CHAPTER 402: CHAPTER 138: MATHEMATICS? NOTHING BUT A GAME OF THE CREATOR!_4

Even I can’t compare, and neither can my students... Maybe having a student like that in a lifetime is enough for some.

"Putting other things aside, he’s always been pretty lucky," Yuan Zhengxin laughed, agreeing with the statement.

Tan Lu Yuan put down the paper in his hand and remarked, "It seems like you truly have let go of that old resentment, Teacher Yuan."

Yuan Zhengxin smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "What else can I do? My grandson insists on calling him mentor and me grand-mentor. How can I let the child be caught in the middle?"

Tan Lu Yuan was initially taken aback, then a smile involuntarily crept up his face as he probably understood how Elder Yuan’s temper had been turned around.

Being addressed as grand-mentor by such a child right off the bat, who could resist?

Would he really reveal the sour relationship between them and recount all the grudges of the previous generation to a sixteen-year-old?

Neither Yuan Zhengxin nor Tian Yanzhen would likely do such a thing. Or rather, whoever does it to a child first would be at a loss.

"This kid is really... quite interesting," Tan Lu Yuan added with admiration.

"More than interesting."

The old man shook his head and continued, "You don’t know, he’s not only talented but also very self-disciplined. Every week he takes the initiative to send me his reading notes and learning insights.

Oh, I introduced him to Li Lixing’s research group, and in just a few days, he helped solve a problem that had been troubling them for half a year. He didn’t tell me; it was Lixing who came specially to thank me, then I found out."

Tan Lu Yuan focused and asked, "Is that so? The project you’re talking about wouldn’t happen to be the one Professor Lixing applied for a Natural Science Foundation grant for last year, would it?"

Yuan Zhengxin nodded with a smile and said, "Exactly."

Tan Lu Yuan exclaimed, "It seems he truly has a deep understanding of the Geometric Langlands Conjecture."

Yuan Zhengxin nodded slightly and continued, "By the way, when I learned about this from Lixing, I was suddenly inspired and thought I’d go see what this little guy was doing after achieving such an outstanding result.

No one was notified, and I took a trip to Yanbei’s Math Research Center. Guess what I saw my grandson doing when I got there?"

Tan Lu Yuan looked at Elder Yuan’s expression across from him and was moved, "You wouldn’t ask like that if he wasn’t still diligently studying, right?"

Yuan Zhengxin laughed heartily and said, "Exactly! At sixteen, in his young and impetuous years, achieving results yet immediately delving into academic research."

After speaking, Elder Yuan’s expression changed, and he said in a muffled voice, "Then look at some other students. A little stricter requirements, and they start complaining that the teacher is too harsh!

It’s not just talent that they lack. So this year, the requirements for Huaqing’s talent class must be raised. Those who just muddle through cannot be admitted anymore!"

Upon hearing this, Tan Lu Yuan took a sip of tea to cover his embarrassment...

He understood the educational model of Huaqing’s talent class, and to think the requirements are considered low? If so, other schools’ basic math classes might as well stop operating...

Putting down the tea cup, Tan Lu Yuan simply changed the topic: "Teacher Yuan, how do you think Qiao Yu compares to Tao Xuanzhi?"

Yuan Zhengxin waved his hand decisively and said, "Qiao Yu will soon surpass Xuanzhi."

Tan Lu Yuan was taken aback...

Of course, he already knew Qiao Yu’s place in the old man’s heart, but such high praise still took him by surprise.

After all, Tao Xuanzhi won the Fields Medal at thirty-one, also recognized as a genius in the field of mathematics.

"That’s too much, too much... Qiao Yu is only sixteen; this ’soon’ is an exaggeration," Tan Lu Yuan shook his head with a smile.

The old man chuckled, "Too much? Lu Yuan, do you believe that I can even see Qiao Yu solving the Riemann Conjecture?"

Tan Lu Yuan glanced at Elder Yuan in surprise, momentarily unsure how to respond.

Was he supposed to say it depends on how long you live?

Wait, the Riemann Conjecture?

"Are you planning for Qiao Yu to start working on the Riemann Conjecture now?" Tan Lu Yuan couldn’t help but ask.

"It’s not our plan; Qiao Yu actually has more interest in Number Theory. He once said, regarding the Geometric Langlands Conjecture, the Langlands Program, theories like complete spaces, all are to create more tools.

That’s where his true interest lies; Qiao Yu has grand ambitions! Previously, when he talked about the future with Tian Yanzhen, he mentioned wanting to tackle this conjecture. Never mind, telling you this, you probably won’t believe it. He just returned today and needs to rest.

How about this, I’ll message him to come to Huaqing to meet you tomorrow. You’ll understand after talking with him. Lu Yuan, I dare say that in some areas of research, you’re not as daring as this kid! He’s not the type to waste his time idly."

As he spoke, Yuan Zhengxin put on his glasses, picked up his phone, and opened WeChat to see a message already sent by his beloved grandson.

After reading it, he smiled.

"Coincidentally, Qiao Yu’s mother is coming to Beijing tomorrow. Seems like a welcoming banquet is in order. I’ll host it, and it’ll also be like a welcome banquet for you."

Tan Lu Yuan smiled wryly.

Just arrived today, and the welcoming banquet is scheduled for tomorrow? Looks like he’s just riding on that kid’s mother’s coattails to get this meal!

The old man is blatantly biased.

To the extent of hosting a banquet for Qiao Yu’s mother’s arrival...

Tan Lu Yuan suspected Elder Yuan regarded Qiao Yu as his own grandson...

...

Qiao Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

He woke up but saw that outside the window it was still pitch black, so he stayed still in the bed.

Although not moving, his mind started recalling the words Director Tian had told him after his return yesterday.