Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

On the third day that Syracuse University's report was called back, Academician Lu's report meeting was held as scheduled.

The acceptors sent by LHCb sat in the first row, quietly waiting for the start of the report.

At the same time, the research team on the snow field was also at the scene, sitting on the side of the corridor on the right-hand side of the venue.

There was a notebook on the table, and Carrera held the paper in her hand, staring at the podium.

When she saw the man walking up to the podium, a smile flickered into the corner of her mouth.

well.

She thought he had persuaded.

Unexpectedly, there is still a little guts.

The PPT started showing.

Not paying attention to the special sight, Lu Zhou simply tried the microphone and began to speak.

The same is a thirty-minute speech.

The last ten to fifteen minutes are questions.

After briefing the work of the past month, Lu Zhou looked at the audience below the podium.

"This is the basic situation. The data of the B1 partition is confirmed to be normal, and the Dalitz chart is on the PPT. Is there any problem?"

There was silence under the stage.

No one asked.

To be precise, some people want to ask questions, but they can't find any points that can be difficult.

Looking at the direction of Syracuse University's research team, Lu Zhou originally thought that they would stand up and make themselves difficult, but did not expect that what he expected did not happen.

No, he is not incomprehensible.

After all, this kind of inspection work does not require any innovative methods, and even the results are known to everyone. There must be no problem with the data of the B1 partition. The pentaquark state will definitely be found ...

Therefore, it is almost impossible to pick a fault theoretically.

Even if you want to deliberately stab it, you can only pick faults from the data.

Yesterday he deliberately spent a whole day, and Brother Yan and his colleagues had checked the work of this month from beginning to end, and confirmed that no problems were found.

No problem was found in this way, Lu Zhou really didn't believe it, and they could pick it up.

...

Waited quietly for five minutes, no one raised his hand to speak.

The LHCb acceptance person came to the podium, made a brief summary of the report, thanked the researchers who participated in the project routinely, and announced the acceptance.

This paper will be included in the archives of the LHCb project as a research result.

With the end of the lecture, people in the venue began to leave the venue one after another.

There was only one person sitting there motionless.

"This is impossible……"

Staring at the dissertation, Carrera's eyes widened with incredible expression.

The questioning session is long over.

LHCb has announced its acceptance, and the facts are irrevocable.

But she couldn't believe it, she couldn't find a mistake.

"There must be something wrong, but we haven't found it yet ..." Gritting his teeth, Carrera stared at the data on the a4 paper, checked it over and over again with the help of a computer, trying to find a loophole in it.

However, the problem is far more difficult than she imagined.

Instead of finding out even a small loophole in her thesis, she couldn't help but applaud the rigorous logic in her opponent's thesis ...

This was purely a subconscious reaction of a researcher.

Because the other party's thesis was indeed so rigorous that she couldn't pick out any problems.

While she was still sitting there, while a person was drilling the tip of a horn, the doctor from the same research team came over.

"Forget it, Carrera, I understand your mood very well, but ... you want to pick out his fault mathematically, it is impossible."

His name is Nelson, and he is a doctoral student with Professor Brunos. His research direction is mathematical physics. The calculation of this piece of work was done by him and Carrera.

Although knowing that the matter is a foregone conclusion, the paper has been included in the LHCb, but considering that his work in the past month has become a test of the other party's results, Carrera is still reconciled.

Continued turning the paper, she asked without asking, "Why?"

Nelson sighed. "Who do you think the intern is?"

Carrera said casually, "An Asian, so what?"

Nelson shook his head: "No, I don't mean he is Asian ... Lu Zhou, don't you think the name is familiar?"

"Familiar?" The nib of the calculation on A4 paper stopped, and Carrera frowned.

"Well, it seems you don't care about mathematics at all," Nelson shrugged, and continued. "Just at the beginning of this year, he proved the twin prime conjecture. Many people say that the winner of this year's Cole number theory award has nothing. No suspense, this is the one. And it ’s not just the Cole Award in 15 years this year, or even the Fields Award in 18 years. At least he can be nominated for his achievements ... So your opponent is one Candidate for the Fields Award, do you really think we have a chance of winning? "

If it is another project, such as doing a full-spectrum analysis, such as collecting resonance state data in a laboratory, he will definitely not put an intern in his eyes.

But this test of the data ...

Once the guy was familiar with the whole process and showed his mathematical strength, they had no chance of winning.

After all, that guy who even gave Princeton's monsters a thumbs up.

Looking at Carrera, who was silent, Nelson comforted.

"Look at the point. Winning or losing is not that important. After a long time in this industry, you will find that there are really many geniuses in this world. Would you like to have a drink together?"

"... I still can't accept it."

"You're in trouble."

Nelson shook his head and turned away.

...

Hellfire Bar.

Heavy metal music struck the eardrum of the landing boat, and the colorful lights shook his eyes.

If he knew in advance that it was so noisy here, Lu Zhou would definitely not cross this door to hell. Because he obviously felt that his fatigue had not been alleviated, but had been aggravated.

But all came, and it was not good to turn around and leave.

After all, he promised to ask Brother Luo to have a drink.

As a thank you for that last time.

"A glass of Gibson, give him a glass, thank you."

Expertly ordering from the bartender behind the bar, Brother Luo continued to hum with Lu Zhou.

Unlike Lu Zhou, he only came here about half a month ago. However, because the boss often runs here, he has been here many times before, so he is quite familiar with everything here.

"... CERN is like a university. Everything that a university should have is basically there, but what it doesn't have is more or less here."

Looking at the bartender shaking the dice behind the bar, Lu Zhou asked casually: "For example?"

Brother Luo grinned: "For example, in various clubs, there are even two famous bands in the local area. But I have come here several times and have missed their performance perfectly. But this time I should not miss it ~ www .readwn.com ~ Why? "

"Because they will do it the night of the experiment."

While talking, two glasses of crystal clear Gibson were on the table.

Looking at the colorless and transparent liquid with small bubbles, Lu Zhou reached out and picked up the glass, and looked at it in doubt.

Liquor?

He reached for his lips and took a sip.

then……

Almost didn't choke him.

"Ahem—!"

With a severe cough, Lu Zhou rested the cup on the table.

MMP? !!

What the hell?