At the resort.
The hot spring bath on the balcony was steaming.
Behind him, Old Wu was massaging his shoulders and massaging his back. His hands were also sneakily groping Old Wu's thighs as he comfortably closed his eyes and enjoyed it.
The woman behind him asked, "Feeling better?"
"Yes, I feel better," Zhang Ye said subconsciously.
A chuckle came from behind. Zhang Ye could feel her breath on the back of his neck. It tickled the pores on his neck, "Are you comfortable? Big Sis's hands are sore. Alright, go wash yourself first." She patted him on the back, "Big Sis needs to rest for a while."
"Thank you, thank you." Zhang Ye quickly turned around.
Old Wu smiled. "You're welcome."
Zhang Ye said, "Let me massage your hands."
Old Wu shook her head. "There's no need. It's fine."
"Don't. I've made you so tired. Why don't I give you a massage? Where does it hurt? We have to return the favor. I can't keep making you do all the work. "Zhang Ye laughed.
Old Wu patted his legs in the water and said, "Me? I've been standing in high heels for so long that my ankles hurt. But you don't have to worry about that. I just need to take a dip to relax my muscles and bones."
"That won't do. Soaking won't work. Let me do it!" Zhang Ye immediately turned around to face her. He removed his hand from Old Wu's thigh and searched under the water. When he touched Old Wu's foot, it was smooth to the touch and felt very good. Without any explanation, he started massaging Wu Zeqing's feet.
Old Wu said politely, "There's no need."
"I have to perform well." Zhang Ye refused to listen.
Old Wu smiled and did not say anything else.
A moment later, Zhang Ye's cell phone, which he had thrown on the bed along with his clothes, rang. Not far away, it was buzzing. Zhang Ye did not know who it was, so he did not go over to take it.
The phone stopped ringing.
Ring again in two seconds.
Old Wu said, "Answer it, just in case there's something urgent."
Zhang Ye shrugged and said, "It's definitely my family and friends. It won't be anything urgent. Every time I cause trouble, everyone will give me a call. It's become a habit."
Old Wu said calmly, "You still have to accept it. They're all concerned about you."
"Alright, I'll go get it." When it came to other people, even if it was his parents, Zhang Ye might not really listen to them. But when it came to Old Wu, Zhang Ye was willing to listen. So she looked around and first took the towel she had thrown away earlier into the water and wrapped it around her waist. Then she stood up from the bathtub and stepped out, splashing water all over her body. She quickly walked to the bedside and picked up her phone. She was so cold that she was shivering. She hurriedly walked back into the bathtub and threw the towel away. With one hand, she continued to hold Old Wu's beautiful feet for her to massage while the other picked up her phone.
The connection was made.
"Mom," Zhang Ye said.
Mom's voice wasn't soft. "You took so long to pick up? What are you doing? "
Zhang Ye laughed and said, "I was in the middle of a bath. Have you seen the news? Am I in the newspapers and on TV? What did the higher-ups say about me? Good words or bad words? "
Mom laughed and said, "Who still dares to say bad things about my son these days? They're all good words. Not to mention the news, even a bunch of reporters came to our house and interviewed your dad and me for a long time. They even grabbed a few of our neighbors and asked them all sorts of questions. "He could tell that his mother was quite pleased with herself." Wait a minute, let your dad have a word with you. "
The person on the line changed. "Little Ye, tell me the truth. Your math scores have never been good, so how did you suddenly solve that conjecture?"
Zhang Ye said cockily, "Who do you think I am? I'm your son, so of course my talent was given to me by you and Mom. I don't really know how exactly it was enlightened, but I suddenly had a flash of inspiration."
His father said in a speechless manner, "But neither your mom nor I have any talent for math! Where did you get it from? "
On the other end of the line, his mother said, "Alright, who cares if it's talent or not. Our son has solved the world's math conjecture and brought glory to our country. This is the result. The two of us are now the parents of heroes. You better hurry up and call all the relatives at home to tell them the good news!"
After hanging up on his parents for a while, his cell phone rang again.
Zhang Ye waved his cell phone at Old Wu. "See? It's happening again. "
Old Wu laughed and said, "Answer it."
Zhang Ye answered. "Old Yao, I knew you would call."
