A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 289 These billions weren't wasted.
"of course can!"

Chen Hui gave an affirmative answer without hesitation. He had only studied the model because he was awakened by Gus's words in order to escape America. But in fact, the model could truly benefit the whole of China if it were in the hands of Qian Lao and others. He had intended to contribute it from the beginning.

A level 6 political proficiency doesn't come easily.

"Professor Chen is truly a pillar of our nation!"

Mr. Qian sighed deeply.

He knew Chen Hui would most likely hand over the model, but he hadn't expected him to do so so readily and without any conditions.

Such a deep patriotism reminded him of the stories of the older generation who sacrificed their lives for the rise of China, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness and be filled with emotion.

"Those tens of billions weren't wasted!"

Old Zhao also sighed deeply, but his heart was filled with excitement. Today, China has seventh-generation fighter jets at its disposal, as well as models that can be transformed into weather weapons at any time. It can already roam freely on Earth.

He couldn't help but think of Guan Yu's legendary feat of flooding the seven armies.

Now, they can do even more outrageous things, not just water, but also wind, even hail, heavy snow...

With this model in hand, we have the advantage of timing and location. How could we possibly lose?
Of course, he also understood that this model was not omnipotent, and it would probably not be easy to achieve such a thing, but at least, if carefully designed, it would definitely be successful, and the conditions would not be as harsh as the flooding of the seven armies.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Old Li, standing to the side, looked rather grim. After a moment of hesitation, he suddenly turned to Chen Hui and said, "Professor Chen, I want to apologize to you."

"???"

Chen Hui was completely bewildered.

“I was against investing so much in helping you collect data before, but obviously I was wrong. This investment is well worth it. Professor Chen has given a return that is ten or even a hundred times greater than the investment.”

Old Li said sincerely.

"Old Li was also wholeheartedly devoted to the country, what wrong did he do?"

Chen Hui smiled slightly, not minding at all.

Mr. Qian and Mr. Zhao exchanged a glance. If they didn't think it would be a waste of talent to let Chen Hui go into politics, they would have had the same idea.

Sitting in the corner, Lin Xiaotang's eyes were wide open. She had always thought that the hurricane was just an accident, but now it seemed that it was actually summoned by Chen Hui.

Is this scientific?
At this moment, she also understood many things. No wonder Chen Hui insisted on following the route she designed, no wonder Chen Hui made her rush into the hurricane. It turned out that everything was within Chen Hui's calculations!

Soon, the van arrived at the villa area where Chen Hui had received the National Natural Science Award last time. It was the same place he stayed last time; this place had always been reserved for Chen Hui, and he could stay here as long as he wanted.

In Beijing, where land is incredibly expensive, acquiring such a luxurious villa would be a considerable expense, but for everyone present, it was insignificant.

The next day, Chen Hui went to Yanbei University early to pay his respects to his mentor, Tian Yang, and his teacher, Yuan Xinyi, was also there.

Although many people learned from the news that Chen Hui had returned, they did not know his exact whereabouts. Therefore, Yuan Xinyi rushed to Beijing overnight yesterday. If Chen Hui had not come to find them, he would not have known where to go.

"Just come back, just come back!"

Yuan Xinyi looked at Chen Hui, and his eyes reddened.

Back then, he went to America with Chen Hui to receive the award, and the teacher and student won the Fields Medal together, which became a legend. He was riding high when he encountered that unexpected change.

It had been more than a year since we last met. Chen Hui was at the age where he was growing, and he had grown taller and looked much more mature.

"You suffered."

"It's because Grandmaster is useless."

Tian Yang said with remorse that he had indeed tried to help Chen Hui many times over the past year, but with little success.

"I'm doing fine at Princeton."

Chen Hui said with a smile, "Teacher and Grandmaster have lost quite a bit of weight. Come on, let me treat you to some Nanjing cuisine."

"Haha... It's good to be thinner as you get older."

Tian Yang laughed heartily, "Today it's my turn to treat everyone. Let's go to that authentic Nanjing cuisine restaurant from last time to welcome Xiao Hui back."

Chen Hui did not refuse.
Nanjing roast duck, stir-fried dried tofu with watercress, stewed raw pork...

Upon tasting authentic Chinese cuisine again, Chen Hui's mouth watered, and he ate three large bowls of rice.

After spending more than a year at Princeton, he felt like he had arrived in paradise.

After dinner, the three chatted for a while, and Chen Hui learned that his teacher, Yuan Xinyi, had actually switched to applied research. He even had some credit for the seventh-generation computer. Now, his teacher was conducting research on quantum computers. As for more specific details, he had to keep them a secret. He didn't say much even to Chen Hui and Tian Yang.

