Chapter 349 Transoceanic package from Bangbieli
At this time, Xu Qingshan finally understood the subtext of Principal Liu at the banquet that day.
They didn't come to talk to me about project cooperation at all, but they called me in advance to establish a relationship with Beijing University.
I don’t know where Principal Liu got the information from, and he actually chose Xu Qingshan to establish a relationship.
Xu Qingshan looked suspiciously at Mei Hong, who was shaking his head next to him. Apart from Lao Mei, he really couldn't think of a second candidate.
"Is there something on my face? It seems there is an interview after the group photo. Are you going? If you don't go, I will take Yang Shu with me."
Mei Hong touched his face and asked in surprise.
"It's nothing, I won't go, you go."
Xu Qingshan had no interest in an interview of this level, so he might as well leave it to Mei Hong and the Academy of Information Science and Technology to show off their faces.
He has now passed the stage of needing public exposure.
"Okay, I will definitely mention you more."
Mei Hong said happily.
"It's fine if you don't mention it. Let's go and get busy."
Xu Qingshan waved his hand, said goodbye to Yang Shu, and led Jiang Huanxi out of the school gate towards his new laboratory.
Now, not only are Xue Xuequing and Wang Wei in charge of the laboratory, Olivia and the others have also chosen their work stations in the computational science laboratory next door.
However, before the equipment was ready, Xu Qingshan had not returned from Ice City. They had no idea what they could do after they were sent here, so each one of them put together the information related to the Chinese culture that they were recently interested in and were studying. Things were brought to the laboratory for discussion.
There is only a wall between the math lab and the computational science lab.
The room next door was always full of chirping birds. Naturally, Xue Xuequing and Wang Wei were surprised. Sometimes they would go over to take a look. Xue Xuequing had a warm temperament, and they became familiar with each other after going back and forth.
These girls from various project teams have heard more about Xu Qingshan than they know about them, and they are also quite curious and slightly admired about these two founding disciples of Xu Qingshan.
What kind of genius can become Xu Qingshan's student?
And, if they are also students of Xu Qingshan in the future, what should they pay attention to?
The girls' feelings seemed to gradually sublimate during the chat.
When Xu Qingshan pulled Jiang Huanxi to the door of the mathematics laboratory and prepared to introduce his new laboratory to her, he saw the girls sitting around the small podium cooking hot pot.
"What are you doing?"
Xu Qingshan was not angry, but looked helpless.
"Guide! Are you and Xixi here? Do you want to eat something together? This is the pepper pot base from my hometown that my mother sent me. It is delicious."
Xue Xuequing didn't realize the problem at all, and excitedly stood up and came over to greet Xu Qingshan and the others.
"We help them adapt to the atmosphere of our team. We will take care of it later."
Wang Wei felt that it was not good to be caught by his instructor, so he squeezed his hand with some embarrassment and explained in a low voice.
"Sent from your mother?"
Xu Qingshan did not continue to say anything, but stretched out his hand towards Wang Kai.
"You have to clean up after eating. Don't let the room be filled with fumes. Bring me two sets of dishes and chopsticks."
"Okay!"
Wang Wei breathed a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously.
Xu Qingshan and Jiang Huanxi took the opportunity to sit down and chat with the girls while eating hot pot. I have to say that the taste is indeed good.
It wasn't until Xu Qingshan took Jiang Huanxi to his office to see Jiang Huanxi and Tong Tong's workstations that Wang Wei was completely relieved. Looking at Xue Xuequing who was still happily chatting with Olivia and the others about the delicious food in his hometown, he felt helpless. The ground shook his head.
Suddenly, Wang Wei thought of something important and quickly handed the bowl in his hand to Xue Xuequing.
"Take them to clean up first. I almost forgot about that. I'll go tell the guide."
She jogged for a while and arrived at the door of Xu Qingshan's office, but stopped again, took a breath, and then knocked on the office door.
"Come in."
Wang Wei carefully opened the office door and poked his head in.
Jiang Huanxi was standing in front of the bookcase wall looking at the books on the bookcase, while Xu Qingshan was looking at the computer.
"What's wrong?"
Xu Qingshan raised his head.
"A package was sent yesterday. You were not here, so I helped collect it first and put it under the cabinet. It was sent from Princeton. It should be some books. I'm afraid I forgot, so I came over and said it."
"Okay, I'll take a look at it later."
Xu Qingshan nodded, and when Wang Wei was about to retreat, Xu Qingshan explained again.
"If you need to organize any team-building activities, remember to pay from the account. You are all still students. Leave more money for yourself, and just use me for reasonable activity expenses."
