Shadow of great britain

In the lecture hall of Gresham College, Arthur and Elder sat near the front.

Arthur's ears were filled with the roar of people's voices, and his nose was filled with the smell of expensive perfume.

In the hall packed with listeners, women accounted for more than 70%.

Every one of them is dressed elegantly.

The skirt is as wide as a bell, and the petticoats are piled up one after another like pleats. Looking up from the fluffy skirt like cotton candy, the waists of the ladies are all slender under the constraints of the corset, as if It's a butterfly waving its huge wings.

It's not summer yet, but they have already changed into short sleeves, as if they had made an appointment. The colorful and fluffy sleeves like flower buds are blooming on their shoulders, and there are many decorations on them that Arthur can't even name. come out.

When it comes to neckline taste, women have different choices.

Young ladies prefer to have a lower neckline, and then put on a translucent lace cape called Mantle. Through the holes in the lace, you can see their looming snow-white skin and the horizon like a landscape painting. Soft and slender collarbones.

As for the older ones, their choices are more conservative. Most of them choose to wear a ruff collar that has been popular since the Renaissance, covering other parts of the body and only highlighting the pretty and winding neck like a swan. On the ornately decorated The ladies’ eyes could not be seen under the wide brim of their hats. Only the tips of their noses, which were as straight as bamboo, could be vaguely seen, as well as the faint smiles that seemed to have a three-point charm at the corners of their mouths.

The charm of young girls lies in their youth and cuteness, while the calm and charming manners of the ladies are also unique.

Elder was almost dazzled. He grabbed Arthur's sleeves excitedly. Although he tried his best to lower his voice, he could still imagine from his red cheeks and trembling voice that the boy's hormones were surging. scene.

"Oh! Arthur! Look at that lady! Look at her, she is so charming! Oh, I don't dare to expect to be his lover, even if I am a puppy in her arms , I am willing to die."

"Hey! Arthur, look, that lady. Oh, my God! She flicked her skirt at me! Oh my God, was she giving me a hint?"

"Damn it! I should have brought my sister here today, so that I could use her to help me strike up a conversation. She will definitely think that I am uneducated if I go up to greet her so hastily."

"Damn, science is awesome! God! Why didn't you let me know about this place earlier? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have studied classical literature.

Shelley and Byron, they are nothing! I have decided that from today on, Sir Isaac Newton is the only sun in my heart! "

The gentleman sitting next to Arthur frowned and glanced at Brother Elderpig, then spoke to Arthur in a low voice.

"Mr. Police Officer, the lecture is about to start. Can you ask your friend to be quiet?"

Arthur said calmly: "No, sir, you misunderstood. I don't know him. Like you, I just happened to sit with him. But don't worry, I will destroy this to the public as soon as the lecture is over." The order's men were escorted to Scotland Yard."

When the gentleman heard this, he showed a somewhat apologetic smile. He took off his hat and thanked: "That's really a thank you."

"You're welcome."

Arthur glanced at Elder and explained to the gentleman: "You know, as we all know, people who graduate from Oxford University with a major in classics are always like him."

The gentleman was stunned when he heard this: "Is this what Oxford graduates are like?"

When Elder heard the keyword Oxford, he couldn't help but turn around and ask: "Oxford? What Oxford?"

Arthur winked at him and asked, "Sir, which university did you graduate from?"

Elder didn't react at first until Arthur stamped on him.

He snorted and tightened his collar in a dignified manner: "A true Oxford gentleman never avoids the school where he graduated."

Arthur turned back to the gentleman next to him and said, "You see, it's just like I said."

As soon as Arthur finished speaking, the gentleman sitting behind him also joined in: "Yes, just like the police officer said, everyone in Oxford is like this."

"Where did you graduate?"

"Me?" The man in the back row patted his chest and said proudly, "Cambridge."

Elder on the side was about to answer, but before he could speak, he found that the originally noisy venue suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked up and saw a middle-aged gentleman arriving on the podium. He was wearing a bright red bow tie, a white shirt, and an old but neat dark black suit.

Under his command, the staff of the Royal Society were carrying the experimental equipment that would be used in Ma Ma's speech.

In the quiet hall, someone shouted: "Mr. Faraday, I will always support you!"

When the gentleman on the stage heard this, he couldn't help but blush, showed a shy smile, and waved kindly towards the audience.

It's okay that he didn't wave. When Faraday waved, thunderous applause and cheers immediately erupted in the hall.

When Elder saw this, he couldn't help but sigh: "Oh my God! My cousin really didn't lie to me. Michael Faraday is indeed the most popular scientist in the Royal Society! Look at those ladies, they are all standing up. Applause for his achievements.”

Arthur stared at Faraday for a long time, then shook his head: "I think it may not only be a matter of scientific achievements, but even just in terms of appearance and behavior, he is enough to surpass most of the men present.

However, seeing him here really gave me a strange feeling. After all, the last time I saw him was in a textbook. "

Elder asked in surprise: "Does your history department still teach chemistry?"

Arthur shook his head: "I didn't learn it in college, I learned it in middle school."

Elder rubbed his head: "Is your middle school education in York County so up to date with the times? Our middle schools still teach some knowledge such as grammar and rhetoric. Arthur, no wonder you can do it at such a young age When you become a police inspector, science is really a good thing."

The red devil Agares squatted on the back of Arthur's chair, smiled evilly and said: "Arthur, do you envy this Faraday? Don't worry, as long as you listen to me, you can be like him in the future."

As soon as Agares finished speaking, Faraday stood on the podium.

He cleared his throat, and his not too loud but clear and magnetic voice sounded in the quiet hall, just like the results of his research.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen and ladies."

As soon as Faraday finished speaking, another burst of applause broke out from the audience.

Farah raised his hand and the applause immediately stopped. He smiled and said: "I know that many of you may think that I will still teach chemistry today. But unfortunately, I may disappoint you today.

In fact, a few years ago, I was assigned by my mentor Sir Humphry Davy to develop in the field of electricity. It's just that because of my stupid talent, I haven't achieved much in recent years, which makes me afraid to appear on the podium as an electrical researcher.

But, starting from today, everything is different. I am about to present to you for the first time my latest research results - the phenomenon of electromagnetic induction! "