simulation computing project team exam live here.

There are also a few people who live in Beijing or even in neighboring schools, so they naturally do not need Yanbei University to arrange accommodation for them.

After all, accommodation for taking the exam is not free.

Of course, it is also good for the professors who live here. After the exam, everyone can get together to review the questions.

Yes, for the examinees, whether they are professors or students, the feeling of anxiety after the exam is similar. Generally speaking, the harder the test questions are, the more anxious they are.

There is no doubt that Qiao Yu did not show mercy to these professors when he set the questions.

Even the difficulty of the questions is not arranged in order, the main goal is to require both professional knowledge and test-taking skills.

If you encounter a question you don’t know how to answer, you must move on to the next one immediately, otherwise you will definitely not have enough time.

That's why the professors got together for the whole afternoon.

Although four hours is not enough to finish all the questions, it is still possible to write them down and discuss them with others.

"I always feel that there is something wrong with this question. I think if A and B are mutually exclusive, then it is impossible for A to be true after evolution, which contradicts the conditions of the question."

"No, Professor Li, this question tests that different logic systems may have different derivation rules. This is a question based on the basic setting of the generalized modal axiom system. I think it can be understood as... By the way, Professor Zheng, what do you think?"

In fact, Zheng Zefeng was too lazy to join in the discussion with these people.

He even felt that these guys didn't tell the truth. After discussing for an entire afternoon, everyone felt that they hadn't performed very well.

He felt that he was the only one who hadn't performed well. The key point was that none of these people left.

If you think you didn’t perform well, just leave. Why are you waiting for the results to be announced?
Each and every one of them is so hypocritical.

So I just said perfunctorily: "Well, I think you are right."

"Okay, we've been discussing this for the whole afternoon, let's all take a break. How about going to have dinner together?"

"Well, that's a good suggestion. We'll all be leaving tomorrow after the results are announced. It's a good opportunity for us to get together."

Seeing that everyone agreed, Zheng Zefeng shook his head and declined politely: "I'm sorry, I feel a little uncomfortable and have no appetite. I want to go back to my room to rest first."

Everyone wasn't very familiar with each other to begin with, and they were competitors, so the others didn't force it.

Soon Zheng Zefeng parted ways with the others.

When he was the only one left, Zheng Zefeng hesitated whether to go to Huaqing to talk to his former mentor Zhang Shuwen.

Mainly because he felt embarrassed. Professor Zhang had worked hard to get him this opportunity, and he had indeed prepared for a long time, but his performance in the exam was not satisfactory.

After all, he only did seven of the ten questions. After checking the answers in the afternoon, he felt that there were problems with his thinking on at least two of the questions.

After hesitating for more than ten minutes, Zheng Zefeng walked out of the hotel and planned to go to Huaqing to treat his former mentor to a meal.

No matter what, Zhang Shuwen helped him.

As I walked to the east gate, I suddenly saw Qiao Yu walking into the school gate with a middle-aged man.

Zheng Zefeng paused, then walked over subconsciously, and the boy's chattering instantly reached his ears.

"I'm so pissed off, he's not dead! Uncle Zheng, do you know how angry I am right now?
Really, I think my grandpa must have been pissed off by him! Why is it so hard for good people? But bad people can live so well? This is not fair!"

(End of this chapter)