Xiang Xiaotong immediately leaned over to take a look.
On Song He's phone screen, Deng Puhe was typing a new message.
Deng Puhe: "The Hodge Conjecture is currently 90% verified. The remaining 10% is more difficult to understand, and the mathematicians on the review panel can't reach a consensus no matter how much they discuss it. Dewitt hopes you can provide a little more explanation."
Deng Puhe: "The review panel has listed the problematic parts. Take some time to interpret them. You can come to the venue in person, or do it remotely through text online. Let's speed up the final review."
Song He immediately replied, "Sure, sure!"
Deng Puhe: "I know you've been quite busy recently, but time is tight. The International Congress of Mathematicians is scheduled to begin in Brussels on July 16, and it's almost here. Hurry and finish reviewing the Hodge Conjecture so the award recipient can be finalized as well."
Song He: "Got it! I'm actually not busy. I still have time to write up some explanations. I'll take care of it over the next few days."
Deng Puhe: "If you're really too busy and can't finish in time, you can also give a report in person during the conference. There's only a little left, anyway, and everyone would be happy to witness the final doubts being eliminated with their own eyes."
Song He: "No, no, there are still several days left. I should be able to finish it. We definitely won't be attending the International Congress of Mathematicians in person."
Deng Puhe: "Not going? Aren't you going to accept the Fields Medal?"
Song He: "She went to accept the Chern Medal last time and encountered a terrorist attack. Brussels is also a huge den of thieves, with TATP attacks happening every day. We don't