From black technology to super engineering

"Although I haven't had in-depth exchanges with other teachers, I still took a serious look at the discussions on arxiv on the way back today."

Ye Ming opened his notebook involuntarily, opened the arxiv website under the eager eyes of the two professors, and clicked on the address of his preprinted paper.

There are already many comments below.

"Someone here has failed to reproduce, and vowed to strictly implement the steps and materials, and there are others who agree."

Professor Tang nodded slightly.

In the past few days, he has been paying attention to Ye Ming's arxiv account - after all, one of the functions of arxiv is to facilitate communication. The "grand occasion" exchanged on arxiv also proves that Ye Ming's thesis has caused a sensation in the entire academic circle around the world.

As a result, Ye Ming's reputation as a "fire stealer" has spread like wildfire.

But Professor Tang didn't pay attention to those messages saying failure. Because... as long as someone can reproduce it, that's enough.

There is only one way to succeed, and there are countless reasons for failure.

Who knows what's wrong with these labs.

"I can assure you that their mistakes must have been due to laziness."

"Lazy?"

"Well, they didn't understand the essence of electric field generation, and they didn't understand the essence of circuits—of course, this is a bit of my fault, and I didn't write it clearly in my thesis."

Professor Chen immediately asked, "What essence?"

"That is, many people still regard this experiment as traditional electrode catalysis rather than wave field catalysis. That's why they are so confused."

Ye Ming opened CAD again while talking.

Above is a circuit diagram.

"Are you an Iron Man?" Professor Tang looked at the circuit diagram, frowned slightly, and his tone became a little serious: "No matter how young you are, you can't be so tall. Look, the bloodshot eyes in your eyes haven't dissipated until now."

"Hey, it's okay. The main thing is... I can't fall asleep after I have thoughts."

This picture, of course, was not drawn by him, but by Ita.

Pointing to the circuit diagram, Ye Ming smiled slightly.

"I want to try this circuit."

To be precise, this circuit was summed up from several "black technology" circuits, not a copy of the photon confinement well circuit.

——Since the technology of the system is to transform and apply the electromagnetic force field, the circuit must be regular and feasible.

After the comparison, Ye Ming felt that he had found a pattern.

The root cause is still in the arrangement of the electrodes.

The circuit in the drawings and the arrangement space of the electrodes are very strictly defined—in fact, during the National Day, he was aware of it the night he was doing GTRGD material generation, because there was no response when he was lazy to use two electrodes at the beginning.

"The arrangement of these electrodes conforms to the Fibonacci space sequence. As far as the entire circuit is concerned, it is a process in which several electromagnetic waves interfere with each other at the same time and then are excited together in the middle."

"So this circuit should be able to confine a certain microscopic particle."

Ye Ming paused while speaking: "Of course, this is just my immature idea at the moment, and everything has to wait for experimental verification."

Professor Chen laughed: "Immature again? You guy...then do it quickly."

"If it is to confine microscopic particles, our school probably can't do it." Professor Tang stared at the circuit, frowning slightly: "I guess it can be done by the high-energy physics laboratory."

"Then borrow it."

"..." Professor Tang ignored the casualness of his old friend, and turned to look at Ye Ming: "Did you prepare this for the academic meeting?"

Ye Ming nodded with a smile: "Forget it, you have to get something out. Anyway, it's a domestic academic association. Even if you make a mistake, the embarrassment is only lost in the country."

With so many people forcing him to hold a meeting, he would naturally be impolite—he's here, is it too much to help realize his idea?

Not too much.

Professor Tang nodded slightly, but was startled after a while!

"No, you can't give it out publicly at the academic meeting!"

Ye Ming was also taken aback: "Huh?"

Professor Tang got up instantly.

While getting up, he took out his mobile phone, and then took a deep look at Ye Ming: "I'll find someone to do it for you!"

With that said, Professor Tang turned on the speakerphone and made a call.

...

"Brother Pan."

After the call was connected, Professor Tang took the lead in greeting with a smile.

A gentle voice came from the phone: "Tang Zhigao, you are proud of your horseshoe, how could you call me when you are free?"

"Don't make fun of me, how can I be proud?" Professor Tang said with a smile: "Last time I mentioned that I would come to play with you, are you free?"

"Waiting for you at any time within this month, but not necessarily next month."

Ye Ming listened to the conversation and glanced at the calendar subconsciously.

It's October 24th.

"Then let me tell you about an experiment, and you can do it yourself." Professor Tang looked back at the circuit diagram in Ye Ming's notebook: "This is a particle confinement experiment, please help."

"Particle constraints? What are you looking for? Wait... Any particle constraints?"

...

After hanging up the phone, Professor Tang looked at Ye Ming with a smile.

"Have you heard who it is?"

Ye Ming's eyes were full of surprises.

Of course he heard it.

This Brother Pan, if nothing else happens, should be Professor Pan who designed the quantum computer—Ye Ming remembered that Professor Tang once promised him to take him to see what a real quantum computer looks like when he has time.

Ye Ming still remembered that when Professor Tang said this, it was he who was looking forward to the future of quantum computing.

Old Tang said that he took him to see the quantum computer, probably to let him stand in reality, not to be so ambitious...

"Teacher Tang is really amazing." Ye Ming smiled and flattered him.

He flattered him very sincerely - he can immediately think of quantum computers from particle constraints, and he can also find the most powerful quantum computer team in China. Isn't that amazing?

"Haha, stop flattering!"

