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Chapter 416 Lighthouse
"It is theoretically predicted that the mass of the lightest scalar gumball (JPC=1++) is between 2 and 2GeV, but is it possible that the mass of other quantum number gumballs will be higher than [-]GeV?"

"From the past, experimental physicists have done a lot of work in the experiment to find the glue ball state."

"Except that near 1.5GeV, there are 0++ meson states that exceed the number predicted by the quark model, and it is believed that this may be a mixed state composed of quark hadrons and glue balls."

"At present, there are no other clearer conclusions. Therefore, our thinking can be more divergent."

"Of course, I don't mean that we skip 1.5GeV, or the range of 1~2GeV. After all, too many theoretical calculations have given results in this range."

"I mean, we can do more..."

At the seminar, only Friedman's voice was heard.

Others, like Chen Zhou, listened and thought, or just recorded Friedman's "golden words".

Finally, Friedman began to assign follow-up work.

As for the next experimental arrangement, it will be put at the end.

After all, this thing is a collider.

In addition, this old guy is not young.

Therefore, after conducting this experiment, PEP had to stop for a while.

As long as a year, as fast as half a year.

Therefore, considering various factors, Friedman arranged the next experiment in April next year.

The time left for PEP maintenance and adjustment is just over half a year.

This point was within Chen Zhou's expectation.

He could have happened to catch up with this experiment, and it was already the result of his luck.

The only thing that surprised Chen Zhou was that Friedman assigned corresponding research tasks to Matheson and Coyle during the seminar.

But he didn't.

Not at all.

This made Chen Zhou feel that he was really here to go through the motions and observe the experiment?
Especially Cross didn't hear Chen Zhou's name, and looked at Chen Zhou very puzzled.

This made Chen Zhou very, a little depressed and a little embarrassed.

But Chen Zhou also believed that Friedman would not simply let himself observe the experiment.

After all, I am also an assistant researcher...

The seminar is over.

Friedman briefly explained to Matheson and Coyle, and then left with Chen Zhou.

Seeing Chen Zhou's leaving back, Matheson and Coyle were also at a loss.

They couldn't figure out what the purpose of Professor Friedman bringing Chen Zhou was.

On the way back to the hotel, Cross was in charge of driving, and Friedman and Chen Zhou sat in the back row.

Cross carefully observed the expressions of Friedman and Chen Zhou through the rearview mirror.

Friedman is always indifferent.

And Chen Zhou occasionally showed a confused expression.

Cross drove the car silently, silently waiting for Friedman's follow-up arrangements.

After a while, the car left the experimental area of ​​SLAC.

Friedman finally turned his head to look at Chen Zhou, and asked softly: "Is it strange, why didn't I arrange any work for you?"

Chen Zhou nodded lightly: "Yes, professor, I don't think it's as simple as you bringing me here, just letting me familiarize myself with the experimental equipment."

Friedman smiled softly when he heard the words, but did not explain.

Turning to Cross, who was listening with his ears upright, he said, "Go to the beach in the Bay Area and have a look."

Cross quickly responded, "Okay, Professor Friedman."

SLAC is at Stanford University, and Stanford University is in the San Francisco Bay Area.

It's not too far from the beach in the Bay Area.

In terms of distance alone, it takes about two hours by car.

However, by the time the seminar ended, it was already past 6 pm.

This will go to the beach in the Bay Area again, which is actually a bit blind.

But Cross won't say this. Others may not know it, but he has been with Friedman for so long.

But he knew that every time Friedman came to SLAC, after the experiment, he would go to the beach in the Bay Area to see it.

Cross also followed Friedman and visited several times.

However, Friedman has been quietly watching the sea, silent.

Cross also curiously asked Friedman why.

But Friedman just smiled and said: "The sea breeze can calm him down and think better."

In this regard, Cross disagrees.

Along the way, Friedman did not say another word.

And Chen Zhou also held back his temper and didn't ask any more questions.

What should be said will always be said.

Cross drove the car, continued south from Stanford University, and took Highway 1.

This belongs to the south of Half Moon Bay.

Speaking of which, there are many scenic spots on Highway 1.

Like the famous punch-in sanctuary, Pigeon Point Lighthouse is located on Highway 1.

However, Friedman clearly did not intend to go so far.

After driving in Cross for a while, Friedman rolled down the window and took a look.

He asked Cross to pull over.

Here, in addition to being able to see the sea, it is Highway 1.

Nothing else.

Not only Cross, but also Chen Zhou was a little surprised why he stopped here.

Friedman didn't explain too much to the two of them, but just walked to the side of the road and looked at the Pacific Ocean that had fallen into darkness.

Chen Zhou walked up to Friedman, just like him, looking at the Pacific Ocean in the dark with the sea breeze blowing.

At this moment, Friedman turned around and pointed to the faint lighthouse in the distance: "That's the Pigeon Point lighthouse."

Chen Zhou looked in the direction of his finger, except for the faint light, he couldn't see the lighthouse itself at all.

Although this Pigeon Point lighthouse, also known as the Pigeon Lighthouse, is the tallest active lighthouse on the west coast of the United States.

Friedman put down his hand pointing at the lighthouse, and said slowly: "The lighthouse is the hope of ships sailing in the Pacific Ocean. Although the light is very weak, it is the reassurance in the hearts of countless crew members."

Chen Zhou nodded lightly: "During the long voyage, the role of the lighthouse is irreplaceable."

Hearing this, Friedman chuckled softly: "If the Pacific Ocean is compared to our particle physics, then the lighthouse is the theory of particle physics."

Chen Zhou glanced at Friedman in surprise. This Nobel laureate is about to start?
Friedman continued: "It can also be said that the lighthouse is a combination of theory and experiment, guiding the development of particle physics, and also indicating the danger zone for us."

"Professor, is this why you like to come to the beach?" Cross asked aloud at this time.

Friedman nodded, but shook his head again: "I don't like the sea, and I can't even swim. However, the sea with a lighthouse always gives people a sense of peace of mind."

Facing Friedman's answer, Cross was a little confused.

But Chen Zhou was thoughtful.

He thought Friedman was talking about himself.

The world of particle physics is the dark Pacific Ocean in front of us.

And his job is to be a lighthouse that illuminates the Pacific Ocean.

The sea is not scary, but the dark sea is scary.

If they didn't have the faint light of the lighthouse in front of them, they wouldn't be able to see the occasionally illuminated sea surface.

Just like particle physics, without that surprise discovery, this dark particle world will never be known.

Perhaps this is Friedman's meditation place.

Chen Zhou was thinking like this, when he heard Friedman calling: "Go back."

　Thanks to book friend Yu Yuyu for the 100 starting coins!Thank you book friend bluekiller for the 100 starting coins!
　　Speaking of Yuyu Yuyu, these four yu? ? ?

　　
　
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