Shangjing.
In an apartment in Yanshan University's faculty housing complex, two old men sat in the living room, drinking tea and chatting idly.
Since they were both mathematicians—and academy-level giants at that—their conversation naturally drifted to mathematics.
The IMO had only just concluded, and when Xiang Huanan mentioned Hua Nation's results, his face was full of praise.
"First place overall, five golds and one silver, with one perfect score. The team Academician Wang led truly achieved remarkable results!"
Academician Wang Shicheng smiled and waved a hand. "Ah, what does that have to do with me? Professor Yang and the other young people handled the competition. I only dropped by twice during training. Aside from helping provide a venue, I didn't do much. Besides, the students themselves were capable. They're promising talents for mathematics. All our Mathematics Center could do was help make up for some gaps in their knowledge."
Though he said that, the upturned corners of his mouth showed that the old gentleman was quite pleased.
At his age, it was basically impossible for him to make further achievements in academia. Especially after stepping down as chairman of the Hua Nation Mathematical Society, he had largely retreated to the second line and begun enjoying his retirement.
The teacher who had led the team to the IMO was named Yang Yong'an. He could be considered Wang Shicheng's last and foremost disciple, and aside from Tian Gang, the current academic leader of the Yanshan University Faction, he was Wang Shicheng's favorite student.
Naturally, he was delighted that his prized student had led Hua Nation's Olympiad team to such an uplifting result.
How should he put it?
At his age, he no longer cared about money. As for fame, he had already reached the ceiling, leaving nothing much to pursue. If he