A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 234 Using a long pole, drifting towards where the grass is greener.
The village chief sighed.

The US flight formation only has forty bombers; the remaining sixty are escort air superiority fighters, used to gain air superiority and allow the bombers to complete their missions with ease.

That's the US's fifth-generation fighter jet, the famous F-22 Raptor, an advanced fighter jet that can take on ten of theirs with just one.

Looking again at the ten small black dots rising from the Desert Fox, the village chief felt a pang of sorrow—the sorrow of the weak.

At the same time, he shook his head. The Desert Fox had been fighting them for so long, but they hadn't made any progress. Their fighter jets were already at a disadvantage in terms of performance, and even if they were, they were outnumbered. They shouldn't have just charged straight at them like that. They had to use tactics.

What's the difference between charging in like that and suicide?
That's not how you fight an aerial battle.

But soon, he narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the small black dot slowly rising on the screen.

The small black dot magnified in his eyes, and he saw it clearly: it was the Azure Phoenix-20!

When did the Desert Fox acquire ten fifth-generation fighter jets?
The village chief broke out in a cold sweat. If it weren't for the sudden attack by the US, the Desert Fox could have easily inflicted heavy losses on him with those ten Blue Phoenix-20s.

Unfortunately, the US was clearly well-prepared this time, sending sixty Raptors, which rendered the Desert Fox's ten Blue Phoenixes ineffective.

The next scene on the tablet made his eyes widen in disbelief.

After the ten Qingluan-20s took off, they immediately scattered, drawing a large arc and actually surrounding the American combat formation from the opposite direction.

"??"

Have they lost their minds?
But then, the village chief's mouth remained agape.

In less than three minutes, the situation in the air took a sharp turn for the worse. Ten blue phoenixes were seen chasing and hunting down the massive battle formation like sheepdogs.

The initially aggressive battle formation quickly collapsed after a brief skirmish.

"What happened?"

The village chief looked bewildered as he watched the occasional bursts of fireworks in the sky.

Why was it the raptor that was defeated when the blue phoenix was clearly at a complete disadvantage?

But soon, he thought of Zhang Qingyuan, who was so confident that he would raise prices again, and of the Qingluan-20 aircraft he was planning to buy.

……

Chengdu Aircraft Industry Research Institute
After several days of guidance, He Guowei has grasped the concept behind Chen Hui's model and can make simple modifications to the already perfected model to adapt it for different uses.

Chen Hui also came to Zhao Yundong's office again.

"Professor Zhao, now that this matter is settled, I'm preparing to return to Jiangcheng University."

"Leaving now?"

Zhao Yundong was deeply disappointed. Having witnessed Chen Hui's abilities, he was extremely reluctant for Chen Hui to leave, but he also knew that he had no reason to keep Chen Hui. Such a pillar of society still needed him in many other places.

These days, things are going very well. The first batch of modified Qingluan-20s have already shown their prowess in the oil depot area, and now the international community is in a state of panic. Even the United States, which originally planned to cause trouble in the oil depot area, has suspended all its activities.

Although fights are unlikely to break out anytime soon, Persia is still willing to pay a higher price to buy the Blue Phoenix-20, as Alexander's Rafale is no longer selling.

He knew that all of this was thanks to Chen Hui.

Recently, Academician E Weinan has made another breakthrough in heat-resistant materials, and the fourth-generation engine is already on the way. Just a few months ago, the seventh-generation engine was only a PPT presentation, but now it seems to be within reach.

"Is it okay if we don't leave?"

Even though he understood all the reasons, Zhao Yundong couldn't help but try to persuade him to stay.

Chen Hui smiled and said, "There's nothing here that I'm needed. If Professor Zhao needs anything, he can come to Jiangcheng University to find me anytime."

"Thank you, Professor Chen, for your contributions these past few days."

Zhao Yundong had anticipated this outcome and extended his hand to Chen Hui, saying, "I wish Professor Chen all the best in his academic endeavors!"

Chen Hui reached out and shook Zhao Yundong's hand, smiling as he said, "Thank you."

"The paper on this model probably won't be published anytime soon, but don't worry, the government won't treat you unfairly."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that, given the academic achievements of the person in front of him, he probably didn't care much about this paper.

"clear."

After saying goodbye to Zhao Yundong, Chen Hui met with Academician E Weinan, and finally had a meal with Yang Chi and Deng Ting in the cafeteria before leaving the Chengdu Aircraft Industry Research Institute with his luggage.

Duan Xiaofei escorted Chen Hui all the way to the gate, watching him ride in Dai Yafeng's car to the airport, recalling the scene in the office of the vice dean of the School of Mathematics at Jiangcheng University.

