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The application for the use of the ultra-low temperature laboratory was submitted, but Fang Haochen was not nervous or excited.

After all these years, Fang Haochen knows exactly what kind of application can be passed, and what kind of application requires him to grind again and again.For example, this time, they need to conduct observations at the scale of ultra-low temperature. The construction cost of the required laboratory is high, and the experiment is expensive. There is only one such laboratory in the whole country.

201 wants to do ultra-low temperature observation experiments, so he can only send a research team to go there, and then do experiments all night when people are not working.

But even if this is the case, there is no way to guarantee that there will be a breakthrough in the research. In other words, after so many years of silence, no one can guarantee that it will not work if the tens of thousands of people work together. ?Where is he taller than others?

If it is successful, it's okay to say, but if it is really unsuccessful, it took so much manpower, material resources and time. If the organization comes up to ask, I am afraid that not only Bian Yu and Fang Haochen, but also Dean Cheng and the entire 201 will be held accountable.

But Fang Haochen believed that Bian Yu would definitely succeed.

So as soon as the application for the use of the ultra-low temperature laboratory was mentioned, Fang Haochen sat in Dean Cheng's office without saying a word, drinking the best tea from Dean Cheng, and rubbing hands with the most annoying person in 201.

For the third hour after Fang Haochen sat down, Dean Cheng couldn't help talking, and he didn't know if it was because he felt sorry for his tea.

"You have to approve my application to use the ultra-low temperature laboratory." Fang Haochen said with a stiff neck.

"Why should I criticize it?" Dean Cheng asked, "Just because you drank tea with me for three hours? Then anyone who wants to do something can come to my sit-in to demonstrate."

"Can I be the same as them?" Fang Haochen has never been good at following the mass line, "Bian Yu's conjecture needs to be verified, and we need to conduct experiments."

"Why do you 'Bian Yu' and 'Bian Yu' every day, Xiao Fang, tell the truth," Dean Cheng said, "You care so much about Bian Yu, do you really have no selfish intentions?"

Selfishness!How could he be selfish? !Fang Haochen felt that Cheng Hanzhou's remarks were extremely outrageous, but he himself blushed, and he muttered softly: "My selfishness is only selfishness towards work."

"Really?"

"Of course!" Fang Haochen replied.

Cheng Hanzhou looked at him and smiled inexplicably. After laughing, he took out a bulk folder from the drawer and handed it to Fang Haochen: "There is nothing wrong with being selfish. Bian Yu is a useful talent. If you want to include him, there is nothing wrong with it. It’s just that we need to restrain him more in the future.”

Fang Haochen took the bulk folder and looked at it. Inside was the application written by himself. Behind the application, there was a big "Agree".

It turned out that Cheng Hanzhou agreed early!

"Old fox." Fang Haochen muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Cheng Hanzhou called him, but Fang Haochen had already taken the application and ran away in a hurry.

After the approval, 201 immediately sent a group of researchers there. Because of the location where the laboratory was built, a few strong young men were specially selected, for fear that they would not be able to carry it.Bian Yu and Fang Haochen stayed in 201 because they had other affairs.However, people stayed behind, but their hearts had already flown to the laboratory, especially Bian Yu, even to the point where he couldn't eat or drink.Fang Haochen ran to Bian Yu's office from time to time, maybe he rarely saw Bian Yu, but occasionally saw Tian Junnan a few times.

Once it was rare to catch Bian Yu, Fang Haochen found that there were heavy dark circles under Bian Yu's eyes, his complexion was also dark yellow, and he was extremely haggard.

Fang Haochen was a little worried. He wanted to care about Bian Yu, but he was afraid that Bian Yu would say, "Don't you want me to work so hard?"

Back and forth, after a long time of deliberation, Fang Haochen couldn't help comforting Bian Yu in the end: "Don't worry so much, I believe in your theoretical conjectures and calculation formulas, after all, this is the result of our joint efforts."

