my scientific age

Chapter 106 One Good and One Bad!
A guard with a gun and live ammunition stood beside the car, with a lean body and an elite aura.

It's this car again.

When Yu Hua saw this familiar Buick, he had some guesses in his heart. This Buick seemed to have something to do with the mysterious life rhythm of Master Hua Luogeng recently.

These days, Master Hua Luogeng basically stayed in the study to study things. Even in class, most of the time he let Yu Hua study by himself, and there was very little time for lectures.

I don't know what Master is working on recently.

Yu Hua thought silently in his heart as he walked towards Room 28.

"Who is it?" Seeing Yu Hua coming over and approaching the three-meter warning line, the guard soldiers who were standing guard immediately became vigilant and asked.

Yu Hua is about to report the situation: "Hello, I'm..."

"Squeak!" At this moment, the door of the house suddenly opened, and the figure of the teacher Wu Xiaoyuan appeared, standing at the door.

"He's a student, let him in." Wu Xiaoyuan showed a gentle smile, nodded towards Yu Hua, and explained.

"Yes!" When the guards heard Wu Xiaoyuan's words, they let go of their vigilance and signaled Yu Hua to enter.

"Thank you."

Yu Hua thanked him softly, passed the elite guard soldier, and entered the house under the guidance of his wife, Wu Xiaoyuan.

Entering the house, there was a middle-aged soldier in a military uniform sitting in the main room, next to two other men in Chinese tunic suits, one was middle-aged and the other was young.

How is this going?

Yu Hua habitually observed the situation in the main room and quietly looked at the three people sitting on the sofa. Seeing this posture, a sense of doubt filled his heart.

While Yu Hua was observing the three of them, the three were also watching Yu Hua.

The middle-aged soldier in military uniform showed curiosity in his eyes, and the other two men in Zhongshan suits exuded a faint smell of scrutiny.

"Xiaohua, there are guests at home, you go to the second bed and rest first, don't make any noise, your master is busy in the study, it is estimated that he will come out later." Wu Xiaoyuan, who was walking in front, stopped and moved towards Yu Hua to arrange road.

"Yes, the students will go now." Yu Hua nodded, looked away, and without curiosity asked the identity and purpose of the three people in the room, and walked to the second bedroom.

Ask what you should ask, and don't ask what you shouldn't. This is the basic principle of dealing with the world, and it is also the principle of doing things outside.

"Bang!" The door to the second bedroom closed gently, and the room returned to silence.

"This is Luo Geng's apprentice, whose name is Yu Hua. He will come to study every Friday. I believe the other two should know something. I will cook first." Wu Xiaoyuan briefly explained to the three of them after Yu Hua entered the second bedroom. some time.

"Sister-in-law, let's go."

Zhang Zizhong, sitting on the sofa, nodded and smiled, showing a touch of kindness.

The two people who belonged to the Secret Service heard this and immediately understood Yu Hua's identity. They nodded lightly, and the scrutiny in their eyes disappeared. After understanding and investigation, Hua Luogeng did indeed accept an apprentice after returning to China. The name is Yu Hua. Five will come to Tsinghua West Institute for classes and study.

It was unexpected to bump into it today.

Wu Xiaoyuan didn't say much, with a smile on his face, turned around and walked into the kitchen, and started to get busy preparing dinner.

in the second bedroom.

It's snowy outside the window, and the house is warm and comfortable.

"This middle-aged soldier should have a very high status. If nothing else, he belongs to the general level. As for the other two people wearing tunic suits, they seem to be a bit like the secret service of the Blue Clothes Society, the predecessor of the military commander. The reason they came to the master would be because What? Forget it, it’s pointless to think too much, I’m not qualified to touch these things for the time being, and I’ll know when I know.”

Yu Hua came to the desk, pulled out the stool and sat down, put down his schoolbag, thought silently, and shook his head gently: "There's still time, have a snack."

Before Master came out, he took out the textbook "Real Variable Functions" he carried with him from his schoolbag, placed it on the table, and turned to the section on differential theory.

That's right, this is Yu Hua's snack.

Dinner has not yet come, so boring waiting time, eat a snack to satisfy hunger.

Real variable function theory is the further development and evolution of calculus, based on point set theory, specializing in the theory of the properties of sets formed by points. Mathematical weapons, mastering the theory of real variable functions, means that Yu Hua is one step closer to the real mathematics and the establishment of a finite element analysis system of thinking.

