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Chapter 76 It’s time to reveal the mystery
"My feeling is that you should go home."

"You are really bold! My mom asked me to come down here today to congratulate you!"

"You've already finished congratulating me! Principal Zhang just called me. I have to go to school early tomorrow morning to be interviewed by the Star City Morning News. I have to write an article quickly. Otherwise, if I say something nonsense tomorrow, the reporter won't be able to write about my greatness, right?"

"Is that so? Okay, I'll go home first, but you have to tell me tomorrow when you come back..."

"What are you talking about? When the reporter's interview is published, I will buy you ten copies of the Morning Post! Please help me distribute them in every building in the community. Don't miss a single household."

"Haha...Okay, I'm leaving now. Goodbye, Auntie."

"Goodbye Coco."

……

After much effort, he finally coaxed Xia Keke back home. After closing the door, Qiao Yu sat down on the sofa, staring at Qiao Xi and said, "You are very strange today!"

Qiao Xi glared at Qiao Yu and said, "I'm your mother, you'd better pay attention to the words and tone you use when talking to me. What do you mean I'm not right?!"

Qiao Yu remained unmoved and insisted, "There's something wrong with you! When Keke rushed into my room just now, the way you looked at me from the doorway made me panic!"

Qiao Xi was silent.

However, Qiao Yu did not give up. He kept staring at his mother and raised his voice slightly and said, "Hey, we are the closest people in the world. If you have something to say to me, are you going to take it to your grandpa in the coffin?"

Qiao Xi sneered: "Ha..."

Qiao Yu said seriously: "I am in the rebellious period now! You know what the rebellious period is, right? I tell you, when I really become rebellious, even I am afraid of it! If you have anything to say, you'd better not hide it from me! Don't pretend to be distracted, tell me now!"

Qiao Xi raised her head and glared at Qiao Yu again, then replied dimly, "Qiao Yu, after Keke showed me the ranking just now, I suddenly began to believe in fate."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Qiao Yu was a little surprised. He probably didn't expect Qiao Xi to suddenly say such a thing. Grandpa was a staunch materialist. This was a family inheritance. How could it be broken in the previous generation?

Perhaps the topic had already been brought to light, Qiao Xi did not hide anything anymore and said directly: "That man went to MIT. He applied to two schools at the time, one was Harvard and the other was MIT. Harvard was unwilling to promise him a scholarship in advance, so he chose the latter."

Qiao Yu understood instantly.

No wonder Qiao Xi looked at him so strangely just now. My goodness, he directly pinned MIT under him, two at a time.

After thinking for a while, Qiao Yu asked curiously, "That's not right. Didn't grandpa say that you guys haven't contacted him since he left with his family? How do you know so clearly?"

Qiao Xi leaned on the sofa, staring at the ceiling of the living room, and explained: "It should be that he left me a message on QQ before he left. I saw it later, didn't reply, and didn't mention it to your grandfather."

Qiao Yu asked, "Where's that QQ? I've never seen you log into QQ before."

Qiao Xi withdrew his gaze from the ceiling, stared at Qiao Yu and said unreasonably: "It has been useless for more than ten years, and it has been taken back by the system a long time ago."

"Oh..." Qiao Yu responded, thinking that this explanation was very reasonable.

Of course, for a son, his mother’s explanation must be reasonable.

However, there is one thing Qiao Yu can be sure of, Qiao Xi has indeed not used QQ for at least the past three years.

There is only one computer at home, and I have never installed QQ.

The other two phones were often used by both of them. One of them had a mobile QQ installed, but it was only logged into a new QQ account that Qiao Yu had applied for himself. This was because of the request of the homeroom teacher in the first grade of junior high school.

At that time, we were not familiar with each other and only had a QQ group. Many homework assignments were assigned in the QQ group.

As for Qiao Xi's usual WeChat and phone calls, they were a bit redundant, and there weren't many people she needed to contact. It was nothing more than greeting a few cousins ​​during the Chinese New Year.

Qiao Xi is an only child, and Qiao Yu has no relatives on her father's side. Plus, after that incident, Qiao Xi basically lost contact with her former classmates, and her social life became a mess.

So if the QQ number that Qiao Xi applied for a long time ago was reclaimed, it is possible. If that QQ number happens to be a fancy number or a birthday number, then it is a sure thing.

