"Professor Faltings, I'm here."
At the Max Planck Institute for Mathematics, Xiao Yi knocked on the door of an office.
After entering, he respectfully addressed the mathematical master seated behind the desk.
Faltings smiled and nodded.
As they had agreed before, Xiao Yi had come to seek his help with academic research.
Although it was somewhat regrettable that Xiao Yi had not asked to become his student, he quickly accepted it. Perhaps the young man had his own ideas.
Of course, he would not lower himself by forcing the other party to become his student.
That was simply not something he could do.
So today, he would listen carefully to what this young man wanted to know and give him some worthwhile advice if he could.
"You're here. Have a seat first."
Faltings left his seat, walked over to the coffee machine nearby, and asked, "Coffee or tea?"
Xiao Yi had barely sat down before quickly getting up again and walking over. "I'll do it, I'll do it. Tea is fine."
Faltings chuckled and nodded, handing the cup to Xiao Yi.
"You've been all over the news these past two days. How does it feel?"
Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly. "I don't feel much. Um... it's too noisy."
"Too noisy?" Faltings froze for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Well said. It really is too noisy, like a pack of monkeys."
"They don't even understand mathematics. They probably couldn't explain what Far Abelian Geometry is, yet those media reporters insist on making grand pronouncements about how this is a major event in the mathematical world. It's quite amusing."
Xiao Yi felt a little embarrassed. Probably only a giant like the man before him could say something like that.
After expressing his disdain for those media outlets, Faltings continued, "All