Top Student at Their Peak
Chapter 364 - 131 Sorry, I can’t think of a title for this - !_6

Chapter 364: Chapter 131 Sorry, I can’t think of a title for this Chapter!_6

The old man answered with a hint of impatience.

There’s no way around it; smart people often find such silly questions irritating and annoying.

Frank finally woke up to the impatience in the old man’s tone, and the words "this is unfair" were stuck in his throat, ultimately left unsaid.

But the immense disappointment still swept over his mind in an instant.

A whole five years... five years... and just when the bountiful fruit was almost within reach, someone suddenly snatched it away?!

What he found most unacceptable was the possibility that the person who took his achievement might share a blood relationship with him?!

Yet, obviously, he couldn’t discuss these things with the old man on the phone right now, so he restrained himself and replied sullenly, "I’m sorry, Grandpa, I was too anxious. I think you can understand, just a moment ago I was still pondering this issue, and in the next moment, I heard such news, not even hearing it from Danis..."

"It’s alright, I understand, Frank, you must be feeling bad at this moment. But there’s no way around it; that’s mathematics. By the way, I suggest you keep in touch with Qiao Yu and manage the relationship well, because even within the Mathematics Alliance Committee, there are many people who think highly of him.

You need to understand, this regard isn’t due to some complicated reasons, not even related to his so-called mentor. It’s simply because he’s only sixteen, with many possibilities in the future. You both are Huaxia people, you should have some common language.

Oh, Delini met him today and even said he somewhat resembles you in your younger days. But you know that old guy, he sees resemblance in everyone. I think he can’t really tell the difference among Asian people."

The old man’s tone began to soften, even making a very American joke, yet Frank felt a cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

For a moment, he didn’t even know how to respond to this comment.

Should he take the initiative to connect with Qiao Yu?

"I understand, thank you, Grandpa."

"Alright, I just wanted to inform you. I have some things to handle next. You should know how troublesome it is to temporarily change the keynote speaker. Oh, if you decide to attend this conference, you can still catch the keynote speech tomorrow morning if you leave now. Talk later."

Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Frank stood in a daze for about three seconds, then turned on the front camera of his phone to look at himself.

Indeed, time acts like a growth promoter, his face had filled out, losing much of that youthful vigor from his teenage and twenties. Thinking back, it makes sense that Huaxia sets a short valid period for ID cards in one’s youth, requiring a new photo every few years.

After looking at his picture, Frank already opened his phone to start booking a flight. From California to Paris is far, and he could only choose a direct flight to catch this conference, but this was Lucas Eiseng’s suggestion.

Although just a suggestion, unless it’s truly impossible to book a ticket, it’s best for Frank to heed the advice.

Though the old man usually speaks gracefully and rarely imposes demands on others, he does give some reasonable suggestions at times. Of course, these suggestions can be ignored, seemingly without adverse consequences.

However, later on, those delightful things might quietly stop favoring those who ignore his advice.

Everything happens quietly and subtly; the old man is still a giant in academia, with an excellent reputation. Many students regard him as an idol, as for some of the messy noisy voices...

Ha, what successful person doesn’t have a few haters behind them, anyway? They are merely jealousy, slander, defamation...

Luckily, there’s a United Airlines flight from San Francisco International Airport, just a half-hour drive from his home, directly to Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris, departing in two hours.

If everything goes smoothly, the flight will reach Charles de Gaulle Airport ten and a half hours after takeoff, and it takes about an hour from Charles de Gaulle to the Monet Hotel. He could even rest a couple of hours before the conference starts.

"What are you up to?" his wife, sitting up beside him, asked.

"Grandpa wants me to go to Paris for a conference, he’s there now."

"Paris? Oh my, what time is it now?"

"Just seven o’clock. In Paris, it should be... uh, it’s three in the afternoon. There are still eighteen hours until tomorrow’s Algebraic Geometry conference starts in Paris. I have to hurry up." Saying this, Frank had already climbed out of bed.

"Did something bad happen, Frank?"

Frank, while dressing, smiled at his wife sitting on the bed and said, "Nothing really, you know how Grandpa is, he thinks it’s necessary for me to attend tomorrow morning’s keynote, and I chose to follow an elder’s advice."

"Next family dinner, I’m going to tell him he can’t keep giving such hard-to-comply suggestions."

"Thank you, but there’s no need, my love, after all, it’s for my own good." With that, the man bent down to kiss his wife, then quickly headed to the washroom...

However, in his mind, he was wondering whether he should let that Qiao Yu know, privately, that he actually has a father...

Privately, of course.

Because he wasn’t ready to let everyone around him know he had a son.

The reason for his misjudgment was mainly due to a few coincidences.

After discovering Qiao Yu’s existence, Frank logged onto the Huaxia internet to search for a lot of information about Qiao Yu.