Top Student at Their Peak-Chapter 220 - 106 He’s Really Good At..._6

He was telling the truth, he originally didn’t think he was that old, but standing next to Qiao Yu, he felt like he was already old.

"Not comparing with me, of course, since I’m still in high school. I have a senior named Chen, he’s only twenty-nine but looks like forty, almost lost all his hair. You’re two years older than him and still have so much hair, that’s impressive." Qiao Yu sincerely complimented.

"Uh... I, just average, I guess." Liu Zheyun suddenly didn’t know how to respond, so he just politely muttered, thinking this young man had a very lively mind...

He was a bit doubtful if the always serious and cautious Mr. Yuan could get used to having such a lively and quick-thinking kid around in the office.

Yes, to a thirty-one-year-old adult, a fifteen-year-old like Qiao Yu indeed seemed like a child.

Of course, that wasn’t something he needed to worry about. Within a few words, he had already led Qiao Yu through a tree-lined path to a quaint little building, and the green wooden sign at the entrance indicated to Qiao Yu that Qiuzhai had arrived.

"Mr. Yuan’s office is on the second floor, follow me."

Once inside the building, Liu Zheyun instinctively lowered his steps, taking Qiao Yu upstairs, and upon reaching Yuan Zhengxin’s office, he was about to remind Qiao Yu that Elder Yuan preferred quiet when the kid had already lifted his hand to knock on the door, saying loudly, "Master Grandpa, I’m here!"

"Quick, come in."

Hearing the greeting from inside the door, Liu Zheyun realized he was overthinking, hurriedly pushed the door, and entered with Qiao Yu.

Alright, with him there it seemed a bit redundant; he was just about to say he had brought him when Qiao Yu had already quickly walked up to the old man’s desk, cheerfully saying, "Hello, Master Grandpa! Oh, right, I’m here to give you Mr. Tian’s regards as well."

Liu Zheyun felt his eyelids twitch involuntarily, but thankfully it didn’t last long. The old man nodded repeatedly at Qiao Yu and then kindly said to him, "Zheyun, you can go busy yourself."

"Okay, Mr. Yuan."

Liu Zheyun nodded and then quickly turned and left the room. Before closing the door, he could still hear the kid’s cheerful voice, "Master Grandpa, is this spot specially prepared for me?"

"Yes, just for you..."

The door closed softly, and the conversation inside became inaudible.

But... Wasn’t it supposed to be their first meeting?

This kid doesn’t seem shy at all!

...

Inside the room, Qiao Yu was already sitting properly at a desk not far from Mr. Yuan. A stack of paper and a very delicate fountain pen were already placed on the desk.

"What books did you bring today for self-study?" The old man asked.

Qiao Yu had already taken two books out of his backpack: "Reporting to Master Grandpa, one is ’Differential Geometry of Manifolds’ by William Busby, borrowed from the library, and the other is ’Visualizing Differential Geometry and Forms’ by Nidham, which Mr. Tian gave me yesterday. I plan to read them together."

"Hmm, both books are good. Alright, I won’t disturb your study then, if you have any questions, feel free to ask at any time."

"Got it, Master Grandpa. Oh, if your water runs out, remember to call me, I’ll get you some, I’m afraid I might not notice because I’m too focused on reading."

"No need, no need, your Master Grandpa can still move around." The old man laughed, without a hint of sternness.

"Okay, then I’ll read first, Master Grandpa."

With that, Qiao Yu immediately opened Nidham’s ’Visualizing Differential Geometry and Forms’ and continued reading.

He had already read a lot of content from this book yesterday, and today he would just continue.

Once he opened the book, Qiao Yu truly delved into a focused state of study in no time.

He actually always remembered Qiao Xi’s advice that anyone who can establish themselves in prestigious universities like Huaqing and Yanbei couldn’t possibly be fools, let alone individuals as knowledgeable as Director Tian and Elder Yuan.

Facing these big names with clever tricks would be truly foolish, so Qiao Yu focused on being sincere and natural.

You could play a little with words when on calls since you couldn’t be seen.

But in person, under Elder Yuan’s watchful eyes, whatever the Master Grandpa asked him to do, he would do it accordingly.

If he didn’t seriously read and kept talking, that would fall into an inferior approach.

So Qiao Yu felt that after warmly greeting and making his intentions clear, he should go about his own business, which is what he ought to do.

He said he was here to study, so studying it was!

He was well aware that his core advantage wasn’t having no moral bottom line, but his talent for mathematics. There were way more shameless people in this world than him, some even willing to do anything for fame and fortune, there’s simply no comparison!

Moreover, for Qiao Yu, once he immersed himself in those mathematical books, he could truly shut out all other distractions.

So, the quaint office soon became silent.

As Qiao Yu quietly read, whenever he encountered questions that needed thought, he’d pick up the pen and casually draw diagrams on the prepared draft paper, deriving... These were all instincts, just like when he self-studied in the Railway First Middle School’s self-study room.

Only back then, it was more about facing the computer, having to constantly hit the pause key.

With books now, it was more convenient and easier to delve into the book’s knowledge.

To be honest, these acts, to the meticulous Mr. Yuan, were truly more gratifying than the few times Qiao Yu called him "Master Grandpa."

Honestly, any teacher who has taught for over five years can tell at a glance if a student is genuinely self-studying.

Especially in mathematics, the look of someone immersed in thought is something that can’t be faked. For example, when they encounter a problem and lift their head to think, those completely unfocused eyes can’t be acted out without decades of practice.

Of course, Qiao Yu didn’t need to act, or one could say he was simply acting out his usual routine. As everyone knows, when you’re being yourself, no acting skills are needed. Everything comes naturally, as if granted by Heaven.

Plus, Qiao Yu was a young handsome lad.

Though the old man wouldn’t be that superficial to judge talent by appearance, if a student’s grandchild not only had talent and studied diligently but was also handsome, it naturally won some subconscious favor.

And just as Qiao Yu told Xue Song, he truly had fallen in love with the subject of mathematics by now.

Being tired was not an option; each new piece of knowledge he encountered gave him genuine excitement.

In this handsome young man’s eyes, all he needed was to study a subject that he found so easily graspable, gaining the attention of big figures, paving the way for the future—how could there be anything more worthwhile?

Too bad, Lan Jie wasn’t around.

If Lan Jie learned about the past few days, he’d probably just sigh, "Indeed, someone who can make money by providing emotional value to big brothers in games must be incredibly professional in this aspect!"