He thought the little guy was too naive, but he never expected that the little guy would actually retire successfully in just over two months. No wonder he was so confident at the time that he wanted to keep his teaching position.

"Teacher, you're back!"

Back at Jiangcheng University, Chloe was studying in Chen Hui's former office. When she saw Chen Hui, her eyes lit up like stars, filling the office with a bright glow.

"Teacher, I have good news for you."

When Chloe was happy, she became a chatterbox: "My paper has been published in the Forum of Mathematics, Pi!"

"Congratulations!"

Chen Hui was somewhat surprised.

While the Forum of Mathematics (Pi) may not be as well-known outside the mathematics community as the four top journals, it is still widely recognized as a top journal within the field, and its prestige is not much lower than that of the four top journals. Some of the papers published in it are even of higher quality than those in the four top journals.

Chen Hui recalled that Wei Dongyi from Yanbei University had published a paper on Navier-Stokes equations in this journal. At the time, many people outside the field questioned Wei Dongyi's lack of academic achievements, but they did not know that the Forum of Mathematics, Pi was also a top journal.

Wei Dongyi's achievements in mathematics were not low. Perhaps he was not the most outstanding among his contemporaries, but he was still of first-class level.

However, the problems he studies are too difficult to produce results, just like Zhang Yitang's research on the Riemann Hypothesis. He is indeed lacking in this area now, but it is hard to say what the future holds.

It's truly something to celebrate that Chloe's paper was accepted by the Forum of Mathematics, Pi.

"I'm going to the British Empire in a couple of days. Would you like to come home with me?"

Chloe naturally had no reason to refuse.

The two bought plane tickets for that day and flew directly to the British Empire.

Chen Hui had already obtained his visa when he received the IMO invitation, so Chloe, the French girl, naturally had no trouble traveling.

Along the way, Chen Hui also formulated a follow-up study plan for Chloe. Chloe originally studied mathematics and physics, and now that the Yang-Mills equation has been solved, Chen Hui felt that she could do some applications of the Yang-Mills equation.

It would have been a good choice to have Chloe continue working with Academician Ewen to optimize the material model, but since Chloe is French, we had to settle for second best.

The next morning, the two arrived at Trinity College, Cambridge, the venue for this year's IMO.

Chloe didn't go home immediately. She felt she was practically a host here and wanted to show Chen Hui around.

Led by staff, Chen Hui went to his hotel, the Hilton Hotel, which is located next to the Queens College Mathematics Bridge.

"Hey Hui, you're finally here!"

In the hotel lobby, Chen Hui happened to meet Professor Taragran and Professor Konnie from the University of Saclay.

Taragra greeted Chen Hui warmly. As a member of the IMO organizing committee, it was Chen Hui who suggested that Chen Hui be the award presenter.

"Professor Tarragran, Professor Kone."

Chen Hui greeted the two men happily; they were two respectable elders.

“I read your paper with Professor Dennis published in the Acta Mathematica Sinica. Congratulations! I can almost picture you solving the next Millennium Prize Problem.” Talaglan said with the unique confidence of a Westerner.

“Professor Konnie.” Chloe greeted Konnie from the side; Konnie had taught her at Saclay University.

"I've read your paper, it's very good!"

Kong Nie looked at the little girl with long brown hair and said with rare praise, "Your decision to study in China was the right one. You have indeed learned a lot from Hui!"

"Thank you!"

Chloe was overjoyed.

"Alright, I won't disturb your rest any longer. See you at the dinner after the IMO awards ceremony."

Taragra smiled and waved to Chen Hui, knowing that Chen Hui had just flown in from China and still needed to adjust to the time difference.

The British Empire is currently observing daylight saving time, and its clocks have been moved forward by one hour, but it still has a seven-hour time difference with China.

After a short rest at the hotel, Chen Hui left wearing sunglasses, which Chloe had bought for him. Chloe said that this practice helps regulate the body's biological clock by adjusting the amount of light received by the eyes.

She pulled Chen Hui out of the hotel and said that today was a rare sunny day in the British Empire, and that sunshine helped to secrete melatonin, so enjoying the sunshine could also help with sleep.

Chen Hui accepted Chloe's invitation. Cambridge University is a place full of history, and he wanted to visit it.

After leaving the hotel, I walked straight towards Trinity College. After entering through the main gate of Trinity College, there was a statue of Newton on the lawn to my right. The bronze prism of the Newton statue was gilded by the rising sun.