Professor Tang sat down proudly, his eyes burning: "Didn't you still say that you met the executives of Nationalchip? How is the situation? Will you be fooled?"

"Uh...probably not." Ye Ming exhaled lightly: "To be precise, I should be the one who fooled him."

"The introducer is Ye Rudai, a female professor who leads the ACM team from the Electrical Engineering Department next door." Ye Ming finished the introduction in a few sentences, and then continued: "This Dr. Qin Weimin is a senior vice president and a senior PIE engineer. He pointed out to me many problems to be faced after the chip, and I gained a lot.”

Professor Tang and Professor Chen looked at each other: "Then what does Dr. Qin think of EDA?"

"He's not very optimistic."

Ye Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly: "Although I just chatted briefly for a few hours, I can still clearly feel the complicated psychology of the domestic semiconductor industry for domestic substitution."

"On the one hand, they don't want to get stuck. On the other hand, they think about the business itself, the industry itself."

"It's very confusing anyway."

Professor Tang sighed softly after being silent.

"Yes, the business world, or the industrial world, it's too difficult to turn around. They are the ones who don't see the rabbit and don't cast the eagle."

...

Leaving Professor Tang's office, Ye Ming returned to the dormitory.

It was fine if he didn't see the bed, but when he saw the bed, he was instantly overwhelmed by fatigue. Putting down his backpack, he lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep lasted until he was awakened by the delicious barbecue.

"It's too much, you guys!" Ye Ming rubbed his aching eyes, looked at the roommate who was licking the skewers very sweetly below, mumbling in his mouth, but his skills were extremely agile, he turned over and slid down.

It was already dark outside.

Opening the tin foil, Ye Ming involuntarily took out a piece of barbecue and thrust it into his mouth.

The roommates laughed at the same time.

"Who is the treat, or AA?" Ye Ming muttered and looked at the crowd.

The three of them said in unison: "Your treat."

"Damn it...then there's nothing I like to eat?"

"Can't you eat anything?"

"Is Lao Tzu so unscrupulous?"

After laughing, Ye Ming also knew that there was indeed a treat today.

But it wasn't him, it was Peng Xiaofei.

To be precise, Peng Xiaofei didn't invite everyone, but only him.

Because this guy wants something from him.

...

"Didn't I say that, I won't participate in the competition..." Ye Ming sat on the chair, raised his head and took a big gulp of Coke - he was the only one here.

Obviously, this is Peng Xiaofei deliberately creating his "different", flattering him and bribing him.

"Fuck, I'm done masturbating, you tell me this?" Peng Xiaofei's eyes widened, glaring.

As the new captain of the RC team, he has put all his energy into the new year's competition since the beginning of this semester.

Just yesterday, the RC Organizing Committee has released the competition items for next year.

Naturally, he wanted to hug Ye Ming's thigh as soon as possible.

"I really don't want to participate, I don't have that time." Seeing that his friend was about to go crazy, Ye Ming immediately added: "But not participating doesn't mean not getting involved...just design me to participate when the time comes."

Hearing this, Peng Xiaofei's mood improved slightly: "It's not too bad."

This is Zhou Xiaochun who is on the opposite bed and said with a smile: "Boss Ye has won two championship gold medals now, and it would be boring to participate in the same competition again..."

"Chun'er still understands me!" Ye Ming immediately nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"So, it's time to challenge a new project." Zhou Hao, who was next to the bed, blinked at Ye Ming: "Do you want to join our e-sports team? Help me win a championship too."

"……roll!"

Peng Xiaofei stared at Ye Ming: "Then you don't participate in this, and if you don't participate in that, what are you going to do in two years? Concentrate on working for Boss Tang?"

"I study!"

Everyone: "..."

*

Ye Ming didn't lie to his roommate. His next plan is indeed to study, and he is the kind who puts all his energy into it.

But... just like Professor Tang said, there are always many helplessness in life.

As a student, he always has to listen to the school's arrangements.

He can play a little temper in front of acquaintances like Old Tang and Chen, but in front of the principal, he really can only be obedient.

Principal's office.

"Ye Ming."

Principal Zhou Haoguo looked at Ye Ming who was sitting neatly with a smile, and ordered the office secretary to make him a cup of tea.

Ye Ming knotted the tea with both hands and put it on the coffee table, sitting upright.

"Thank you, Principal Zhou."

"Thank me for what? I didn't bring it to you." Principal Zhou joked.

"Eh..." Ye Ming blushed, not knowing what to say, so he simply closed his mouth and looked straight at Principal Zhou.

"Well, let's get down to business." Principal Zhou smiled and then showed a serious expression on his face: "First of all, on behalf of the school, I would like to congratulate you on your achievements in the two competitions representing the school."

"Secondly, the breakthrough progress you have made in GTGRD materials..." Principal Zhou's eyes became a little complicated-a look full of joy, pride, emotion and many other emotions.

After all, he is the principal. As long as he is a student of this school, he should have a share of any honor he gets.

"It's amazing! Quite amazing!"

"So the school will take this as an opportunity to hold a thesis academic seminar to talk about your thoughts and experience in the experiment. No problem?"

Ye Ming nodded: "No problem!"

"Very good, and then, I want to ask, the co-author of your paper... How deep is the involvement there, and how much is the contribution?"

Ye Ming was stunned.

What does this mean?

Facing Ye Ming's puzzlement, Principal Zhou nodded slightly: "This determines how we disclose the results and how to publish the results."

Ye Ming's pupils shrank slightly!

(Five thousand, another five thousand at 8pm.)