Black Technology Incubation System

N big, tea time.

It is rainy in the Rain Country, and the weather is still gloomy and gloomy these days, with light rain falling.

The gray drip-shaped spiers almost merged with the gray sky, and the slight green spots in the courtyard spread to the distant alleys, bell towers, chimneys and Gothic spiers.

Professor Joseph put away his umbrella and entered the club.

It's winter now, and although the temperate oceanic climate makes the four seasons mild in the rainy country, it's time to wear thicker clothes.So when he wore a long black trench coat and entered the club in the style of a medieval castle, he seemed like a wizard who had come out of the depths of time.

Maybe it was indeed a wizard.

With the simplest numerical calculations, thousands of materials with different uses are produced. Such a process seems to be in the category of witchcraft.

He habitually walked to the window, sat down at a small table for two, ordered Darjeeling and the Three-story Pagoda, and then slowly unfolded a stack of printed papers.

In the faint smell of bergamot, Professor Joseph quickly immersed himself in this delicately discussed thesis.Perhaps his author is still a bit jerky in the use of eagle language, but his understanding of material calculation is already amazing.

Perhaps this is a new star that has just appeared in Chaoguo recently, a piece of uncut diamond, looking at a strange name in Chaoguo, Professor Joseph thought.

In the review of papers, the review is usually anonymous, but Professor Joseph was very excited after seeing this paper, and after confirming that the paper was published in the next issue of the journal, he got the author's name.

At this time, he had already written an email, intending to invite this young scholar to come to N University to build a hall of computational materials science with him.

His apparent good humor was also spotted by others.

So, in the tea room, which was so quiet that there was only the sound of flipping the pages of a book, a gentle and deep voice appeared: "Joseph, you seem to be in a good mood."

Professor Joseph raised his head and saw a bearded man in a black pullover sitting in front of him.

He was holding a cup of coffee, from the oil-like color, there must be no milk and sugar added.

Professor Joseph, who is addicted to sweets, looked away calmly: "Boertu, you look good too."

"It's really good." Bortu smiled and took a sip of his coffee, and stroked his withering hair.Perhaps because of his good mood at the moment, the wrinkles on his face eased a lot.

The two of them used to be good friends who walked together in the subject of mathematics, and finally parted ways due to differences in different development directions, but this did not hinder their deep friendship. On such a wonderful Thursday afternoon, they would come to the club for a drink A cup of tea, oh, this is just a metaphor from the tradition of the Rain Country. Porto, who has the blood of the Eagle Country, loves coffee without sugar and milk.

Boertu is always the first of the two to be unable to sit still. He suppressed his excitement for a while, and took the lead in initiating the topic: "Do you still remember the Kadotani conjecture you once studied?"

"The one proposed by the mathematics community in the island country?" Joseph recalled for a moment, "It is indeed a very interesting problem, so, have we found any interesting ways to solve them?"

"No, it's not our N University," Bortu shook a finger, "of course it's not next door."

"It's one, um, two outstanding mathematicians from the North Korea," Boertu continued, "It was Ergenst's disciple who came up with a new idea to solve the twin prime number conjecture." A brand-new method, which was later used by his younger brother, should be said to be a junior from the same school, to solve the Kakutani conjecture by using this method."

Although Professor Joseph has not set foot in the field of number theory for a long time, how could he not know about two famous conjectures like this?These are two problems that researchers in the field of number theory have longed for and dreamed of solving, and among them, the twin prime number conjecture is regarded as a key to Ge Guai.

"He is indeed a student of Ergenst, and he will be the young man in the mathematics world who is most likely to win the Young Mathematics Award," he couldn't help but sigh, "I still remember when he showed us the new The look of excitement when I was a disciple, now we are the only ones who can watch the next generation grow up."

"The disciple of Ergenst probably won't come back again," Borto said, putting a sandwich on his own plate, "but we can look forward to the young Kadotani conjecture solver, although he is not yet capable of creating his own." A set of mathematical tools of its own, but able to master complex and difficult theories so quickly, will also be the winner of the Youth Award in the future."

"It seems that you are planning to accept apprentices?" Joseph felt the same way, "When I reviewed the thesis a few days ago, I also found someone who made me want to accept as an apprentice."

"That's fine." Bortu nodded, looking at the stack of papers held in Joseph's hand, "Is he the author of this paper? It seems that there is another heir in the field of computational materials science."

"I'm also from North Korea," Professor Joseph continued. "In recent years, there have been many talents in the basic theory and application fields of North Korea. I'm afraid they are a waking lion." He recalled that not long ago he was in North Korea Seeing the rapid changes in China, he added: "I am looking forward to the railway built in their country."

