Rebirth 09: Synthetic Male God

Chapter 217 A Long Night and Academician's Noodles

The development of the matter was a bit beyond Zhou Rui's expectation.

Not only has the height of development exceeded Zhou Rui's expectations.

The time span is also far beyond.

At one o'clock in the morning, Dean Zhao arrived at the battlefield.

Zhou Rui looked at his watch, then at Han Ziyin with tired eyes, thinking why is it so long today?

After Dean Zhao came, he looked at the miraculous effect of the "electrically controlled wave-absorbing film" and looked at the handwritten test data for a long time. The more he looked at it, the more he frowned.

He knows Mou Zhongyi's level. Although the focus of the past two years has not been on scientific research, he was also a talented person who participated in many secret-related projects. There are not many papers, but he is affected by secrecy.

Moreover, Dean Zhao himself specializes in nanomaterials, which is similar to the field of metamaterials, and the things in his hands don't look obscure at all.

But the more so, the more surprised he was.

A new field, a new metamaterial structure, and a new research direction.

And the most outrageous thing is that there is actually a finished product? !

What is the concept?
You must know that metamaterials are still only a theoretical concept.

This is equivalent to the fact that other people are still studying the principle of "microwave heating", and you have already built a microwave oven and put it on the table.

And it's cheap and easy to use.

Dean Zhao took a deep look at Zhou Rui, this student is always good at making big noises.

The last time he saved 40 people and won the first-class meritorious deeds, he was very impressed with this student, and this time the noise was too much.

Mou Zhongyi waited for Dean Zhao to finish reading, and asked expectantly: "How can I tell you, Lao Zhao, I came here just to get my pulse."

He trusted the old man's level very much, and he was much better than him, otherwise he would not be rated as an academician.

Dean Zhao flipped through the manuscript paper over and over again: "There is no doubt that this is a major discovery. It is at the level of the three top journals, and it can be written as a series. It will be published as much as it is written."

Mou Zhongyi slapped his thigh: "Who asked you this? It's a disadvantage to publish a paper on this thing. Have you ever seen someone publish a paper with B2 coating?"

Dean Zhao: "Whether it can be used in that field, we don't care. Besides, you are only an expert in absorbing materials, not a fighter design expert."

"The most important thing now is to find a way to reproduce this achievement, Xiao Zhou. You must recall and record everything that happened last night, even if it is some seemingly unimportant details. Don't miss out."

Mou Zhongyi emphasized in a low voice: "Handwriting, it must be handwritten."

Zhou Rui finally understood that these two elderly people in their 60s represented two different types of scientific researchers.

As a giant, Dean Zhao is also an academician and dean, so he has a broader vision and is closer to the current mainstream "non-secret scientific research workers".

As for Mou Zhongyi, there may be some knots in his heart, and he just wants to lead in the direction of military industry.

But in the end, it was Zhou Rui who made the decision.

Dean Zhao pulled a chair, let Zhou Rui sit down, and said: "Xiao Zhou, Lao Mou Lu told me that he usually doesn't care about the transformation of achievements, but I can give you a reassurance, whether it is the school or not. No matter the college, it will never embezzle your achievements, I admit that there are some bad examples in the society, but in Fuda, in the School of Materials, I will keep an eye on you, and this kind of thing will not happen."

"However, regarding the dissertation, as Lao Mou said, you can write it, and you must write it. Make a summary and review, but don't publish it publicly for the time being."

Mou Zhongyi whispered to the side: "Handwritten, this must also be written by hand."

Dean Zhao rolled his eyes at him: You are annoying, you know that!

"Then I hope to get the strength of the school to participate and find out the potential of this metamaterial as soon as possible. Don't worry about the results. Your thesis will definitely be the first, or even your own. You can record this, and I will guarantee it for you."

Zhou Rui coughed lightly to demonstrate embarrassment.

The phone in my pocket is already recording
"Of course I trust you [-]%. A new direction requires the collective efforts of a large number of outstanding scientific researchers. However, I heard Mr. Mou say that our school has several plans for the conversion of achievements, right?"

Dean Zhao nodded and said: "Let me explain to you in detail. Generally speaking, if there is a major discovery, the school or college will have a bonus, and then according to the importance and field, you can declare the corresponding national award, and then evaluate the title and honor. I won’t say any more nonsense like that.”

"In the future, if it is a pure scientific research route, a new project team will be established, and the school and the country will approve funding."

"If the results have commercial value and you want to register a company for commercial activities, the school can inject funds and carry out some in-depth cooperation according to the actual situation, such as joint laboratories and the like."

More support is intangible. On a comprehensive basis, Fuda belongs to the category of "making a big contribution and taking a small share".

Just a company name beginning with the word "Fu" is of great value.

Different levels have different needs.

Fuda is not greedy for profit, what Fuda wants is results, a new banner on its own science castle, and weight and prestige in the scientific community.

Although from the perspective of the school, in recent years, most of the investment in the conversion of achievements has been in vain, or even cheated, but it still insists on implementing it every year.