"MIT." Qiao Yu touched his chin subconsciously.

There are more and more clues. He went abroad in 2009. His last name is Feng. He studied at MIT. Later he can check which city MIT is located on the other side of the ocean.

But it doesn't seem necessary.

After all, that family had already settled on the other side of the ocean. Could he really just run over there and beat that family up?
Most importantly, he doesn't seem to be very successful now.

"Wait? Have you told him my name?" Qiao Yu suddenly asked.

Qiao Xi glared at Qiao Yu and said, "I already told you that I ignored him after reading that message. You weren't even born at the time, and your name was given by your grandfather after you were born. I didn't even know your name at the time, so how could I tell him?"

"I understand!" Qiao Yu nodded, and suddenly felt a sense of fate.

You see, the final of the Xiaolibaba International Mathematical Competition is divided into five tracks.

He happened to learn about this competition from a nice guy before this year's competition, happened to successfully register before the registration ended, happened to choose Algebra and Number Theory, and happened to have both silver medals in this track come from MIT.

Is it such a coincidence?
Maybe this was God's hint to him that he would definitely send that man to him in the future so that he could step on him hard?

Now he was really out of options. He couldn't even let the man go. After all, some things had to be left to fate.

Glancing at Qiao Xi who was sitting opposite him, he found that his dear mother was distracted again as usual, so he stood up from the sofa and walked into the room quietly.

After eating the melon of the previous generation, Qiao Yu planned to check his phone to see if Yu Wei and Yu Yongjun, the two winners, were fighting in the WeChat group again.

The result was that there was no fight.

However, the last message was sent by Yu Wei, and the other party suddenly stopped replying. This situation is rare.

In most cases, Yu Yongjun had sent a lot of messages before he realized that Yu Wei had ignored him for a long time.

This actually has something to do with the personalities of the two people.

If Yu Wei has something else to do, he won't say anything in the group chat. He lives too self-centeredly. Whenever Yu Yongjun leaves the group chat, he always reports what he is going to do. However, in Qiao Yu's opinion, this guy's words are half true and half false.

However, the class group of Class 13 became lively. Just a short while ago, a lot of people @ him in the group.

This class group is really cold. There are only a few people talking in the group for a week. The main reason is probably that no one wants to be the supporting role, and everyone wants to be the protagonist.

So when the protagonists all meet together, it is easy for them to get fed up with others showing off.

Today is clearly a special case.

Everyone started chatting about Qiao Yu.

"Fuck, what the hell is that Xiaolibaba Math Contest? Today I watched a video and it was crazy about promoting Qiao Yu and our school." "Who said it wasn't? Our school and Qiao Yu have risen to seventh place on the D Music Social Hotspot Ranking."

"@喻數临风 please come out and say something, tell everyone what's going on! It feels like our school has reached a new level!"

"Who has a group photo of our class? Damn, I can't find mine. Please give me one so I can show off. My classmate can actually win a gold medal!"

"Fuck! I just checked and they say that if you win the prize, you can get 400 million! Qiao Yu has made a fortune!"

"Guaranteed authenticity? 400 million? Don't lie!"

"If you don't believe me, check it out for yourself! It's written in the news that Xiaoli Baba is offering a 400 million yuan bonus to the winners this year!"

"Fuck, it's actually true? @Yu Shulinfeng, you are a millionaire?! Stop pretending to be dead, come out and treat us!"

……

Qiao Yu roughly browsed through these chat records and was shocked by the admirable reading comprehension ability of his dear classmates! What would happen if this got out?
He immediately started cursing in the group chat.

"Can you all, these smart people, read the whole introduction? The 400 million prize money is shared among all the contestants! And I'm not the only one who won the gold medal! There are so many gold medals, silver medals, bronze medals, and excellent medals that also need to share prize money! And you're a millionaire? Can you use your brains?"

It’s not that Qiao Yu doesn’t want to speak more politely, but if he talks to this group of people without using some swear words, Qiao Yu is afraid that they really won’t understand.

Sure enough, the group became more lively after he spoke again.

"Fuck, Qiao Yu, are you kidding me? The list of winners has been published on Dyin, and you're the only one who won the gold prize. If it's not 400 million, it must be 200 million!"

“I saw the list too!”

