Chapter 488: Chapter 156: How Could I Forget?_4

Moreover, the editor-in-chief of JAMS, Professor Kostentbad, holds Qiao Yu in high regard. He has heard that the status of professors doing fundamental mathematics research in Huaxia isn’t very high, so he hopes Qiao Yu can come to the Federation to work.

You can discuss all this with Qiao Yu, but since he’s only sixteen, you’ll need to handle it with some tact.”

Even though the other side couldn’t see him, Frank still nodded subconsciously before responding: “Got it.”

…

After hanging up, Frank immediately started searching for Qiao Yu’s latest paper online and glanced at the academic forum to see what other mathematicians were saying about Qiao Yu.

He quickly saw remarks from Tao Xuanzhi and Pierre Derini.

Well, you know…everyone in the academic circle is aware that whether it’s looking for investment in the Federation or applying for various projects or funds in Huaxia, the reviewers often consider not only what journal a paper is published in but also the external evaluations.

Even if a paper is published in an ordinary journal, if someone of Fields Medal stature publicly comments in an official setting that it made significant progress, it takes an absolute advantage in any evaluation.

Because such public remarks, in a way, are using one’s influence to academically endorse something.

So it’s quite rare to hear those big names in mathematics comment on others’ work through public channels, like personal blogs, Instagram, or academic conference reports.

Even if they do occasionally comment, they usually use conservative terms like “a highly promising piece of work” or “a concept worthy of further research” and the like.

But this time, Pierre Derini actually said: “This will be the greatest milestone of the century, probably second to none!”

This is no mere acknowledgment; it can be said to be a public academic endorsement! A public high recognition from a top mathematician, you could say it surpasses the traditional evaluation system.

The moment he saw this evaluation, Frank realized that Qiao Yu would likely swiftly enter the core circle of the academic world, and no wonder Lucas Eisen said that trying to collaborate with Qiao Yu now might be challenging…

This might indeed max out the difficulty.

He even suspected that Qiao Yu’s inbox was already flooded with collaboration requests!

This made Frank quite torn, wondering if he should use a more direct way to contact Qiao Yu… like making a phone call.

After all, just sending an email, he suspected Qiao Yu wouldn’t even look at it!

…

And indeed, it seemed to be the case.

The Mathematics Society’s annual conference wasn’t over yet, but for Qiao Yu, it was more or less done.

At noon, he had planned to spend the afternoon wandering around with Senior Brother Chen, but in reality, he didn’t even have time to send a WeChat message to him the entire afternoon.

From afternoon to evening, professors came to him one after another for academic discussions, and during this time, more than one person expressed the desire to collaborate.

Even other panel discussions became much more deserted.

If Qiao Yu’s prior intention was just to advertise, the effect was surprisingly good.

Qiao Yu also couldn’t help but start questioning his life. He wondered if these people had never eaten fine grained flour…

It was just a preliminary paper, yet why did it spark such enthusiasm among everyone all of a sudden?

He hadn’t even solved the Riemann Conjecture yet, not to mention he hadn’t fully resolved the Twin Prime Conjecture.

Now, with each professor being so enthusiastic, once he really solved those well-known conjectures, wouldn’t these people go crazy?

Alright, at this moment, Qiao Yu didn’t know that several Fields Medal big shots had become his fanatics, and were enthusiastically extolling his results in their own ways.

If he knew…

He’d probably think these big shots indeed had a keen eye.

But at eleven in the night, after finally bidding everyone farewell, Qiao Yu couldn’t help but feel fatigued.

Of course, it was quite normal.

He gave a report in the morning, and from afternoon to evening, apart from meal times, he was constantly engaged in conversations with others, dealing with numerous questions…

If you can’t relate, imagine a teacher working overtime all day; although you’re not moving much, your brain needs to keep turning, and you have to keep talking…

It should have been a cerebral task, but it was dragged into a physical one, and he’s only sixteen, at the most active phase of his life. If it were someone like Tian Yan or Yuan Zhengxin, they’d have long run out of energy.

“It turns out Director Tian was protecting me yesterday, sigh… I wronged Director Tian! These professors and researchers are terrifyingly enthusiastic!”

Qiao Yu complained to Qiao Xi. Now that it was just the mother and son, he could speak more freely.

“Yeah, good to know.” Qiao Xi answered casually.

Though a bit noisy, as long as she put on headphones, she could ignore all the noise, since it wasn’t directed at her.

“Sigh… so many schools are inviting me to give lectures now. Should I go? If I go, it’s too much of a time sink after all, I’m quite busy; if I don’t, they’re so enthusiastic, acting so sincere… being too outstanding is indeed a kind of guilt!”

Qiao Yu habitually complimented himself in a self-pitying tone, then looked at Qiao Xi…

All but saying: “What are you waiting for? Why aren’t you praising me yet!”

Unfortunately, Qiao Xi only smiled and said: “Yep, absolutely, adding flowers to someone already brilliant. You’ve published in top journals and solved a problem everyone found challenging, so you deserve all this.

Don’t worry, win another award in the future, and more people will invite you for lectures. Then let’s just live this lifetime like this, sounds quite comfortable.”

Qiao Yu glanced at Qiao Xi and said: “Why are you so unambitious? I am going to achieve big things!”

“Oh, you remember? That means you’re still on the way, so do you still need to ask me what you should do now?” Qiao Xi replied casually.

Standard heuristic education.

The key point was, Qiao Yu actually thought what Qiao Xi said made sense. We could only say that Qiao Xi knew how to PUA him…

“You gave birth to me, so you’re right!”

Eager to go and take a quick shower and sleep, Qiao Yu couldn’t help but feel resigned.

With Qiao Xi around, he couldn’t even slack on personal hygiene occasionally.

Qiao Xi wouldn’t scold him or hit him, but she’d keep staring at him with that incredulous look, like saying: “What on earth have I given birth to?”

Qiao Yu always thought this might be why Qiao Xi’s old music teacher thought she could be an actress.

Those eyes seemed to speak, of course, it might also be because his brain was particularly good at completing pictures…

But before he could enter the bathroom, his phone rang.

Well, this person had no manners, calling at over eleven at night.

Yo, and it’s an international number…

Answering the call, Qiao Yu naturally greeted: “Hello?”

“Hello Qiao Yu, it’s Frank, remember me? We met at this year’s World Algebraic Geometry Conference.”

Qiao Yu paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Qiao Xi…

That question from the other side lacked self-confidence… after all, it was Professor Frank, and he surely remembered, impossible to forget that…