Chapter 208

Yandongyuan.

On the sofa, Song Yao's small face was tense, staring intently at the comment section, occasionally frowning, and putting some uncivilized remarks into the "black room."

Xu Qingzhou took a few glances and then lost interest in these comments, his gaze falling on Song Yao.

The light from the phone reflected in her eyes, a few strands falling beside her rounded chin. When she was focused, her small expression was serious and earnest, her fingers tapping on the screen.

Xu Qingzhou looked at her little white socks and whispered: "Wearing socks at home is too strange. Shall I help you take them off?"

Song Yao was busy muting the "little haters," her attention entirely on the phone, her mind filled with contempt for these infatuated girls and disdain for the haters.

She then leaned against the sofa armrest, following Xu Qingzhou's movements to lift her feet, letting him take off her socks. Only when both feet felt a bit cool did she feel that something was wrong.

"Tsk tsk, how did these feet of yours kick the wooden board to pieces?"

Opposite, Xu Qingzhou was writing the report on the Twin Prime Conjecture. It was much more complex than the last one, with more than a dozen parts, from the choice of sieve method to the supplement of the sieve method, the distribution law of prime numbers, the preliminary estimation of the upper and lower bounds, the upper bound of the spacing... The report was the most basic.

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Song Yao gave a start and quickly returned the phone to Xu Qingzhou.

"It's about the same as the last one," Xu Qingzhou said with a smile.

Just when Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao were being lovey-dovey, the number theory report meeting preparatory group was working overtime.

"Oh, what are your thoughts?"

Song Yao greeted: "Auntie."

However, Song Yao didn't really have the heart to bite down hard. While it stung, it was also a bit itchy.

Song Yao looked up: "Where are you going?"

"Mom, hanging up so soon?" Xu Qingzhou endured the pain in his waist and said feignedly and mournfully: "I have to fly to Jin Ling on the 19th. Don't you have anything to instruct me?"

"Couldn't help it..."

"Ah! Xu Qingzhou, what are you touching my feet for!"

"Hmm, we don't really cook much, we just..."

Taking advantage of the time Song Yao was chatting with Wang Nushi, Xu Qingzhou picked up Song Yao's two slender legs and placed them on his thighs.

"Still conceiving it. I might need your help then."

Hearing Wang Nushi call her name, Song Yao felt inexplicably nervous, as if she understood the feeling Xu Qingzhou had when he answered his dad's call that day.

Two minutes later, Song Yao's face was flushed, and she got up from Xu Qingzhou. She originally wanted to deal with Xu Qingzhou, but after a long time, she was the one who suffered, letting this guy touch her here and there.

Song Yao pursed her lips, remembering that just now... something hard had pressed against her, so her face instantly felt hot.

With Mom there, Song Yao didn't dare to move around. Once the call hung up, she was going to get beaten.

Wang Nushi sighed, "Just now, your dad and my leader both called. As soon as they opened their mouths, it was all about congratulations and such, and there was also your middle school principal..."

Xu Qingzhou sighed: "Taking a shower to calm down."

Song Yao had already calmed down, self-studying the knowledge points for the second semester of her sophomore year, lowering her head to take notes.

The living room returned to quiet.

"Professor Tan." Someone walked in.

Xu Qingzhou made a zipping motion, indicating he would shut up. He sat for a while before slowly getting up.

She couldn't see Xu Qingzhou's small movements, only Song Yao; even Xu Qingzhou was out of the frame.

It was even more troublesome to go through all the questions that might be encountered: the twin prime counting problem, the improvement measures of the sieve method, and the Kloosterman and Weil conjectures that Academician Wang and the others had asked about last time and he had omitted. Many scholars were interested in these areas.

After writing for about 20 minutes, Xu Qingzhou had to stop.

Wang Nushi didn't give Xu Qingzhou a good look: "Hmph, you went abroad yourself, are you still afraid of going to Jin Ling?"

"Does it feel good to touch?"

"Although the cafeteria is convenient, it's still not as good as cooking it yourself, and there's no fat or nutrition in it. It doesn't nourish people. You guys, if you have time, you should cook something yourselves."

"It's a strange place after all. You guys went to play there last time, tell me about it," Xu Qingzhou said.

