"Our mathematical genius is back!"
"Cold Demeanor Fan is back!"
"Keep it up, Cold Demeanor Fan, you are the pillar of our country's future mathematical research!"
"Welcome, welcome back!"
"Fan Lei is so amazing, just one trip to Y Country and he became a genius mathematician, and also an internet celebrity. 'Cold Demeanor Fan,' what a pleasant-sounding nickname, the cool and aloof math whiz god!"
"..."
Just as Fan Lei had returned to Yanhua University and went to report at the Biomedical Research Institute, he was warmly welcomed by a large group of people. However, their words were rather depressing, filled with sarcasm and jest, which made him have the urge to curse.
Mathematical genius?
Cold Demeanor Fan?
Internet celebrity?
"Peat!" Fan Lei gritted his teeth without knowing what to say. He went to Zhao Yi's lab to have some quiet and checked the recent news on his computer, only to feel even more depressed.