Konoplev actually didn't come to retrieve the medal.
Inviting Russian student representatives to the finals is an old tradition in math competitions.
This time, besides Konoplev, there were also Kuznetsov and Smirnov.
Konoplev told Li Zheng that he and Lin Yujing were also very famous in the Russian competition circle. Sadly, they hadn't met at the ICHO, nor at the IPHO, nor at the IBHO, and also not at the IOI.
So it seems, they probably wouldn't meet at the IMO either.
Luckily, they could come on their own.
In the midst of casual conversation, Konoplev was struck by a sudden sadness.
"Ah... I was also second at the IPHO…" Konoplev ruffled his hair and looked up to sigh, "I'll probably be second this time too."
Li Zheng patted the old brother seriously, "No, third."
Konoplev was taken aback and looked at Lin Yujing beside him, "Your girlfriend's name isn't on the competitor's list, is it?"
"It's another one."
Konoplev covered his face and exclaimed, "Another girlfriend?!"
