As for the cold aloofness he had embodied,
...
Edward Whitten stood on the podium, a smile on his face, without any irritation at the sudden noise from below.
This was exactly the effect he had hoped for.
Qiao Ze's thoughts were too radical.
Who would suppress their own paper from being published just to prevent a student from being provoked?
He did not mind helping Qiao Ze gain fame, as the guy was already famous enough; his contribution wouldn't be more than icing on the cake.
But if everyone suggested that Qiao Ze publish his paper promptly, he would be benefiting the entire physics community.
Now, it seemed, the effect was indeed very good.
From his perspective, he could even see Xu Dajiang and Li Jiangao in the front row, being frequently questioned. This was a very good sign.
Those who could sit in the front rows of the conference were the most prestigious and respected seniors in the academic field.
