At the entrance of Jinling University.
Standing by the roadside with a black suitcase, Professor Faltings glanced at the stone stele engraved with words not far away and suddenly said,
"Ten years ago, I never imagined I would come to this country. Who would have thought that after only a few years, I'd already come here so many times?"
"I've probably come twice," Scholze said with a smile, dragging a suitcase of his own. "Each time gave me a different feeling."
"It's my first time," said an elderly man in his fifties or sixties standing beside them. Looking up at the crowds flowing in and out of the campus gates, he said wistfully, "I'd only ever seen it in movies before."
Faltings asked, "Oh? Then how do you feel now?"
The old man smiled. "Movies really are all lies."
The old man standing beside them was none other than Professor Holden.
As the secretary-general of the International Mathematical Union, he had come to Jinling this time mainly to discuss matters concerning the next International Congress of Mathematicians with the Hua Nation Mathematical Society and the local government of Jinling City.
Of course, another reason he had come with Professor Faltings and the others was to pay Lu Zhou a visit.
Scholze smiled. "You'd be even more surprised if you visited their library. I've been to many universities, but I've rarely seen a library as full as theirs. You even have to reserve a seat in advance."
"Is that so?" Professor Holden's expression became interested. "Then I really must take a look... Speaking of which, how are we supposed to find Professor Lu? Do either of you know where his office is?"
Faltings and Scholze exchanged a glance, and strange expressions appeared on both their faces.
"Do you know?"
"No... I