Reborn and become a Great Scientist

Chapter 82 30

The voice behind, and the feeling on the shoulder came together.

Chen Muwu turned around and found that there were many people pouring into the Eagle Bar, which was not too big.

They are all tall and muscular, and each of them is wearing a Cambridge blue suit.

Obviously, these people are among the most noble sportsmen among the students of Cambridge University.

And the one who patted Chen Muwu on the shoulder was none other than Best, the president of the Cambridge University Swimming Club, whom he had met several times in the Kanghe and Cavendish laboratories some time ago.

"Good evening, Lawrence, what are you doing here today?" Chen Muwu also greeted Best without being rude.

Best was a little surprised: "What's the matter? Of course I'm drinking! Chen, you're asking such a funny question."

"Then you came here with the Cambridge athletes, is there anything you need to celebrate?"

Best's eyes widened: "Didn't you read the news in the newspapers these two days?"

"Sorry, recently, I have been busy doing experiments in the laboratory, and I haven't read newspapers much."

Actually, Chen Muwu didn't have any experiments to do.

The reason why he said that was because he, who came from the information age, had not developed the habit of reading newspapers for more than half a year.

Chen Muwu usually only learned about the news that happened recently in the chats with colleagues in the laboratory.

"Well, well, let me tell you that at the Cambridge-Oxford Joint Games just a few days ago, our school can be said to have been a great success. Not only did it win Oxford in the most eye-catching rowing, Cricket, football and rugby, as well as athletics. Today we came to the Eagles to celebrate the success of the sports meeting here."

"congratulations!"

Best never gave up on inviting Chen Muwu to join the swimming club.

So he would not let go of this good opportunity today.

Best sat down on the empty seat next to Chen Muwu, and he waved to the bartender at the bar: "Bring me and this gentleman a pint of beer each."

Oh pints!

The damn imperial units!

Although Britain, one of the most developed countries in the world today, still has some inconveniences in life compared with future generations 100 years later, Chen Muwu can accept them one by one and gradually get used to them.

The only thing he can't get used to is the damn imperial units.

The rulers marked with inches and flasks marked with pints that occasionally pop up in Cavendish's laboratory have already annoyed him very much.

As a result, in this small Eagle Bar, he still failed to escape the bad luck of being entangled in imperial units.

"Thank you, I don't drink." Chen Muwu declined Best's kindness.

He intends to deal with Best for a few more words, make a fuss, and leave this chaotic bar.

Chen Muwu was not afraid that if he returned to his rented room after ten o'clock, he would be reported to the college by his landlord, Mrs. Brown.

Now that it was summer vacation, Mrs. Brown was less rigid about reporting his late arrivals to school during the holidays.

He just felt that there were more and more people in the bar, and the voices were getting louder and louder. If some blind, drunk, brawny, simple-minded white ghost would say some sarcastic remarks about his skin color, He was afraid that he would not be able to help but rush forward and beat him up.

"Those good guys from the rowing team stayed in London. Tomorrow they will enter Buckingham Palace to meet His Majesty the King;" Best kept chattering around Chen Muwu, pointing to the muscular blue suits in the bar, saying to him Chen Muwu introduced one by one: "Those polite gentlemen are cricket players;
"And those strong men who are not so gentlemen belong to the football team;

"That man's name is Harold Abrahams, who is also from our Gonville and Caius College. He is the flying man of our school. He broke into ten seconds in the [-]-yard sprint in this sports meeting;..."

Imperial units, and the stars are imperial units!

Although he hadn't touched a drop of alcohol, Chen Muwu's head got bigger.

A yard equals three feet, and a foot equals... how many meters?

After calculating in his mind for a long time, he finally came to the conclusion that one hundred yards is about 91 meters.

One hundred yards ran in ten seconds, so if it is replaced by 100 meters, it is estimated that it can be run in less than 11 seconds, which is considered a very fast result.

Seeing Best introduce the achievements of other sports for a long time, but never talk about his athletes, Chen Muwu has already noticed something strange in it.

So he directly asked Best a sharp question, hoping to stop the chatterbox beside him and make him shut up: "Lawrence, how is our school's performance in swimming?"

Once this question was raised, it really achieved the effect he wanted. Best, who was quite proud just now, lowered his head, like Kong Yiji who was standing drinking but wearing a long gown in front of the counter of Xianheng Hotel.

After a few seconds, he replied in a low voice: "Only in swimming, we lost to Oxford University. Their school has a new New Zealander who has lived by the sea since he was a child. He can swim 58 yards in [-] seconds. , no one in our club can match him."

After all, Best picked up the glass and drank it down, wanting to pour out the block in his heart with wort soda, then he held up the empty glass and yelled at the bartender at the bar: "Give me another pint!"

This time, it was Chen Muwu's turn to be silent.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

He even wanted to break the precepts and order a goddamn pint.

Because Chen Muwu had just calculated that one hundred yards in imperial system is converted into metric system, which is 91 meters.

And his best swimming result in the school team in his previous life was 100 seconds in the 54-meter freestyle.