"Oh, okay."
Wang Wei blinked and left the office.
From the beginning when Xu Qingshan and the others appeared until now, she was truly completely relieved.
She was a little lucky that her mentor was Xu Qingshan, who could tolerate all kinds of nonsense they did. If it were another mentor, she didn't know whether she would be furious and angry.
Don't blame Wang Wei for thinking too much.
Just a few days before Xu Qingshan went to Bingcheng to participate in the competition, something happened in the capital.
At the Beijing University of Posts and Telecommunications, a 2009 male doctoral candidate fell to his death. The incident occurred in the 15-story main teaching building at the headquarters of the University of Posts and Telecommunications.
This main building is a "circle building" with an open-air patio in the middle. The doctoral student jumped from the 13th floor and blood spattered in the middle of the patio.
On the third day after the death of this doctoral student, a patent with him as the owner and first author was successfully approved.
It's hard to tell what the secret is.
But for graduate students in the Beijing area, and even graduate students across the country, such news that is not news will always add anxiety to their path to doctoral studies.
Although Wang Wei knew very well that Xu Qingshan was not that kind of person.
Fortunately, Xu Qingshan's return is like a magic needle that fixes the sea.
Xu Qingshan didn't know much about these things. He dug out the package Wang Wei mentioned from the cabinet. The package was heavy and not too big. He looked at the list on the package and found that it was indeed sent from Princeton. , but not signed.
Jiang Huanxi helped him find scissors, and the two of them opened the package completely, and then saw some books that looked very dated inside.
And at the top of the package of books is a handwritten letter.
Xu Qingshan picked up the letter.
[Dear Xu, we haven’t seen each other for a long time since the last pleasant communication. I miss you very much, and of course, I also want to see you achieve the results of our agreement. Although the Riemann Hypothesis seems to be an unlikely subject to be completed, I still believe that you have this possibility.】
[.These are the literature materials about the Riemann Hypothesis that I have carefully selected and collected over the years. Of course, you can also find these materials elsewhere, but these contain my personal annotations, which contain my I hope all my hard work on the Riemann Hypothesis in this life will be of sufficient help to your work. 】
【Enrique Bombieri】
The letter was very long, four pages long.
Xu Qingshan was surprised to receive packages and letters from Mr. Bombieri, because they actually kept in touch by email every month.
The letter did not mention any other news. It was full of Bombieri's strong and almost substantial feelings for the Riemann Hypothesis, as well as his expectations for Xu Qingshan.
Xu Qingshan felt that it was not normal and he was a little worried.
After all, this kind of plot appears too often in TV series.
After his mentor fell seriously ill and was dying on the hospital bed, he left his lifelong secrets to the juniors he was optimistic about, so that the juniors could inherit and carry them forward.
So Xu Qingshan was not even in the mood to open these heavy-duty books full of responsibilities. Instead, he immediately sent an email to contact Bombieri. But the email he sent fell into disarray. After waiting for a long time, there was no reply.
This made Xu Qingshan unable to eat when he returned home at night.
Although he only met Mr. Bombieri once, this romantic mathematics gambling king left a deep impression on him.
Later, after returning from the United States, Bombieri spared no effort to teach Xu Qingshan his unique insights into the Riemann Hypothesis, as well as the detours that those who have tried to break through the Riemann Hypothesis have taken over the past few decades.
Bombieri will not directly determine Xu Qingshan's path. He just provides Xu Qingshan with the most authoritative vision in the world on the subject of the Riemann Hypothesis.
Even Xu Qingshan himself did not deny that he stepped on the old man's shoulders and got a glimpse of the Riemann Hypothesis.
It's just that his recent busyness has left him no time to consider this subject that may cost a lot of investment, but it is difficult to guarantee results.
Unexpectedly.
Xu Qingshan sat at the desk with a somewhat painful expression.
This life was so smooth. He had never experienced the death of relatives or friends. The feeling was terrible. Although it was not as heartbreaking as when he heard his grandmother passed away and disappeared in his previous life, it still made him feel depressed.
Late at night, there was still no news from Bombieri.
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Xu Qingshan even used some scientific methods to call Bangbieli, but he couldn't get through.
Very bad.
It seems difficult to think of any other explanation.
Xu Qingshan could only gather his emotions, and with the worst guess, he sent an email to the Preston officials and Mr. Fefferman, whom he was familiar with, asking about Mr. Bombieri's situation and whether his condition was serious.
But the news he received left Xu Qingshan speechless for a moment.
broken.
Wrong expression.
