"Keep dreaming." Sea Monster delivered a merciless blow.
Zhao Yiyi pouted again and glared at it unhappily.
"It's a mathematical problem. I proved a conjecture. You can take it and publish it. I can't publish it publicly anyway," Sea Monster replied.
"Not interested." Zhao Yiyi typed lazily.
Sea Monster was clearly stunned. It hadn't expected to be unable to give away such a generous gift.
"You're not interested in the Millennium Prize Problems either?" Sea Monster asked.
"Stop trying to fool me." Zhao Yiyi sneered. "If you think the Millennium Prize Problems can be solved just like that, then you must have gotten them wrong."
Office.
Song He had just been pulled into a group chat: the IMU Committee Group. It was a small group of fifty-eight people. As he scrolled through the list, he saw that Xiang Xiaotong had been pulled in at almost the exact same time.
Everyone had a group note. Most of the fifty-eight people were former leaders, and some names already had pitiful tags appended to them, such as "(deceased)," "(hibernating)," and "(dementia)." As Song He looked through the names, he realized that they really were all ancient-level mathematical elders. He had read many of their papers.
The current IMU leaders had AAA added before their names, while everyone else had BBB. That way, when people opened the group list, the committee members currently in office would all be neatly arranged at the top.
Song He found it hard to hold back. This was the core leadership group of the International Mathematical Union—how sacred was that! Why did its style look like some multi-level marketing group? Whose idea had this been?
The moment the couple entered the group, a wave of welcomes immediately appeared.
BBB Bell Leonard: "The greatest husband-and-wife team of mathematicians this