Yu Hua doesn't care why these people are looking for Master Hua Luogeng. As he learns and accumulates more and more knowledge, he will know these things sooner or later.

With knowledge, there is everything.

Immersed in the mathematical ocean full of the beauty of logic and rigor, Yu Hua silently enriched himself.

Time passed slowly and unknowingly.

Inside the hall.

The sound of the kitchen cooking reverberated in the main room. Zhang Zizhong and Tian Hong, the head of the Peking City Secret Service, waited quietly, their faces were calm, and they could hold on. , but stopped.

Today is undoubtedly an important moment for them. After more than 20 days of collection, the Secret Service has worked hard to obtain six Japanese dialects, including regional dialects such as Hokkaido, Osaka, Hiroshima and Nagasaki. I don't know if it meets Hua Luogeng's requirements.

"Squeak!" Suddenly, the study door opened.

In an instant, Zhang Zizhong and Tian Hong stood up and faced the figure standing at the door of the study. The young man was stunned when he saw this. He thought it was normal for him to be unable to hold his breath. Get up quickly.

"Sir, how is the situation?" Zhang Zizhong came to Hua Luogeng and asked softly.

Tian Hong and the young man focused on Hua Luogeng with anticipation in their eyes.

Hua Luogeng, who smelled of smoke, had bloodshot eyes and said, "One good and one bad, which one should you listen to first?"

"Okay." Zhang Zizhong replied immediately.

Tian Hong nodded quickly and did not object.

Hua Luogeng watched the three of them and lowered his voice: "If nothing else, the producer of the red secret should be a Hiroshima person. The language code sample has basically been found, but I need more information on the Hiroshima dialect, mainly words."

"What about the bad ones?" Tian Hong was overjoyed when he heard it. It was a good thing to have a breakthrough. He didn't dare to ask Hua Luogeng to immediately decipher Japan's newly upgraded red secret system, and hurriedly asked for the bad news.

Zhang Zizhong and the young man were also relieved.

"Because the Hiroshima dialect is very cumbersome and uncommon, the workload of the frequency analysis attack method has increased again. It may take 110 days for me to decipher it once."

Hua Luogeng's voice was a little heavy, and his eyes turned to Zhang Zizhong and Tian Hong: "Last time I asked the two university professors who were looking for it, do you have any news?"

"We have looked for the National Peking University, the private Nankai University, and the Peking Normal University... There is no university professor who meets your requirements."

Hearing Hua Luogeng's words, Zhang Zizhong and Tian Hong looked rather ugly, and shook their heads one after another.

There is no other way, the reputation of the Secret Service is too bad, and Zhang Zizhong, who was born in the military, is also looked down upon by some old scholastics.

Another point is that the university professor Hua Luogeng is looking for must be engaged in the field of number theory research. There are really only a handful of arithmetic professors in China who are engaged in number theory research.

Do you have?
Have.

But please don't.

Not to mention the distance, the Secret Service and Zhang Zizhong are not qualified enough.

"..."

Hearing this answer, Hua Luogeng shook his head lightly, not surprised. These days, he had contacted his mentor Yang Wuzhi and Department Director Xiong Qinglai. It was fine at first, but when he heard that he was working for the Secret Service, Hua Luogeng hadn't come to introduce him. The importance and significance of the job was immediately rejected.

In the eyes of these professors, they are university professors, not accomplices working for the Secret Service.

The reality made Hua Luogeng quite powerless, and even his mentor Yang Wuzhi refused to help him, let alone other mathematics professors in Tsinghua University.

"In this way, you go back first, and I will think of a way. Remember to collect as many Hiroshima dialect words, slang, and local dialects as possible." Hua Luogeng took a deep breath and said.

"it is good."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zizhong and Tian Hong nodded, expecting in their hearts, they did not continue to disturb Hua Luogeng, and the three of them left one after another. It is very good to get this good news today.

"Om!" Under the watch of Hua Luogeng, the three of them left the house. After a while, the roar of the Buick engine sounded and gradually disappeared.

At this time, Wu Xiaoyuan, who was busy in the kitchen, came out, wearing an apron. Seeing Hua Luogeng with a haggard face at the door, his eyes hurt: "Are you done?"

"Well, by the way, is Yu Hua here?" Hua Luogeng recovered, turned to look at his wife Wu Xiaoyuan, smiled gently, and nodded lightly.

(End of this chapter)