Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

"Professor Bellur, did you mention in the scientific interview program a month ago that Academician Lu overestimated the importance of the Z particle gravitational wave equation, is this the case?"

"Professor Bellur, in your opinion, what effect will the gravitational wave equation of the Z particle have on the physics community?"

"Professor Bellur ..."

He walked out of the classroom with a tablet, looked at the reporters who surrounded him in front of him, and there were some students who had joined in the bustle. Professor Beiruel's forehead youth war broke out and finally he could not help but roared and said.

"Enough! This is a school, a place to spread knowledge—"

"But what we asked was about knowledge," a microphone was anachronistically put in front of him, and a female reporter with slightly curly hair said sincerely, "About academician Lu to solve it in two months What is your opinion on the problem of insufficient accuracy of the Z particle gravitational wave equation? "

A belly fire was blocked by this sentence, and Professor Belur's face was red and blue.

Forcibly holding the embarrassment behind his face, he reached for the microphone in front of him and the interview drone floating next to him, and said in a rude tone.

"I don't have time to interview now! As for the questions you ask, I only have one sentence to tell you, that is no comment!"

After finally breaking out of the crowd, Professor Bellur fled back to his office, pushed open the door, and walked in with curse.

"Enough, really enough! What the **** do these journalists think of this place! This is the campus, the place to learn! It's really **** it!"

He looked dumbfounded as the professor was losing his temper there. Several students in the office glanced at each other, but did not dare to squeak.

A fart. Sit on the office chair and lost his temper for a long time at the coffee cup on the table. The middle-aged man of this age slowly calmed his short breath.

At this moment, Professor Belur's eyes suddenly fell on the unfinished paper in the holographic screen, and he picked him up again.

This one doesn't matter.

With such a quick glance, he finally recovered his blood pressure and breathing frequency, and then jumped up a few gears in an instant.

"How is this possible ... there must be something wrong ..."

Staring at the paper in his hand, Professor Bellur almost couldn't wait to insert the tip of his nose into the holographic screen, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find a single hole.

The whole process of argumentation is just like flowing clouds and flowing water. The majestic fortress is built up with numbers. There is no one-line calculation-not even a punctuation is redundant.

It's been so long for half an hour.

Professor Belur, who had not touched the page-turning button many times, finally gave up his index finger.

"Is this the strength of the peak of human mind ..."

He murmured in his mouth and raised his right hand again, his fingertips swiping across the holographic screen.

Looking at the scattered light particles, he slowly leaned back on the office chair and looked at the ceiling in silence.

After studying the paper several times, his emotions calmed down.

It is not disgraceful to be able to write such a paper and lose to him.

Even if he came from a century ago.

The only thing Professor Bellur regrets now is that when he was interviewed in the studio, he said too much.

This may become the black history of his life.

At this moment, the office door opened and his assistant walked in from the outside and said in an official tone.

"Professor Bellur ... You have an exclusive interview with California Television in the afternoon--"

"Push it out for me," Professor Bellur said without hesitation, "Just said I was sick."

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Students: "..."

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In fact, the turbulent waves brewing in Professor Belur's heart are not the only ones in the physics world.

A scholar from 100 years ago solved the puzzle that they haven't completed in the past 100 years. I have to say that this really hurts people's self-confidence.

Because this seems to be saying-in the 100 years since I left, you haven't grown at all.

Although it was not the case in fact, they also made some achievements during this period, but in the face of this dazzling achievement like a beacon, the light of the fireflies really seemed thin.

In short, it is not only the physics community that has caused the storms and waves. In today's highly developed information, this excitement soon passed from the physics community to the public's vision.

The gravitational wave equation of the Z particle was solved, and several large pits were left in the hyperspace theory, which were all filled in by Academician Lu. The door beyond space seems to have been placed in front of everyone.

Beyond the speed of light ...

For a human society whose half foot has crossed the threshold of the age of interstellar sailing, what is more exciting than surpassing the speed of light?

As the chief reporter of Pan-Asia News, Li Yongning, who won the reputation of countless audiences, stood in front of the door of Lu Zhou's house and pressed the doorbell, thinking so.

The door did not open.

However, after ringing the doorbell three times, a holographic beam finally projected on the door.

Even though the facial expression of the projected portrait was obviously impatient, it did not let his enthusiasm for the interview subside.

After all, this is obviously not the time to struggle with politeness.

Without any pause, Li Yongning's face immediately showed a professional smile, seizing the opportunity to speak.

"Hello, Academician Lu, I am very happy to meet you. I am Li Yongning, a reporter from Pan-Asia News. Regarding the rumors that you are studying superluminal technology, how do you evaluate it? There is also the possibility that the gravitational wave equation of Z particles may become a solution Rumors of the key to superfast technology— "

"Yes," glanced at the reporter expressionlessly, and Lu Zhou asked back, "Otherwise what am I doing with this stuff?"

Hearing this sentence, Li Yongning was stunned.

He originally thought that Lu Zhou would say something modest, or used gentle teasing to bring this topic to a stroke, but he didn't expect him to nod.

incredible!

Are those rumors actually true? !

Looking at the silent reporter, Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly, watching him continue to ask.

"Do you have any other questions?"

"You ... I ..."

The mouth opened and closed for a long time. UU reading www.uukanshu.com still stayed in the previous surprise. Li Yongning stuck for two full seconds before suddenly responding that he was still in the interview, so he quickly adjusted the status and thrown There was a spare question.

"What made you suddenly interested in this proposition? We all know that you are now the chief designer of the space elevator ... I mean, won't it take up your energy?"

"It's the general counselor," Lu Zhou corrected a sentence, and continued, "As for why studying the speed of light, there is no particular reason. If you have to say something, you have a place to go."

Li Yongning: "The place I want to go is ..."

"Tian Cang Wu."

While talking, Lu Zhou suddenly thought of something, so he looked to the side to interview the camera hanging under the drone and continued.

"Anyone who wants to travel together? If so, leave a message with me on LSPM."