"The author of this paper is Gu Xingyi." Professor Joseph put on a kind smile on his face, and introduced a junior who admired to the people around him, "A very young scholar, I think he can come to N University .”

After he finished speaking, he noticed that the other party's face was quite subtle. He leaned slightly and asked, "Did you encounter any problems? Professor Boertu?"

"This may not be just a little trouble." Professor Boertu shrugged. "I'm sorry, the young scholar I admired before also has this name."

Things that were thousands of miles away did not affect Gu Xingyi at all.

He had just finished the final exam which was not difficult, and he accepted the winter vacation with a calm and calm attitude that stood out from the crowd of classmates who were screaming like ghosts.

Then...began the same painful shopping trip.

Women are strange creatures. They can be so soft and cute that they can't even open a bottle of mineral water, and they can walk around the street all day with big bags and small bags on a height of [-] centimeters.

This situation is especially prominent in middle-aged women who were shopping before.

For example, Ms. Zheng Mei.

At this time, she had already walked through three shopping malls with Gu Xingyi, a classmate who was a professional bag carrier, and bought no less than ten pieces of clothes.But in the face of the temptation of discounts and price cuts from another shopping mall, it was shamefully shaken.

"One by one, put on all three of these." Zheng Mei picked up a pile of clothes, stuffed them into Gu Xingyi's hands, and pushed Gu Xingyi, who was full of resistance, into the changing room.

After Gu Xingyi proved herself with two trophies, Ms. Zheng Mei stopped focusing on professionalism and made the atmosphere of the family successful, warm and harmonious. They were bought for Gu Xingyi by Ms. Zheng, who has no place to rest her motherly heart.

Gu Xingyi tried to give Comrade Gu his help-seeking eyes, but Comrade Gu just pushed his glasses calmly, turned his head and started discussing with Zheng Mei which one Gu Xingyi would wear better.

As for the shopping guides who cast their gazes over from time to time, don't think that Gu Xingyi didn't see the mobile phones they raised up, obviously they were taking pictures.

There was no other way, Gu Xingyi, who had succumbed to the power, became a model obediently and cleverly, wearing one set of clothes after another.

He is a natural clothes hanger, and he has a unique face, so he turned the whole process of buying clothes into a runway show.

There were numerous muffled screams and the sound of shutters.

Gu Xingyi: No, don't be like this, I just want to rely on my brains, not my looks.

After finally satisfying Ms. Zheng Mei, Gu Xingyi was able to escape from the clutches of the devil, and carried a lot of clothes to the side seat to sit down and rest.

"Brother Lou." As soon as Gu Xing turned on the phone, he sent a crying emoji of wanting to be hugged.

"What's the matter?" Lou Jianyue replied in a second, and by the way sent an emoji package, which was only recommended by Gu Xingyi, otherwise, according to his personality of a thoroughly veteran cadre, it should have been sent at that time It's a delusional smile.

"Being dragged by Ms. Zheng to go shopping, I'm exhausted." Gu Xing crackled and complained about the numerous evil deeds of his parents.

Lou Jianyue quietly watched him finish complaining, and then asked: "Did you buy anything you like when you came out?"

"I bought a bunch of clothes, and after that, there are all kinds of nuts, candies, chocolates, and fruits," Gu Xing said, "There are also all kinds of red envelopes. Going back to my hometown to pay New Year's greetings, and sending out a bunch of red envelopes. Those kids must be so happy."

When Lou Jianyue saw this sentence, he couldn't help laughing. When he was a child, during the Chinese New Year, he saw Gu Xingyi holding a stack of red envelopes and giving them to a bunch of radish heads.At the scene where the New Year's money was handed out, he abruptly demonstrated the temperament of the black and gray boss sharing the spoils, and he was indeed the king of children.

"Will you still set off firecrackers when you go back this year?" He asked again, remembering seeing Gu Xingyi and a group of children cheering and running up and down to set off firecrackers.

"Hey, where can I put them off? The imperial capital doesn't sell fireworks, and the urban area doesn't allow them either," Gu Xingyi responded, "Why, brother Lou wants to see it?"

He made a smirk.

"I think," Lou Jianyue has always been very honest, "When I was young, I didn't have a chance to let it go, but now I don't allow fireworks and firecrackers."

Gu Xing saw a sentence sent by Brother Lou, clicked his tongue unconsciously, and scratched his hair, inexplicably feeling a little irritable, and then a flash of light flashed in his mind: [System, I want to do something. ]

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