Ch.231226 – Fake Fan Meeting

“Is this all the question list for today? I don’t think we can finish by midnight even if we try…”

“I suppose that’s the case?”

It looks like some kind of universal magic scroll.

The question list, papers stapled together, seems endless.

Glancing at the last number, I see 365 boldly standing there.

Even answering 10 questions per hour at rapid-fire pace would take 36 hours.

“What have these people been doing until now that they’re only asking questions now? Looking at this, there seem to be quite a few duplicates too.”

“The official documents from each university just arrived yesterday…”

“So that’s why Emily pulled an all-nighter. I can see your dark circles are quite deep.”

“Ah! I tried to cover them with makeup, but is it that noticeable?”

Emily takes out a hand mirror from her bag and checks her face.

Since her skin is so pale, it’s quite noticeable.

“I can’t answer all of them. I have personal time too, and if you can’t interpret them, there’s nothing I can do.”

“Isn’t there a way?”

“There is.”

Just answer only the truly valuable questions.

* * *

[NoName Fan Meeting Announcement!!!! (Not clickbait!)]

[Author: Anonymous (147.47)]

You can see NoName giving a lecture on theorem proofs at Korea University!

But…

But…

First come, first served in about 30 minutes lol

(Building 28 photo.jpg)

Some Russian lady stamped my hand haha

[Comments]

-What is this lolololol

-Is this for real and not a lie?

-RIP to people in the provinces TT

-Why can’t I go even though I live in Seoul

-Gwanak resident here, just woke up, can I make it if I leave now?

└ 10% chance if you don’t shower

└ But I haven’t showered in 5 days

└ Then don’t come;;

-Please livestream this

└ (Author): Cameras might be prohibited?

└ Then at least post comments…

-Who announces a fan meeting 30 minutes in advance lololol

└ Phone meeting lololol

-But how did you know about this and go right away?

└ Oh damn, it’s a Korea University IP, you fraud

└ (Author): lolololololol

“Oops!”

The young man, snickering while writing comments on the community board, bumped shoulders with a middle-aged man.

“…”

“I’m sorry!”

“… Please watch where you’re going.”

“Yes, yes…”

Professors and students whose summer semester final exams ended early gathered at Building 28 as if by appointment.

About 200 people had already assembled in the large lecture hall that could accommodate 250.

Professor Baek from the Materials Engineering Department was among them.

He adjusted his glasses and looked at the child scribbling on paper in the front row.

“That child is Professor Cheon’s adopted daughter?”

Professor Baek recalled how his summer semester students kept asking if he had ever met NoName.

The reason was quite something.

Since he used the same research floor as Professor Cheon, they wondered if NoName had ever visited there.

With news that NoName had already done one-day experiences in other major classes, his class could hardly proceed.

He decided to claim one of the remaining back seats, folded his arms, and watched.

Let’s see just how exceptional she is.

Ding-! Didididing!

“…?”

“I’m sorry! I’m setting up a camera here, is that okay?”

A somewhat frivolous-looking young man ostentatiously set up a huge camera in one of the seats.

The camera made an annoying whirring sound as if it had a motor attached.

Judging by the comments quickly appearing on the hologram screen connected to the camera, he seemed to be an internet broadcaster.

“Sigh… Do as you please.”

Why are there so many rude people these days?

Professor Baek’s concerns deepened.

Meanwhile, those seated in the second row had come at NoName’s invitation.

The most famous among them was Professor Cheon Kyu-jin, whom Professor Baek found so objectionable.

Professors from the Department of Mathematical Sciences in the first row recognized him and came to shake his hand.

“Hello, Vice Dean. I saw you from afar at the faculty seminar before.”

“Ah yes, nice to meet you.”

“I didn’t know the Director had expertise in pure mathematics as well.”

“What have I done? It’s all because my daughter is so excellent, she did everything herself.”

Professor Cheon held the position of Vice Dean of Academic Affairs at the College of Magic, overseeing professor-related appointments, promotions, and major events such as faculty seminars and retirement ceremonies.

Additionally, as the Director of the Theoretical Condensation Research Institute, he was busy even during his sabbatical year.

Those who remembered his old achievements, rarely discussed in Korea, shook his hand with admiration.

