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

The moment the entry and exit records from Beijing were retrieved, everyone on the entire line went wild.

Eight hours ago, Ji Bai boarded an Air China direct flight bound for Los Angeles.

The news traveled back through the layers of government, and inside the Liaoning Provincial Party Committee building, the pen in the governor's hand snapped in two with a "crack".

Good news: The person is still alive.

Bad news: I'm no longer in the country!

At this critical juncture, room-temperature superconductivity has just been reproduced by top laboratories around the world. It is a life-or-death moment for technological positioning and industrial layout. How could Ji Bai go to the United States without saying a word?

What is he going to do?

Everyone panicked!

The Senate convened an emergency meeting, alarming even high-ranking officials who issued special instructions:

Make sure to contact the person immediately to ensure their personal safety, and if necessary, use all overseas channels to provide comprehensive protection.

No one dared to be careless.

This is a key figure who holds the complete technical route for room-temperature superconductivity. If something were to happen to him overseas, or if he were detained by someone, the losses would be incalculable.

The most urgent task is to contact Ji Bai immediately.

Find out exactly what the boy wants to do!

When Professor Wang from the School of Mathematical Sciences received the inquiry call, he suddenly slapped his forehead.

ICM!

Could Ji Bai have gone to attend the ICM conference?

It was he who informed Ji Bai to attend the conference.

Old Wang quickly reported this guess.

They breathed a sigh of relief.

But immediately afterward, a barrage of criticism came from the other end of the phone:

"Nonsense! Why wasn't such an important trip abroad reported in advance? He's traveling alone; who's responsible for his safety?"

Old Wang held the phone, his heart filled with bitterness.

Little did he know that this kid would be so decisive; he packed his bags and left the day after the live stream, without even saying goodbye.

It turns out that the whole country has been turned upside down, but they had already made all the arrangements perfectly clear.

Criticism aside, the order was issued: once the flight lands, contact them immediately, keep them calm, and persuade them to come back first.

At this critical juncture, Ji Bai's trip to the United States is worrying and makes people think a lot!

……

Meanwhile, in the teachers' office of Fucheng No. 99 Middle School, Li Mei received a call from an unfamiliar number in Beijing.

When they first mentioned the Council of State, she thought it was a telecom scam.

How could a high school teacher like her receive a call from someone of that caliber?

Li Mei listened, curious to see what new tricks these swindlers had come up with this time.

But as he listened, his expression changed!

Ji Bai... went abroad?

gone?

Li Mei's heart jumped into her throat!

At that moment, he had no idea about telecom fraud.

It can only be said that there is no one who cannot be fooled; it can only be that you haven't encountered the right situation yet!

Fortunately, the call was indeed made by the Senate.

The message on the phone was clear: they hoped Li Mei, as the homeroom teacher, would contact Ji Bai and persuade him to return to China as soon as possible. She said he could raise any needs he might have, and the country would do its best to meet them.

Li Mei didn't think about why this call was coming to her.

She didn't have time to think about anything else!

I agreed immediately!

I guarantee I will complete the task!

For both public and private reasons, she had to persuade Ji Bai to come back.

I won't go into details about the official matter.

Personally... I won't say anything more!

Li Mei hung up the phone at the Council of Advisors, but before she could put her phone down, it rang again.

She received calls from the provincial education department, the municipal education bureau, Principal Wang, and even the grade director who usually didn't get along with her.

The situation was exactly the same as the last photo controversy.

The only difference is that last time it was all criticism and accountability, but this time it was all polite requests, with the implication being "Teacher Li, thank you for your trouble," "Only you can persuade Ji Bai," and "Thank you for your trouble."

After hanging up the last phone call, Li Mei couldn't help but smile.

Last time they were being scolded and berated, but now they're all begging her for favors.

But as she laughed, she remembered the head of the grade's words, "Everyone knows that your relationship with Ji Bai is not ordinary," and her face quietly turned red again.

Meanwhile, at Xingda Airport in Beijing, a temporarily allocated business jet has already taken off, heading directly to Philadelphia.

……

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Ji Bai's side didn't have as many thrilling moments.

After turning off the live stream and getting a good night's sleep, I headed straight to the high-speed rail station early the next morning with a small suitcase, then transferred to Beijing Flying Eagle Sauce.

The goal was simple: to collect the two million dollar Millennium Prize and, incidentally, attend the ICM conference.

He took some time a few days ago to go to the American consulate in Shenyang to apply for the visa, and the process went exceptionally smoothly.

The visa officer glanced at the name on the passport, looked up at him for three seconds, stamped the passport, and approved it immediately, without even asking the usual questions about his occupation or itinerary. There was no dramatic visa-related drama whatsoever.

As for why he didn't travel with the domestic delegation?

Nonsense, the delegation set off three days ago.

The ICM conference is held every four years, and for mathematicians, it is a top-tier event.

This is one of the few opportunities for publicly funded overseas travel, cough, overseas research.

It is especially valuable to mathematicians!

Who wouldn't want to travel, cough, travel and conduct research as soon as possible, and learn more advanced experiences?

right?

Ji Bai was busy working on superconductivity, which dragged on until the last day, leaving him all alone and making him a true lone wolf at the meeting.

The flight landed smoothly at Philadelphia International Airport. Ji Bai took off his blindfold and switched his phone from airplane mode back to normal mode.

The next second, the phone went completely crazy.

He had 99+ missed calls, 99+ WeChat messages, and the constant text message notifications made his hands numb.

Ji Bai frowned and swiped the screen, glancing at the callers: Old Wang, Principal Wang, Old Class Teacher, Magistrate Ma, Prefect Liu...

There are also a bunch of unfamiliar phone numbers originating from Beijing.

He raised an eyebrow.

Surely not?

He's just here to collect a bonus, why are you acting like he's disappeared?

Before Ji Bai could even sort out the numerous unread messages on his screen, Old Wang's call came in like a death knell.

As soon as the call connected, the old man's voice came through, tinged with the gasps of someone who had just escaped death:

"Ji Bai! Thank goodness you finally answered the phone! How did you manage to run off abroad without a word?"

Ji Bai held the phone a little further away, picked at his ear, and looked completely innocent: "Didn't you ask me to come to ICM?"

Old Wang choked for a moment, but the anxiety that had been hanging over him for several hours finally subsided.

Thankfully, they really were there to attend the conference, not the worst-case scenario he had imagined.

But then she got angry again: "How can that be the same! At this critical moment, you're running off; do you know how many people are worried sick about you?"

"What's there to worry about?" Ji Bai slowly walked out, dragging his suitcase.

"Didn't you say that in this day and age, those kinds of messy things wouldn't happen!"

Old Wang was heartbroken.

That was then!

Back then, you were just a holy son of a sect, at most you could bless the mathematics community.

Now you are a Taoist master who can overturn the entire industrial landscape!

Can Fields Medal and Nobel Prize-level achievements be considered the same?

Even if he was unwilling to admit it, Mr. Wang had to admit at this moment that the Fields Medal was indeed not as good as the Nobel Prize.

Of course, literature and peace don't count.

Old Wang sighed and said helplessly, "You can't just leave without saying goodbye! Everyone here is in an uproar, thinking you've disappeared."

Ji Bai grinned, revealing a set of white teeth:

"So, who should I say hello to?"