During the New Year, he specifically visited Tian Yanzhen to pay his respects and found out where Tian lived. Moreover, it wasn't far from the school.
Although it was a bit late now, notifying such matters over the phone felt like a joke to Xue Song.
However, thinking back, it had been over ten minutes since he left Qiao Yu's room, and he still felt dizzy, as if his brain capacity wasn't enough.
After all, Qiao Yu said he proved the Riemann Conjecture.
Luckily, the wind in Beijing in March was cold enough to quickly sober him up. Then he took out his phone and dialed Tian Yanzhen's number.
"Hello, Professor Xue, you must have some good news to call so late?"
It seemed that Tian Yanzhen was in a good mood.
However, Xue Song thought that this big shot's mood would get even better.
"Yes, indeed there's some good news. Are you in Beijing? If so, I'd like to report to you in person."
"Oh? It seems this good news isn't simple. Sure, I'm at home, come over."
"I'll be there soon."
