From failed candidate to chief scientist

Chapter 97 Opening of the World Congress of Mathematicians

"But what about the report?"

Zhang Qihua was so worried that he only pulled out his hair. The top of his head, which was not originally thick, became increasingly sparse.

"Don't worry, Teacher Zhang. You compiled the paper on Kakeya's conjecture. You know the ideas and context of the entire paper, so you can just talk about it according to your ideas."

"You say it's easy, but you are giving a report at a mathematics conference. Below are the top mathematicians in the world. What if they have questions? What if they raise questions?"

"And, with my speaking skills..."

Zhang Qihua was a little depressed.

"You really went too far this time! This is the World Congress of Mathematicians, and there is no room for sloppiness. As long as there is a mistake, it will not only be my people, but also our entire Dongshan University, and even our Xia Guo Mathematics team." People from the world!”

Zhang Qihua put on a straight face and criticized Lin Mo sternly.

"What do you think we should do, Teacher Zhang? Tell Madsen the truth and ask for a replacement now?"

"But have you ever thought about what the temporary replacement will make the mathematicians attending the meeting think?"

"Moreover, if they knew the truth, would they think that this is not a problem for you alone, but a problem for the entire Xia Kingdom mathematics community? Do you think that the Xia Kingdom mathematics community relies on this kind of deception and has no integrity?"

Lin Mo disagreed with Zhang Qihua's words.

"Teacher Zhang, you also know that our Xia Guo mathematics community has not made much achievements in the international community. We are not recognized by the international mathematics community and are even looked down upon. If you do this, you will be happy, but Xia Guo What about the mathematics community? Is it completely impossible to turn around? Do you want to become a sinner in the Xia Kingdom’s mathematics community? "

"But……"

Zhang Qihua scratched his head.

"Okay, Teacher Zhang, on the day of the report, you can go up and speak as usual, just in Chinese. I have inquired with Madsen and the report allows translation. I will translate it for you then. This will solve your worries about speaking. No, not speaking well will also solve the problem you are worried about when mathematicians ask questions and raise doubts. When the time comes, you can just talk about your problems. If there are any problems, I will solve them."

Since Lin Mo was ready to push Zhang Qihua, he had already thought of a solution and could not mess up the matter.

"This... it seems that this is the only way to go."

Zhang Qihua thought for a while and finally nodded.

There was no other way. He couldn't think of a better way except this, so he could only nod and agree. Otherwise, he would really become the sinner of Xia Guo's mathematics community in Lin Mo's mouth.

"Okay, Teacher Zhang, let's go out for a walk. It's hard to get out once, but we have to walk around well."

Lin Mo packed up his greetings, stretched himself, and prepared to go out for a walk.

Zhang Qihua waved his hand.

"Go ahead, I have to read the paper carefully, and I can't embarrass myself at a mathematics conference."

As he spoke, Zhang Qihua took out his laptop from the box and began to study the paper he had compiled on the Kakeya conjecture.

When Lin Mo saw this, he could only smile helplessly. It felt like he had shot himself in the foot, so he could only turn around and go out.

Stockholm has a pleasant climate, beautiful environment, fresh air, and the population density is not as high as Dongshan. Life here is indeed very comfortable and comfortable.

Lin Mo finally left everything behind. He ignored the mission and had no time to play. He had a good time for two days. This was the first time since his rebirth that he felt so relaxed and at ease.

This made him feel for a time that maybe this was the real life. What was the purpose of the boring and troubled life before?
Two days passed quickly, and the World Congress of Mathematicians was just opening. Mathematicians from all over the world gathered together. There were more than 3500 mathematicians participating in this conference, which is not the largest number.

It was a pity that few of these people knew Lin Mo and Zhang Qihua. Madsen originally wanted to introduce Lin Mo and Zhang Qihua, but as a member of the organizing committee, he was too busy to take care of it.

Although Lin Mo wanted to get to know more mathematicians, there was no one to recommend him. People saw that he was young and did not want to talk to him at all.

Who said that the world of mathematics is not a world based on appearance?After Lin Mo hit the wall several times, he no longer bothered about it. When his results came out in the future, naturally many people would take the initiative to get to know him.

The only thing to blame is that I am still unknown.

There were also visitors from Xia Kingdom's mathematics community this time, but they were not acquaintances.

Through the list of participants, Lin Mo knew that this time the three top universities in mathematics in Xia State, Shuimu University, Donggang University and Yanjing Normal University sent people to attend the meeting.

Perhaps to facilitate communication, the organizing committee arranged for mathematicians from the same country to sit together.

So when Lin Mo and Zhang Qihua arrived at the venue and walked towards their seats, there were already three or four Xia people standing there.

The leader looked to be in his 50s, calm and intimidating, and was surrounded by others in the center.

Seeing his compatriots, Zhang Qihua greeted them enthusiastically. God knows how frustrated he was that he had no one to talk to except Lin Mo these days.

There is no way, who told him that he can't speak well.

"Hello, I am Zhang Qihua from Dongshan University. It is my first time to attend the conference. I would like to ask for your advice. If I haven't asked for advice, you are..."

But the scholar who didn't want to be surrounded in the center glanced at Zhang Qihua and Lin Mo, snorted coldly, turned away, and ignored Zhang Qihua.

The other people around him were about to say hello to Zhang Qihua, but seeing Li Fuqing's attitude, they all stopped talking and turned away.

Zhang Qihua pressed his hot face against his cold buttocks and retracted his hand in embarrassment, feeling a little confused.

You don't seem to have offended him, do you?
Lin Mo also frowned, wondering where this man's hostility came from.

Since others ignored him, there was no need for him to push forward, so Lin Mo and Zhang Qihua simply stayed in their positions and waited for the opening of the conference.

But after a while, someone else came over.

"Lin Mo, Teacher Zhang, long time no see."

Lin Mo looked at the sound and recognized the person. His name was Jiang Fanjun, a professor in the Department of Mathematics at Shuimu University. He had communicated with Lin Mo before when he gave a report at Shuimu University.

"Professor Jiang."

Lin Mo hurriedly greeted the other party.

"Lin Mo, Teacher Zhang, when did you arrive..."

"We have been here for two days and walked around."

"You guys are quite cheerful."

Jiang Fanjun was very talkative and soon started chatting enthusiastically with Lin Mo and Zhang Qihua.

When the conversation got interesting, Lin Mo suddenly pursed his lips in the other direction.

"Professor Jiang, what's going on over there?"

Jiang Fanjun followed Lin Mo's eyes and looked over. It was the group of people who were hostile to Lin Mo and the others before.

Jiang Fanjun understood immediately, with a bit of teasing in his eyes.

"Oh, you said they..."

(End of this chapter)