"It's fine, the internet lagged a bit." Song Yao found that her eye suppression was useless, enduring the strange sensation coming from her lower leg, "Usually we can just go to the cafeteria to eat."

Xu Qingzhou was blushing, pained but happy.

Song Yao was talking to Wang Nushi, but her voice suddenly stopped. She turned her head to stare at the boy beside her, stunned by Xu Qingzhou's audacity. She really wanted to kick him away, but she was on a call.

Kong Zhengjiang nodded with a smile. He had the same view as Professor Tan.

Half an hour passed, and the romantic atmosphere in the living room finally dissipated for the most part. The two of them got down to business.

Connected.

Xu Qingzhou coughed dryly, adjusted his sitting posture, and looked resentful: "You always like to be on top like this, that won't do."

Next door, an old man was staring at the screen, reviewing the information of the attendees. This person was the Deputy Secretary-General of the Mathematical Society whom Xu Qingzhou had met last time, Professor Tan Yizhen.

Song Yao said: "Another little fan girl."

At the same time, a hand touched Xu Qingzhou's waist and twisted it hard for half a turn.

"It really is me." Xu Qingzhou was also a bit surprised. He looked at the photo and said: "It's probably taken by that girl next to me."

"How much is the bonus?" Xu Qingzhou wasn't worried about the social interactions of Wang Nushi and Old Xu. Both of them had been working for decades, and they could handle social pleasantries with ease.

Looking at the two young people whose behavior was much more intimate than last time, Wang Nushi seemed to understand something and beamed: "Xiaoyao, I didn't disturb you while you were busy, did I?"

Ding~ At this moment, the screen of Xu Qingzhou's phone suddenly jumped, and Wang Nushi appeared in the screen.

Next, he could simply rest and then start tinkering with the Polignac conjecture.

"I want to bite you to death." Song Yao pressed on Xu Qingzhou, pulled at Xu Qingzhou's sleeve, and took a bite on his arm.

"Okay, you are very welcome to come to the Xia Nation. Please send the relevant information to our mailbox within two working days." The staff member communicated with the other side in fluent English, then hung up the phone and registered the caller's information.

He was also very honest, just touching the lower leg under the skirt. The feet were too sensitive; he might get kicked away.

【Respected Mr. Maynard, very happy to receive your invitation...】

By the window of the plane, Xu Qingzhou was holding a stack of materials, head bowed in thought. The photo was taken with a high level of skill.

The bipeds started fighting again.

"I'm right beside me." Xu Qingzhou pulled Song Yao over. In the comment section, someone named "Nana" posted a special comment: "End of March, ran into Xu Shen's photo!"

Wang Nushi stopped, "Where is Xiaoyao?"

The smooth and delicate touch made Xu Qingzhou's mind wander. These white, tender feet were too comfortable to touch, and the white socks in his hand still carried warmth.

Clicking on this Weibo called "Nana," it was indeed that girl, saying she met Xu Qingzhou on the plane to the UK, and she had posted a large number of photos of her trip to the UK some time ago.

But it didn't matter, as long as the daughter-in-law was there.

The formats were all the same: first express gratitude, then point out that he was busy and had no plans to go abroad for the time being. There were also invitations to study abroad, full scholarships, willingness to provide recommendation letters, etc.

"I can explain. Actually, I recently learned a way to massage the legs... Huh, why did you take off your bracelet?..."

Professor Tan smiled, signaling the person to sit down, "Old Kong, pour yourself some tea."

"You wait a moment, your dad's leader is calling, hanging up first, Old Xu, Old Xu."

"Beep~"

This part of the content is estimated to take two weeks, which means it can be done by the end of April.

Xu Qingzhou touched the soft lower leg, still acting like nothing happened, and asked shamelessly: "Hmm, what's wrong? Keep talking..."

"Old Kong, we must find a way to keep such a talent."

Wang Nushi asked: "Son, what is the Twin Prime Conjecture anyway?"

On the screen, seeing Song Yao stop abruptly, Wang Nushi also asked: "Xiaoyao?"

Wang Nushi was still a bit dazed. Last time it was 100,000, this time it was 200,000. Money wasn't money anymore.

Song Yao stared, almost kicking him off.

