Top Student at Their Peak-Chapter 384 - 135 This Reporter is Too Bad..._3

Qiao Xi just reminded him not to get carried away, especially not to disappoint those who have high hopes for him. This is something Qiao Yu feels he must achieve.

Quietly reading in the room like this, at five fifty, Qiao Yu left the room and went down to the fifth floor.

Although he had heard many unreliable rumors about foreign-organized events online, this time it seems the hotel did quite well.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, there was a special bilingual sign in French and English pointing to the mathematicians’ banquet hall.

However, Qiao Yu thought that this kind of bilingual sign was somewhat redundant; using Chinese and English should have sufficed.

After taking a few steps toward the restaurant, he heard a familiar voice behind him say, "Oh, look, I bet one dollar that the young man in front is definitely the star of today’s conference, Qiao Yu."

Qiao Yu turned his head and saw, as expected, many acquaintances, just coming out of another elevator at the hotel.

The speaker was none other than Pierre Delini, and behind him were Lott Degen, Peter Schulz, and several other professors from Princeton.

In short, they were all acquaintances he met today.

"Professor Delini, hello. And hello, everyone." Qiao Yu stood there and greeted them.

"We just discussed a few issues, and, by the way, Lott also mentioned in the afternoon that he forgot to tell you. Once you’ve written the content you presented today into a paper, you should submit it to Ann.Math, right? Lott." Pierre Delini glanced back at the little old man following him.

"Of course, Qiao Yu, I think our relationship is quite good. I also promised in the afternoon to send you five sample copies of the journal. This paper of yours, I will send you five copies." Lott Degen said.

"Ah? Shouldn’t I discuss this with Professor Dennis and Professor Pan? Shouldn’t everyone’s paper be published in the same journal?" Qiao Yu asked curiously.

Lott Degen took a step forward, shook his head, and said, "Why should you listen to their opinions? This is your achievement, Qiao Yu, you need to have this confidence. Your idea, your achievement, your paper, submitting it to which journal is your freedom and your right. There’s no need to heed anyone else’s thoughts."

Qiao Yu blinked instinctively; he probably understood why Director Tian specifically instructed him not to give anyone a definite commitment.

These mathematics giants are really not very virtuous.

He could certainly release his paper separately from Dennis and Pan Jingyuan, but the whole proof process of the Geometric Langlands Conjecture would seem disjointed.

So Qiao Yu immediately said, "Professor Dugen, I think you’re right, but there’s nothing I can do; I’m still a minor. In Huaxia, under eighteen is considered an incomplete civil act person. I could avoid consulting with Professors Dennis and Pan, but I must have my teacher’s consent."

Lott Degen shrugged.

Well, though he has been to Huaxia more than once, he is not familiar enough to know if the law really states such regulations.

However, speaking of which, any country has restrictions for minors; it can only be said that Qiao Yu’s age advantage is exceptional.

"Haha, all right, Lott, I think you might want to have a chat with Professor Tian later. We should head inside now, Qiao Yu, let’s go together."

...

For Qiao Yu, the mathematician’s banquet was interesting yet quite boring.

But the interesting things he couldn’t do, so there was just boredom left.

Like bridge...

Some mathematicians really did pile two tables together to start a card game.

He watched at the side for two games and understood the rules, and these mathematicians were really just playing, not gambling at all, the stakes were just some pocket change. Even with bad luck, the wins and losses amounted to less than a few Euros.

The real fun was actually the banter and teasing of the winners towards the losers after a round, and the mutual complaints among themselves...

These great minds were quite vicious when lobbing verbal jabs at each other.

Though there weren’t any dirty words, upon closer examination, it was far nastier than simple cursing.

There weren’t any stunning beauties at the banquet either, Qiao Yu originally thought he would see those women in high-class backless gowns from TV shows. He planned to see what such clothes looked like in reality.

Unfortunately, he didn’t see any.

Instead, Lucas Eiseng again brought Frank along to chat with him for a few sentences, with Frank once more extending him an invitation, which Qiao Yu tactfully declined.

After this conversation, Qiao Yu felt that Frank might have recognized him, judging from his demeanor, tone, and words, and he felt his intuition was usually very accurate. But Qiao Yu remained consistent.

He was just a sixteen-year-old ignorant teenager, and his most important task now is to study; anything requiring his decision could be deflected to Tian Yanzhen.

"Perhaps you don’t know, I’ve been without a father since childhood, raised by my mother and grandfather with great effort. So, I’m not knowledgeable about many things. My teacher, Professor Tian Yanzhen, is like a father to me. He tells me that I’m still far from being there.

So, I believe we will definitely have opportunities to collaborate in the future, but that has to wait until my teacher Tian Yanzhen, who is like a father figure to me, feels that I am capable enough to do it."

When he said this, Qiao Yu could feel that Frank seemed unnatural and had some suspicions.