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At 11:50 p.m., Chinese time, Zheng Xiwen received a call from Tian Yanzhen.

He had been by Qiao Yu's side for many years, and Tian Yanzhen had almost never called him on her own initiative.

After all, he was Qiao Yu's former mentor.

Qiao Yu has always done a good job in respecting his teachers. Perhaps influenced by his maternal grandfather, he has a strong sense of the ancient virtue of "a teacher for a day is a father for life".

Therefore, Tian Yanzhen would call Qiao Yu directly for anything.

Although he had long ago given this work number to Tian Yanzhen, upon careful recollection, this was the first time Zheng Xiwen had received a call from this mathematician.

This is actually one of the reasons why Zheng Xiwen likes Qiao Yu.

Because he stayed by Qiao Yu's side, Zheng Xiwen came into contact with many big names in mathematics in the university circle.

Those who have some ability are generally very proud, and it's a pride that comes from the bottom of their hearts.

That's putting it kindly. To put it bluntly, many people genuinely look down on ordinary people. They just hide it very well in everyday life.

Qiao Yu was different; he looked down on anyone he didn't like, regardless of their status.

But he is very kind and friendly to those he approves of.

Even if this guy was faking it, he was faking it more convincingly than the other professors. Plus, he had a higher academic standing, so being around him naturally gave me a pleasant feeling.

Of course, Lao Tian is actually a decent person, but Zheng Xiwen still doesn't like him because of some common flaws of old-fashioned intellectuals.

So although Zheng Xiwen respected Tian Yanzhen quite a bit, and the two often saw each other because of work, they could only be considered nodding acquaintances.

The two didn't usually communicate much. Zheng Xiwen was quite surprised when she suddenly called him.

After ringing twice, the call was answered, and Tian Yanzhen's voice came through.

"Xiao Zheng, Qiao Yu must have been working very hard lately, right? He should be asleep by now, right?"

The inexplicable question left Zheng Xiwen somewhat bewildered.

I just glanced out the window unconsciously and saw that the light in the study of the villa more than 20 meters away was still on.

They're still awake.

In fact, Zheng Xiwen knew Qiao Yu's lifestyle very well. She always turned off the lights around 12:10 every day without fail.

He's a young man in his twenties, this is perfectly normal. As for whether he messed around after turning off the lights, and what time he did, he really didn't know.

I have no interest in finding out, and even if I did hear about it, I wouldn't tell anyone.

Bodyguards must have a strong sense of boundaries. A single unintentional overstepping of boundaries could mean never having the chance to do the same job again.

There are many lessons learned from senior colleagues and peers, so Zheng Xiwen has always been very cautious in this regard.

In fact, it's not just in this aspect; Zheng Xiwen is very cautious about any inappropriate behavior that might affect the mood of those he serves.

After all, being able to stay by Qiao Yu's side indefinitely violated the security rules that had always been followed.

His superiors were extremely satisfied with this. To put it simply, two of his direct supervisors have been promoted over the years.

His current superiors almost constantly remind him that all travel preparations and security work cannot be relaxed or made irregular.

For example, Qiao Yu's vehicle license plate must be changed every time she needs to drive; she must make at least two or three different plans for her travel routes in advance.

Various emergency plans and dynamic risk assessments must be updated in a timely manner. Monthly safety drills must also be conducted.

Of course, such hard work yields very significant results.

Over the years, the team has apprehended hundreds of spies based solely on leads they've reported, including some unintentionally discovered commercial spies.

Some of them did indeed want Qiao Yu dead. But most wanted to turn the people around Qiao Yu against her.

So even though Zheng Xiwen knew that Tian Yanzhen had almost no chance of harming Qiao Yu, he still did not choose to answer the question directly, but only vaguely replied: "Well, actually Academician Qiao Yu has always been very dedicated and hardworking in his work."

"Wow, this is incredible! His achievement this time is so great! I'm not even qualified to comment! I really never imagined that my student would be qualified to rewrite the entire mathematics system!"
If only I were twenty years younger, no, even ten! Maybe then I could keep up with his train of thought and witness firsthand what mathematics might become in the future!