After thinking about it, Fang Haochen said again: "Besides, even if it doesn't succeed this time, it's okay, we'll change it when we come back, and the future will last forever."

But Bian Yu didn't know what he was thinking, he turned his head absent-mindedly: "Ah, sorry, I didn't hear it just now, what did you say?"

He didn't even make fun of him anymore, Fang Haochen was immediately discouraged: "It's nothing." He shook his head.

"Oh, then I'll go to the calculation room first." Bian Yu said.

"..." Fang Haochen pulled out a smile, "Okay, let's go." He said, but after the person left, he couldn't help looking through the window at the back of Bian Yu leaving downstairs, but from beginning to end, Bian Yu Never looked back once.

The spring of 201 always came very late, around the end of May and the beginning of June, the winter snow barely dissipated, and some anxious flowers sprouted first.After breakfast, Bian Yu appeared in Fang Haochen's office for the first time.

Behind him were several people from the special team, each holding a stack of thick portfolios in their arms.

"Is it the experimental data sent back from the ultra-low temperature laboratory?" Fang Haochen ran over excitedly and asked Bian Yu.

"Ah."

"I'll get it for you." Fang Haochen said.

Bian Yu thought for a while, but didn't refuse, picked a thinner portfolio and put it in Fang Haochen's hand: "Let's go, go to the calculation room."

After arriving at the calculation room, Fang Haochen realized that not only the special team had arrived, but also Dean Cheng, Commissar Hua, and Director Yao of the Mathematical Research Office had all received the news.

Bian Yu distributed the experimental data to the hands of each operator, on which there were lines of numbers printed in ink, and each number was entrusted with the hard work of all 201.

"Let's start." Bian Yu said briefly, and on the desk in the calculation room, the beads wrapped in starch crackled one after another.

The people standing on the side were either nervous or excited, and no one dared to speak, or even dared to breathe heavily, for fear of affecting the calculations of the calculus, they just waited quietly in the rows of bookshelves. with.

Fang Haochen had never been so nervous before, it seemed that Liu Huifen's hands were not beads, but his heart, with three fingers flying around, making his heart rumble.

first day……

the next day……

Day three...

The processing of experimental data is like this from morning to night, and from the next morning to the next night, these people will come to the calculation room every day, their faces are haggard day after day, but they are getting more and more excited.

Until four o'clock in the afternoon on the third day, Liu Huifen's fingers did not move.

Obviously other calculations are still ringing, but Fang Haochen feels that the whole world is quiet.He unconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Bian Yu's hand, but as soon as his fingertips touched it, both of them moved away as if they were electrocuted.Bian Yu turned his head, took a stiff look at Fang Haochen, and soon turned his attention to Liu Huifen.

Liu Huifen also looked up at Bian Yu who was standing in the crowd in a daze at this time. The moment her eyes met, she looked down at the data piled up in her hand, licked her lips, coughed, and trembled hoarsely. voice said--

"not equal……"

she murmured.

"What?" Dean Cheng shouted at her, "Speak up!"

Liu Huifen seemed to have regained her senses just now. She patted the manuscript papers of the calculations on the table, stood up, and raised her voice: "The data in the laboratory are not equal to Dr. Bian's calculations. Dr. Bian's conjecture is wrong!"

Director Yao was the first to react. He rushed to Liu Huifen's side. He picked up the calculation paper and read it over and over again. The thin calculation paper completely magnified the trembling in his hands.

"Are you sure? There is no mistake in the calculation?" Director Yao asked urgently.

"I've done the calculation three times, and I can't be wrong. Numbers can't lie. If they are not equal, they are not equal."

Liu Huifen's words made the members of the special team tense for several days, and their nerves suddenly broke. One researcher's feet went limp and fell down, and he fell unconscious immediately.A group of people went into chaos all of a sudden, some people surrounded the fainted researcher and pinched him, some shook their heads repeatedly, some beat their chests and feet, and some researchers couldn't help sobbing softly.

