Chapter 401: Chapter 138: Mathematics? Nothing but a game of the Creator!_3

Tian Yan Zhen laughed and said, clearly satisfied with Qiao Yu’s statement.

Of course, this analogy is not entirely accurate. After all, the undergraduate research training program is mostly about assisting the professor.

The task assigned to Qiao Yu was to independently take charge of a project, and it was an avant-garde research topic in Number Theory, a difficulty on a whole different level.

Qiao Yu nodded, but still sat steadily, without leaving.

Tian Yan Zhen waited for two seconds and asked, “Anything else?”

Qiao Yu nodded, somewhat awkwardly said, “Um, I want to ask you to arrange a car for me tomorrow to pick up a few people at the train station.”

Tian Yan Zhen readily agreed, “I’ll have someone contact you later. Oh, is the summer camp about to start? Going to pick up that classmate you mentioned last time?”

Qiao Yu shook his head and replied, “It’s not just for her; mainly my mom will come with her to see me, and it seems her teacher and another classmate from their school selected for the summer camp will be there too, but they’re in the second year of high school.”

“Hmm? Your mother is coming tomorrow? When do they arrive?” Tian Yan Zhen asked more seriously.

Qiao Yu replied, “Yeah. We had planned it before. They should arrive at Beijing West Station at two-thirty in the afternoon.”

Tian Yan Zhen ignored Qiao Yu for a moment, picked up his phone to look at it, and raised his head half a minute later, saying, “I happen to have no plans tomorrow afternoon. I’ll go with you to pick them up. We’ll head out at one-thirty in the afternoon. Since there are four of them, let’s arrange two cars.”

Qiao Yu was a bit surprised and said, “Ah? You’ll go too? Won’t it take up too much of your time?”

Tian Yan Zhen said, “This is basic courtesy, and I must thank her for raising such a wonderful child. Oh, let Elder Yuan know that your mom will be visiting Beijing as well. Alright, that’s settled. You can go rest now.”

“Oh, then I’ll be leaving first, Director Tian. Goodbye.”

Qiao Yu left the office, feeling sentimental. He realized there’s a lot to learn about the demeanor of the influential.

Even knowing this was a way to win people over, he couldn’t help but feel warm inside…

The esteemed Academician personally going to receive Qiao Xi, giving his mother face and letting him feel the importance placed on him directly… Hmm, no matter how you say it, his mom should be happy, right?

As Qiao Yu thought about it, he really wasn’t sure how Qiao Xi would react.

For many years, he felt that Qiao Xi’s emotions have been stable, rarely overly excited or too depressed.

If he had to describe it, it would probably be—it’s fine like this; after all, it’s not unbearable.

But Qiao Yu wasn’t really worried.

Unless drunk, Qiao Xi rarely handles social situations poorly—at most, speaks less when outside.

Forget it, it doesn’t matter.

Yet Qiao Yu still followed Director Tian’s instructions and sent a message to Elder Yuan, informing him that he had returned to school and mentioned his mom’s visit to Beijing the next day.

But after he returned to his room, Elder Yuan hadn’t replied yet, so Qiao Yu went directly into the bathroom to take a shower.

After sitting on a plane for a day, his body smelled.

…

In Huaqing, in the office of Qiuzhai, the elderly were entertaining a guest, but in a somewhat different manner.

The two of them silently read a magazine in their hands.

The tea on the side had clearly cooled, no longer steaming…

The magazine was the sample copy of Ann. Math that Qiao Yu specially sent.

Lott Degen had sent five copies to Qiao Yu, who gave two each to his mentor and Elder Yuan, keeping one for himself as a souvenir.

Clearly, it wasn’t Elder Yuan’s first time reading it, but he couldn’t help smiling when reaching the exciting parts.

Because he remembered what happened when Zhang Shuwen was invited to listen to Qiao Yu’s lecture in Yanbei at the beginning of the year.

Afterwards, Zhang Shuwen even called him.

Neither of them expected that Zhang Shuwen intended just to give the young one some advice, and Qiao Yu really ended up writing the paper.

The result he presented was so concise and beautiful. Especially this unified set of parameter constraint theorems, simply a stroke of genius.

This idea wasn’t difficult, but what’s difficult is using it to unify four extremely complex parameters with different weights into a basic geometric structure.

Whenever he saw this, Yuan Zhengxin couldn’t help but applaud Qiao Yu’s genius idea!

At this moment, he couldn’t resist showing off a bit, and his eyes subconsciously glanced at the junior beside him.

Though called a junior, he’s someone nearly seventy, like Tian Yan Zhen.

“Lu Yuan, have you seen the unified geometric parameter constraint theorem? How about the proof?”

“A genius concept! Ah… Yan Zhen is really lucky.” Tan Lu Yuan pulled himself from concentration and looked at Elder Yuan with a sigh.

As a mathematician of the same era as Tian Yan Zhen, Tan Lu Yuan truly felt a bit competitive towards Tian Yan Zhen.

When it comes to whose knowledge runs deeper, history is hard to judge.

But that’s how life’s encounters are sometimes. You devote decades to a project only to be outpaced.

The glory naturally belongs to someone else.

In recent years, realizing the difficulty of making breakthroughs in academia, Tan Lu Yuan, like Elder Yuan, turned his focus more towards education.

In these years, he has mentored some students he is quite proud of, but truth be told, they’re still in the accumulation phase of research.

Who could have imagined that Tian Yan Zhen would quietly discover another freakish genius at the age of sixteen?

No, it was said to be fifteen at the time of discovery. How could anyone compete with that?