Zheng Xiwen finally understood why Tian Yanzhen's tone was trembling slightly today.

This is clearly excitement.

Zheng Xiwen was somewhat numb to this. He recalled what Qiao Yu had said to him in the office yesterday.

If he had memorized the formula incorrectly, it could have delayed the development of mathematics by ten years. Fortunately, at the time he was simply accepting the possibility...

Who would have thought this guy was serious? Then Zheng Xiwen had a sudden realization.

Why did Tian Yanzhen call him at this time? Was it because it wouldn't be appropriate to call anyone at this time?
Of course, sending troops abroad is also an option. However, the older generation might have more to consider. For example, they might need to take Qiao Yu's attitude into account.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiwen was even more reluctant to tell the old man the truth.

To be honest, he was with Qiao Yu every day, so he naturally knew that it wasn't quite what Tian Yanzhen had imagined.

At least he felt that Qiao Yu hadn't put much effort into scientific research, or more precisely, into mathematical research.

Judging from Qiao Yu's recent browsing history, he frequently downloads books on social psychology...

"This is all thanks to your excellent teaching. And as long as you take good care of your health, you will definitely be able to see what mathematics will become in the future."

Zheng Xiwen echoed Tian Yanzhen's words.

To be honest, Zheng Xiwen sees mathematics as the same, whether it's the mathematics of the past or the mathematics of the future.

Anyway, he couldn't understand anything beyond high school level.

This thing is clearly called mathematics, which, as the name suggests, is the study of numbers. But in the hands of mathematicians, it has become a combination of all sorts of strange letters and symbols.

“You don’t understand… Let me put it this way, his idea means that every compact symplectic manifold has a canonical arithmetic-geometric realization, which is an extension of the original canonical axiom system. He not only proved turbulence, but in fact, if you can follow his line of thought, you can solve many of the problems that are currently troubling the academic community…”

Tian Yanzhen kept rambling on on the phone, saying things that Zheng Xiwen couldn't understand at all.

Although Zheng Xiwen knew that this mathematical expert had tried his best to explain it in language he could understand.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't understand. Fortunately, Zheng Xiwen was very patient and just listened quietly.

"...You know what? We can't wait until the next mathematicians' conference; we have to get Qiao Yu to come up with the complete proof as soon as possible."

These must be incorporated into the Standard Reference Theorem set as soon as possible. By the way, does Qiao Yu have any other plans for tomorrow?

Finally, there's a question that Zheng Xiwen can understand...

"This is just a routine arrangement; there's nothing special going on."

"Okay, I'll see him at the research center tomorrow morning. You should get some rest too. I'll hang up now. *beep beep beep*"

Hearing the busy tone on his phone, Zheng Xiwen shook his head helplessly.

Mathematicians...

At the same time, in the hotel opposite the China Astronaut Research Center.

The children, who had been excited all day, went to bed early. Richard, who had been incredibly energetic just moments before, was now exhausted and leaned against the headboard, lighting a cigarette.

His wife lay there lazily beside him, smiling as she looked at her husband and casually asked, "You haven't smoked in a long time."

"Yeah, I was feeling confused, so I just bought a pack at the supermarket I passed by. And you know, cigarettes are very cheap in China."

Richard explained the sentence.

"Yeah, we should have come to China for vacation a long time ago," his wife said casually.

"Oh? Just because cigarettes are cheap?" Richard asked casually.

"No, it's because we haven't had this kind of passionate moment in a long time. Don't you think you've become much more capable since coming to China?"

When the woman said this, her tone was full of satisfaction.

Richard remained silent.

Well, this actually has nothing to do with whether or not he comes to China. It's entirely because his mind is filled with Qiao Yu's advice.

Moving into the white house will change the lives of countless ordinary people...

Richard felt incredibly excited just thinking about the possibility of him having such an opportunity…

To be honest, he had just imagined this house as a white house. The feeling was indeed quite different.