Yao Jiancai's bewildered voice came from the other end of the line. "Old bro, are you fucking crazy! You've just retired from the crosstalk world, so why are you stirring up trouble in the mathematics world again? "
Zhang Ye said, "Hai, I just happened to make it."
"Did you really solve that Dale's Conjecture?" Yao Jiancai said in disbelief.
"How could it be fake? This bro was just trying it out casually. I didn't expect that the conjecture would be so easy to solve. "Zhang Ye was in a great mood as he patted Old Wu's leg and bragged to Old Yao for a long time.
… …
The third call was from Peking University's Chinese department's Teacher Su Na.
"What's in your brain, Teacher Zhang?"
"Hur hur, Teacher Su, my brain is made of meat."
"A few of our young teachers are having lunch together right now. We even saw this news on TV. You really surprised us. After seeing the news, we were all dumbfounded!"
"Thank you for your concern, everyone."
"I think you're not going to teach in the Chinese department for the next semester. It looks like you're going to Peking University's Math department instead! Let's not talk about anything else. Your knowledge is too heaven-defying! "
… …
The fourth call was from the landlady auntie's house.
When Zhang Ye saw the caller ID, he swallowed his saliva and stole a glance at Wu Zeqing. He didn't know if he should answer the call or not. As they were too close, he was afraid that Old Wu would hear the contents of the call.
Old Wu smiled. "A call from a female comrade?"
Zhang Ye coughed. "No."
Old Wu looked at him as she washed her body. "It's fine. Just answer it."
Zhang Ye could not help but laugh. He felt that he had a guilty conscience. This was not something he should do, so he immediately answered the call. "Hello?"
It wasn't Rao Aimin.
It was Chenchen's voice on the other end. "Zhang Ye."
Zhang Ye felt relieved. "Oh, Chenchen."
Chenchen's trademark calm voice sounded. "Big Aunt and I saw the news. From now on, you'll have to help me with my math homework."
Zhang Ye rolled his eyes. "Do you still need me to help you with your second grade math homework? What status does your Uncle Zhang have now? An international mathematician! Do you want me to use a cannon to kill a mosquito? "
Chenchen let out a sneer. "Hur hur."
Then the call ended.
Zhang Ye couldn't help but laugh. "What an unlucky child."
Following that, he received a bunch of calls from his family and friends. By the time he finished dealing with these calls, it was already 20 minutes later. There might still be more calls after that, but Zhang Ye could not be bothered to answer them. He could not answer them anyway, so he switched his cell phone to silent mode and threw it aside.
Old Wu smiled and said, "You're done?"
"Yes, I'm finally done. I'll give you a good massage." Zhang Ye continued to massage her, but his hands were no longer resting on her feet. Instead, they were slowly moving up to her calves. His two hands moved up together and massaged her left calf first. Then he put his hands down and picked up her right leg that was under the water.
"That's enough. You should rest for a while too," Old Wu said gently.
Zhang Ye said, "It's fine. Keep massaging. I was too busy on the phone just now."
Old Wu leaned against the wall. Perhaps because she had nothing else to do, she took her cell phone from the side and placed it on the counter beside her. It looked like she was browsing the web. But after a while, she smiled and showed the cell phone to Zhang Ye. "They're all talking about you."
"Is that so?"
"Have a look."
"Let me have a look."
Sure enough, the entire country was in an uproar!
All the major newspapers in the country, such as Youth Daily, Huabei Daily, Beijing Times, and even the official website of People's Daily, etc., all published news about Zhang Ye. Most of the newspapers even gave him a spot on the front page. On Weibo, on the forums, on Tieba, and even on video-sharing websites, the videos taken by the tourists at the scene were all pushed to the front page. The popularity of this news even soared to number one on Weibo half an hour ago!
Excitement!
Madness!
Using these two words to describe the situation in the country couldn't be any more appropriate!
Even the foreign media were reporting about it!
For example, an American mathematics magazine!
For example, the mainstream media in the United Kingdom!
For example, South Korea's Press TV!
