Song He and Xiang Xiaotong walked hand in hand through the crowd, looking up at the huge red lanterns overhead as their eyes swept across the riddles.
Their competitors were going to talk about the Millennium Prize Problems, and so were they.
It was the Millennium Prize Problems against the Millennium Prize Problems. How the points would be awarded was still hard to say, but anyone hoping to win a seat on this term's committee had to solve as many lantern riddles as possible to improve their odds!
The situation was rather urgent. When the lanterns had first been put up, there had still been some easy questions to pick up, but the two of them had arrived late. The mathematicians filling the venue had already been prowling around with hungry eyes for dozens of minutes, and anything that had been overlooked had long since been snatched up.
"Hey! This one!" Xiang Xiaotong pointed upward.
Song He followed her finger, his brows rising. He lowered his voice. "Isn't this... the Lee-Adrien Conjecture? It was homework I assigned to my students! They've already solved it!"
"A free point!" Xiang Xiaotong said with a grin, raising her handheld lantern. "I'll take it down for you so you can score!"
"Wait a second!" Song He frowned. "If I solve it here in front of everyone, won't the result be credited to me? Wouldn't that be taking my student's work?"
"You idiot! If you take it, you can still put your student's name on the paper later. If someone else takes it, it'll really be stolen!" Xiang Xiaotong said.
Song He suddenly understood and cursed himself for being an idiot. There had simply been too much going on, leaving his mind in a complete mess.
He took the lantern his wife handed him and