I really don't want to lie down and win

"I have a classmate at Fuda, he is the director of the Materials Department, and he is very familiar with Professor Xu Mang." Lao He said: "Leave this matter to me, and give everyone a satisfactory answer when the time comes .”

finally,

The meeting was over, and the plan was to have Xu Mang come to help, but when everyone left the meeting room, Professor Lu found Lao He.

"How sure are you?" Professor Lu asked.

"It should be big."

"Actually...to tell you the truth, Liu Guofang, the director of the Materials Department at Fuda University, mentioned it to me." Lao He smiled bitterly and said, "He asked me to contact Professor Xu Mang, and gave me Professor Xu Mang's contact information .”

finished,

He took out a note from his trouser pocket, with a string of eleven-digit numbers written on it.

Professor Lu nodded and said seriously: "Actually, I thought of asking Professor Xu Mang to come over to solve this problem a long time ago, but later I found out that he was very busy and was entangled in various things, so I never mentioned it. With such a relationship, I will work hard for you."

"Actually, it's just a matter of making a phone call. It really won't work... Let my classmates come forward, I guess it's almost the same." Lao He said helplessly: "Now I'm worried that if Professor Xu Mang can't solve it, what should we do? "

"There is always a solution!" Professor Lu patted Lao He on the shoulder, and then left the conference room.

...

magic city,

It was rare for Xu Mang not to go to school, but to stay at home in a daze. The most important thing that made him very angry was that he was hindered and stagnant in the metamaterial database, and Xu Mang was also the coach of the national men's football team. Feel anxious.

He is a fake fan, a fake fan who only watches cup games, such as the European Cup, Champions League, and World Cup, and occasionally buys a football lottery to make the dull game more interesting until he comes into contact with the national men's football team.

"The system... how many skill points are needed to make the national men's football team win the World Cup?"

Sorry, can't do it!

"..."

"Alas... even the system can't save you!" Xu Mang sighed, and glanced at the news on his phone. After Lippi left, the men's football team will face the problem of selecting a coach again, but Xu Mang felt that regardless of the selection Whoever is the coach looks the same.

Look at the self-discipline of other players, and then look at our player self-discipline. How does it compare with Ronaldo Messi?People have nothing to do at home or in the training ground for training camps, and our group of players... meet in a bar, get eight-pack abs to nine-pack, ninety-nine to one... a fat body.

"Am I asking too much?" Xu Mang thought that he was a little bully when he thought that he was comparing them to Ronaldo Messi, but if he didn't set his sights on the world, how could he make progress?Research fields are advancing by leaps and bounds, while others are rapidly regressing.

"never mind!"

"You can do whatever you like." Xu Mang completely gave up his plan to watch the World Cup qualifiers, and devoted himself to scientific research.

suddenly,

The mobile phone on the coffee table rang, and I saw the same caller, it was a string of unfamiliar numbers.

"Hey?"

"Excuse me, who are you?" Xu Mang answered the phone and asked politely.

"Professor Xu Mang, I'm a researcher at the Metamaterials Research Laboratory, and my name is He Fang." Old He said respectfully, "I'm sorry... I'm a little presumptuous. I wonder if Professor Xu Mang has time now?"

Metamaterials research lab?

sure!

Director Liu is really reliable in his work, not bad!

"Have time!"

"Hey... I don't play the world of heavenly books, so my time is not valuable at all." Xu Mang smiled and said, "Speaking of which, you still think about it?"

Hearing Xu Mang's words, Lao He couldn't help being stunned for a moment. He thought that his old colleague Liu Guofang still told Xu Mang, and couldn't help but said, "I still thought about it. We held a meeting. After Professor Lu Jianping's consideration, we finally Agreed with this opinion."

"Mmmmmmm!"

"This really requires serious thinking." Xu Mang nodded, "Then... when shall we start?"

"As long as you are free, we can start anytime, anywhere." Lao He said solemnly: "It's entirely up to you, not us... If you are free now, start now, and tomorrow if you are free It starts tomorrow."

What the hell!

so good?

Feel a little strange?

"Then... let's start now." Xu Mang tentatively cautiously: "Send me the information, my email is xumangdashuaigeXXX.com, which translates to handsome Xu Mang."

"..."

"Ah?" Lao He was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to react: "I...I will send the relevant information to your mailbox immediately."

Snapped,

hang up the phone,

Xu Mang was sitting on the sofa, still at a loss in the face of what happened just now, why did it happen so quickly?

In less than 30 seconds,

The phone beeped, and Xu Mang knew that the other party had sent the information, so he hurried to his study, opened the computer and logged in to the mailbox, and saw the latest email, which indeed contained a compressed package.

It took 1 minutes,

Xu Mang downloaded the compressed package to his computer, and then... made him a little autistic.

"I..."

"This..."

"What the hell are these things?" Xu Mang was speechless for a moment. He looked at the data and the research report, and found that this metamaterial, which he didn't know what it was used for, was only halfway through the research, and this He Fang actually gave the semi-finished product to him. sent over.

Thinking of this,

Xu Mang hurriedly picked up the phone and called He Fang, and the call was connected soon.

"Hey?"

"I said Researcher He...this...what did you send me?" Xu Mang asked helplessly, "This...this is useless at all!"

however,

He Fang misunderstood Xu Mang's meaning again, thinking that he was helpless in the face of this problem.

"Professor Xu Mang?"