The prism he held slightly with his left hand broke the light into seven colors, while the branches of the apple tree on his right, a descendant of the Woolsthorpe estate, were laden with fruit.

Apples typically ripen between July and November, so they've arrived at the perfect time in mid-September.

"Is this apple edible?"

Chloe approached the apple tree with some curiosity; she had, of course, heard the famous story.

Just then, a gust of wind blew by, and a ripe apple fell from the branch and hit Chloe on the shoulder. At that moment, it was as if the inspiration from 1666 had been resurrected.

"Wow!"

Chloe screamed with delight, and the students around her looked at her with envy.

Although everyone knows that the story of Newton discovering universal gravitation after being hit by an apple is a later interpretation, the moral of the story is still talked about with great interest.

"Be careful not to step on Newton's apple!"

The administrator chuckled softly and said in a low voice.

After strolling around Trinity College, Chen Hui walked south along Trinity Street and passed the 12th-century bell tower of St. Mary's Church when he suddenly heard a familiar local accent: "Xu Zhimo rented a boat here back then."

The voice, like a road sign, led Chen Hui to the Gothic archway of the village chief's academy.

After passing through the stunning fan-shaped dome of the chapel, the weeping willows along the River Cam suddenly come into view—they are even more lush than the "golden willows" described in the poem, their branches drooping into the surface of Byron Pool, outlining the "pool under the elm shade" that Xu Zhimo loved most.

A number of tourists from China gathered in front of the white stele, reciting the poems on it unconsciously. The Chinese and English verses echoed in the air, while Cambridge students poled their boats across the river, using long poles to pierce the shadows of the clouds, perfectly recreating the scene of "Pole a long pole, drifting towards where the grass is greener."

Woohoo.

Just then, my phone vibrated; Liang Peixuan had sent me a WeChat message.

This is a small group chat between him, Li Hailiang, and Peixuan.

The message Liang Peixuan posted was a photo.

Upon seeing this photo, Chen Hui's expression turned strange.

Liang Peixuan's photo is actually of Newton's bronze statue!
Just over ten minutes ago, Chen Hui was standing in front of this statue.

Guess where I am right now?

Liang Peixuan patted Chen Hui on the shoulder while sending the message.

"Trinity College, Cambridge, you're not here to participate in the IMO, are you?"

Chen Hui typed a reply instinctively.

"..."

"Did that kid Li Hai tell you?"

Liang Peixuan seemed somewhat unwilling to accept that Chen Hui had guessed correctly so quickly.

"?"

Li Hai sent a question mark in the group chat, "You can't wrong an innocent person like that."

"Oh, and remember to bring me back some local specialties from the British Empire."

[Li Hai patted Liang Peixuan's wooden fish, merit +1]

"Okay, okay, all you can have fish and chips!"

Liang Peixuan was clearly in a good mood.

"You're actually here to participate in the IMO?"

Chen Hui was somewhat surprised. He knew Liang Peixuan's mathematical abilities. He could manage to participate in the CMO with some effort, but to participate in the IMO was... well, that was something else entirely.
"Of course!"

"Although I started a year later than you, as long as I work hard enough, I'll catch up with you sooner or later!"

It was clear that Liang Peixuan was in high spirits at the moment.

Only he knows how hard he worked during that year.

"Congratulations!"

Chen Hui sincerely wished him well, saying, "Go for it! If you can win the gold medal, I might give you a surprise!"

"What surprise?"

"It loses its meaning if you say it out loud."

"Keep it up, Lao Liang! Try to bring back a gold medal so Principal Zhao can hang a banner for you at the entrance."

Li Hai also actively participated in the group chat and even posted a photo.

"Is this Rongcheng No. 2 High School?"

Looking at the magnificent school gate, Chen Hui thought it was the gate of a palace. It was so different from the gate of Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School in his memory.

"Principal Zhao specially built this for you. See the banner on it? You work hard to earn honors, and there will be plenty of space for you!"

Chen Hui could even imagine the smirk on Li Hai's face as he typed those words, and he felt a bit both amused and exasperated.

“I’m not qualified to hang this at the school gate. With inflation, the IMO is no longer up to par. Didn’t you see the principal take down all the Barbary banners?”

"Chen Hui's IMO is still around, isn't it?"

"Wake up! It's there because Chen Hui got the IMO!"

At Trinity College, in front of the Newton statue, Deng Leyan patted Liang Peixuan on the shoulder, who was having a heated online argument with Li Hai in the group chat. "Let's go back to the hotel. We can't slack off now. Everyone, study hard and try to get good results tomorrow and the day after."

(End of this chapter)