Demon Development System

In the garden behind the teaching building, Fu Xuefeng grabbed the assistant's arm.

"Go and smoke a cigarette over there."

The assistant looked back at Li Zheng, who was approaching the professor, and his face was tight: "The school asked me to stay close..."

"People always need a little personal space." Fu Xuefeng pushed the assistant and said, "Twenty minutes are enough for them."

"It's not...how to do it like a matchmaker..." The assistant scratched his head, "just over there, I have to see the professor all the time."

On the other side, the professor watched Li Zheng approaching step by step and felt equally urgent.

Generally, he took the initiative to welcome the young classmates, but this time he could not take the step.

Fortunately, although Li Zheng looked terrible, it was really close to him, but just like the other students, he put up the professor’s arm and even lowered his head somewhat shyly: "Sorry Professor... The opportunity is rare. I beg the teacher to see it. Your side."

"Ah, it doesn't matter. I'll also sun for more time." The professor smiled and raised the cuffs. "Our body may still retain the part of the plant that needs sunlight to promote the synthesis of some vitamins."

"Yes, yes, I just learned this." Li Zheng stuttered, "specifically, 7-dehydrocholesterol under the skin, which can be converted into vitamin D3 when exposed to ultraviolet light or sunlight..."

"Ah... yes..."

In this awkward atmosphere, Li Zheng sat on the bench with the professor.

Tension, Li Zheng is really nervous this time.

In fact, he was thinking about the opening question all the way.

such as……

"Oh, I blame you, Professor. You have done all your work. Now you can only do quantum mechanics and string theory in theoretical physics."

This opening statement perfectly demonstrates emotional intelligence. The surface is to draw a close distance with a complaining tone. In fact, it is touting the professor's great achievements.

But it seems too exaggerated.

Then another example...

"Why did Yuying not conserve, did you have any guesses?"

It's good to start with the professor's well-known theory, but I always feel that I am not worthy of discussing this issue with the professor.

or it could be……

"What do you call when you see your father-in-law?"

Forget it, this is death...

Although I am curious about this question, it seems that I must be so familiar with Zhang Xiaoke to make such a ridicule.

What should I say?

The professor also seemed to see his embarrassment and only smiled calmly, patting Li Zheng's hand: "Don't be nervous, take your time. When I was as nervous as you were, he said the same, but just kept his face down. Said."

"Who?" Li Zheng asked subconsciously.

"Einstein."

"..." Li Zheng's knees were soft, and there was an urge to kneel. Fortunately, he was sitting in a chair.

"Ha ha ha." The professor laughed and said, "I was a young postdoctoral at the time and produced a small paper. After reading it, Einstein thought that this overlapped with the unified field theory he was pursuing, so he asked me to go to the office to talk. Talk, I was like you at that time, almost went with a pilgrimage mentality, and at the same time I was very greedy, hoping to get some wisdom."

Listening to Li Zheng, he lowered his head in shame: "No, I'm far away, I don't have any papers, just simple greed..."

The professor said with a smile: "I can see it. But wisdom is not something that can be passed on or sucked away like in martial arts novels."

This... is actually not easy to say...

Despite some small ideas, Li Zheng nodded steadily on the surface: "Did you get it then?"

"The only thing I get is that I can take this experience as a talk now." The professor said, "Einstein's mental state in his later years was not very good. He talked a lot of German, and we talked for an hour and a half. Maybe he said a lot of terrible ideas, but I basically didn’t understand anything, so I pretended to nod, just like the students under the stage when I was in class, so ah..."

The professor said, leaning back and relaxing on the back of the chair: "I don't have any future direction of physics here. I don't know which major will be more developed. I don't even know what is called non-conservation. In fact, it is in my Outside of a very narrow field, my knowledge is almost certainly not as good as yours. For example, what you just said...Cholesterol... I only know that I have to control my cholesterol, otherwise my cardiovascular system will die."

"You are too humble..." Li Zheng smiled, "You said you don't know anything, but you will at least oppose the construction of a high-energy particle collider, right?"

"To correct this, I never object to the collider, only against the current Chinese construction of the collider."

The professor described it carefully.

"First, this is a bottomless hole. No matter whether the budget is $10 billion or $20 billion, it will eventually be forced to increase, and doubled. It was done by the magnesium people in 1989, and the budget was added until they could not afford it. It was not until 1992 that the project was terminated. The lesson is now, and we are far from the time when there is a capital frenzy."

"Second, China is still in a developing country, and there are too many places that need funding. Whether from the perspective of political science, economics, or mathematics, at this stage, we are betting on a super project that is difficult to produce results. , Is not a smart thing."