I still underestimated the brain circuit and romantic mentality of gringos.
Xu Qingshan looked at the email sent by Fefferman with a complex expression. He crossed his fingers in front of his mouth and was unable to speak for a long time.
"Is it no longer possible? Don't be sad."
Jiang Huanxi felt a little distressed when she saw Xu Qingshan motionless. She saw that Xu Qingshan couldn't even eat tonight. She walked to Xu Qingshan and gently held his head, trying to use her own mind to make Xu Qingshan relax.
"No."
Xu Qingshan sighed and pointed at the computer in front of him.
"This old dog in Bangbieli has nothing wrong with him. He sent this package just to hurry me up."
Jiang Huanxi lowered his head and looked at Mr. Fefferman's email.
He spoke in detail about Bombieri's recent state.
According to Mr. Fefferman's vivid description, in the six months since Bombieri and Xu Qingshan separated, not only have they not gotten sick, but they are living younger and younger.
Not only did he walk with wind, his clothes were all decorated with flowers.
This month he couldn't hold himself back anymore and asked for leave from school to go back to his hometown in Europe for a trip.
He drives his beloved red Ferrari, throws away his phone and computer, and relaxes to have a good time.
The reason why he sent the package to Xu Qingshan was to save trouble. He was too lazy to look for Xu Qingshan's information every month. Secondly, he felt from the content of Xu Qingshan's two recent emails that Xu Qingshan didn't seem to understand at all recently. I focus on the Riemann Hypothesis, so I want to urge him.
That's why there is such a misunderstanding.
As for Fefferman and his old friends who were still at Princeton, they could receive postcards and photos from Bombieri from time to time.
The latest photo sent back to Princeton shows Bombieri wearing beach shorts, with silver curly hair, hugging each other on the beach in the Mediterranean, and laughing happily with a group of young girls.
Looking at his appearance, how does he look like a 70-year-old man?
After Jiang Huanxi finished reading, Jiang Huanxi also fell silent.
"Forget it, as long as he's fine."
Xu Qingshan took a long breath.
He just took out the books that Bangbieli sent him and looked at them. Jiang Huanxi looked at Xu Qingshan for a while and suddenly said.
"It's OK to be an academic and be a friend, but you can't follow this kind of old and unrepentant person and go around wandering around."
"How is that possible? If you can't trust others, can't you trust me? Am I that kind of person?"
Xu Qingshan looked up at Jiang Huanxi, seeming a little surprised that she would be so jealous.
Jiang Huanxi snorted.
"Just remember."
After saying that, she walked away minding her own business.
"A little strange today?"
Xu Qingshan scratched his head.
For a moment, he didn't know where Jiang Huanxi felt uncomfortable. He could only continue to look at the manuscript that Bangbie had annotated in his hand, and began to study the main points of the Riemann Hypothesis.
Jiang Huanxi entered the bathroom, turned on the bathroom heater, and looked in the mirror.
The yellow light reflected on the side of the face makes the person look a little red.
Jiang Huanxi looked at herself in the mirror and let out a sigh of relief. Her mouth tightened, her nose became sore, and tears came out unsatisfactorily.
"We all know that it's nothing, nothing, nothing, but why do we still have random thoughts and sadness?"
Jiang Huanxi murmured to himself.
Looking at the photo of Bangbieli in the email, she was inexplicably reminded of the group of foreign girls who surrounded Xu Qingshan when they were in the laboratory today, asking questions and complimenting them.
She knew that Xu Qingshan liked her very much, and she also knew that he liked her for being sensible.
But she found that at this time, she had no way to control her emotions.
And Xu Qingshan didn't realize this at all.
If she speaks first, wouldn't it mean that she is being petty? Because of overthinking these little things.
Thinking of those and Tong Tong who lived together, Jiang Huanxi became more and more aggrieved, but she didn't want Xu Qingshan to see herself like this.
When you are confused.
"Click."
The door to the house was opened, and from the sound, I knew it was Tong Tong who was back.
Jiang Huanxi quickly turned on the faucet, reached out and poured water on his face, trying to quickly wash away the tears on his face, but more and more tears washed away.
Fortunately, the light in the bathroom is on, so Tong Tong shouldn't come in.
Jiang Huanxi took advantage of the concealment of the sound of water and sniffed.
"Sister Huanxi, what's wrong with you?"
But before Jiang Huanxi could turn his head, a familiar voice came from behind him.
She looked at the mirror. Tong Tong stood behind her with a frown on her face and opened the door with a serious look on her face.
"My brother bullied you?"
(End of chapter)