Qiao Yu: "Why should I feel embarrassed to go? Just a heads up, the IMO requirements are that any high school student under twenty can go."
Gong Jiatao: "But you've already given a top-level report at a world-class mathematics conference! Is it appropriate for you to compete with us for a gold medal?"
Yu Yongjun: "Well, bro, while I completely support you competing, it does feel a bit like using a cannon to kill a mosquito."
Qiao Yu: "I'm not a cannon, and I won't let you call yourself a mosquito!"
Yu Wei: "Qiao Yu, have you considered the embarrassment if you mess up at the IMO and don't even get a bronze medal?"
Qiao Yu: "Do you think that's possible? And even if I didn't get a bronze medal, who would dare to question my level? The judges on site?"
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Directly facing three at once...
While leaving his peers speechless, Qiao Yu also felt a bit uninterested.
He didn't expect that even his own people would think it unnecessary for him to compete.
