The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

"Didn't spend any money?"

Xu Jing was stunned.

How is that possible!

He said it was a gift for his sister when they first met.

Ye Lan smiled, a very gentle smile.

Xu Jing also smiled, a smile that held a deeper meaning.

"Hahaha, it seems even a genius boy will fall at the feet of our queen!"

"I thought Ji Bai was completely unyielding; everyone online says he's a total straight man, a roasting machine, and a walking tough nut to crack. But when our Sister Lan stepped in, she took him down in no time!"

Xu Jing got more and more excited as she talked, counting on her fingers as she analyzed, "This kid is really smart. Think about it, no matter how talented he is, he's still a newcomer just starting out. Lanlan, what level are you? You're a superstar, you have countless resources in the industry."

"Now that he's connected with you, won't he be able to do whatever he wants in the entertainment industry?"

"This mind of his, no wonder he proved the Five Worlds Conjecture, his calculations are more precise than anyone else's!"

The other people in the car nodded, their faces showing an "I see" expression.

That should be it!

No matter how talented Ji Bai is, it's normal for him to be moved when facing a queen of Ye Lan's caliber; it would be strange if he weren't.

A genius boy falls in love at first sight with a beautiful diva, using her hit song as a stepping stone. Although the plot is cliché, it somehow makes people want to ship them.

As she was laughing, Xu Jing's gaze fell downwards, staring at Ye Lan's smooth calves exposed outside her skirt, and she suddenly froze.

"Lanlan, where are your stockings?"

"Wh...what stockings?"

Ye Lan's heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to remain calm and turned her face away from her.

"I remember you were wearing super thin stockings when you left the hotel this morning, weren't you?"

Xu Jing looked puzzled, examining her legs from head to toe, almost leaning in for a closer look.

"You've got it wrong."

Ye Lan feigned indifference and hurriedly urged the driver in the front seat, "Let's drive. Isn't there a brand event this afternoon? Don't be late."

"oh oh……"

Although Xu Jing was still full of doubts, she didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly told the driver to start the car.

Maybe I remembered it wrong.

The van slowly drove out of the old residential area. Ye Lan leaned back in her seat, watching the street scene rushing past the window. Her mind was uncontrollably filled with that carefree young man.

She shook her head and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

What a little devil, completely unpredictable.

……

Ji Bai's family,

After seeing off the Jade Maiden Queen, Ji Bai crumpled up the stockings, walked to the bedside, bent down, and stuffed them deep under the bed.

He went to be with his girlfriend.

Ji Bai clapped his hands, confirmed that it couldn't be seen from the outside, and nodded in satisfaction.

Now he's safe. Surely no one can crawl under his bed and search for him.

I had just brushed the dust off my hands when my phone rang again.

"Hello, Mr. Wang?"

The caller was Academician Wang from the Chinese Academy of Mathematical Sciences.

"Ji Bai, you've been making waves lately!" Old Wang's voice was full of energy, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"I never expected that among our group of math nerds, there would be someone with your artistic talent."

The other day, Weibo was buzzing with activity. Ji Bai, all by himself and his guitar, forced Yan Dahai to stop writing and Shen Yizhen to retire from the entertainment industry. Academician Wang and others couldn't possibly be unaware of this.

Although these professors don't usually use Weibo, their students can't resist it.

People were frantically forwarding it in the research group's group chat, and someone even played "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" outside the lab, making the entire math building feel like it was having a concert for those two days.

No one expected that the math genius would have such an artistic talent.

In the words of netizens, it belongs to the top-grade dual spiritual roots.

Ji Bai confirmed that the stockings were well hidden, then clapped his hands: "Who are you talking to? Do you think I'm the same as you guys?"

Old Wang: "..."

Do you think you're funny?

"Haha, just kidding. What instructions did you give me when you called?" Ji Bai knew when to stop.

Although he had a sharp tongue, he still held a certain amount of respect for the old man who had always supported him.

Old Wang also put away his joking mood and said seriously, "It's like this, we received an invitation from IMU to attend the IMC conference to be held in the United States at the end of the month."

"IMU means there's a very good chance you'll be awarded this year's Fields Medal!"

"Fields Medal? They can award that on a whim?"

Logically, the list of winners should have been finalized long ago, so why add people at the last minute?

Old Wang chuckled, knowing that Ji Bai would ask that question.

This child has an extraordinary talent for mathematics, but he doesn't really understand the unwritten rules of the mathematics world.

He cleared his throat and patiently explained, "Although the Fields Medal is known as the Nobel Prize of mathematics, it is still somewhat different from the Nobel Prize."

"First of all, the Fields Medal is awarded only to scholars under the age of 40, and it is awarded every four years, with one to four recipients each time."

"So, if IMU had originally planned for no more than four Fields Medal winners this year, it wouldn't hurt to add you as an extra one."

"Besides, it wouldn't make sense for you not to win an award."

Ji Bai nodded, "So that's how it is."

"From what you're saying, you want me to go?"

"Yes!"

Old Wang's voice suddenly rose a few decibels, carrying an indescribable excitement.

"If you win this award, it will be the first Philippine award in China, which will be of great significance!"

Previously, Chinese-American mathematicians have won the Philippine Prize, such as Terence Tao.

But no one with genuine Chinese nationality, a native-born Chinese, has won a single Philippine award!

Now, this opportunity has been presented to Ji Bai.

"So, if you have the time, I still hope you'll go," Old Wang advised.

"IMU made concessions before, and if you don't attend this award ceremony, there will probably be a lot of gossip."

"Of course, I know you're not afraid of gossip, but the martial world isn't just about fighting and killing; it's about human relationships and social interactions!"

"Sometimes, simply standing there is an attitude in itself."

"Oh, and I can also pick up the $200 million for the Poincaré and BSD Millennium Problems while I'm at it."

"Professor Wang, you don't need to persuade me anymore. For the sake of China's mathematical community, I have an unshirkable duty!" Ji Bai's voice was resolute.

Old Wang: "..."

I should have mentioned the $200 million deal first.

"Okay, it's a deal, we'll go to ICM at the end of the month!"

The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, as if his sect had endured hundreds of years of hardship and finally produced a peerless genius who could sweep across the world. His joy of bringing glory to his ancestors was almost overflowing from the phone.

Ji Bai didn't interrupt, but listened quietly to the old man's musings. Once he had calmed down, he slowly added:

"I have no problem going, but... I hope I won't be able to come back?"

Old Wang was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "What are you thinking, kid? What era are we living in? How could such a thing happen!"

"If Qian Xuesen could come back more than seventy years ago, do you think you're more valuable than him?"

Ji Bai chuckled twice but didn't reply.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Bai slumped onto the sofa, feeling incredibly happy.

They get to travel abroad on public funds and also receive a two million dollar bonus!

Who says learning math doesn't make money?

"Gurgle—"

My stomach growled.

Ji Bai looked down at his stomach, then at the clock on the wall.

It's almost noon before we know it.

Pick up your phone and find Li Mei's name.

The call was answered quickly.

"Hey, teacher, we're out of money for food."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Then came an extremely distorted voice.

It's like speaking in a high-pitched voice while pouting:

"Woman, I'm waiting for you in Fucheng!"

Ji Bai: "..."