Chen Hui also briefly outlined his upcoming plans and invited his mentor, Tian Yang, and teacher, Yuan Xinyi, to join the academic editing team of the journal he founded.

The two readily agreed, even though they weren't optimistic about the project. They believed that having Chen Hui handle it would increase the chances of success compared to having them lead the effort.

At 4 p.m., Yuan Xinyi rushed back to the research institute. His recent research had entered a critical stage, and after learning that Chen Hui was alright, he did not delay and quickly went back to tackle the problem.

Chen Hui also said goodbye to Tian Yang and headed towards Tsinghua University.

"Mr. Qiu, thank you for your help over the past year. I have fulfilled my mission and am back."

Upon arriving at the Qiu Chengwu Mathematics Center, Chen Hui met Qiu Chengwu in his office and sincerely thanked him. For more than a year, Qiu Chengwu had also been using his international influence to put pressure on America to ensure Chen Hui's safety.

Regardless of the actual outcome, at least the sentiment is something Chen Hui should personally visit to express his gratitude for.

"Thank you very much, Professor Yun." After saying that, Chen Hui looked at Yun Wei next to him. Years ago, Yun Wei attended his closed-door seminar at Yanbei University and gave him a lot of valuable advice.

He knew this former genius mathematician, who was said to have a good relationship with his teacher Yuan Xinyi, although the two did not interact much.

"It would be nice to come back."

Chiu Cheng-wu also smiled broadly, saying, "I hope that you can continue to shine in the field of mathematics after you return, and that you will not be disturbed by the external environment."

"Your mission for this year isn't finished yet, so you'd better work harder!"

In high spirits, Qiu Chengwu also made a joke. It is now widely rumored online that Chen Hui solves a millennium problem every year, but more than half of the year has passed and there is still no progress. That's why he said that Chen Hui has not yet completed his task.

Chen Hui smiled and said, "It shouldn't be long before we see Elder Qiu!"

Qiu Chengwu's eyes widened.

He was just joking, but now it seems that Chen Hui might actually have made progress?

Based on previous intelligence, Chen Hui was likely researching the Riemann Hypothesis.

"You've already proven the Riemann Hypothesis?"

Qiu Chengwu asked excitedly.

When he became a student of Shiing-Shen Chern, Chern first chose the Riemann Hypothesis as his research topic. However, he knew that he could not complete this task, so he turned to other research and eventually achieved remarkable results in other fields, winning the Fields Medal, the crown jewel of mathematics.

Unexpectedly, one day his grand-disciple completed the proof of the Riemann Hypothesis.

"It should be."

Chen Hui wasn't entirely certain, since his conjecture hadn't been verified by the academic community, and he didn't dare to make any definitive statements.

"You truly are a monster!"

Qiu Chengwu chuckled to himself. People used to use such adjectives to describe him, and he hadn't quite understood it then, but now he suddenly understood how those people felt.

That evening, at Qiu Chengwu's warm invitation, Chen Hui enjoyed another authentic Beijing meal.

Although it's a food wasteland, it's still much better than eating at Princeton. Even the Chinese food he ate at Princeton always felt off to Chen Hui; the food from his hometown was much more to his liking.

At the dinner table, Chen Hui also extended an invitation to Qiu Chengwu and Yun Wei, hoping that the two of them could serve as academic editors for his journal.

"With your current academic standing, there's no need for a personal invitation. Countless people will be vying to become academic editors, not only domestically but internationally."

Qiu Chengwu smiled and said to Chen Hui, after all, he was decades older and had seen too much, so he naturally understood.
Chen Hui did not stay in Beijing for long; he returned to Jiangcheng University the next day.

This time, not only Wang Qiming came to the airport to greet them, but also Zhang Pingwen, the president of Jiangcheng University.

But Chen Hui didn't give him a friendly look. Now that Jiangcheng University is embroiled in negative news, he, as the president, can hardly escape responsibility.

What happened before could be attributed to his oversight, but now that the truth has been revealed, he still does nothing, which is a disgrace to Jiangcheng University.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't expect so much to have happened in the past year."

Back at school, Zhang Pingwen left dejectedly after being rebuffed. Wang Qiming said awkwardly, "The school has always been proud of you, but now the school has become your only stain."

He was also very frustrated with the current situation at Jiangcheng University, but it was not something that he, as the dean of the School of Mathematics, could control.

Moreover, Chen Hui has been trapped in Princeton for more than a year, and they have not been able to provide him with any assistance. Jiangcheng University has now become a burden to Chen Hui.

If Chen Hui wanted to leave Jiangcheng University at this time, he would have no objections.

