During this period of time, Meng Fanqi was busy and almost forgot that he had bought BTC at the beginning of the year.
"It's a bit troublesome to buy and sell BTC during this time." Meng Fanqi searched and after some twists and turns, he couldn't sell all 88 coins at once.
He had to divide it into several transactions.
"Fortunately, the amount is not very large, only about sixty in total." Meng Fanqi knew that China still had strict regulations in this area.
If there were one or two more zeros at the end, it would not be easy to legally obtain the money.
Later in the evening, the first payment of 250,000 yuan was credited to his account. This was also the first large sum of money added to his account since he returned.
"I'll transfer 200,000 yuan to my parents first, so they can feel at ease." Meng Fanqi didn't need to spend the money at the moment, so he decided to transfer most of it to his parents.
With this money as evidence, at least they wouldn't worry all day and think he was useless, right?
"No, that's not it... Mom, I really didn't do anything illegal."
"I didn't borrow or cheat for this money. I'm involved in technological innovation now. I understand technology, you know?"
"Um... Going to college and doing technology are two different things. I can't learn these innovative things. I really didn't deceive you."
"Alright, alright... I'll definitely study, and I'll continue studying after the Chinese New Year."
"No, no, don't save this money. Spend it when necessary, buy whatever you need."
"Okay, okay, I'll definitely come back during the Chinese New Year. I'll explain everything to you then. Don't worry."
After a hellish conversation, Meng Fanqi finally dispelled his parents' doubts.
After hanging up the phone, he went to the fifth floor of the School of Mathematics and knocked on the door of the president's office.
President Fu rarely contacted him on his own initiative, probably because he was tormented by various emails. Meng Fanqi chuckled to himself. Although it was a good thing, it could also be annoying.
"Come in." President Fu's voice was still calm, but for some reason, Meng Fanqi felt that the voice seemed a bit heavy.
"Have you read the news?" As soon as Meng Fanqi entered, before he could even greet, President Fu asked.
"I've read some. Although the serious media's evaluation is relatively restrained, most scholars have given positive reviews." Meng Fanqi thought President Fu was talking about his papers and competitions, and his heart warmed. He didn't expect President Fu to specifically meet him for such a small matter.
"I didn't mention anything about your papers." President Fu sighed and realized that this kid was always searching for himself on the internet and hardly paid attention to domestic news.
"Take a look at this. It's getting a lot of attention now, and the school is having trouble dealing with this issue. Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked you to come over."
President Fu turned his screen towards Meng Fanqi. Meng Fanqi took two steps forward and looked at the article title in the middle of the screen.
"World-renowned paper author drops out of school, Yan Jing Electric Power University's gem is tarnished."
The article first praised Meng Fanqi's generative adversarial network, which made Meng Fanqi blush.
But upon closer inspection, it could be seen that the author didn't understand the professional knowledge in this field, and the intention was not to promote the technology, but for another purpose.
After a few sentences of irrelevant content and exaggerated praise, the article suddenly shifted its focus to the behind-the-scenes story of Meng Fanqi dropping out of school.
Almost portraying Meng Fanqi as a smart and hardworking person who was constantly being harassed by the school. Meng Fanqi was confused. He used to skip classes and go to internet cafes in his freshman and sophomore years. How did he suddenly become a model student?
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Looking further, the author of the article tried to create a contrast between the talented but unappreciated students and the arrogant and stubborn universities, highlighting the failure of management. The article completely ignored the fact that there was another person in the author's column, the dean of the School of Mathematics at Yan Jing Electric Power University.
After setting up this contrast, the article began to reveal its true nature and returned to the classic flow of "This country, the loss of the people, my deep thoughts, and my questions."
Without discussing the technology, content, and impact of the article itself, without distinguishing what President Fu's signature meant, it blindly created an atmosphere of opposition.
Although the article did not use any strong words or assertions, it constantly implied and induced readers to think in the direction of confrontation.
The author of the article, Yuan Zhouzi, was a well-known critic and debunker, with millions of followers on his social media platforms.
When Meng Fanqi saw this name, his eyebrows furrowed.
Even if he didn't pay attention to this person, he had a general idea of what kind of person he was.
He used to expose frauds a few years ago, which gave people a good impression.
But unconsciously, he became obsessed.
His own views and opinions couldn't tolerate any doubt, but he didn't need any evidence for his suspicions and accusations. He just relied on his words.
The more time passed, the more things he suspected and accused.
In Meng Fanqi's impression, he had exposed many well-known academicians and scientists, often unable to provide any evidence.He often criticized social issues and predicted social or international events, but his actions often contradicted his words.
It seemed that he later left social media and went to the United States due to his bad reputation. After that, there was no news about him, and Meng Fanqi gradually forgot about him.
"How could such a minor issue attract such a troublesome guy?" Meng Fanqi felt that something was amiss. He remembered that this person loved to ride on the coattails of famous people. How could he be interested in a nobody like him?
"Although this thesis has caused some stir in the international academic community, in the grand scheme of China's society, it's at most a small splash. How did he know that I took a leave of absence?"
"Sigh... This farce has nothing to do with your situation. Don't overthink it." President Fu hesitated for a moment, not wanting to reveal too much to his student. "The school will discuss how to handle this. I called you here today to ask you not to rashly make any statements. Just act as if nothing has happened."
He believed that Meng Fanqi had immeasurable potential and didn't want him to be affected by these petty struggles.
However, he had no way of knowing that Meng Fanqi had memories of another timeline. When President Fu said that it had nothing to do with him, fragments of his memories began to connect.
"At this time of the year, it was the selection of academicians." Meng Fanqi suddenly recalled the past. The selection of academicians usually took place in June and late October of odd-numbered years.
It was just past October. Could it be that someone was dissatisfied with the results?
Meng Fanqi couldn't quite remember what had happened at that time, only that the former principal was elected as an academician of engineering in 2015.
Many of his classmates had posted about it on their social media, so he had some impression.
"So... I oversimplified things." Meng Fanqi muttered to himself. He had originally thought that he was just accidentally caught in the crossfire of a troublesome internet public intellectual.
"President Fu, I know you mean well and want to protect me. But if this matter is used as a target and affects the school, I should step forward to clarify it."
Although Meng Fanqi didn't particularly like his major and didn't work in this field later, and even didn't know why he came here at the time.
But he always believed that, whether it was the four years of his previous life or the two years of this life, his life here was very enjoyable.
If someone tried to slander this school through him, no matter what their purpose was, he would do his best.
"Well then, come with me." President Fu pondered for a while and sighed.