A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 269: It feels like I've been set up.

"Has the teacher already proven the twin prime conjecture?"

Michael was taken aback at first, then overjoyed, "He truly is my teacher!"

"I think we need a big party!"

He didn't even look at the paper; he just held the journal in his hand and said with shining eyes.

Not only him, but Elena and Deng Leyan next to him were also somewhat moved, proving that the twin prime conjecture was indeed something worth celebrating.

This time, Chen Hui didn't refuse, and nodded with a smile, "Okay, let's go to my apartment to celebrate later."

"No way, teacher, you still live in an apartment?"

Michael stared wide-eyed as if he had seen something ridiculous, and exclaimed in surprise.

It's common knowledge that Chen Hui proved the two Millennium Prize Problems. Not to mention his salary as a Princeton professor, the Clay Institute's bonus alone would be enough for Chen Hui to enjoy a comfortable life.

This was before he knew that Chen Hui had income from patent licensing, and that his wealth had already reached a level that they dared not even dream of.

"Where should I stay?"

Chen Hui asked, amused.

"Of course, we'll buy a villa in Princeton."

Michael said matter-of-factly, "We'll have a barbecue and a party in the backyard!"

You make a very good point!

"Then you can help me find one."

Chen Hui originally had no intention of buying a house, since he didn't consider this place his home. Chinese people do like to buy houses, but that's only in their hometown.

However, if he buys a house here, some things will be more convenient, and S.H.I.E.L.D. might misjudge him.

This was a plan set at the beginning, but I was busy with various things and ended up falling behind.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Michael thumped his chest loudly; he wasn't looking for a house for Chen Hui, he was looking for a party venue for himself!
At 6 p.m., the four of them walked out of the office together and headed towards Chen Hui's apartment.

The setting sun cast long shadows of the four people behind them.

Just then, a girl with pigtails walked towards the setting sun, holding a handheld game console in her hands. She was engrossed in playing the game and didn't notice the four people opposite her at all.

Michael and his friends were quite polite and made way for each other.

Although they were also puzzled as to why there were still game girls at Princeton, their existence was justified.

However, Chen Hui did not move aside, but stood still, looking at the familiar face with surprise.

"Lin Xiaotang?"

The sudden sound distracted the girl, and in a moment of carelessness, both characters on the handheld console were killed.

Judging from the footage, she appears to be playing the popular two-player game, Twin Shadows, but she is controlling two characters by herself.

Being interrupted while playing games is no pleasant experience. The girl frowned, looked up, and glared angrily at Chen Hui.

Her anger quickly turned to surprise. "Chen Hui?"

"It's really you."

"Why are you here?"

Chen Hui was also surprised; this person was actually his high school classmate, Lin Xiaotang.

"Of course, I go to school here."

Lin Xiaotang said matter-of-factly, "Graduating from high school is the perfect time to go to university, right? So why are you here?"

"???"

Chen Hui was at a loss for words. It seemed that this internet-addicted girl was completely absorbed in games and knew nothing about what was happening outside. He found it hard to imagine how such an internet-addicted girl could have been admitted to Princeton.

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Lin Xiaotang seemed to understand Chen Hui's unspoken meaning: "Although I skip classes, race cars, and play games, it doesn't stop me from being a top student!"

Fine.

Chen Hui didn't know what to say to this proud young woman, but he was skeptical of Lin Xiaotang's academic prowess. He wondered how much it would cost to get into Princeton, and it seemed that Lin Xiaotang's family background was quite impressive.

"A friend of the teacher?"

Michael's eyes lit up as he leaned closer, glancing at Chen Hui and then at Lin Xiaotang. He seemed lost in thought before decisively inviting Lin Xiaotang, "We're having a party, how about you join us, miss?"

Lin Xiaotang hesitated for a moment, perhaps the joy of meeting an old friend in a foreign land overshadowed her desire to play the game, and finally nodded.

Chen Hui was happy to see this happen, and Lin Xiaotang had helped him a lot. Although she didn't seem like a well-behaved child, at least she wasn't a bad person at heart.

The group quickly arrived at Chen Hui's apartment. Michael had already ordered takeout, including party essentials like pizza and wheat juice.

Of course, Chen Hui only ate pizza and drank some orange juice; he had to keep himself alert at all times.

