Brother, I can’t move. Sister, please try harder.

Chapter 141 If you don’t say this, we are still good friends!

"Ah."

At this moment, Chen Mo, who was returning to France, suddenly sneezed three times in a row.

Because he had learned from the past, Chen Mo immediately couldn't help but muttered: "Is he being taken care of by someone again?"

"Pfft."

After hearing Chen Mo's mutterings, Chen Xi on the side also immediately smiled: "Think about it quickly, what bad things have you done recently?"

"no?"

Chen Mo also fell into a slight daze, and at the same time began to recall what he had done recently.

Then he shook his head: "It shouldn't be!"

"Besides robbing some people of their Fields Medal and robbing Lang Lang of his place, there shouldn't be much else, right?"

"Could it be them?"

If Langlang and the others knew what Chen Mo was thinking at this moment, they would definitely shout: It's unfair!
Moreover, Chen Mo would never have imagined that at this moment, he would be cared about by his future father-in-law again.

After returning to France, Chen Mo did not stay any longer. Instead, he packed his luggage and immediately rushed to the airport.

Got on the plane back home.

Chen Mo was not in a hurry, but his sister had only taken a week's vacation, and it was time to go back.

The return trip was still first class, and Chen Xi didn't have to spend any money this time. Chen Mo used the check earned from the Golden Hall to upgrade everyone's positions.

The flight still lasted 13 hours, and at 3:20 Chinese time, Chen Mo and the others finally landed in the capital.

After landing in the capital, Chen Mo also asked his parents as usual: "Do you want to stay in the capital for another two days before going back?"

"no need!"

Zhao Yannice also refused extremely simply.

Chen Yu also echoed: "It's been long enough to take leave. If I don't go back to work, I'm afraid others will have opinions."

Zhao Yanni also nodded: "Yes, your sister can only ask for leave until tomorrow. She must rush back today."

"Fine!"

Since both of them were so determined, Chen Mo said no more: "I'll go buy tickets for you guys!"

At this time, Chen Mo suddenly remembered someone and immediately looked at Chen Xi: "Do you want to go back together?"

"Go back!"

After Chen Xi hesitated, he finally decided to go back together.

Of course she was very reluctant to leave Chen Mo, but she was afraid that her parents would have objections if she didn't go back.

Regarding Chen Xi's choice, Chen Mo was not surprised, and he didn't force it: "Okay, I'll also book your vote."

Later, Chen Mo also boarded Ctrip and booked air tickets for his parents, younger sister, and Chen Xi.

The latest flight was, of course, first class and not bad at all.

After booking the tickets, Chen Mo also accompanied them to the VIP room of the airport.

This is the advantage of first-class air tickets. As long as you send the person to the VIP lounge, they can arrange the person properly. There will never be a missed flight or missing person, and there will be someone to help check the luggage. No need Go ahead and get busy by yourself.

"Jingle Bell"

After sending the person into the VIP room, Chen Mo's phone rang immediately.

The caller was none other than Li Chen.

Before returning to China, Chen Mo had already told Li Chen the flight number and asked him to pick him up.

However, Li Chen waited in the arrival hall for a long time but did not see Chen Mo come out, so he made this call.

Chen Mo quickly answered the phone and said immediately: "Wait for me and come out right away!"

"Oh"

Li Chen responded instinctively without asking any more questions.

Chen Mo didn't keep Li Chen waiting for long. In less than 10 minutes, the person came out.

Li Chen also hurried forward to help with the luggage, and at the same time he did not forget to ask: "Uncle and aunt are gone?"

"Let's go, we just sent them to the VIP room!"

Chen Mo also replied calmly.

On the way back, of course Li Chen couldn't help but make a fuss.

"Chen Mo, you are so awesome!"

"It doesn't matter if you get the Fields Medal, you actually made it to the Golden Hall."

"There's almost no one left."

"If I refuse to obey the wall, I will obey you!"

Peking University,

Mao Chengcai, the head of the music department, rushed to the office of Gu Weijiang, the dean of the School of Art.

"Dean Gu, take a look at this!"

"What?"

Gu Weijiang looked at Mao Chengcai in slight surprise. This was the first time he saw Mao Chengcai like this.

But he took the mobile phone handed over by Mao Chengcai immediately and started looking at it.

Then he was confused and blurted out: "A professor from the Department of Mathematics of Beijing University sneaked into the Golden Hall of Vienna and robbed Lang Lang's place?"

"you do not say!"

Mao Chengcai also echoed very excitedly.

Then he said: "If I hadn't seen this coming from the mainstream media, I wouldn't have believed it was true."

"But that's a little too outrageous, right?"

Obviously, Gu Weijiang still found it difficult to accept this fact, and couldn't help but raise some questions.

Not to mention Gu Weijiang, even Mao Chengcai obviously had the same idea: "Isn't it true? This matter is simply outrageous and a bit too much."

Immediately, Gu Weijiang seemed to have remembered something and looked at Mao Chengcai: "Don't you have Langlang's phone number? Just ask!"

"All right!"

After hesitating for a while, Mao Chengcai finally agreed.

Then he got the phone back from Gu Weijiang, found Langlang's number and dialed it.

