“This is the entire list of questions for today? I doubt we can finish it by midnight…”
“Looks like it.”
It looked like some kind of multi-dimensional magic scroll.
The list of questions, stapled together, seemed endless.
Just glancing at the last number, I saw a big fat 365 standing there.
Even if we answer 10 questions an hour, it would take 36 hours.
“What have these people been doing until now to be asking questions at this late hour? It also seems like quite a few of them are duplicates.”
“The official documents from each university just arrived yesterday…”
“So that’s why Emily pulled an all-nighter. Her dark circles are pretty obvious now.”
“Ah! I thought I covered it well with makeup. Is it really that noticeable?”
Emily pulled a compact mirror from her bag to check her face.
Her face was pale, so it showed quite a bit.
“I can’t answer everything. I have my personal time too, and if you can’t interpret some things, there’s nothing I can do.”
“Isn’t there any way?”
“There is.”
Just answer the genuinely valuable questions!
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[NoName Fan Meeting Announcement is Here!!!!! (Not a Clickbait!)]
[Author: ㅇㅇ(147.47)]
You can catch NoName giving a lecture on unresolved problems at Korea University!
But…
But…
The sign-up deadline is in about 30 minutes, first come first served lol
(28 Building photo.jpg)
Some Russian girl stamped my wrist ㅎㅎ
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[Comments]
– What the hell is this lol
– Is this for real?
– Local loser 1 lossㅠㅠㅠㅠ
– Why can’t I go even though I live in Seoul?
– I just woke up in Gwanak-gu, can I make it if I leave now?
└ If you don’t shower, it’s possible.
└ But it’s been 5 days since I last washed.
└ You shouldn’t go;;
– Please, live stream!
└ (Author): Isn’t filming prohibited?
└ Then at least comment…
– Who announces a fan meeting 30 minutes in advance lol
└ Phone meeting lololol
– But how did you know and rush over?
└ Ah, what the hell, a deception from Korea University IP
└ (Author): hahahaha
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“Oops!”
The young man giggling while typing comments bumped shoulders with a middle-aged uncle.
“…”
“Ah, I’m sorry!”
“… Pay attention to where you’re going.”
“Yes, yes…”
Professors and students from the early summer semester final exams gathered at Building 28 as if they had made a pact.
About 200 people had already gathered in the large lecture hall that could seat 250.
Professor Baek from the Materials Science department was among them.
He adjusted his glasses and looked at the kid scribbling papers in the front.
“Is that kid Professor Cheon’s adopted daughter?”
Professor Baek recalled how students had kept asking him if he had met NoName during the seasonal courses.
The reason was ridiculous.
Since they shared the same research floor as Professor Cheon, they wondered if Na-me might drop by that way.
Already other major courses reported that Na-me had done a hands-on experience, causing classes to be completely static.
He decided to occupy a suitable spot at the back and observe.
Let’s see how great she really is.
Ding-! Ding-ding-ding!
“…?”
“I’m so sorry! I’m setting up a camera here; is that alright?”
A somewhat cheeky young man openly set a massive camera in one of the seats.
The camera made annoying whirring sounds as if it had a motor.
Judging by the rapid comments appearing on the hologram screen connected to the camera, he seemed like an internet broadcaster.
“Sigh… Go ahead.”
Why are there so many rude people these days?
Professor Baek’s worries deepened.
___
Meanwhile, those sitting in the second row were guests invited by NoName.
If one had to name the most famous among them, it would be the much-disliked Professor Cheon Kyu-jin.
The professors from the first row of the mathematics department recognized him and sought to shake his hand.
“Good day, Dean. I think we’ve seen each other from afar at the faculty seminar before.”
“Oh, really, it’s nice to see you.”
“I didn’t know you had such expertise in pure mathematics as well.”
“Honestly, I didn’t do much. My daughter did it all.”
Professor Cheon held the position of Dean of Academic Affairs, overseeing appointments and promotions for math-related faculty, as well as being involved in the faculty seminar and various major events.
Moreover, he was also the head of the Theory Development Research Institute, and even on sabbatical, he was busier than ever.
Those who remembered his past achievements, not frequently talked about in Korea, eagerly shook his hand with fan enthusiasm.