"Third, if you do this, the funding for life sciences, condensed matter physics, and astronomy physics will inevitably be greatly squeezed. You will see that high energy is crowded with people, and students of other majors have nowhere to place. Basic physics seeks Great development is certainly good, but I don’t want to see a particle collider swallowing half of the scientific research community’s funding. Of course, the High Energy Institute really wants to see it."

"Fourth, the core purpose of the large collider is to find supersymmetric particles. This has been done for many years in the world, and it has completely failed. Most physicists, including me, think that the existence of such particles is just A conjecture, hoping to find the particles in this conjecture with the maximal collider, is just the conjecture in the conjecture, like a person who believes that **** exists, and hopes to dig a big bit to dig into the core to find it."

"Fifth, among the important high-energy physicists in the world today, our country's share is less than one percent. If our country is going to force the super-large collider, its design, operation and analysis after completion will surely be covered by 90% of foreigners. Come to dominate, do you believe that these results will be honestly handed over to the Chinese people? Do you believe that the Chinese people who will receive the Nobel Prize in the future?"

"Finally, without building a super-large collider, will high-energy physics have no future at all?"

"of course not.

"We can look for new accelerator principles, or we can look for beautiful geometric structures, such as string theory."

"Is it really necessary to build a barbaric machine like a gamble in an uninspired era, expecting it to explain all the problems?"

"Cough..." The professor coughed a few times at the end, and then shook his head. "These words are critically absorbed by you. It is probably just an old man's stubborn words. I know that you young people like colliders, no Sorry to say more..."

"Not many, please continue." Li Zheng glared, "You obviously have many ideas."

"Um..." the professor asked with some doubt. "The average young man will be opposite to me in this matter. You just pretend to agree, right?"

"No, I don't agree, nor object." Li Zheng nodded. "I just... as you said, critically absorbed."

"So what part did you absorb?"

"It's about... giving up your own position and thinking about the overall way of thinking." Li Zheng said, "A considerable part of your academic achievements have been verified by high-energy physics experiments. If you continue, you should verify more. Coupled with your identity, you should be on the side of high-energy physics, but you let go of these personal emotions and interests, and think about this issue from the perspective of the overall scientific research and national strategy. At least I can’t do it...if power is given to me In the hands of such people, it is feared that the people of the whole country will have to eat coarse grains, and all the funds will go to scientific research."

"Ha ha ha... ha ha ha..." The professor laughed for a long time, patting Li Zheng a little bit effortlessly, "Just for your self-knowledge, this kind of thing will never happen."

"Hah." Li Zheng scratched his head. "Seriously, I was a 100% collider fanatic before I heard these words from you. Now I might be left with... 37%. Plus my recent Experience, maybe these things are really only insisted by the high energy for more funds and resources..."

"High energy is not wrong, even if they have some arguments with me, they have the right to work hard for their status in the field." The professor said with a tilted head and smiled. "After all, not everyone is in their 90s and has the best Free medical care and endless allowances."

"Speaking of this..." Li Zheng clenched his fists, feeling the atmosphere, and asked like gambling, "How do you call your father-in-law?"

"..." The professor's expression instantly became serious.

"..." Li Zheng panicked.

It's over, fun.

But when he saw the professor, he smiled and took pictures of Li Zheng's head: "The young man in his 20s didn't dare to call me dad. When he first met, he made it clear that everyone in the family called him by name, but in practice... …I did call his name, but he still called me a professor, still talking about me..."

"Ah." Li Zheng opened his mouth. "It's so embarrassing."

"This is actually okay," the professor said. "My son, who is almost seventy, was embarrassed when he first saw his stepmother who was less than thirty. My granddaughter was quite natural."

"After all, they are peers..."

As he said, the assistant and Fu Xuefeng rushed over.

"Sorry, Professor... Did you cough just cold?" The assistant pushed the wheelchair annoyedly. "Will you go back to take the medicine first?"

"No, I just smiled a little bit fiercely." The professor raised his hand. "You take the medicine, I'll bask in the sun for a little longer."

"Ah..." The assistant looked at Li Zheng in amazement.

Li Zheng was equally astonished: "I'm sorry, Professor, I've delayed taking your medicine."

"Okay, okay." The professor waved and smiled. "When I first saw your face, I thought you wanted to ask Yu what he said was not conservative."

"This question is indeed on the list."

"Unfortunately, I don't have a standard answer, only some... immature little conjectures." The professor raised his eyebrows. "Want to be critically absorbed?"

"Suck!"

"Then sit back."

"!!!"

Assistant and Fu Xuefeng kept looking back, and walked for a long time before walking back to the car.

"Actually... really chatting..." the assistant asked blankly, "Zhen God is really the same as in the rumors, the emotional intelligence is very high? Even the professors eat this set?"

"Don't ask me, I don't even know." Fu Xuefeng looked at the two of them with confusion, "I only know that Lin Yuejing should be very angry when he sees this."

