Chapter 476: Martial Virtue is Also Virtue

"How is it?"

Song Yao turned around in front of Xu Qingzhou.

"Perfect."

A flash of deep amazement crossed Xu Qingzhou's eyes; Song Yao was trying on a white long dress, revealing her smooth calves, standing gracefully. The dress was a waist-cinching style, making her look even taller, and the few strands of hair on her forehead shone brightly under the lights.

The two had been together for four years, and his resistance to the school beauty was still zero.

Song Yao raised her chin.

That goes without saying; when it comes to looks, she was still very confident.

Xu Qingzhou took a gray dress and pushed Song Yao into the fitting room: "Try this set."

Half an hour passed.

"Hmm, not bad."

Xu Qingzhou took a few photos with *click-click* sounds, pointed to a black suspender dress and a blue shirt, "Do you want to try this set too?"

Pure and academic style.

Song Yao stared at Xu Qingzhou and curled her lips: "Why do I feel like you're playing a dress-up game?"

"I just purely think it looks good."

Xu Qingzhou wouldn't admit that he indeed liked watching the school beauty change into different styles.

Hotel.

A delicate four-inch small cake was placed on the table.

Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao had already finished taking photos and blowing out the candles.

The two returned from the restaurant at 9:00 PM.

Xu Qingzhou had a pile of things in his hands; after shopping for a day, Song Yao bought two dresses, and he bought a blue trench coat for himself.

Because of the time, this birthday could only be spent outside.

Those restaurants and such, no matter how luxurious, are actually different from one's own home.

Xu Qingzhou asked curiously: "What wish did you make?"

"Still to be able to beat you up."

Song Yao was editing the birthday photos and posting them to her Moments.

Last year's birthday, she hoped she and Xu Qingzhou would always be together; this year she extended that wish a little, hoping the two of them would live happily.

Simple, but also the most important wish.

"Too brutal."

Xu Qingzhou sighed, paused, and reminded: "I remember you said you would convince people with virtue in the future."

"Hmm."

Song Yao nodded, picked up a mouthful of cake to her mouth, squinted her eyes to enjoy the sweet cake, and said lazily: "Martial virtue is also virtue."

"..."

"That's also no problem."

Xu Qingzhou was speechless; he sized up the girl opposite who was showing a little girl's expression.

The school beauty is full of martial virtue.

Really don't know where this little physique gets its strength.

When two people are together for a long time, they will find that the love in TV idol dramas is suspicious of nonsense.

Living life, where are there so many love-hate entanglements? Eighty percent of life is plain and simple.

After finishing the cake, it was already 10:00 PM.

Xu Qingzhou was chatting with Guo Ziyang, Ding Jiahui, and the others in the group, feeling the girl opposite rubbing her feet on his calf.

Xu Qingzhou looked up at her.

"Not on purpose," Song Yao said coldly.

Xu Qingzhou said: "You have a lot of 'not on purpose' moments."

Song Yao didn't speak coldly, lowering her head to reply to messages in the group.

After a while, she looked at Xu Qingzhou faintly and said: "I'm going to take a shower."

"Oh, okay."

Xu Qingzhou nodded, watching Song Yao kick and stomp into the bathroom, falling into deep thought; he suspected the school beauty was seducing him.

So...

This girl's period is over?

Bathroom.

Song Yao was already naked, looking at herself in the mirror, pinching herself, and sighed; she definitely couldn't compare to Karyer, but she was making steady progress.

She pricked up her ears again, listening to the movement outside the bathroom, and couldn't help but think: "This guy actually hasn't come in yet..."

Humph, stupid Xu Qingzhou.

He doesn't even understand this hint; next time... should she be more obvious?

Song Yao thought resentfully, and just as she was about to turn on the water to shower, she turned around and saw a certain annoying person poking his head in.

"What are you coming in for!"

"To shower."

Xu Qingzhou said as a matter of course, having already stripped naked, and walked into the bathroom swaggeringly.

"Get out," Song Yao maintained her haughtiness.

"Together, save water."

There wasn't much rain in winter, and the weather was quite good for the next few days, dispelling the winter chill.

Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao were both quite busy.

International Congress of Mathematicians, 21 thematic breakout sessions, all the top mathematicians in various fields of mathematics came, basically representing the most cutting-edge research in academia.

Xu Qingzhou had a fruitful harvest, circulating through various report sites these days, listening to everything, and even meeting big mathematical cows in various fields.

These were his seniors.

Although he had already won the highest award in mathematics, he didn't get carried away.

The Fields Medal is a shining pearl in mathematics, but it is by no means the only yardstick for measuring whether a mathematician is great.

Just as Hilbert said: We must know, we will know.

To a certain extent, it can be said that whether they win an award or not, explorers who push the boundaries of human cognition are great.

For example, Alexander Grothendieck, the founder of modern algebraic geometry, whose scheme theory reshaped the mathematical paradigm, but he never won an award in his life.

Or Jean-Marc Delort, whom he met while drinking coffee, a leader in the field of partial differential equations today, a big shot in water wave equations and nonlinear wave equations.

Xu Qingzhou had read his "Global Existence and Asymptotic Behavior of Quasi-linear Klein-Gordon Equations with Small Data in One Dimension" before.

Water wave equations are one of the core models in classical fluid mechanics.

As long as you study classical fluid mechanics, you can't bypass this big shot.

This led to him being busy flying, leaving early and returning late.

On Song Yao's side, she occasionally attended a few breakout sessions related to economics.

The rest of the time she stayed in the hotel to finish the tasks arranged by Professor Morton, and then pondered her short-selling plan.

Days passed, and with the grand art performance with South American characteristics, the closing cocktail party ended, and the quadrennial mathematical feast came to an end like this.

August 9th.

After saying goodbye to Chu Jiangfeng and the others, Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao boarded a plane to Boston, and in the evening, they stepped on the sunset and returned to the apartment they had been away from for a week.

The two cats had already been picked up, running from the south of the living room to the north, circling back and forth, not knowing what they were excited about.

The International Congress of Mathematicians came to an end.

Xu Qingzhou planned to start working on the project, first posting recruitment information on the school platform.

Song Yao planned to stir-fry two dishes.

During this time, it was either Western food or those strange Brazilian-style foods, and she had long missed the Sichuan cuisine she made herself.

Having sat on the plane for so long, it was just right to move around.

8:00 PM.

The two had finished eating.

Song Yao tapped her pen tip, pondered for a while, turned her head to the boy lying on the sofa, and said: "I'm going to write a paper on short-selling."

"Okay, leave the calculation to me..."

Xu Qingzhou nodded, paused, and said in a deep voice: "However, I saw a few economic concepts yesterday; if you don't mind, can you tell me about them?"

As he spoke, he patted the sofa in front of him, signaling Song Yao to come over.

Song Yao pursed her lips.

She knew this guy definitely wanted her to be Teacher Song.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 477 =====