The Future Is Yours

A secluded office at the corner of the corridor, Princeton Institute for Advanced Study.

Vera's white chin was buried in between her palms as she stared at the empty seat and lifelessly slouched at the table.

It's been seven months…

Although it was common for Princeton researchers to be away from Princeton all year round, being away for such a long time made it inevitable for people to miss Lu Zhou.

Over the past seven months, she had basically taken over Lu Zhou's number theory class.

This was one of her main jobs as a teaching assistant, and because of the existence of emails, it didn't hinder her ability to teach. However, the feeling of communicating online was different from the feeling of communicating face-to-face.

She thought back to seven months ago at the Stockholm Gold Hall, it seemed like it was yesterday…

She began to daydream when suddenly, her white cheeks began to blush…