After concluding his greetings with other professors, Professor Cheon returned to his seat.
Next to him was a young girl who looked fidgety.
“Are you bored?”
“Yes!”
“If you feel tired, it’s okay to step out for a bit.”
“No, I can watch until the end!”
Baek Ah-rin, insisting she wanted to tour Korea University too, managed to follow Na-me out.
Meanwhile, Baek Minwoo was left alone at home, feeling lonely.
“It might last over three hours, you know? Can you really handle that?”
The red-haired girl next to Baek Ah-rin pouted.
That was Seo Yu-na, Na-me’s friend from the Academy.
Her real brother, Seo Maru, ended up sitting away from her because of the V-tube camera installation.
“Of course! I can manage!”
But seeing her cheerful friend, who couldn’t spit out a frown, made her turn her head away.
Students from Korea University happily watched the children play around from the back row.
Ji Sung-hoon and Woo Da-yeon, belonging to the same Physics & Astronomy department and working with Hicks Studio PD, sat next to Daniel, who awkwardly fidgeted with his hem.
“Why did you come alone? Don’t you have friends?”
“Well, it must be nice for you, having a boyfriend with you.”
“Nuh-uh… that’s not my boyfriend!”
“Haha, did we look like that?”
“No, what the heck are you saying!”
Gah!
After finishing the psychology final exam on human relationships, timing couldn’t have been more perfect.
Thanks to Na-me’s intervention, what was a study group about to explode managed to go through until the last cycle safely, and their relationships grew even closer.
___
“Uh… Excuse me, Ban So-wool, are you feeling uncomfortable at all? If… if you want to tell me…”
You could find Shin Yeon-ho and Ban So-wool a bit distanced from the others in the third row.
As luck would have it, their first meeting place had turned out to be the large lecture hall for the Natural Sciences.
When Ban So-wool suggested they meet somewhere with an overlapping schedule, a unique location popped up.
Shin Yeon-ho had been stuttering for a while.
Compared to her high school days when she wore no makeup at all, two years later, Ban So-wool’s appearance was just about to take a new male freshman’s heart.
Suddenly, Ban So-wool’s hand overlapped with Shin Yeon-ho’s on the armrest.
“…!”
Shin Yeon-ho gasped.
‘Was Ban So-wool always this proactive on a first meeting? Could it be that I caught her interest? Wait, she probably can’t see my face very well.’
Ban So-wool slowly turned her head and asked.
“Would you like to arm wrestle if you’re feeling bored?”
“Uh…? Arm wrestling? Here?”
Shin Yeon-ho stared blankly at Ban So-wool.
What a strange person.
And that’s what makes her more charming.
Sometimes love really does blind people.
___
Clap-!
A woman who stepped onto the platform of the large lecture hall clapped with an aura.
In an instant, the bustling atmosphere fell silent.
Emily Mayakovsky welcomed the audience with a microphone in hand.
“Hello. I am Emily Mayakovsky, leading the Q&A session on ‘ABC conjecture and Brocard’s problem’ and six other unresolved problems. Currently, there are five cameras set up at the back, and since this lecture is for academic purposes, I kindly ask that the audience refrain from causing disturbances. All proceedings will be based on the questions sent beforehand, and additional questions will be limited to two per chapter due to time constraints.”
There was a girl who had been sitting in her seat the whole time.
Her upper body was barely visible, hidden in the shadow of the curtains.
Finally, NoName stepped into the bright lights.
It was only natural that applause erupted.
“Hello, I am NoName.”
Whether it was the influence of the virtual reality capsule or she was born that way, every gesture she made was exceptionally mature for her age.
Standing with her hands behind her back, she paced the platform and boldly declared as if she had made up her mind.
“I want to confess something to you all: I don’t particularly like math. Moreover, after proving unresolved problems, I’ve been tangled up in some absurd conspiracy theories, and there have been quite a few people badmouthing me online. So, you can take it that after today, I probably won’t deal with math at all.”
What on earth is that child talking about?
The professors, who were ready to welcome her with applause, froze like stone.
“As it’s the last time, I ask for your enthusiastic participation.”