Deng Leyan didn't drink much either. He was somewhat similar to Chen Hui; for the sake of mathematics, he could restrain his appetite.

Elena, who has Slavic heritage, was not so polite. She complained that the wheat juice wasn't strong enough and brought out her usual drink, vodka.

Michael was equally impressive; despite it being just the two of them, they created a very lively atmosphere at the party.

Lin Xiaotang, on the other hand, seemed to get along very well with Elena. The two of them drank two bottles of vodka, one after another, until Michael was drunk. They were still toasting each other, which impressed Chen Hui.

The simple party didn't end until 10 p.m.

Michael had been slumped on the table for quite some time. Deng Leyan's brows were so furrowed they could have trapped a fly. He wished he had known that Michael would also get drunk so he wouldn't have to take on the task of bringing the guy back to the dorm.

He was really worried that this guy would suddenly throw up all over him while they were walking, so he made up his mind that he would never drink with this guy again.

Elena's face was flushed and she was walking unsteadily, but she was still relatively lucid. Nevertheless, Chen Hui decided to take her back to her apartment.

"I'm not drunk!"

"I can still drink!"

Lin Xiaotang shouted and stood up unsteadily, holding the empty cup. However, as soon as she stood up, she felt dizzy and fell backward cleanly.

Fortunately, Chen Hui reacted quickly and caught her; otherwise, if she had fallen like that, things could have been very difficult.

But Chen Hui was soon stunned. The girl he had helped up was already asleep with her eyes half-closed, or rather, she had passed out from drunkenness.

He glanced at Deng Leyan, then at Elena.

Both of them shook their heads instantly.

“I don’t know where she lives,” Elena stammered.

Deng Leyan quickly chimed in, "I don't know either."

Chen Hui was also stunned. It was the first time he had seen Lin Xiaotang at Princeton, and of course he didn't know where Lin Xiaotang lived, or even whether Lin Xiaotang was a student at Princeton.

We can only let her stay here for one night.

"Teacher, you go ahead with your work. I can get back by myself. I happen to be going the same way as Deng Leyan, so we'll be going now."

Elena pushed open the apartment door as she spoke, and even helped Deng Leyan support Michael on both sides as they walked towards her apartment.

Chen Hui had a headache. His apartment was only a one-bedroom unit, and it was late at night. Going out to find a hotel outside the Princeton campus was not very safe.

We had no choice but to let her sleep in the bed, while we slept on the sofa in the living room.

boom.

Elena closed the apartment door from the outside. Chen Hui stood in the empty living room for a while, his head aching. He covered his forehead, sighed, went over and picked up his long-lost high school classmate, carrying her towards his bedroom.

vomit……

Before Chen Hui could put Lin Xiaotang on the bed, an ominous sound rang out. Chen Hui quickly picked her up and rushed into the bathroom, then put her down on the floor.

Wow……

The pizza I ate that evening was poured into the toilet at that moment.

call!
Chen Hui breathed a sigh of relief; the worst had not happened.

He turned and walked towards the living room, intending to tidy up the mess first, and then check on his high school classmate.

But as soon as he turned around, his hand was grabbed by a cold, soft hand.

Turning around, Lin Xiaotang was looking at him with a flushed face and slightly tipsy eyes, but there was no trace of alcohol in her eyes.

"Ok?"

Chen Hui, like a cat with its fur standing on end, slightly hunched over, his guard high.

Damn it, have we been set up?

Lie.

Lin Xiaotang put her index finger to her lips in a shushing gesture, then said in a voice barely audible, "I was sent to protect you."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Chen Hui breathed a sigh of relief, but showed no gratitude, though he still lowered his voice considerably.

"Don't worry, I've tampered with the listening devices. They can't hear our conversation for the time being."

Lin Xiaotang pointed to the bathroom ceiling.

During the previous party, she came over early under the pretext of going to the bathroom, used special equipment to locate the listening device, and then used an infrared device to short-circuit the listening device.

"Isn't Dai Yafeng protecting me?"

"What are you doing here?"

Chen Hui didn't completely believe Lin Xiaotang's words, but because of what happened in high school, he still trusted Lin Xiaotang to some extent.

"He has gone back."

"why?"

"Of course, we should go back and accept our punishment."

"He didn't do anything wrong, so why should he be punished?"