It is known that 91 meters is less than 100 meters, and 58 seconds is greater than 54 seconds. These are two calculation problems that elementary school students can calculate.

In other words, if Chen Muwu agreed to Best's request and joined their club, then he would be the one who won the joint sports meeting this time?
Chen Muwu didn't really want to win this championship, but when Best fooled him into joining the club, he once said that as long as he could win the Oxford University in the competition, he would get the honorary title of blue.

And the blue honorary title can get a scholarship of more than 100 pounds every year!
If he knew earlier, boys would also...

No, if he had known earlier that the swimming levels of these two schools were so good, Chen Muwu would have agreed to Best's request and joined the school's swimming club without hesitation.

Sorry for the first time!
Chen Muwu picked up the glass containing soda water, touched Best, and asked with a calm look, "Lawrence, when is the next match against Oxford University?"

"This time next year." Best's mood was still very low.

However, he seemed to remember something again, suddenly shook his head vigorously, and muttered to himself: "No, no, there will be the Olympic Games next year, how could I have forgotten about it."

Then Best raised his head and told Chen Muwu a definite answer: "Next year's joint sports meeting should be moved forward to April and May, so as not to crash with the Olympic Games held in Paris.

"You know, with Harold's grades, it's completely overkill to show off his prestige in the intercollegiate sports meeting. He will definitely participate in next year's Olympic Games.

"However, Chen, what do you mean when you ask me about the game time next year? Is it possible, is it possible that you are going to join our club?"

Chen Muwu smiled awkwardly: "Hey, to tell you the truth, I do have this idea now."

"Chen, thank you for your willingness to join our club! This is the best news I have received these two days! Bartender, bring me another pint!"

After Best finished speaking, he picked up his glass and drank it down.

……

After the farewell banquet, Kapitsa returned to Kronstadt, Blackett returned to his home in London, and Rutherford took the whole family to Cornwall for vacation...

As soon as the summer vacation came, both Cambridge University and Cavendish Laboratory became much more deserted than before.

European students and American students all returned to their hometowns by various means of transportation.

The autumn semester, which only starts in October, gives them plenty of time to enjoy a wonderful life.

But Chen Muwu had no intention of going home at all.

Although the Trans-Siberian Railway has reopened passenger transport, the 20-[-] day sea voyage has also been shortened to more than [-] days by this railway.

But even so, Chen Muwu had to waste nearly two months on the road from Cambridge to Qihai.

What's more, what can he do when he goes home at this time?
Are you rushing to marry the blind date that the old lady has found for him?
It would be better to stay in Cambridge leisurely.

In this way, Chen Muwu became a left-behind child of the Cavendish Laboratory, and the old director of the laboratory, J.J. Thomson, stayed with him in Cambridge.

From going to school to working later, Old Thomson has been in Cambridge for nearly 50 years, and he has already made his home here.

In April, his son G. P. Thomson won a teaching position at the University of Aberdeen, and went north to Scotland, so that old Thomson was also alone.

He and Chen Muwu, the old and the young, have become year-end friends during this long summer vacation.

Out of caring for a gifted student who couldn't go home, old Thomson either took Chen Muwu to watch a cricket match, or took him to play golf.

But he is not interested in Chen Muwu's recent research. It doesn't matter whether it is a particle or not, and it doesn't matter whether the ether exists or not.

Old Thomson, who is already in a semi-retired state, just wants to spend his old age in peace and stability, until he finally sleeps in Westminster Abbey, next to Newton's tomb.

During the summer vacation, little Thomson also returned to Cambridge from Aberdeen, Scotland, to visit his father once.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Muwu finally met him.

He thanked Thomson Jr. at the beginning of this year for personally conducting the gamma-ray scattering experiment proposed in his thesis.

Little Thomson, like a gentleman, persuaded him not to be polite, saying that even if he didn't do such an interesting experiment, many physicists would participate in it.

Both Thomson and his son are Nobel Prize winners in physics. The reason why the old Thomson won the prize is that he discovered the electron; while his son, the young Thomson, won the prize because he proved that the electron is also Volatile.

It is a coincidence that both father and son won awards for their research on electronics.

A few days ago, Chen Muwu had just translated his latest paper into German and sent it to Max Planck in Berlin.

He originally wanted to take a good rest this summer.

But seeing Little Thomson, Chen Muwu thought of the volatility of electrons.

And thinking of the volatility of electrons, he further thought of the matter wave proposed by the young nobleman in France in his doctoral dissertation.

Inspiration and ideas always come out of his brain inadvertently, making Chen Muwu never stop moving forward.

Oh, let's learn, there is no end to learning, it's too deep!
　Someone sent me a picture, saying that an author feels refreshed after every day.Also let this picture be sent to more authors and let them roll it up.

　　Lao Zhao, I don't believe in evil, so I decided to try it myself.

　　So when I was fishing today, I started to think about the next plot, and even coded some words secretly.

　　Then I have been writing since the evening until now, barely catching up with today's update.

　　As for Riwan's feelings, what should I say?
　　I can only say that fairy tales are all lies, my brain is dizzy now, and I feel like I am seasick on the sea.

　　Good night everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)