It felt like I was floating on a cloud.

"Lisa, if I want to live in the white house in the future, will you support me?"

Richard suddenly asked.

His wife was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "Of course, darling! I'll support whatever you want to do!"
And why would I object to living in a white house? I've heard it's a huge place, with a massive bunker underneath!

Maybe we could transform the bunker into something like our bedroom in Philadelphia. That would feel really cool.

Richard John shook his head, then extinguished his cigarette, turned to face his wife, and said, "I'm serious, Lisa."

Today, when I took Thomas to meet Professor Joe, he listened to a lot of what I had to say. Then he made a decision.

After we return from our trip to the moon, he hopes to support me in pursuing this path. I don't know how he'll arrange it, but Professor Joe said he'll get a lot of important people to support me!

After finishing his sentence, Richard John paused, then emphasized, "They are all truly important people, including but not limited to..."

Richard John then rattled off several familiar names.

Of course, all of these people possess enormous wealth that is the envy of many.

His wife's smile gradually faded, and she looked somewhat bewildered.

After she came to her senses, she took a deep breath, opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"I know how you feel right now, just like I felt this afternoon. I can't describe it."

But after careful consideration, Professor Qiao is absolutely right. I need to stand up and tell more people like me that we could have had a better life…

At least we can live with dignity, instead of barely surviving on food bank aid. A serious illness could cost us everything.

Professor Qiao is right. If people cannot earn a dignified life through hard work, then there must be something wrong with this society.

Our society is sick and needs someone to save it! I feel I should stand up, so will you support me wholeheartedly, Lisa?

Richard became more and more excited as he spoke.

Fortunately, after the initial shock, his wife regained her composure. She immediately nodded and replied, "Of course, Richard! My answer is the same as before. No matter what, I will always support you."

As she spoke, his wife took Richard's hand.

My excitement was mixed with a hint of anticipation for the future.

Three years ago, she thought that this was probably how her life would be.

She could almost see the end of it all at a glance. She only hoped to raise her three children smoothly.

Who knew that the Chinese would suddenly come and start building infrastructure?

She still remembers that day when she and Richard were sitting on the balcony as usual.

That was a temporary house provided to them by the government after their old house was expropriated.

Richard looked at the bustling construction site in the distance and suddenly said to her, "Lisa, how about I apply for a job at a Chinese construction site? They're building a lot of high-rise buildings, and they need a lot of welders for that."

She remembers that although she didn't think much of it at the time, she still habitually replied casually, "Of course, Richard. If you want to do a job you love, why not?"

Richard then immediately changed into the most presentable outfit he had at home and went out. Although that outfit was also a secondhand item he had found at a thrift store.

Before leaving, she helped Richard tidy his clothes, not really holding out any hope.

But who would have thought that from then on, the family's life would begin to undergo earth-shattering changes...

To be honest, she was already very satisfied at this point. She had never cared about her figure or appearance before.

But now she can even keep up with fashion trends and go to the beauty salon for treatments once a week...

At that moment, she felt as if she had returned to that afternoon when she was seeing Richard off.

If Richard really succeeds this time... well, the Chinese are always good at creating miracles.

The thought of her having the chance to stand in the spotlight in the future suddenly made the woman's heart race...

"If you really want to work in this direction, then you must perform well in the upcoming documentary!"

His wife offered her suggestion.

"Hmm?" Richard turned to look at his wife, whose youth had faded.

Michael Roddy said this documentary would be broadcast all over the world. You would become a household name.

This is essentially your first time appearing in front of the public! First impressions are crucial! It's like a debate competition...

Forgive me, I don't know how to put it. What I mean is, if you really want to fight for this opportunity, perhaps you should talk more about this when you start contacting Michael now.

Don't be afraid of making mistakes; the most important thing is to dare to express yourself. Don't you think that in every televised debate, even though they might be silly, they are all remarkably bold in expressing themselves?

Richard nodded thoughtfully.

Yes, this documentary currently being filmed is definitely his best opportunity. (End of Chapter)