"Don't, don't pull the quiet **** in, the professor can't eat it."

At the same time, several training team members on the teaching building were lying in front of the window watching this scene.

"Your mother, it's too fucking..." Qi Yingnan clenched his fist hard. "It's okay to open the small stove before it was solved... Now even the professor opens the small stove for the girl?!"

"Professor is quite happy...I have laughed many times." Du Zicheng said with a sullen face. "How do you feel that when you shook hands with us, you laughed so hypocritically."

Suddenly came from Zhang Tao's scolding.

"What are you doing? Do you want to experiment?"

Everyone quickly returned to their positions, and they were all sorted out.

Zhang Tao just leaned in front of the window, and then he stared.

unacceptable!

I never talked to the professor like that!

And why Li Zheng is so hypocritical.

What is this, malicious selling cute?

...

An hour and a half later, Li Zheng bowed deeply and watched the professor's car go away.

"Your kid...what did you do to the professor..." Fu Xuefeng next to him asked.

"Ah...that is, the professor's position, holding a lot of words in his heart, is inconvenient to talk." Li Zheng stood up straight, covered with red light, full of Buddha-like consummation, "all of us can be casual Speak, and casually talk about your views on the world and the universe. Nobody cares anyway, but the professor can’t easily say that he coughed up all academic earthquakes.”

"Will he tell you this?"

"What's the matter with me?" Li Zheng explained to the leader, "What is ideal, simple, trustworthy, and an ideal conversation partner."

"I know how to do it, I am simple, I can trust it too!" Fu Xuefeng scolded, "Professor did not look at me all the way?"

"Well...that might be..." Li Zheng patted Fu Xuefeng. "Everyone likes young people, especially young people with appearance advantages. You know, the professor is obviously a true temperament in this respect."

"Sun!" Fu Xuefeng glared, "Does he even talk to you about family matters?"

"Nothing to talk about, mainly physical problems."

"Less!" Fu Xuefeng glanced around, and then he asked, "That... Just inquire, Professor and Madam..."

"Shut up, shameless." Li Zheng glared, "This is a secret."

"Damn, Huang Er, your secret will be kept secret, it's all confidential!"

"Oh, that's right..." Li Zhengwen hurried to the car and turned over the official letter and handed it to Fu Xuefeng. "That's it."

"Um..." Fu Xuefeng glanced back and glanced at the teaching building again. "Are you going straight or saying hello to everyone?"

"Come all here, just a few words."

Soon, the two came to the laboratory upstairs.

Everyone in the room was glaring, not only awe-inspiring, but also sad and angry.

Like Zheng, Li Zheng waved and said hello.

Or did Qi Yingnan drop the experiment and ran over: "Your girl, did you really make a rocket?"

Li Zheng talked and laughed: "Not to mention, only some engineering optimization."

This time, the pot was exploded, and everyone who knew or didn't know put down the experiment and threw it over.

"Is Huang Er's fault exactly what the news said?"

"It is said that it can be launched again next year?"

"Zhen God signs a name!"

This noisy atmosphere soon attracted Zhang Tao.

"what's the situation?"

"Hey, it's not Li Zheng here." Fu Xuefeng said and handed the official letter to Zhang Tao, and raised his hand. "Be prepared psychologically, double the surprise."

Zhang Tao received the official letter inexplicably, only glanced at it, and his head was big.

"I just boasted about Haikou and said that this year's individual and team championships are stable."

"Forget it, forget it, or Huang Er is more important." Fu Xuefeng said with a grin, "Let Du Zicheng bear more."

"So did you tell him that this year Russia has a husband and a full-time talent."

"Is that the name..." Fu Xuefeng quickly took out an envelope and took out the medal inside. "Li Zheng asked me to bring this to someone."

"??? When did the two of them get on?" Zhang Tao scratched his head, "still pointing at him to give Li Zheng the motivation to learn."

"The situation has long changed, Director." Fu Xuefeng sighed, "This guy no longer belongs to this battlefield, let go."

Zhang Tao looked at Li Zheng, who was surrounded by everyone, and finally sighed.

"Staring at it, maybe you will be able to pull it in graduate school..."

"It's easy to say." Fu Xuefeng raised his hand and clicked a ring. He said rather, "My fiancee is his physics teacher."

"Oh yo!" Zhang Tao just wanted to congratulate and suddenly angered, "Then how did people put thistle on?"

"This... listen to me explain..."

...

Bye-bye training classmates, back in the car, Li Zheng finally relieved.

A professor deserves to be a professor, and his foundation is thick.

Hundreds of student movements chatted forty or fifty in one breath.

At the time when he was preparing to inspect the interface, he was about to become a demon.

To be caught off guard was to stare.

Fuck!

Forgot to take a photo! !