I kidnapped an alien civilization

Yanjing International Airport

Wei Xiaonian looked at the mathematicians arriving one after another in the VIP hall, sweat broke out on his head.

"Professor Chris, hello, hello!"

"Professor Pakarotti, welcome, welcome!"

"Miss liu, warm welcome!"

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There are too many people, and there are not enough cars for "group buying" in advance.

He found time to take out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Qiangzi, send some more cars!"

"Yes, of course I will add money to you." Now Wei Xiaonian holds the financial power of the "seminar", and agreed without hesitation.

He has never received so many professors and scholars, and most of them have brought assistants. An old professor from France even brought 5 students here. It seems that the benefits in France are very good.

At this time, Wei Xiaonian regretted that he had sent out so many invitation letters in one go. According to his pre-estimate, one tenth of the invitees would come. The name is Qing Gao.

But now it has reached far more than this number. If these internationally renowned mathematicians have any problems in his territory, he, Wei Xiaonian, can hardly absolve himself of the blame.

"Professor Andrew! He's here too?" When Wei Xiaonian saw a thin foreign man wearing glasses and coming out from the exit, the man's eyes were lonely, and he deliberately distanced himself from the surrounding passengers. He knew that this meeting was far beyond his ability.

"Hey, Teacher Wu, I'm at the international airport, and I want to ask for your help." Wei Xiaonian called his teacher, Professor Wu, and explained the matter.

"Nonsense, just nonsense, do you, Wei Xiaonian, think you can organize an international academic conference?"

"So many professors, if something goes wrong, can you, Wei Xiaonian, be responsible?"

When Professor Wu heard Wei Xiaonian talk about the difficulties he encountered, he immediately became furious.

"You must do a good job in welcoming them and ensuring the safety of those professors. I will let Yanda's external relations department take over."

"This meeting, I think Yanda will report it."

He directly deprived Wei Xiaonian of the rights of the meeting organizer through the phone.

Wei Xiaonian put down the phone, and felt a lot more relaxed. Looking at the old foreign professors walking tremblingly, he thought to himself: "It seems that the charm of this paper is still underestimated."

As a first-class university in Huaguo, Yanda organizes academic conferences at a first-class level. Soon, all foreign scholars who attended the meeting with invitation letters were arranged into the Yanjing Hotel, and students who were proficient in foreign languages ​​were arranged as interpreters.

"Professor Wu, many scholars have reported that the hotel they live in is not the address on the invitation letter, and they are afraid of missing the seminar." The person in charge of the outreach department called to report the situation.

It seems that the charm of the odd perfect conjecture is too great. Professor Wu said on the phone: "You explain to them that this seminar will be held by Yanda University, so that they can rest assured that they will not delay their participation in the conference."

"Let Wei Xiaonian explain it to every visiting scholar in person!" he added.

In fact, Professor Wu has his own selfishness here. As the editor of a mathematics magazine, Wei Xiaonian has established good relationships with these well-known mathematicians, which will be of great help to his future career.

"This can be regarded as a kind of compensation for taking the right to hold the magazine from the magazine."

After arranging everything, Professor Wu sat down and took a sip of tea. He always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something. After thinking for a long time, he finally remembered, "Where is the protagonist? The meeting will be held tomorrow. Where is the instigator?"

When Li Mo received the call from Professor Wu, he was "liver books" in the library, and of course there was "sticky glue" Zhang Yazi sitting next to him. Today's Zhang Yazi wears pleated printed short sleeves on her upper body and a pair of pencil pants on her lower body, making her figure extraordinarily slim.

"This girl, why do you change clothes every day?" Li Mo thought to himself, he didn't care about what clothes Zhang Yazi was wearing, but the prying eyes of the surrounding students from time to time made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

It has been 5 consecutive days, and every time Li Mo arrives at the library, he will find that Zhang Yazi has occupied his seat in advance.

"Do you really want to change seats?" He was a little hesitant. This is the place in the library with the best light and the smoothest air circulation, and the distance from the books of all subjects is not much different.

"Buzz. Buzz." The phone vibrated, and Li Mo glanced at it, "Professor Wu is calling."

He took his mobile phone and walked into a secluded corridor.

"Hey, Li Mo, where are you now?" As soon as the call was connected, Professor Wu's anxious voice was heard.

Is something wrong? Li Mo replied: "Teacher, I am reading in the library."

"You go to the Liaison Office right now, Yanda and the "Mathematics Monthly" are going to hold an academic seminar." Professor Wu said.

Li Mo asked suspiciously: "I don't think I need to attend an academic seminar."

An academic seminar is generally a meeting where a scholar puts forward a new theory or makes a new achievement, invites peers, and gathers together for discussion. The original intention is to promote academic exchanges. But now there are many schools that hold seminars for the sake of profit and without any new results. In fact, it was a waste of time, and he didn't want to participate in such a meeting.

"This seminar discusses your thesis, and there are many well-known mathematicians from abroad. How can you do it without showing your face?" Professor Wu became more anxious when he heard his answer. This student is a top-notch student. But emotional intelligence is a bit low.

Li Mo understood, it seems that the "Mathematics Monthly" magazine has no ability to review his paper, so they came up with this method. He immediately replied, "I'll go right away."

Li Mo, who hung up the phone, returned to his seat and tidied up his schoolbag.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Yazi asked, because it was not lunch time yet.

Li Mo said: "The off-campus liaison office. They are planning to hold an academic conference."

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Zhang Yazi said in surprise: "There is no agenda for organizing a meeting today. I am from the Outreach Office."

She turned out to be an officer of the Outreach Office. Li Mo thought for a while and said, "Maybe they didn't tell you. It just so happens, you go with me."

After leaving the library, Zhang Yazi was still puzzled by the news, "Generally, foreign-related academic seminars will notify me in advance. Could it be that I was dismissed?"

Soon, the two came to the office building where the off-campus liaison office was located.

"Xiao Zhang, do you have any meetings to prepare for today?" Zhang Yazi saw a classmate coming down the stairs, and asked him, pulling him.

The classmate shook his head and said: "I don't think so, Minister, I still have class, so I'm leaving first." After speaking, the classmate left in a hurry.

"Did you hear that? There is no meeting at all. You must have been cheated." Zhang Yazi said to Li Mo.

Li Mo shook his head, ignored her, and walked straight up the stairs.