"I'm Dean Price," Dean said, looking up at the podium in front of him, where two senior professors were discussing some cutting-edge computer technologies.
He lowered his voice slightly, "So... buddy, you are...?"
"Adam Barton," the white young man sitting next to them said with a smile, extending his fist.
"Nice to meet you, Adam." Dean bumped fists with him. "You know me?"
"David said you needed some help, but this public lecture is about to end, and I haven't waited for the person who needs help.
Just as I was about to leave..." Adam glanced at them, "two guys who arrived late, sneaking into the classroom."
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Dean shrugged his shoulders, "Sorry, we got the time wrong. But as David said, I do need some help."
"About the compatibility issues between the IRC protocol and the UDP protocol?" Adam's gaze was fixed on the two professors at the podium, seemingly lost in thought.
