Chapter 76 It’s time to reveal the mystery
“My feeling is that you should go home.”
“You really dare to think! My mother specially asked me to Come down and congratulate you!”
“You’ve finished congratulating me! Principal Zhang just called me. , I will go to school early tomorrow morning to be interviewed by Star City Morning News. I have to write a story quickly, otherwise the reporter will not write about my greatness tomorrow, right?"
"Like this? Ah! Okay, I’ll go home first, but you’ll have to tell me when you come back tomorrow..."
"What are you talking about? When the reporter's interview is published, I will buy ten copies of the morning paper for you! You can help me distribute it in the buildings in the community, and no one will be missed."
"Haha... ok Come on, I'm leaving. Goodbye, aunt."
"Goodbye. "Coco."
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After a lot of effort, he finally coaxed that girl Xia Keke to go home. After closing the door, Qiao Yu sat down on the sofa and stared at Qiao Xi. Said: "There is something wrong with you today!"
Qiao Xi glared at Qiao Yu and said, "I'm your mother. You'd better pay attention to the words and tone when you talk to me. What do you mean there's something wrong with me?!"
Qiao Yu didn't care. He moved and insisted: "There is something wrong with you! When Coco rushed into my room just now, the way you stood at the door and looked at me made me feel panicked!"
Qiao Xi was silent.
However, Qiao Yu did not give up, and kept staring at his mother, raising his voice slightly and saying: "Hey, we are the closest people in the world, what do you want to say to me? Should I take it to the coffin and tell grandpa?”
Qiao Xi sneered: “Huh...”
Qiao Yu said seriously: "I am in the rebellious stage now! Do you understand the rebellious stage? Let me tell you, I am really rebellious and I am afraid of myself! If you have something, you'd better not hide it from me! Don't pretend "I'm distracted, tell me!"
Qiao Xi raised her head, glared at Qiao Yu again, and then replied quietly: "Qiao Yu "After Keke showed me the ranking just now, I suddenly became a little convinced."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Qiao Yu was a little surprised. He probably didn't expect Qiao Xi to say such a sentence suddenly. Grandpa is a staunch materialist. This is a family inheritance. How could it be discontinued in the previous generation?
Probably the words had already been spoken. Qiao Xi did not hide anything anymore and said directly: "That man went to MIT back then. He applied to two schools at that time, one was Harvard and the other was MIT. . Harvard was unwilling to promise him a scholarship in advance, so he chose the latter."
Qiao Yu understood instantly.
No wonder Qiao Xi looked at him so strangely just now. Good guy, he directly suppressed MIT, two at a time.
After thinking about it, Qiao Yu asked curiously: "No, didn't grandpa say that you had no contact after he left with his family? How do you know so clearly?"
Qiao Xi leaned on the sofa, stared at the ceiling of the living room, and explained: "It should be the message he left for me directly on QQ before he left. I later I just saw it, and I didn’t reply, and I didn’t mention it to your grandpa.”
Qiao Yu asked: “What about QQ? I have never seen you log in to QQ.”
Qiao Xi looked away at the ceiling, stared at Qiao Yu and said nonchalantly: "It hasn't been used for more than ten years, and it has been taken back by the system long ago."
"Oh..." Qiao Yu responded, feeling that this explanation was very reasonable.
Of course, for a son, my mother’s explanation must be very reasonable.
But one thing Qiao Yu is sure of is that Qiao Xi has not used QQ in at least the past three years.
I only have one computer at home, and I have never installed QQ.
The two of them often use the other two mobile phones together. One of them has a mobile QQ installed, but it only logs in to a new QQ that Qiao Yu applied for. This is because of the request of the head teacher in the first year of junior high school.
At that time, everyone was not familiar with each other, so we only established a Q group. Many assignments will be assigned in the Q group.
As for Qiao Xi’s usual WeChat and phone calls, there are not many people she needs to contact. It's just a New Year greeting to a few cousins.
Qiao Xi is an only child, and Qiao Yu has no relatives on her father's side. After that incident, Qiao Xi basically lost contact with her former classmates, and her social life was in a mess.
So it is possible that the QQ number that Qiao Xi applied for a long time ago was recycled. If that QQ number happens to be a pretty account or a birthday number, it’s a sure thing.
"MIT." Qiao Yu subconsciously touched his chin.