Many of the netizens had taken screenshots of the videos and the various language versions of the news and sent them over. Some of them even provided translations. Although Zhang Ye's name did not cause too much of a stir on the international scene, and the various countries' reports were mainly focused on Dale's Conjecture, with only a simple mention of Zhang Ye's name and his nationality. But to Zhang Ye, this was an unprecedented and crucial step for him. Before he could even reach the top of the domestic celebrity circle, he had already made a name for himself internationally. His goal was to become the most famous celebrity in the world! A mathematics celebrity would also be a celebrity! It was all the same. He could make more people pay attention to him and get to know him. This was Zhang Ye's ultimate dream and goal. He did not care what industry he was in. His path to stardom was destined to be different from others!
Zhang Ye was delighted to see this and said, "How lively!"
It was better not to describe it as lively. It should be more accurate to say that the response was strong!
Countless people were screaming online!
"Teacher Zhang Ye, well done!"
"He's really fucking awesome!"
"He's brought glory to our country's mathematics world on the international stage!"
"Hahahaha! I heard that Teacher Zhang Ye is smacking faces on the spot again! I'm dying of laughter! It seems like Teacher Zhang Ye has only been diligently doing one thing his entire life — if he's not smacking faces, then he's on the way to smacking faces! "
"Pfft! I'm bursting with laughter! "
"Solving Dale's Conjecture? This was the knowledge of real swords and spears! Although Zhang Ye's mouth is not reliable and he always offends people by scolding them, his knowledge is the real deal! He's not like many people who only know how to use their mouths to resist this and that, all talk and no action! "
"I was really shocked today! I bought a newspaper on the way home from work and didn't even know how I got home! It's too shocking! I can't believe it! "
"It's the same for everyone. Hahahaha, Teacher Zhang Ye has really gone overboard this time! I love him so much! Do you guys know what I like most about Zhang Ye? What I like most about him is that … you never know what new tricks this fellow will come up with next time! "
"A mathematical conjecture … doesn't seem to have anything to do with Zhang Ye, right?"
"I'm also shocked. I can only say … what a weirdo, what a weirdo. To be able to be in the entertainment circle like Zhang Ye, I'm really speechless! He really doesn't walk the normal path! "
"After creating a new style of crosstalk, Teacher Zhang Ye has once again carried the banner of the Chinese mathematics world! It's such a comical feeling! "
"Teacher Zhang Ye has infiltrated the mathematics world again! My friends from the mathematics world, please be careful! Zhang Ye's fan club has issued a red alert to the entire mathematics world! Good luck to you all! "
"Hahahahaha!"
"Zhang Ye has really solved Dale's Conjecture? What's wrong with this world? Is today April Fool's Day?! Does it have to be so bizarre! Does it have to be so dramatic?! Teacher Zhang Ye, stop messing around. Really, stop messing around. Hurry up and write your book. Hurry up and update Legend of Wukong. We're all waiting for it. Why did you run off to the mathematics world to stir up trouble again? Damn, hurry up and come back to write your book! Hurry up and update it! I'll spare your life! "
The netizens were in heated discussion.
Old Wu was scrolling through the comments and Weibo.
When she came across a Weibo post from one of Zhang Ye's fans, Zhang Ye and Wu Zeqing were amused!
This is what it says:
ZhangYeNumber250Fan: "In the past, I thought Zhang Ye was a radio broadcaster, but I realized I was wrong. He was actually a poet. Later, I accepted Zhang Ye's identity as a poet, but I realized I was wrong again. He was actually a novelist. Later, I accepted his identity as a novelist, but I realized I was wrong again. He was actually a television host. Later, I accepted his identity as a television host, but I realized I was wrong again. He was actually a musician. Later, when I accepted his identity as a musician, I realized I was wrong again. He was actually a calligrapher. When I accepted his identity as a calligrapher, I realized I was wrong again. He became a crosstalk actor. When I accepted his identity as a crosstalk actor, I realized I was still f * * king wrong. So, Zhang Ye, your mom is a mathematician!!"
Countless people followed the thread!
"Hahaha!"
"Aiyo, you've touched my heart!"
"Pu! Teacher Zhang is such a joker! "
"I've never seen such a f * cking idler celebrity! Teacher Zhang Ye, can you not be so multi-talented! "
"Hai, I feel like I'm already numb to this. Mathematician? So be it. If Zhang Ye does something earth-shattering now, I won't be f * cking surprised anymore! "
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