Zhou Rui nodded, and roughly understood what was going on.

Dean Zhao explained some details, and then he remembered that there was another key point.

"Didn't it mean that the equipment is broken? The data has been saved."

Wu Huamin nodded quickly: "The basic data are..."

"What about the traces of the experiment?"

"It was wiped with a rag, but it shouldn't have much effect."

Dean Zhao finally looked at Zhou Rui.

It seems that the key to everything is still in the hands of this young man.

Dean Zhao went to look at the instrument, turned it around three times, and finally said in a deep voice: "Don't let irrelevant personnel come in this laboratory again, I will call immediately and ask someone from the equipment department to come and carry out the inspection immediately." Comprehensive sampling! Even the ash in the vacuum chamber has to be tested for its composition."

Mou Zhongyi said: "It makes sense, hurry up!"

He called the other party because he was a master who could resist things.

Zhou Rui coughed lightly:
"Ahem, Dean, Mr. Mou, let me interrupt."

Everyone looked over, including Han Ziyin who couldn't open his eyes.

Zhou Ruiliang turned on his mobile phone: "It's already three o'clock in the morning. I have a little suggestion. Don't bother the teachers who are on vacation. Let's lock the door and step our legs. There will be time to do it tomorrow."

When they heard that it was three o'clock, they were taken aback and took out their phones one after another.

Good guy!Straight up guys!
The wives and partners of each family sent text messages and made phone calls.

Among them, Dean Zhao received two text messages.

Mou Zhongyi received two text messages, two of which were missed.

Wu Huamin received 23 text messages and missed [-].

His hands trembled in fright, and then he looked bitter.

Mou Zhongyi hurriedly said: "Can you still remember tomorrow? It's only been 24 hours now, and your memory should be the clearest."

Zhou Rui pointed to his temple: "Don't worry, I have always had a good memory, why don't we lock the door? Go have a supper first?"

He ate a bowl of instant noodles all day
Mou Zhongyi and Dean Zhao looked at each other, Xiao Zhou's proposal was really unexpected
But. But they're really hungry.
As for Wu Huamin, looking at his wife's text messages, he was numb.

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20 minutes later, on the commercial street at the back door of Fuda.

This is a 24-hour braised beef noodle restaurant.

On the greasy and shabby table, four men and a woman were cooking noodles.

Among them are an academician, a full professor, and an associate professor.

Xiaopodian may never have such a high "technical content".

Dean Zhao: "Suck it up, I feel like I'm back when I was young, waiting for data in the laboratory until midnight, eating a bowl of instant noodles is so comfortable."

Although he has reached a high position, who didn't come here when he was young.

When was the last time you ate at a street stall like this? 10 years ago?or earlier?
Dean Zhao felt that he was young!

My legs are no longer sore, my waist is no longer tired, and my digestion is even better.

How could he usually eat such a big bowl of noodles.

Maybe this is called fireworks, the most appetizing.

Mou Zhongyi drank a big mouthful of noodle soup, and he was also relieved: "Ha, you are talking about the time when you were in the third institute of materials. You had a bonus and it was good. At that time, instant noodles were a rare thing, and ordinary researchers couldn't afford them. When I’m hungry at night, I eat pancakes.”

Dean Zhao wiped his mouth: "Secretly tell you, the instant noodles are given by my wife, hehe, I am not willing to buy them myself."

Thinking of his wife, Dean Zhao patted his thigh.

Hand in hand for many years.

When drinking a glass of old wine!

Anyway, I thought I was drinking old wine, so I might as well drink some!

When they came out from the second floor of the material just now, the two old men were still looking tired, but now they regained their energy, ordered a bottle of Shikumen, drank it with gusto, and added peanuts.

Maybe after drinking two or two old wines, Dean Zhao also let go of his tone as an academician, revealing a bit of the character of an old urchin.

Looking at Zhou Rui who was concerned about whether Han Ziyin was sleepy or not, he said, "Xiao Zhou, you are both academically and emotionally blossoming. How long have you two been together?"

Zhou Rui rolled his eyes and didn't respond, the older generation is like this, they like to talk about young people's feelings.

Seeing that Zhou Rui didn't speak, Han Ziyin lowered his head and continued eating noodles.

After sitting for a while, the two old men couldn't stand it any longer, and they finally broke up.

Dean Zhao: "Tomorrow, I will contact the Equipment Department early in the morning."

Mou Zhongyi: "Me too, I came early in the morning."

Zhou Rui stopped quickly: "You two should sleep and wake up naturally, the laboratory has been locked, it's not a few hours away."

After all, both of them are not young, so don't make any troubles.

Wu Huamin drove the two bosses off, and Zhou Rui said to the driver's cab when he was leaving, "Mr. Wu, I guess you are tired too, drive slowly on the road."

Wu Huamin nodded dejectedly, he will drive as slowly as possible so that he can delay the time to go home
Watching the car drive away slowly, Zhou Rui looked at his watch, it was four o'clock, and it was only a few hours before dawn.

This day is quite long.
(End of this chapter)