RBCT Chapter 157 Spreading Wings Against the Wind
Chapter 157 Spreading Wings Against the Wind
Upon hearing that there was a gift, Su Hui's gaze was instantly drawn to the exquisite shopping bag, her big eyes sparkling.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiaoyi smiled knowingly, and then, as if by magic, pulled an exquisite box from her bag and handed it over:
"Of course, there's also a special gift for the little girl—a plush toy of Tim the Beaver, MIT's official mascot!"
Looking at the cute, fluffy little animal plush toy with protruding front teeth in the box...
Su Hui, who had been feeling a bit sleepy and reserved, suddenly brightened up, her face beaming like a flower.
"beaver?"
"Yes, it's a very intelligent and adorable animal that builds its own nest in the river."
"Come visit our school campus tomorrow, and I'll show you around, okay?"
Lin Wan stood there, her mind buzzing, feeling like she couldn't quite come to her senses.
You know, when she woke up this morning, she was still thinking about whether she had bought all the local specialties she wanted to bring, because she would soon be packing her bags to go back to China.
And now?!
This world-renowned top university, in order to keep its son, not only offered to fully subsidize the mother and daughter's stay expenses, but also sent someone to humbly plead with the whole family to stay a little longer.
This completely shattered her understanding of what it meant to be an ordinary mother.
Lin Wan calmed herself down, but was still a little worried:
"Then... can I call Su Hao? I'd like to hear his voice."
"I am so sorry, Ms. Lin."
Because the supercomputers and precision instruments in the laboratory are currently operating at maximum capacity...
To prevent electromagnetic interference, communications throughout the building are temporarily restricted, and no one is allowed to make or receive phone calls without authorization.
Jiang Xiaoyi apologetically pulled a gold-embossed business card from her wallet and handed it over with both hands.
"But please rest assured, as soon as there is any gap in the academic conference over there, I will ask Su Hao to call you back immediately."
In addition, I will pick you both up in my car at 9:00 AM tomorrow morning and take you on a thorough tour of our campus.
Lin Wan took the business card, looked at the title "PhD in Mathematics" on it, and couldn't help but ask:
"Does this kind of thing happen often at your school?"
Upon hearing Lin Wan's thought-provoking question, Jiang Xiaoyi's professional smile froze slightly.
She pondered for a moment with utmost seriousness, then shook her head with a solemn expression.
"Ms. Lin, to be honest, I've spent a total of eight years here, studying and working."
Even having seen countless geniuses, this was the first time ever that the entire university's top professors and researchers had been collectively pulled from their beds in the dead of night by an emergency summons.
As for the university proactively funding the stay expenses of a family member of an international student who hasn't even officially enrolled yet... this is extremely rare in MIT's history, almost unprecedented.
At this point, Jiang Xiaoyi looked intently at Lin Wan and said, word by word:
"All of this is enough to prove the incredible level of importance the school's higher-ups attach to the research Su Hao presented tonight!"
Seeing that the communication was going smoothly, Mark stepped forward to make the final business confirmation:
"Well then, Your Excellency, we will come to visit again tomorrow morning without fail."
If you have any needs at night, whether for daily life or medical reasons, please feel free to call this 24-hour hotline on the business card. A dedicated person will answer immediately and assist you.
The two men bowed politely as if they had completed some sacred handover ceremony, took their leave, and turned away with a barely perceptible urgency in their steps.
Lin Wan was still somewhat dazed even after the room door closed again.
She placed the two business cards she had received, somewhat dazed, neatly in the center of the coffee table.
On the other side, Su Hui couldn't wait to stick most of her body into the shopping bag and rummage around for a while like a little hamster hoarding food.
He excitedly pulled out a gray high-count cotton hoodie with a huge MIT logo and put it on without saying a word.
The clothes were a bit too big for her, like a little penguin wearing human clothes.
She turned around, tilted her head back, and asked:
"Mom, can I wear this new dress to my brother's university tomorrow?"
"Great, the material feels thick and looks warm."
Lin Wan came to her senses, smiled and walked forward to straighten the hood of the little girl's clothes, which was slightly folded up.
Her gaze passed through the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the neon-lit North American nightscape, and she let out a long sigh.
This son I gave birth to...
His life trajectory from childhood to adulthood is simply not related to the word "mediocre"!
When he was first born, as a mother, she worried and was anxious every night about how to raise this genius child with extraordinary thinking, fearing that she would hinder his development.
But now, looking at the table laden with privileged gifts, an extremely strong, indescribable emotion suddenly struck her:
The fledgling eagle's wings have already hardened.
The child who once needed to be pampered in her arms had long since, without her noticing, completely broken free from his parents' frail wings.
High above the clouds, where mortals cannot reach, it spreads its wings against the wind and soars proudly!
.......
Late at night. 2 a.m.
The MIT key laboratory research building.
For top researchers who have spent years at the pinnacle of academia, receiving such a rapid-fire, urgent call at two or three in the morning usually means only two extreme possibilities:
Either some unlucky guy messed up the priceless particle accelerator, causing a major security incident that would alarm the FBI;
Either it was on the frontier of human science that a groundbreaking discovery was made, one that could overturn textbooks and be recorded in history!
In the chilly depths of the night, dozens of tenured professors, senior researchers, and top scholars, who had just been bombarded with phone calls from their beds, were frantically getting up from every corner of Boston.
They hadn't even had time to shave, so they just threw on some clothes and scrambled into the taxi.
Along the way, they urged the driver on while silently reciting the names of all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, as devout as a group of gamblers playing cards on the rooftop.
The content of everyone's prayers was remarkably consistent:
God help us! The reason for this gathering must be the latter! Please, it must be the latter!