Because he was hit hard before, Langlang's recent state has been a bit wrong, so he also postponed all his recent performances.

Now, except for recovering from his injuries, he has a lot of free time.Mao Chengcai's call was answered not long after he called it.

And Langlang didn't seem to want to say any more nonsense, so he went straight to the point:
"Director Mao, is there something wrong?"

Then he mentioned it directly: "If you want to invite me to perform, then Director Mao, you don't need to mention it. I'm not in a good state recently."

"Did something happen?"

As a friend, Director Mao could not help but be concerned.

However, Director Mao's words were undoubtedly uncovering Langlang's scars, making him feel pain involuntarily.

I feel like the healing I've been doing these past few days has been a bit in vain.

Immediately, Langlang replied a little impatiently: "It's okay not to say it!"

At the same time, he urged: "Director Mao, you'd better talk directly!"

Seeing that Langlang seemed to be in a really bad mood, he didn't dare to talk nonsense: "Langlang, I just want to ask you. You should have seen that Chen Mo! Is he really a professor in our Department of Mathematics at Beijing University?"

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Langlang really wanted to reply: "If I hadn't said this, we would still be good friends!"

Director Mao's question undoubtedly rubbed salt into Langlang's wounds. Not only was the previous treatment in vain, it also became more serious.

Suddenly, Langlang was in no mood at all.

However, he still answered Director Mao.

"Correct!"

"Dudu."

Immediately, Director Mao immediately heard the busy signal from the phone.

Although he was a little surprised by the sudden busy signal, Director Mao still heard clearly the last word that Lang Lang said.

"How is it?"

Seeing Director Mao put away the phone, Dean Gu Weijiang and Gu immediately asked anxiously: "What did Langlang say?"

"Langlang said 'right'!"

Director Mao also replied instinctively.

Suddenly, Dean Gu was no longer calm and started to tremble: "It's true, this is too outrageous!"

Afterwards, Dean Gu seemed to have made a lot of determination: "How can such a person stay in the School of Mathematics? Isn't that a waste of his talent? He should come to our School of Art!"

"Dean Gu, his mathematical achievements are actually quite high."

Although he really didn't want to say this out loud, Director Mao still felt that the reality that should be faced still had to be faced.

Because deception can only be deceived for a while, and there will always be a day when it is exposed.

"He's also very good at math?"

After listening to Director Mao's words, Dean Gu couldn't help being stunned.

However, he immediately said disdainfully: "No matter how high his math achievements are, how can he compare to being officially invited to the Vienna Golden Hall?"

"Dean Gu, don't mention it, it's really a little bit better than the official invitation from the Golden Hall."

When Director Mao said this, Dean Gu became serious: "Then tell me."

Director Mao: "He won the highest award in mathematics, the Fields Medal!"

Dean Gu: "."

Immediately, Dean Gu looked at Director Mao with a look of complaint and said, "Are you waiting to see me make a fool of myself?"

As the dean of Beijing University, although he has nothing to do with mathematics, Dean Gu is still very aware of the importance of the Fields Medal.

It is no exaggeration to say that a person who has won this award will have no problem at all in Beijing University, let alone other places.

In the end, Dean Gu could only hold back a very helpless sentence: "Is this still a human being?"

"That's right!" Director Mao nodded in agreement.

However, after much thought, Dean Gu was still unwilling to give up: "No, we can't just let it go."

However, Dean Gu also knows that the original idea will definitely not work, but he can make a compromise: "I don't ask him to transfer to our art college. It's okay to come here and be a part-time professor, right?"

When Dean Gu said this, Director Mao immediately became enlightened and nodded in approval: "That's right!"

Then he flattered Dean Gu and said, "Dean Gu, you are very thoughtful. This method is definitely the best."

Really fragrant!

Dean Gu, whose ass had been photographed so beautifully, became more interested and waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go now!"

"it is good!"

Director Mao also responded very excitedly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if Chen Mo had become something in his pocket.

Under the leadership of Dean Gu, the two of them immediately headed towards the School of Mathematics.

At this moment, Chen Mo also put all the luggage back to the dormitory with the help of Li Chen, a coolie.

"Then take a good rest and get over the jet lag!"

Li Chen had no intention of staying. After helping Chen Mo carry his luggage, he also left.

The School of Arts at Peking University is not too far away from the School of Mathematics. They are both established colleges and are almost concentrated in one area.

Dean Gu and Director Mao rushed into the building of the School of Mathematics, and then went straight to Dean Zhang Qiming's office.

At this moment, Dean Zhang and Professor Li were also talking about things.

Dean Zhang frowned: "What kind of treatment should we seek from the school for Chen Mo?"

"I don't think anything is too much."

Professor Li waved his hand first, and then continued with great seriousness: "Chen Mo is now the winner of the Fields Medal, and the whole world is rushing to get it."

"Ok!"

Dean Zhang also nodded in agreement: "That's right!"

Then he said in embarrassment: "But there must be a charter, right?"

"We must have figured out the conditions before going to talk to the school, right?"

In the end, Dean Zhang gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't he take me as the Dean!"

"Pfft!"

Professor Li twisted his lips and smiled: "You dare to think!"

"But I can guarantee that even if you are willing, Chen Mo may not be willing."

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