All-round mathematician

Chapter 229

United States, airport, departure terminal.

"Senior Brother Chen, thank you for seeing me off. When are you going to return to China?" Yang Fan looked at the man who was four years older than him, showing a trace of sadness.

The latter frowned, his eyes were dull, and his face was pale due to lack of sunlight for a long time.

Chen Li, a student from the attached middle school brought out by Feng Yao, entered the United States a few years ago and is currently studying for a doctorate in mathematics from Harvard.

"I won't go back, even if I get a degree, I won't go back. I have you in China, do you still need me? I'd better hang out in the United States."

After several years of contact, Chen Li was hit hard. He was also called a genius since he was a child. Compared with Yang Fan, the title of genius is a shame.

I only study one subject of mathematics, and when I was four years older, I found it difficult. Maths is too difficult.As for Yang Fan, he returned home with numerous diplomas.How many degrees, I guess even Yang Fan can't remember clearly.

"Brother Chen, it's just luck, there is an urgent shortage of high-end mathematics talents in China"

"It's not just because of you, but also because of the family." Chen Li's family background is worse than Yang Fan's, and the only way out is to study.After studying abroad for several years, I have already emptied my family.

After returning to China, with his major, is it possible to compete with undergraduates and graduate students for [-] jobs, and the return on investment is disproportionate.

"You may not know that the most glorious thing in my parents' life is to raise me. Every time I mention it to my relatives and friends, it is how I lived in the United States."

"If I go back to China and start from scratch, it will be the heaviest blow to them, and it will crush their backs. I bear their expectations, the envy of my neighbors, and the praise of my relatives. Therefore, I want to stay , even if they are down and begging for food, I will stay. I represent their ideals and life."

Yang Fan felt sad for him from the bottom of his heart.

I remember that when he first came to the United States, Feng Yao also said that his brother was doing well and working in the American Institute of Advanced Mathematics.Ask Yang Fan to look for them after he comes to the United States, so that they can take care of each other when things happen.

In a narrow underground garage, Yang Fan found his brother.

Because of cultural barriers and precautions, he couldn't get into a high-end research institute at all. He obviously had a good job, but he still wanted to prove that he lived a very good life, sending thousands of dollars to his parents every month.

Just for the word of mouth of my parents, I can boast to the people around me that my son has paid me a lot of money this month.

From point to point, I don’t know how many foreign students, how many so-called great talents who have mixed in the United States, curl up all day in a small room where they can’t stretch their limbs, and bear the expectations of their families alone.

Yang Fan thinks he is lucky, his parents never put pressure on his studies, so he grew up mediocre, but happy.

"Brother Chen, take care. If you can't stay in the United States any longer, remember to come back to China and find me."

Yang Fan didn't mention that he has a well-developed company in China that can give him the glamor he wants.There are still many people in the older generation who believe that working in China means that they cannot survive in the United States.

"Alright then, I'll go first, and I won't wait for you to board the plane."

Shaking hands, Yang Fan watched him leave, took out a book and waited there.

A tough American old man sat down, and Yang Fan glanced at him, but said nothing.

"Dr. Yang, I'm here to see you off."

"Mr. Pompeo, I knew you would come, and I'm waiting." Yang Fan closed his book, checked the boarding time, and said, "To make a long story short, I'm leaving soon."

"Dr. Yang, in the past four years, you have refreshed my impression of Orientals. Persistence, rigor, and intelligence are not enough to describe your talent."

The subordinates report to Pompeo every few months, and every time it is Yang Fan who has obtained another degree.And the daily life, in one sentence, is either in class or reading.

"The tricks in the capital market can't be hidden from us. I don't care if they are not in the same system as me. Anyway, those people on Wall Street welcome the influx of hot money."

Pompeo considered his language and said: "But please don't forget what you promised me. Don't think that you can't do anything without me. Your parents are in Washington recently. I have a way to let them come to the CIA as guests at any time."

"Mr. Pompeo, don't threaten me. If you really want to die, it's not that I'm bragging. The United States can't afford my thunderbolt."

Yang Fan's momentum soared from mild to radiant in an instant, crossing the bottom line, the United States should be in the second-tier country.

"Acting in the dark for a long time, you can't see the light. You must have deduced countless times, why I am willing to share all the technologies in the future for free, just to gain a moment of freedom."

"I can't see the deep forest with a blind eye. What I see is human beings and the starry sky. But you are still fighting for the earth's increasingly barren resources. The earth cannot withstand 200 years of development."

After communicating with Hawking many times, Yang Fan knew the vision of a top scientist. Hawking only had two regrets in his life, so he stood up and walked for a while.Another, hoping to see the starry sky above.

The ultimate goal of every generation of great scientists on earth is the same.For ideals, for future generations, for human beings.

"It's getting late, I'm leaving."

Yang Fan pulled up the suitcase, and the precipitated suitcase pressed against the smooth floor tiles, leaving shallow traces.When you come, you are lightly dressed, and when you leave, you are full of certificates.

"The United States can give you money, beauty, status, anything you want. Why do you have to go? Do you know that if you break our secret agreement, you will betray your country and you will have nothing have."

Numerous communication temptations, even threats to no avail, Pompeo is still trying to keep him.

"You can't give me warmth." Yang Fan smiled and turned back, "What will I do, what will I do, and there is no restriction on nationality. Science has no borders."

More than ten hours later, Yang Fan returned to Huaxia.

In summer in Shanghai, the outdoor temperature is close to 40. Yang Fan raised his head and put on sunglasses.Taking a deep breath, a pungent heat hit him, and he was nostalgic infinitely. He is back, the motherland.

Passing through the security checkpoint, he subconsciously paused and took out a certain duck tongue from his bag.

Dozens of media outlets on both sides stared boredly at the flow of people, and lowered their heads to play with their phones.Or view passers-by from a high-definition lens hung around your neck.

The entertainment industry is changing rapidly, and Yang Fan is not even counted as a person in the entertainment industry, not to mention he hasn't made any news for four years.

He passed by in a low-key manner, found a seat in the rest hall, sat down, and waited.

The trip back to China was only mentioned to two people, Xiao Hongye Zeng Sisi.

Zeng Sisi couldn't let go of the work at hand, and said she would not come to pick up the plane, and waited for Yang Fan to go to the capital for a party.

After Xiao Hongye inquired about the flight, she asked Yang Fan to wait at the airport. She also arranged a flight to Shanghai Modu Airport at a similar time and returned to Wuzhou together.

"Come out, come out."

"Xiao Hongye is here."

"Camera ready."

The gossip media reporter is excited, Xiao Hongye is a legend in the entertainment industry, and has her own gossip topic.

Some people say that she is the conscience of the entertainment industry, and more people call her a shit stick in the entertainment industry.However, she proclaimed herself a guardian of Taoism, she couldn't hide her big mouth, and offended batch after batch of entertainment practitioners.

From the celebrity's corrupt private life to the top director's domestic violence against his wife, if there is anything to say, he will be scolded, and even if he disagrees with him, he will fight.

After digging deeply afterwards, all kinds of obscure evidence showed that she was not talking nonsense.

The turbid entertainment industry is getting stronger and stronger, and the rich are the rich after all, so they can only talk about her.

Since then, her popularity has increased instead of falling, and the people who eat melons like her straightforwardness, which is called a clean stream in the entertainment industry.

(End of this chapter)