On the weekend, the team from the university went to the intellectual game - a budget version of what they show in their game, although with some minor differences. There was a wildly difficult question, everyone is silent like partisans. Suddenly, from the hall, a drizzling voice, like a canned bank on asphalt, is heard. Everyone turns around, they see - in the passage is the grandfather of edac eighty years old, and what is characteristic is not just standing, but giving quite a true answer to our unfortunate question. Having agreed, he proudly leaves the room, saying goodbye to us as idiots. After a few seconds, he returns and asks much more modestly where the chess club is, after which he leaves forever, a little before waiting for the following applause.