There are more and more clues. I went abroad in 2009, my surname is Feng, and I am studying at MIT. Later, he can also check which city MIT is on the other side of the ocean.
But it doesn’t seem necessary.
After all, that family has settled on the other side of the ocean, can he still run over and catch that family and beat them up?
The most important thing is that he doesn't seem to be too successful now.
"Wait? Have you told him my name?" Qiao Yu suddenly asked.
Qiao Xi glared at Qiao Yu and said, "As I said, I ignored him after reading that message. You weren't even born at that time, and your name was given by your grandfather after you were born. I didn't care about him at that time. I don’t know how to tell him your name?”
“Understood!” Qiao Yu nodded, suddenly feeling a sense of fate.
Look, the finals of the Little Libaba International Mathematics Competition are divided into five tracks.
He happened to learn about such a competition from a good old man before this year’s competition. He happened to register successfully before the registration ended. He happened to choose algebra and number theory, and he happened to have two silver medals in this track. It's MIT.
Is it such a coincidence?
This is probably God's reminder to him that he will definitely send that man to him in the future and let him step on him hard, right?
He really had no choice now. He couldn't let the man go. After all, some things had to comply with God's will.
I glanced at Qiao Xi, who was sitting across from me, and found that my dear mother was habitually entering the distracted mode again, so I stood up from the sofa and walked into the room softly.
After eating the fruits of the previous generation, Qiao Yu planned to check his mobile phone to see if Yu Wei and Yu Yongjun were fighting again in the WeChat group.
The result was no fight.
But the last message was from Yu Wei, and suddenly there was no reply. This situation is rare.
In most cases, it was only after Yu Yongjun sent a bunch of words that he realized that Yu Wei had ignored him for a long time.
This is actually related to the personalities of the two people.
Yu Wei, if he has other things to do, he won’t say much in the group and lives too much for himself. Whenever Yu Yongjun leaves the group chat, he always reports what he is going to do, but in Qiao Yu's opinion, this guy's words are both true and false.
On the contrary, the class group of Class 13 became lively. Just for a while, a bunch of people were @ him in the group.
This class group is really cold. Not many people have talked in the group for a week. The main reason is probably that no one wants to be a supporter, everyone wants to be the protagonist.
So when the protagonists all meet together, it is easy to dislike others showing off.
Today is obviously a special case.
Everyone started chatting around Qiao Yu.
"Fuck, what on earth is that Little Libaba Math Competition? Today I watched a video and they were crazy about recommending Qiao Yu and our school." "Who says it's not the case? Our school and Qiao Yu Yu has risen to seventh place in the D-sound social hotness rankings.”
"@元请林风 come out quickly and say something, tell everyone what is going on! I feel like our school is on a higher level!"
"Who has the collective strength of our class? Photo? Damn, I can’t find mine. Give me one quickly. I want to take it. It’s cool. My classmate can actually get a gold medal!”
“Damn it, I just checked and it said that Qiao Yu will make a fortune if he wins the prize!”
"True? 4 million? Don't lie!"
“If you don’t believe it, just read it for yourself! It’s written in the news that little Libaba will give out 4 million in bonuses to the winners this year!”
“Holy shit, it’s true? @元淹林风, you are a millionaire ! Don’t pretend to be dead and come out to treat me!”
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Qiao Yu glanced through these chat records and was impressed by the admirable reading comprehension skills of my dear classmates. Surprised! What if this gets spread?
Immediately started to curse in the group chat.
"Can you smart people read all the introductions? The 4 million prize money is divided among all the contestants! I'm not the only one who won the gold medal! There are so many gold medals, silver medals, bronze medals and excellent ones We all have to share the prize money! Can you be smart?”
It’s not that Qiao Yu doesn’t want to speak politely, but if he talks to these people without using any swear words, Qiao Yu is afraid that they will really listen. don't know.
Sure enough, his chat group became more lively this time.
"Fuck, Qiao Yu, are you deceiving a fool? The D sound is even pronounced on the list of winners, and you are the only one with a gold medal. If there is not 4 million, there must be 2 million!"
"That's me. Saw the list too! ”
"Don't explain, Qiao Yu, you betrayed us. We agreed to study in vocational high school together, but you secretly got ahead! Do you still want to take the Huaqing exam?"