Chen Hui didn't say much. He hadn't planned to stay at the school after returning this time. He wanted to advance the research on controlled nuclear fusion, and staying at the school wouldn't work.

With this kind of thing happening again, Jiangcheng University is now somewhat repulsive, and it's better not to stay there.

"Teacher, you're finally back!"

When Chloe saw Chen Hui in the office, tears streamed down her face like a broken beaded curtain, large and small pearls falling onto a jade plate. In the blink of an eye, she was a sobbing mess.

"The students are useless; they can't help at all."

"It's the teacher's fault for letting you down."

Chen Hui looked at his student and said with a smile, "Three years of graduate school, and you're about to graduate, but your teacher hasn't really taught you much."

During the year or so he spent at Princeton, although he would review papers online and give Chloe some directional advice, it was still different from face-to-face guidance. Chloe was basically left to her own devices by him.

"My teacher has already taught me a lot."

With tears in her eyes, Chloe said, "Chloe's achievements today are all thanks to the guidance of her teacher."

"Choi wants to continue doing research with her teacher in the future."

Chen Hui hesitated for a moment. Chloe's identity was indeed somewhat special for the research he was about to conduct, but he finally nodded and said, "Okay, it's settled then."

He will not give up on theoretical research next; he will have Chloe follow him to do theoretical research.

Chen Hui didn't stay at Jiangcheng University for long either, and returned to Rongcheng the next day.

July's heat is intense.

July and August are the hottest months in Chengdu, but Chen Hui felt not the slightest bit annoyed by the scorching heat; on the contrary, he felt incredibly warm and welcoming.

Chloe stayed at Jiangcheng University, working hard on her graduation thesis for next year, while Lin Xiaotang stayed in Beijing. Her mission was complete, so she naturally didn't need to continue following Chen Hui.

Elena, on the other hand, had nowhere to go, so she temporarily followed Chen Hui to Chengdu.

At the plane exit, Chen Hui saw Dai Yafeng, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, wearing sunglasses.

"Brother Feng, long time no see."

Chen Hui took the initiative to greet him. Back in Beijing, Qian Lao had discussed security matters with him. Given his current status, he was too sensitive. Even though he would be much safer in China, there were precedents of scientists getting lucky, so precautions had to be taken.

So Chen Hui specifically named Dai Yafeng. They had gotten along quite well before, and Dai Yafeng couldn't be blamed for what happened with America.

"Thank you."

Dai Yafeng said with a face full of guilt, he had been blaming himself for America’s matter, and he was under punishment. If Chen Hui hadn’t specifically asked him to come out and do the mission, he would not have had the chance at all.

"polite."

"That wasn't your fault, Brother Feng, don't worry about it."

Chen Hui patted Dai Yafeng on the shoulder and walked towards the parking lot.

Since it wasn't rush hour, Chen Hui bought a ticket for Shuangliu Airport and arrived at Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School in just over twenty minutes.

When Chen Hui returned after more than a year, he found that Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School had changed dramatically.

The original school gate has long since disappeared, replaced by an open gate hundreds of meters wide, flanked by stone archways inscribed with the honors Chen Hui has received.

On [Date], our student Chen Hui participated in the provincial competition of the National High School Mathematics League and won first prize with a perfect score.

……

"..."

Looking at the list of honors he had received on the archway, Chen Hui couldn't help but feel speechless. He remembered that there used to be banners, but it seemed that Principal Zhao thought that banners were too easy to decay, so he replaced them with large bluestones.

The archway still has many blank spaces left, clearly indicating that Principal Zhao is waiting to write more of Chen Hui's legend on it.

Stepping towards the school gate,

"Do you have an appointment?"

Today's Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School is completely different from what it used to be. Except for its slightly weaker historical foundation, it is now a prestigious school that can rival No. 4, No. 7, and No. 9 Middle Schools. Naturally, not just anyone can get in.

However, the security guard recognized Chen Hui the next moment, "Xiao Hui, is that you?"

"Why are you back?"

"Come in, come in."

Zhao Dayong happily opened the school gate and let Chen Hui in.

"Uncle Dayong".

Chen Hui greeted him with a smile. Zhao Dayong had been Li Tianhua's colleague and had opened the door for Chen Hui for over a year, so the two were quite familiar with each other.

"I heard you came back from working on seventh-generation fighter jets?"

Is the seventh-generation fighter jet called the Black Bird?

"How was it like flying in a seventh-generation fighter jet?"

"I've heard that seventh-generation fighter jets can fly and burrow underground, is that true?"

Zhao Dayong often watches short videos, and his questions made Chen Hui laugh.

(End of this chapter)