Song Yao snatched the little white socks from Xu Qingzhou's hand, stomped her slippers back to the bedroom, and only came out after a long while, but her heart was still pounding.

But after Jingda and *Mathematical Inventions* announced Xu Qingzhou's achievements and announced that Xu Qingzhou would give a report on the Twin Prime Conjecture at the number theory report meeting on the 22nd, the attention value of this report meeting was pulled to the max.

"Not busy, we are sitting and playing with our phones."

Without giving Xu Qingzhou a chance to speak, Wang Nushi hung up the phone.

"Hmm, we will cook for ourselves when we have time." Song Yao endured the itchy feeling and answered in a low voice. After chatting for a few more sentences, Wang Nushi said: "Okay, then I won't disturb your rest."

Song Yao clearly understood this sentence, gritting her teeth and staring at him, warning him not to talk nonsense.

Xu Qingzhou found it funny; there weren't many scenes that could make School Beauty Song feel timid.

"You two are both busy now, don't you have time to cook?"

"Tell me, what were you like before? You wouldn't go out, you only knew how to go to the internet cafe with Little Guo to play games, and you would talk nonsense all day about studying at school..."

"Give it to me!"

That look was as if the two were doing something shameful, and suddenly a call came in, and Xu Qingzhou was still shouting, "Answer it, answer it, this is more exciting."

Professor Maynard invited him to Oxford University for a report meeting, Princeton's Professor Boyer... Well, he could only temporarily put down the work at hand and reply to these professors' emails one by one.

Even though Song Yao usually controlled her emotions well, she had broken her defense now, silently taking off her bracelet and pouncing on Xu Qingzhou.

Kong Zhengjiang didn't stand on ceremony either, poured himself a cup of tea, and sighed: "Germany's Professor Maynard, and Fields Medal winner Gerrit Boyer. Tsk tsk, the scale of our number theory seminar has suddenly been raised by a level."

He had taken the time to check his mailbox just now and found that there were more than a dozen invitation letters inside.

"200,000."

"Mom, save me some face." Xu Qingzhou's forehead was full of black lines.

Looking at the picture, Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but mourn for that boy for three seconds; not a single photo had him in it.

First, complete all experimental projects according to the plan. The next stage is summarizing the results, organizing and analyzing data, writing experimental reports, writing papers, etc., and finally, the conclusion application.

Song Yao's eyes widened slightly, marveling at Xu Qingzhou's thick skin.

It was a video call.

"If you move around again, I'm going to beat you." Song Yao's face was sour, used to cover up the little flutter in her heart just now.

That's right, there are many famous Chinese-origin mathematicians in the world today, but it's a pity that there are the words "Chinese-origin" in front.

"Hiss~"

In just one day, they received dozens of calls from home and abroad, all expressing their desire to attend the report meeting.

In the little nest, Er Miao was awakened by this ghostly commotion. Looking at the two people hugging on the sofa again, it yawned and continued to lie down to sleep.

"No way, this is the Twin Prime Conjecture after all." Professor Tan felt a bit emotional and a bit admiring, "A remarkable mathematical genius has appeared in our Xia Nation."

"Song Yao, are you born in the year of the dog!"

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"Adapting, it's much freer than in the dormitory," Song Yao answered.

When Wang Nushi talked to Song Yao, her tone was much gentler: "Xiaoyao, are you adapting to living outside?"

The two then scrolled through Weibo for a while.

Xu Qingzhou coughed dryly and remained silent, thinking to himself that this girl had been very jealous lately.

Besides this, there was a lot of work in the School of Physics.

The sofa creaked.

The Xia Nation Number Theory Report Meeting invited foreign experts, but in fact, it was mainly for our own people to discuss. In terms of scale, it certainly couldn't be compared to a world-class mathematical seminar.

This guy is too lecherous! "Sit." At this time, Xu Qingzhou was not sleepy, let alone feeling tired. After teasing School Beauty Song, all his fatigue was swept away.

Xu Qingzhou politely declined them all.

During his master's and doctoral stages, he still planned to make up for the short board of mathematics first. As for the quantum physics he was familiar with, take it slow.

Of course, he still had to look at other content when he had time. Since he was reborn, not becoming a "hexagonal warrior" (all-rounder) would be a disservice to himself.

(Wishing everyone a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival again!)

(End of chapter)