Qiao Xi just reminded him not to get carried away, especially not to disappoint those who have high hopes for him. This is something Qiao Yu feels he must achieve.
Quietly reading in the room like this, at five fifty, Qiao Yu left the room and went down to the fifth floor.
Although he had heard many unreliable rumors about foreign-organized events online, this time it seems the hotel did quite well.
As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, there was a special bilingual sign in French and English pointing to the mathematicians' banquet hall.
However, Qiao Yu thought that this kind of bilingual sign was somewhat redundant; using Chinese and English should have sufficed.
After taking a few steps toward the restaurant, he heard a familiar voice behind him say, "Oh, look, I bet one dollar that the young man in front is definitely the star of today's conference, Qiao Yu."