Bian Yu rarely looked at Fang Haochen, as if he wanted to get even a little comfort from him, but Fang Haochen didn't say anything, he turned around and ran out of the calculation room, leaving behind a wail of mourning.

"His dream, he should wake up now." Bian Yu thought.

In fact, Cheng Hanzhou was not surprised that he would fail this time.

From its establishment in 201 to the present, except for the years of constant review and review in the middle, most of the time is wasted. Only a small number of talents have achieved blockbuster achievements. Professor Fang many years ago is one of them.But speaking of idealism, her unborn genius probably comes from the power of God, and it is indeed too difficult to cultivate one in the mortal world.

When Cheng Hanzhou went back to the office, he found Bian Yu standing at his door. Seeing him coming, Bian Yu said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Dean Cheng, for disappointing you."

Cheng Hanzhou smiled and waved his hands, invited Bian Yu to come into the office, asked Bian Yu to sit down, and poured him another cup of good tea.

"I thought it was something. It is understandable for us to make small mistakes on the way forward in the field that no one has conquered for so many years. I still believe in your ability. Sum up the mistakes and move on."

But Bian Yu said: "I may not have this chance."

Cheng Hanzhou paused, he looked Bian Yu up and down, but did not speak.

Bian Yu sighed, put down his teacup, straightened up, and said very formally and solemnly: "Before I came to 201, I had three chapters with Director Fang. He promised me that I want to leave and you can let me go at any time. Although I am talking about this The words are inappropriate, but I ask you to fulfill the agreement and let me go."

After hearing this, Cheng Hanzhou poured himself a cup of tea.

"You don't want to do it any more?" Cheng Hanzhou asked slowly, "Isn't it a pity that I finally got to this point and flinched?"

"Sometimes you fly to the end, only to find that it would be better to fall in the middle." Bian Yu couldn't help but think of Fang Haochen's expression just now, the way he frowned, probably extremely disappointed.

"Fang Haochen always thinks of me very well. He always thinks that I am the Caesar who came to Rome, but in fact, I am just Napoleon who landed on St. Helena."

Because of these studies of the unified field, Bian Yu lost far more than Fang Haochen imagined.

Not just time and energy.Bian Yu still remembers the day when the experiment failed. Bian Yu originally wanted to take his lover to meet his parents, but after several years of working in the laboratory, he ignored the people around him, and he broke up unexpectedly. , was also forced to come out in front of her parents.As for what happened later, Bian Yu can't remember clearly. Maybe when the electrotherapy device was powered on, those crazy, stubborn, happy, and unpleasant memories were all scattered.

Up to now, every minute and every second of staying here is torture for Bian Yu, whether it is the devil-like research project, or his inseparable feelings for Fang Haochen.

"Let me go." Bian Yu's voice was almost begging, "Let me go."

"Does Director Fang know?" Dean Cheng asked.

Bian Yu didn't answer.

Dean Cheng raised his head, looked out of the window, thought for a long time, finally put down his teacup, sighed and said to Bian Yu: "Since you and Director Fang have spoken first, then I won't stop you, just leave if you want. "

"Really?" Bian Yu couldn't believe it.

"What's the truth? 201 can't break his promise."

Bian Yu never thought that Dean Cheng would let him go so easily, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while, until Cheng Hanzhou asked him where he was going after leaving 201, and Bian Yu realized that he really could 201 left.

"Thank you Dean Cheng!" Bian Yu stood up and showed his first sincere smile in a long time.

He even took a slow look at the office, and then at the dead branches that hadn't sprouted outside the window.

Goodbye, 201.Bian Yu said silently in his heart.

Goodbye, Fang Haochen.

Note:

"Sometimes you fly to the end, but you find that it is better to fall in the middle." From Liu Cixin's "Ball Lightning", I think it is very suitable here, so pay tribute to Liu ^-^