"Shouldn't you be punished for putting the person you're protecting in such a dangerous situation?" Lin Xiaotang sneered.

"It's not his fault, I insisted on coming."

Chen Hui never expected that this matter would implicate Dai Yafeng.

"We don't need to discuss these useless things; these are not things we can decide."

Lin Xiaotang waved her hand, "From now on, I'll be your girlfriend, responsible for protecting your safety. There's also a small team in Princeton town to handle logistics."

Chen Hui was about to say something when Lin Xiaotang interrupted him, "We've provided you with two evacuation plans. First, we'll make some preparations and forcibly take you away from America. There might be a firefight with America during this time. If things are arranged properly, we're 60% confident that we can guarantee your safety."

"Second, we will continue to lie low and wait for the right opportunity."

Ugh... Ugh...

While speaking, Lin Xiaotang continued to pour food scraps into the toilet.

"Let's just keep waiting, things are fine as they are for now."

“You don’t need to protect me. I’m safe in Princeton. On the contrary, your presence might trigger their sensitive nerves.”

"Like this listening device that broke down inexplicably!"

Chen Hui decisively rejected the other party's suggestion. He had his own ideas. He believed that once his various data improved, he would be able to find a safer way to return to normalcy.

"The second option?"

"That's the same idea from above. At least until the next election, your safety shouldn't be a big problem. But we can't rule out the possibility of extremists taking action against you in private. That's why we exist."

Lin Xiaotang said very quickly, "This detention of you was ordered by former S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Fury without his consent."

"As for the surveillance camera, don't worry, they'll just think it was an accident."

Lin Xiaotang said confidently that they hadn't been idle for the past two months. They had gathered a lot of information about S.H.I.E.L.D., including the manufacturer of the listening device they used to monitor Chen Hui.

Unfortunately, this manufacturer is not very reliable, and their scandals will soon be exposed, so breaking a listening device is not a big deal.

It's not that they were lucky; it's just that many industries in America are like this nowadays. For the sake of reliability, they chose locally manufactured products, but the local industry has long been severely hollowed out. Everyone has gone into finance, so who has time to focus on making solid products?

All they needed to do was leak the news ahead of time so that S.H.I.E.L.D. would know at the appropriate time.

Ugh... Ugh...

After emptying another batch of food scraps, Lin Xiaotang felt much better. She got up, turned on the tap next to the sink, rinsed her mouth, washed her face, and then looked at Chen Hui.

"?" Chen Hui.

"Carry me to bed to rest," Lin Xiaotang said, looking weak and helpless.

"Who's the bodyguard here, you or me?" Chen Hui was also quite annoyed. He was doing just fine at Princeton, but she had to cause him trouble.

"It's all work, please cooperate."

Lin Xiaotang fell straight into Chen Hui's arms.

……

"Great! Professor Yuan, we succeeded!"

At the Chengdu Aircraft Industry Research Institute, in the Aerodynamics Research Laboratory, Duan Xiaofei looked excitedly at the data curves on the monitor, his face beaming.

Just now, they cleared the last obstacle on the road to seventh-generation fighter jets.

Yuan Xinyi shook his head wearily.

He didn't think it was anything to be proud of; he had simply made some practical modifications to Chen Hui's proof of the Navier-Stokes equations.

But the jubilant scene in the laboratory at that moment improved Yuan Xinyi's mood considerably.

If theoretical approaches can't save Chen Hui, then perhaps seventh-generation fighter jets can!

"I'm going to rest first."

Yuan Xinyi greeted Duan Xiaofei and walked out of the laboratory.

However, he was already thinking about his next plan. Now that the last obstacle to the seventh-generation fighter jet had been removed, he should move on to the next project.

I had just stepped out of the lab when the phone started ringing again.

Without a doubt, it was a call from teacher Tian Yang.

Yuan Xinyi glanced behind him suspiciously. He really suspected that his teacher was spying on him, otherwise it would be hard to explain why his phone calls always came at such opportune times.

"When you have time, you can take a look at the latest issue of the Journal of Mathematics."

Tian Yang's voice came through the receiver, and then he hung up the phone, as if the purpose of the call was just to tell him this.

After thinking for a moment, Yuan Xinyi, who was originally going to rest, turned around, went to his office, logged onto the official website of the Journal of Mathematics, and found the latest issue of the Journal of Mathematics.

(End of this chapter)