"Don't explain, Qiao Yu, you betrayed us. We agreed to go to vocational high school together, but you secretly got out! Do you want to take the entrance exam for Huaqing University?"

"Qiao Yu still needs to rely on Hua Qing? He is already more awesome than Hua Qing, right? Qiao Yu made millions at one time, so he must go to a foreign school, right? @喻数临风"

……

Qiao Yu quickly ran to the official website and took several screenshots.

"MMP! Can't you move your noble little hands and go to the official website to check out the full list? They only post the eye-catching parts! Get it? The competition is divided into five tracks, and each track has gold, silver and bronze awards, don't you understand?"

"There are about 400 or 88 winners in total! Guys! Take out your calculators now and do the math. How much is left when you divide million by ? On average, each person gets it by a few tens of thousands of dollars, don't you understand? My gold prize is only worth dollars! Millions are easily won. Do you think this is winning the lottery?"

……

"Ah? Only thirty thousand! Damn, I got so excited for nothing!"

"That's right! What a pity! I saw foreigners taking the exam and thought the prize money was very high! Xiaoli Baba is too stingy. I remember the prize money for the Nobel Prize is one million. Xiaoli Baba is not even as good as the Nobel Prize."

"Are you all obsessed with money? Don't you see what's so great about Qiao Yu? He beats the foreigners! Don't you know MIT? It's a great school in the United States, but it can't beat Qiao Yu in our class."

"That's right, that's why you idiots are so useless! Is the point here the money? The point is to win glory for our country!"

"Fuck, Zhou, who are you calling a jerk?!"

……

Qiao Yu decisively stopped looking at the class group chat.

The discussion that had gone astray was finally corrected, and Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course it feels good to show off.

But if you are facing a bunch of idiot teammates... forget it. If you want to get along well in the group chat of Class 13, you still have to fight hard.

Qiao Yu somewhat regretted not joining the class group at that time.

Obviously, winning a gold medal in a math competition can only bring enough emotional value in a class like this one.

But it doesn’t matter, after all, he is not familiar with the people in the group.

And now he has something very important to do, and it is something that has been planned long ago.

So after putting down his phone, Qiao Yu opened the Algebraic Number Theory and Decimal House on his computer, and then clicked on the private message channel.

I had been hiding my identity before simply because I was afraid that it would affect Xiaolibaba's math competition results. Now that the results are out, I can naturally reveal my identity.

It would be very useful for him to gain more fame in the Chinese mathematics community. Of course, this is not for showing off in front of his classmates, but for him to have the priority to choose a mentor.

Langjie had reminded him more than once that in the academic world, having a reliable and awesome mentor would definitely help him achieve twice the result with half the effort.

To put it more practically, if he has the ability to grab a project that others want, he can easily get it; as long as he has achieved results, no one dares to covet it; and if he has agreed to pay a bonus, he will definitely not renege on it.

Simply put, no matter where you are, it is important to ride on the shoulders of a big boss and take advantage of his power before stepping on him.

After thinking about it for a while, Qiao Yu began to reveal his family background to several people and even replied to Professor Niu's private messages.

The first person I chose was Xue Song, after all, we all knew him.

"Eh? I'm sorry, Professor Xue. This is my first time using this forum. I didn't realize that you can send and receive private messages on this forum. I just discovered it when I logged in. Sorry! Um, I don't need to leave my contact information, right? You have it somewhere. I'm Qiao Yu."

Well, the second one replied to the one who claimed to be a professor at Yanbei University and said that he had flexible quotas.

"Hello, Professor Luo, um... I don't quite understand what you mean by GPA and ranking. I just graduated from junior high school this year and will start high school in September. It seems a bit too early to consider studying for a master's degree now, right? By the way, I'm Qiao Yu from Xingcheng Tieyi Middle School. Please forgive me for my rude words before."

Then the third, the fourth...

Those schools were not very famous, so Qiao Yu did not reply.

There's no need to waste that time.

Anyway, the news had already been released, and Qiao Yu believed that these professors were well-informed. As long as he responded to more than three messages, it would only be a matter of time before the news spread.

Not to mention that he can open a thread and give a unified reply...

Although his previous posts are no longer pinned, I believe everyone still remembers his rookie ID.

"Everyone, I, the rookie, am here to sincerely apologize to you all!"

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