Standing outside the door was the one who invited Chen Zhou to an exclusive interview in the afternoon, Times reporter Delia Ordaisia.

Seeing Chen Zhou opening the door, Delia smiled and said, "Professor Chen, it seems that you, as the protagonist, have endured a lot of enthusiasm tonight."

Chen Zhou shook his head: "It's okay..."

Indeed, he was really drunk at the dinner.

However, after washing his face with cold water, he was much more awake.

It doesn't feel that uncomfortable anymore.

Delia looked at Chen Zhou and asked, "Then our interview?"

Chen Zhou turned sideways slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

Delia smiled slightly: "Okay."

Chen Zhou closed the door and sat down on the chair with Delia, preparing to accept an exclusive interview with Times magazine.

Maybe it was because of drinking, when I observed the beautiful reporter up close again.

Chen Zhou discovered that this fair-skinned blonde beauty has a different charm.

But Chen Zhou just took a look like this, then withdrew his gaze.

Delia also opened the notepad she carried with her at this moment and took a closer look at the many questions she had sorted out.

After all, Chen Zhou gave her only one hour of time.

Whether she can do this interview well within this hour depends on her own ability.

However, what Delia didn't expect was that when the interview really started, she realized that an hour was really short.

Looking at Delia who was close to her, Chen Zhou said, "Miss Delia, you can start. Otherwise, if I am really drunk and unconscious, I will delay you.

It's time..."

Delia heard this and chuckled softly: "Okay, Professor Chen, thank you very much for accepting my interview."

"You're welcome." Chen Zhou replied casually, his eyes also looking in the direction of the door.

Chen Zhou didn't know how great the potential of this wine would be.

But it is true that he must stay awake before the interview is over.

Who knows if this beautiful reporter does something unexpected to him if he is not awake?

After all, my handsome face and perfect temperament will not be affected by alcohol...

"Professor Chen, the first question is about your growth process. We all know that you started to contact and solve these mathematical conjectures while studying at Yenching University, and then even more during MIT, one after another.

Continuously overcome mathematical problems. So, in your career, which experience do you think has the most influence on you?"

While Chen Zhou was thinking about it, Delia had already asked the first question she was concerned about.

Delia still did a lot of homework about Chen Zhou's past.

And this question was also the most curious thing she was about.

She really wanted to know what kind of study experience it made Chen Zhou today.

Chen Zhou thought about it and did not answer this question directly, but said: "Whether it is mathematical conjecture or mathematical problems, the basis for solving these problems is based on a certain amount of knowledge reserves."

"Only with rich basic knowledge as a reserve can we better think divergently when solving these problems and think about these problems from multiple perspectives. Do you understand what I say?"

Delia nodded while writing in her notepad: "I understand what you mean, all success is not achieved overnight."

"Yes." Chen Zhou looked at the serious beautiful reporter, nodded slightly, and continued, "So, for me, the time period that had the greatest impact on me in my career was actually not at Yenching University

, or MIT's study time, but the only one year of resuming the study time."

"This is also the time I miss the most...

Chen Zhou's face showed a rare look of memories.

As he said, the resumption of Maochang High School was a process that changed his life trajectory.

Including the active learning habit that benefits him for life, it was also developed during that period.

If it weren't for that period of time, he wouldn't know what kind of person he would be now.

Through the light, looking at Chen Zhou who seemed to be half drunk and half awake, but was recalling the past, Delia suddenly felt indescribable.

Suddenly, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Delia's mouth.

However, when Chen Zhou came back to his senses from his memories, she had already returned to notepad.

"Professor Chen, I believe that the repeat study at Maochang High School must have left you with something profound memory. Can you tell me about it?"

Delia remembered what had just happened, looked up slightly, and asked at Chen Zhou with a smile.

Chen Zhou nodded and said softly: "In terms of time, it has not been long, but it gives me the feeling that that period of time seems to have happened a long time ago..."

I don’t know if it’s because I’m really drunk and awake, Chen Zhou took the initiative to say so much in his first interview.

After Chen Zhou finished speaking, Delia asked in surprise: "Professor Chen, it turns out that your re-education experience was such a hard time?"

Chen Zhou chuckled softly: "It's okay..."

Delia now understood that if it were her, she would have remembered such an experience.

After all, she had never seen any student go to school and was as if he was desperate.

The first question ended. Chen Zhou looked at his watch and kindly reminded him: "Miss Delia, you have 46 minutes left."

Delia was slightly stunned, then chuckled softly: "Professor Chen, you can forget the time, after all..."

Chen Zhou took the speech and said, "After all, if you delay any more, it will take another minute to go."

Delia looked at Chen Zhou in a daze. She didn't understand whether this handsome man really couldn't hear what she said.

He complained about Chen Zhou in his heart hatefully, and Delia also faced the remaining time again.

"Professor Chen, the second question is, about your research efficiency. We all know that you have always maintained an extremely efficient research efficiency. In the eyes of other scholars, those mountains seem to be insurmountable, here you

, Almost all of them were solved without too many obstacles. Can you share your research method?"

Hearing this question, Chen Zhou couldn't help but smile and said, "Actually, my research method is no longer a secret..."

Delia suddenly thought of the information she was looking for and said in confusion: "In seclusion?"

Chen Zhou nodded: "It's a retreat..."

Immediately, Chen Zhou started to talk about his own research status.

After listening, Delia exclaimed: "I think this must be the habit you have retained from Maochang High School..."

Chen Zhou smiled and said, "You can say that..."

"Okay... I think your attitude towards academics is really like a lunatic..." Delia really doesn't know how to describe Chen Zhou's research method.

But after saying that, Delia realized that she had lost her words and hurriedly said, "Sorry, Professor Chen, I was excited for a moment. My words were a bit inappropriate, don't mind."

"It's okay." Chen Zhou shook his head. He didn't mind such a description.

After all, it was not the first time he was called a madman.

Looking at Chen Zhou, Delia quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

But at the same time, a strange idea came out in her mind.

Are geniuses all crazy people?

Chen Zhou naturally didn't know Delia's idea, so he signaled Delia to continue.

Delia understood, and then the third question...

The fourth question...

As the interview continued, Delia's understanding of Chen Zhou gradually began to increase.

As he gained more knowledge, Delia's questions about Chen Zhou were also increasing.

Moreover, this beautiful reporter became more and more interested in Chen Zhou.

Finally, it was the hour that Chen Zhou had specified in advance.

Chen Zhou pointed to his watch and said with a smile: "Miss Delia, the time is up."

Delia looked at her notepad and quickly swept her eyes over questions she hadn't had time to ask.

There is no way, there are too many problems she has prepared.

And she couldn't bear to cross out each one.

In desperation, Delia looked at Chen Zhou.

"Professor Chen, can I give me some more time? I still have two questions..."

Looking at this blonde and blue-eyed Western beauty, Chen Zhou felt unbearable for a moment.

But before Chen Zhou could show his compassion, the memories on his arm seemed to suddenly wake up.

Chen Zhou felt that his arm suddenly hurt and his whole body became a little more awake.
To be continued...