Chapter 132: Guo Ziyang, you're in danger

This conjecture is indeed different from other famous conjectures, but its value is still self-evident. If it can be proven, not to mention the Fields Medal being stable, at least a nomination is possible.

Alright, let me see what new ideas this young man has.

Thinking this, Elton clicked on the article with interest.

Although he didn't quite believe that this young man could prove it, he admired the other party's courage to challenge it.

Graph theory and combinatorics, introducing tools from category theory into physics—quite an idea.

His gaze fell on the main text.

Time passed bit by bit, Elton's body gradually sat up straight, and his expression began to turn serious.

"Beat around the bush."

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"If you don't come again, I'm going to freeze into an ice sculpture," Xu Qingzhou said, rubbing his hands.

Xu Qingzhou felt it was normal. Not to mention in the vast city of Kyoto, even within the same school, everyone would have their own social circles after entering school. It was simply unrealistic to want to meet often.

For Jingda students, passing an English exam was no pressure, but everyone was pursuing high scores; after all, it was related to GPA.

Because everyone had exams, Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao arrived relatively late. Guo Ziyang and Ding Jiahui had already arrived and were waiting in a shop called "Shudi Old Hot Pot" near the homestay.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ding Jiahui was a bit anxious and turned to look at Song Yao, complaining: "Yaoyao, you should also manage Xu Qingzhou; he's spreading rumors here!"

Ding Jiahui: "..."

Noon.

Song Yao put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth, and said with a serious expression: "Actually, I think classmate Guo Ziyang is quite good, even remembering that you're prone to getting inflamed."

Xu Qingzhou looked back at the two girls who were laughing and talking, a bit worried: "Don't, let's slow down."

"Hmm, steady and improving..."

Heaven is my witness, at that time I really just wanted to borrow a meal card!

"Red pot or mandarin duck pot?" Ding Jiahui's gaze swept back and forth between Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao.

Xu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes and continued to probe: "Anyway, I think you two are quite suitable. Why don't you just settle for each other and be together? Once you two get married, I'll only need to give one gift."

"But Jiahui said that in such a hot atmosphere as New Year's Eve, it's normal for two people to spark love."

1 minute later, Xu Qingzhou and Guo Ziyang returned, each carrying two bowls of dipping sauce.

Ding Jiahui was looking at a message from her roommate on her phone. Hearing Xu Qingzhou's words, her eyes held a trace of doubt, and then she burst into laughter: "Hahaha, Xu Qingzhou, you're too good at making things up, hahaha..."

"This..." Guo Ziyang was discouraged.

At this time, Guo Ziyang took two plates, one for Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao, and the other placed in front of Ding Jiahui.

This table was relatively small, one side against the wall, and the aisle wasn't suitable for sitting, so they could only sit on two sides, but Ding Jiahui and Guo Ziyang had already taken a step ahead and occupied the left side.

She had indeed only mentioned it once in the group.

Xu Zhengyang was with a few friends from the Mountain Eagle Club, while Kong Xianbo and Zhai Ziqiang were with Zhang Shuyi and the others.

After the exam, amidst the envious gazes of Xu Zhengyang and others, he simply packed up and went out to find Song Yao.

At 6 PM, Xu Qingzhou saw the late-arriving Song Yao at the school gate, carrying a white bag, with a scarf wrapped around her neck; the thick clothes made her look very petite.

Halfway through the meal, Guo Ziyang glanced at the fruit area in the distance and said: "The fruit is here, I'll go get some."

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Xu Qingzhou's forehead was full of black lines, thinking to himself, classmate Ding Jiahui, you've really mastered double standards.

Looking at Guo Ziyang's back, Xu Qingzhou knew the time had come and said jokingly: "If I didn't know, I would have thought you two were dating." On the first day of the New Year's holiday, the hot pot restaurant was bustling, lingering with a strong scent of the pot base, making people feel as if they had returned to Rongcheng.

Sitting down and taking off his coat, Xu Qingzhou pulled Guo Ziyang to get the sauce. Guo Ziyang asked impatiently: "Tell me, how about I confess on New Year's Eve?"

"The fruit is here~"

Guo Ziyang and Ding Jiahui both lamented that they used to be in the same place and could meet anytime, but now they only meet once every few months.

Forget it, with this reaction, Fatty is in danger.

The four started chatting; since returning from the National Day holiday, everyone hadn't seen each other for about 3 months.

Xu Qingzhou looked away: "Is there any situation with Ding Jiahui?"

"Ah? How to probe?"

Xu Qingzhou had just sat down when Guo Ziyang sent a message, "Jiahui said she wants to take advantage of New Year's Eve to set you two up."

"Good."

Song Yao also nodded.

"That's the logic... My and Song Yao's opinion is to wait a bit longer. This half-semester, the relationship between you two has improved, but compared to the paper person, you are basically 40-60, at most 50-50."

"God, you must be crazy, the holiday..."

Guo Ziyang suggested: "Mandarin duck pot, you were inflamed yesterday."

But she still felt she had no problem, "You two are worthy of being family; the tone of your speech is the same, just knowing how to bully me, a lonely person."

"She probably hasn't realized she likes Guo Ziyang yet. When chatting usually, the probability of mentioning Guo Ziyang is 70% higher than before."

Xu Qingzhou said with a smile: "Wait for Song Yao and me to help you probe."

Xu Qingzhou was a bit speechless. Ding Jiahui was definitely the CP leader. Since he borrowed the meal card in high school, she felt he was going to pursue Song Yao.

Song Yao was unhappy, snorted coldly, and said: "Do you know how fast it is for a girl to finish an exam, go back to pack things, and touch up her makeup in 30 minutes?"

His wife pushed the door open, originally wanting to complain that Elton had started dealing with that hateful work again, but seeing his expression, she fell silent, exited the study, went downstairs, and shouted to the two children who were playing: "Little ones, keep it down..."

Seeing Xu Qingzhou staring at her, Song Yao raised her chin and gave him a proud look. Pretty, right? Not complaining about being slow now, right?

Xu Qingzhou analyzed for him while getting the sauce.

December 31st, the last day of 2014, the English exam ended smoothly.

"Then mandarin duck pot." Xu Qingzhou looked at the two opposite; no matter how he looked, they were suitable.

Xu Qingzhou carefully examined the girl beside him. Her skin was very white, her eyes were crystalline and pretty, and her lip color was pale red, looking moist, pure with a bit of broken coldness.

The first two exams almost made him autistic, but after finishing the English paper, Xu Qingzhou finally found some confidence.

It was precisely because of familiarity that she knew her husband's appearance definitely meant he had discovered something extraordinary.

"I want watermelon," Ding Jiahui said.

Guo Ziyang was a bit anxious.

"What were you just talking about?" Seeing the strange atmosphere, Guo Ziyang asked curiously.

Ding Jiahui looked at the fruit plate in front of her, which was different from Xu Qingzhou's side; this side was all watermelon, bright red, and looked delicious.

"Why did you take all watermelon?"

"Didn't you want to eat it?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 133 =====