After the call ended, Lu Zhou continued to pack his luggage. However, the small TV floating next to him suddenly began to blink.
Xiao Ai: [Master, when you were on the phone, it seemed like someone was spying on you. (′???)】
Lu Zhou: "… Spying?"
Xiao Ai: [Yeah! When the video data was transmitted to North America, it seemed like it was received by more than one terminal. I thought it was a bit strange, so I tried to send a string of encrypted data to the strange device. Judging from the address of the signal, it wasn't the same person. (? ̄ w ̄?)]
Does it mean it's being monitored?
"I see …"
Even though this was expected, after confirming this, Lu Zhou couldn't help but feel emotional.
A few years ago, when he first went to Princeton, the international academic environment wasn't like this. He didn't expect that in less than ten years, the academic environment had deteriorated to this extent.
It seemed like he returned to China on time.
If he was a year late, he might not even be able to come back.
Xiao Ai: [I feel like I already got the device, but it hasn't found me yet. Do you want me to install a backdoor? (?????)??】
Lu Zhou immediately said, "Don't, that's not our problem, don't mess around."
Hacking a device was easy.
But after all, it was on someone else's turf.
If he found out that his computer had been tampered with, even if it was just the slightest clue, it was hard to guarantee that the people monitoring the computer wouldn't directly shed all pretense of cordiality and do something disadvantageous to his students.
Even though Lu Zhou was confident in information technology, he wasn't confident that he could do better than the FBI and CIA in terms of investigation and counter-investigation.
Even though Xiao Ai was only a child, he was still immature.
There was no need to take the risk for something that would only bring harm and no benefits.
However, when Lu Zhou thought about Wei Wen's situation, he went silent for a while. He took out his phone and called Director Li of the State Administration for National Defense. He told Director Li about the current situation and his suggestions.
For the Chinese scholars in North America, what was happening in North America was undoubtedly a disaster.
But for China, this might be an opportunity.
If he could develop some attractive talent recruitment policies, he believed that there would be a lot of Chinese scholars who would be willing to return to China.
As for what Wei Wen said on the phone, "McCarthyism is on the rise again" and "academic freedom is facing unprecedented challenges", these dark clouds hanging over the entire international academic community …
Even though he felt sorry for this, Lu Zhou couldn't do anything about it.
…
Early August.
On the flight from Beijing to Russia.
Lu Zhou went through the gangway and boarded the plane. He watched Wang Peng put his luggage on the luggage rack. Suddenly, he saw a familiar face.
Also, Lu Zhou was sitting in first class.
The two looked at each other.
In the end, Lu Zhou was the first to react. He smiled in a friendly manner.
He smiled and said, "What a coincidence."
After hearing this greeting, Wang Shicheng snapped back to reality. The corners of his mouth twitched reflexively, but it soon turned into a smile that was slightly better than his stern face.
"Yeah, what a coincidence, what a coincidence … Hahaha."
What a f * cking coincidence!
There are so many flights in the same day, and the seats are right next to each other.
The worst part is, when I was waiting for my flight, I didn't notice at all!
If I noticed that Lu Zhou was also on this flight, I would have asked my student to return this ticket and get another one!
Changing seats was unrealistic. After hesitating for a while, Wang Shicheng finally sat next to Lu Zhou.
After the flight attendant reminded him to buckle his seat belt, the old man closed his eyes without saying a word, waiting for the plane to taxi into the air and take off.
Just when he thought that this trip would end without talking to anyone, Lu Zhou, who was sitting next to him, smiled and took the initiative to talk to him.
"Academician Wang is also going to St. Petersburg for a conference?"
"Yeah." Wang Shicheng, who didn't want to speak, couldn't help but say, "There's a 45-minute report. The International Mathematical Union invited me to give a talk, so I went."
It wasn't easy for someone of his age to receive an invitation from the International Mathematical Union to give a report.
This meant that the international mathematics community still remembered him and didn't forget his research. For an old man like him, this was something that made him happy.
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "I see, congratulations."
When Wang Shicheng saw the expression on Lu Zhou's face, he curled his lips.
What a f * cking hypocrite!
Who doesn't know that you have a 60-minute report?
You just want to show off, right?
Haha, I'm not going to give you the chance!
With that in mind, Wang Shicheng didn't follow common sense and politeness by saying something like "same to you". Instead, he just smiled and brushed off the topic.
"What about you? Did you get a result on Riemann's conjecture? "
When it came to Riemann's conjecture, Lu Zhou suddenly had a look of regret on his face.
"I'm sorry, but I really didn't."
He was really regretful.
He had been extremely busy this year, and he only had a few days to spend on Riemann's conjecture. If he had spent all his time on Riemann's conjecture, he might have been able to produce a beautiful result.
However, even though Lu Zhou was really regretful, when Academician Wang heard this, he couldn't help but smirk.
Haha!
You deserve this.
Even though it wasn't shameful to not be able to prove Riemann's conjecture, Lu Zhou had boasted that he wouldn't do the 60-minute report if he didn't prove something.
Why does it sound so good now?
While feeling secretly pleased, Wang Shicheng pretended to be surprised and asked.
"No? I heard that when you received the 60-minute report last year, you said that you wouldn't go to St. Petersburg if you didn't produce some results. I was wondering if you had already solved Riemann's conjecture … But you didn't … What a shame. "
This sentence carried a hint of mockery.
But when he regretted, he expressed it so vaguely that someone didn't hear it.
Lu Zhou looked at Academician Wang and sighed. He nodded and said, "Yeah, what a shame … I didn't plan on coming, but I couldn't reject it."
"… Couldn't reject it?"
Wang Shicheng didn't know why, but when he saw the kid's expression, he had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, as if confirming his thoughts, the young man's face showed an embarrassed smile.
This smile …
He was too f * cking familiar with it.
"Yeah," Lu Zhou smiled and scratched his head. He said, "They … seem to be planning on giving me an award."
Wang Shicheng: "…"
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