"Qiao Yu still needs to rely on Huaqing! Qing? Isn’t he already better than Huaqing? Qiao Yu has made millions in one go, so he must go to a foreign school, right?” br>Qiao Yu quickly ran to the official website and took several screenshots.
"MMP! Why the hell can't you move your noble little hands and go to the official website to see the full list? Every day, D sounds, D sounds, people only post the parts that attract attention! Understand? They are competing. There are five tracks in total. Do you understand that each track has gold, silver and bronze awards?”
"The total number of winners is eighty or ninety! Dear bosses! Now take out your calculator and calculate, how much is left after dividing 4 million by 88? Do you understand that the average person only has tens of thousands of dollars? My fucking gold medal is worth 30,000 yuan ! It’s only a few million, do you really think this is a lottery?”
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“Oh? It’s only thirty thousand!”
"Yes! What a pity, I see There are foreigners who come to take the exam and think that the prize money is very high! I remember that the prize money for the Nobel Prize is one million, but it is not even as good as the Nobel Prize.” br>
“You people are Don't you understand what's the best thing about Qiao Yu? Don't you know that MIT is a great school in the United States? Qiao Yu from class ”
"That's right, otherwise you bunch of SBs are useless! Is the point about money? The point is about winning glory for the country!"
"Fuck, Zhou, who are you calling SB?!"< br>
……
Qiao Yu decisively stopped looking at the class group chat.
Qiao Yu also breathed a sigh of relief after finally correcting the biased discussion.
Of course it's fun to show off.
But if you are facing a bunch of pig teammates... forget it. If you want to get along in the group chat of Class 13, you still have to fight hard enough.
Qiao Yu regretted not joining the first class group at that time.
Obviously, winning a gold medal in a math competition can only gain enough emotional value if you are in a class like this.
But it doesn’t matter, after all, he is not familiar with the people in the first class.
And now he has another very important thing, and it is something that has been planned for a long time.
So after Qiao Yu put down his phone, he opened the Algebraic Number Theory Decimal Room on the computer, and then clicked on the private message channel.
I had been hiding my identity before, just because I was afraid of having an impact on little Libaba’s math competition results. Now that the results are out, it’s natural to have a showdown.
It is very useful for him to gain more fame in the Chinese mathematics community. Of course, it is not to show off in front of his classmates, but to give him priority in selecting students.
Lan Jie once reminded him more than once that in academia, having a reliable and awesome mentor can definitely get twice the result with half the effort.
To put it more realistically, if someone wants to grab a project, he can easily get it as long as he has the ability; as long as he produces results, no one dares to covet them; and if he has negotiated a bonus, he will definitely not miss it.
To put it simply, no matter where you are, it is important to ride on the shoulders of a certain big boss before stepping on these big bosses.
After brewing in his mind for a moment, Qiao Yu began to reveal his family background to several people, and even supported Professor Niu in replying to private messages.
Xue Song was chosen first, after all, everyone knew each other.
"Huh? I'm sorry, Professor Xue, it was my first time playing this forum, and I didn't even notice that this forum can also send and receive private messages. I just discovered it after logging in. I'm sorry! I don't need the contact information. Did you keep it? I’m Qiao Yu.”
Well, the second one replied to the one who claimed to be a professor at Yanbei University and also said that he had a mobile quota.
"Hello, Professor Luo, uh... I don't quite understand what grade points and rankings you are talking about. I just graduated from the third grade of junior high school this year and started high school in September. Now I am considering studying for graduate school. It seems a little early, right? Right? By the way, I am Qiao Yu from Xingcheng Tieyi Middle School. I said something rude before, please forgive me."
Then the third one, the fourth one...
Those school brands. It wasn't too loud, so Qiao Yu didn't reply.
No need to waste that time.
Anyway, the news has been released, and Qiao Yu believes that these professors are also well-informed. As long as he replies to more than three messages, it will only be a matter of time before word spreads.
Not to mention that he can open a post to give a unified reply...
Although his previous posts have not been pinned, I believe everyone still remembers his rookie ID.
“Dear bosses, this little rookie is here to sincerely apologize to everyone!”
PS: The 3rd day of the 4D update has been completed!
Dear bosses, if you happen to have another monthly pass today, give it to the pudding!
(End of this chapter)