Super God-Level Top Student-Chapter 1169 - 463: A Small Gathering on the Eve of the Congress

No matter if the theory of relativity is entirely correct or not, from a subjective experience, the relativity of time is bound to be true. People living in the lap of luxury often express the sentiment that time flies by, while for those struggling on the edge of life and death, it can be a completely different scenery.

If someone constantly laments each passing year for its quickness, it surely means life is going well. This is the case for most college students.

Especially for those seniors who have basically confirmed their future paths, the last semester flies by in the blink of an eye. Then there comes the entrance exams, admissions, and summer vacation...

Everything is in a yearly cycle, except this year at Xilin University of Technology, things are a bit different.

Everyone’s work focus was not on various summer camps but on the once-every-four-years World Mathematicians Conference.

Any international event held every four years usually garners significant attention. Such as the Olympics or the World Cup. The difference lies in the fact that mathematicians are often low-key, making such grand gatherings impactful mainly within the mathematics community, possibly drawing a bit more attention from the physics community.

There’s nothing to be done about it—mathematics by its nature is sophisticated and not widely popular. After all, the entry barriers are indeed high.

IQ is a rigid requirement, coupled with interest, belief, and perseverance, only then can one walk far on this path.

Even someone as talented as Qiao Ze needs to devote more energy to contemplating mathematical problems, not to mention other mathematicians.

Thus, anyone invited to attend the World Mathematicians Conference and deliver a report is unquestionably a top-tier figure in the contemporary global mathematics circle.

Especially the sixty-minute opening report facing all attendees on the first day.

This report typically comes from a renowned mathematician who gives a comprehensive thematic presentation, summarizing the latest developments and challenges in the field of mathematics within an hour. Since the World Mathematicians Conference moved from Philadelphia to Xilin, this responsibility naturally fell to Qiao Ze.

No one objected.

After all, the latest developments and challenges in the mathematics field have mostly been proposed by Qiao Ze, leaving no room for dispute.

Additionally, Qiao Ze set a new small record again, becoming the youngest mathematician in history to deliver the opening report at the World Mathematicians Conference, as well as the first Huaxia national in its history to earn such an honor. The first Chinese mathematician to achieve this was Qiu, and it was the only instance in history prior.

There’s no choice—Huaxia national and Huaxia ethnicity are indeed two different concepts. Plus, Qiao Ze hasn’t even studied abroad, enhancing his credibility even more.

Locally nurtured, then soared to great heights. Plus, considering Huaxia’s current standing and Qiao Ze’s influence therein, Li Jiangao became the busiest person before the start of this World Mathematicians Conference.

Yes, the busiest person is Li Jiangao.

Most attendees are big names, and as usual, Qiao Ze does not enjoy or skillfully handle interactions with prominent figures, leaving the cumbersome tasks to him. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

After all, this world is not an isolated island—people naturally want to admire a world-class genius’s mentor.

Besides meeting these big names, Li Jiangao didn’t want to neglect old friends either.

On the eve of the World Mathematicians Conference, Li Jiangao managed to spare some time to have midnight snacks with old friends at the small cafeteria package within the research institute building. It wasn’t due to an unwillingness to schedule during formal meal times—being the director, certain events are genuinely beyond his control.

It’s a grand event for the mathematics circle, held right in Xilin, so everyone came.

Zhang Chunlei, Liu Jie, Chen Xujing, Wang Ming, Xu Yansong...

Except for Qian Zhenghai, who was unable to attend due to personal reasons and being abroad, everyone else was seated in the booth, chatting while eating, with plenty of sighs.

The last time such a gathering was when we were on a conference in Xingcheng years ago, and now a year has flown by. Some things were expected, but perhaps no one anticipated them to happen so swiftly.

"Phew... Li, oh Li, thinking back now, you really had a lot of courage back in the day! Bringing Qiao Ze to our doorsteps, it’s a pity that no one seized the opportunity! How on earth did you have such luck back then? If he had been with any of us, this world might have been a different story, right?"

Zhang Chunlei lifted his glass, took a sip, and sighed.

Indeed, it is quite a sigh-worthy.

That year, the little circle was still led by him. After all, he was the only one among them to wear the cap.

Wearing the Yangtze River Scholar’s cap in his early forties, and in the field of science no less. What it represents, only those who get it understand.

Back then Li Jiangao was just over thirty years old, having just passed the phase of either promotion or departure, achieving assistant professor status, still a junior in need of mentorship. Now Li Jiangao is a scholar, while Zhang is still striving in the same direction.

"Ah, Old Zhang, you wanted to snatch Qiao Ze for real, but leave me out of this. The next day I went alone to attend the meeting, only to find you all collectively applied for leave. At that time, Old Lin had a perennially stern face while reporting... it was terribly awkward!"

The only sincere person among them, Xu Yansong, quickly spoke up to dissociate himself from the matter.

After all, back then he truly didn’t participate in the battle over Qiao Ze.