Professor Cheon finished greeting the other professors and returned to his seat.

Next to him, a visibly young girl was stomping her feet impatiently.

“Are you bored?”

“Yes!”

“You can step out for a bit if it gets too difficult to follow.”

“No, I can watch it all the way through!”

Baek A-rin, who had insisted on visiting Korea University, had finally tagged along with NoName.

As a result, Baek Minwoo was left alone to watch the house.

“It might last more than three hours. Are you sure you can handle it?”

The red-haired girl next to Baek A-rin pouted.

She was Seo Yu-na, NoName’s academy best friend.

Her older brother Seo Ma-ru had to sit separately due to the VTube camera setup.

Seo Yu-na wasn’t pleased with Baek A-rin, who had suddenly inserted herself between them claiming to be NoName’s best friend too.

“Of course I can handle it!”

But as they say, you can’t spit on a smiling face, so she turned her head away from her cheerful same-age friend.

Korea University students happily watched the children bickering from the row right behind them.

Ji Sung-hun and Woo Da-yeon from the Department of Physics and Astronomy and PDs at Higgs Studio sat together, with Daniel awkwardly clutching her skirt hem beside them.

“Why did you come alone? Don’t you have friends?”

“Yeah, must be nice for you to come with your boyfriend.”

“He-he’s not my boyfriend!”

“Haha, did we look like that to you?”

“What on earth are you saying?!”

“Ack!”

They had arrived just in time after finishing their Psychology of Human Relationships final exam.

Thanks to NoName’s intervention, their group project that had been on the verge of falling apart was successfully completed, and their relationship had grown closer.

“Ah… um… Ms. Ban So-wol, is there anything making you uncomfortable? If… if you tell me, I’ll immediately…”

In the third row, slightly apart from them, Shin Yeon-ho and Ban So-wol could be spotted.

As fate would have it, their first meeting place turned out to be the Science College’s large lecture hall.

Since they were going to meet anyway, Ban So-wol suggested a location where their schedules overlapped, resulting in this unique venue.

Shin Yeon-ho had been stammering since earlier.

Unlike her high school days when she wore no makeup, the now two-years-older Ban So-wol’s appearance was about to make the freshman’s heart explode.

Suddenly, Ban So-wol’s hand overlapped Shin Yeon-ho’s on the armrest.

“…!”

Shin Yeon-ho drew in a sharp breath.

‘Was Ban So-wol always this forward with strangers? Could she possibly like me? Wait, since she can’t see well, she probably doesn’t even know what I look like.’

Ban So-wol slowly turned her head and asked.

“Would you like to arm wrestle with me if you’re bored?”

“What…? Arm wrestling? Here?”

Shin Yeon-ho stared at Ban So-wol with blank eyes.

What a strange person.

And that makes her even more attractive.

Sometimes love truly blinds people.

Clap-!

The woman who stepped onto the platform of the large lecture hall clapped her hands with aura.

The noisy atmosphere immediately quieted down.

Emily Mayakovsky picked up the microphone and greeted the audience.

“Hello. I’m Emily Mayakovsky, moderating this Q&A session on ‘ABC conjecture and Brocard’s problem’ plus six other unsolved problems. There are currently five cameras set up in the back, and since this is an academic lecture, I ask the audience to refrain from making noise. All proceedings will be based on pre-submitted questions, and due to time constraints, additional questions will be limited to two per chapter.”

There was a girl who had been sitting in a chair all along.

Her upper body was obscured by the curtain’s shadow.

Finally, NoName stepped into the bright light.

Applause naturally erupted.

“Hello. I’m NoName.”

Whether due to the influence of the virtual reality capsule or because she was born that way, every gesture of hers was remarkably mature.

She paced in front of the platform with her hands behind her back, then declared as if having made a decision:

“If I may confess something sincere to you all, I’m not particularly fond of mathematics. Furthermore, even after proving unsolved problems, I’ve been caught up in various absurd conspiracy theories, and there are quite a few people who speak ill of me on the internet. I think it would be good if you assume that after today, I will never deal with mathematics again.”

What on earth is this child saying?

The professors who were about to welcome her with applause froze in place like stones.

“Since this is the last time, I ask for your passionate participation.”