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Chapter 1274

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Around 15 o 'clock in the afternoon.

For most parts of China, three o 'clock in the afternoon was still far away from night. However, for the city of Stockholm, located in Northern Europe, it had already entered a long winter night.

The snow flying in the sky was like a furnace, swallowing everything in the world. In the rolling silver flames, everything was smelted into silver. Only a few sporadic lights from street lamps and windows outlined the outline of the street.

However, the heavy snow did not cool people's enthusiasm.

On the street not far from the Blue Palace, people were wearing thick down jackets and holding handmade lanterns in their hands. It was as if they were watching the red brick and black tile castle not far away with a faint light.

The reporter lady stood in front of the camera, holding a microphone with the CTV logo in her hand. She spoke in an excited tone.

"The street I am standing on is Åst Bergs Street, not far from the Blue Palace. Standing behind me are local Chinese residents. Some of them are from nearby communities, some are from cities 100 kilometers away. The hotels nearby are fully booked … They are holding paper lanterns in their hands and spontaneously gathered here. Let's interview them … "

Through the snow-covered street, the reporter came to one of the Chinese people holding a lantern.

"Sir, may I interview you now?"

"Yes, yes! No problem! "

The man in his forties, wearing a down jacket, looked quite excited as he looked at the CTV logo on the microphone. He waved at the camera behind her.

"How are you feeling right now?"

As he spoke, the reporter pointed the microphone in his hand over.

The man in the down jacket looked at the microphone and yelled at the top of his lungs. He was afraid that his voice was too low to be heard.

"Excited! Excited! Happy! "

"Can I interview you? What makes you feel so excited, excited, and happy in this cold winter?"

The man spoke with a smile.

"There is no other reason! I'm happy to see our scientists so awesome! "

Behind the curtain wall formed by wind and snow.

The Blue Palace that stood by the lake flickered with the flames of ascension. It was like a torch in the dark night, capturing all the gazes of hope.

The entrance of the Blue Hall had been surrounded by reporters from all over the world. They were carrying cameras in their hands, like hunters waiting for an opportunity in the dark. They were just waiting for the moment when the door was pushed open in an hour. They were waiting for the moment when the figure appeared in the lens. Then, they would press the shutter in their hands and record this historic moment.

At the same time, in the spacious hall, a symphony orchestra of dozens of people was playing music to open the curtains.

Lu Bangguo, who was sitting in the special seat and looking at the crowded venue, was a little nervous. He couldn't help but whisper to his wife sitting next to him.

"Do you think our Zhou 'er would be nervous?"

Before Fang Mei could say anything, Xiao Tong, who was sitting next to her, heard it and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Dad, what are you thinking about? I don't think the awards he has won can be hung on two walls, right? "

Fang Mei smiled and gently patted Xiao Tong's little hand.

"Your dad can't change his mind. Don't look at him sitting in the Blue Hall. It's the same as sitting at his son's opening ceremony or class meeting."

"What are you talking about, I'm just worried about my son. Aren't you worried about your son?" Lu Bangguo blushed and glared at Fang Mei. He then looked at Xiao Tong and said condescendingly, "If you don't understand, you'll understand when you have a son!"

Xiao Tong stuck out his tongue and made a face.

"Psh! Seeing that my brother has no hope, you're squeezing me, right? "

"What do you mean squeezing? Is there a problem with your dad worrying about your marriage? You've been out for so long, and you still haven't found a partner. "

"I'm not interested. Plus, I'm busy every day. I don't have time to date."

"… Wait, I heard that the life of an international student should be very colorful."

Xiao Tong couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard his dad's words.

"There's a big difference between international students. Not everyone is there to enjoy life. What's more, it's Princeton, a small village far away from the big cities. Plus, half of the world's weirdos are gathered there, and everyone is doing their own thing … Forget it, you won't understand even if I explain it to you. Anyway, you won't have these kinds of thoughts there. "

"No wonder …" Lu Bangguo rubbed his chin and said to himself, "No wonder he hasn't found a partner, it's because of the environment."

Xiao Tong: "… Uh, I think my brother is one of the weirdos."

The sound of the symphony became more and more passionate, and the conductor waved the baton faster and faster in his hand. The atmosphere in the audience became more and more intense.

"The last person to win the Nobel Prize in Physics and the Nobel Prize in Chemistry was Madame Curie." Edward Witten, who was wearing a long trench coat, looked at the symphony on stage with a trace of envy in his eyes. He said emotionally, "I didn't expect such a great person to appear next to us."

Witten had been obsessed with the Nobel Prize in Physics for a long time. This was almost an open secret in the physics community. However, it was impossible for the Nobel Committee to award him this prize just because of his academic prestige. This was because both m-theory and string theory had yet to be proven.

At least for the Nobel Prize in Physics, they wouldn't easily compromise.

"Yeah."

Witten looked at Professor Deligné, who was standing next to him, and joked.

"Your favorite student has received such an honor, and you only have the word 'yes' in your mind?"

"I don't study physics and chemistry. I don't have anything else to say." After a moment of silence, Professor Deligné continued, "But I admit that when I sent him the offer, I really didn't expect that his knowledge would bring such a big change to the world."

A trace of gratification appeared in the bald old man's eyes as he looked at the stage. Suddenly, he smiled.

"It's quite interesting to say that the Bourbaki school of thought has always advocated the purity of mathematics. They think that mathematics should only serve mathematics. But from his body, I see a trace of a different change. "

"Not only can mathematics change mathematics, but it can even change the world.

"I still remember him saying that."

"And he wasn't just saying it."

The symphony was over.

The chairman of the Nobel Foundation stood in front of the stage. He faced the audience and announced the opening speech of the Nobel Prize award ceremony.

Then, Mats Larsson, the chairman of the Nobel Prize Committee in Physics, walked to the front of the stage.

The old man with gold-rimmed glasses gently pushed his glasses up and reached out to hold the microphone. He spoke in a steady and solemn voice.

"For a long time, we knew very little about the higher-dimensional world.

"Until a tiny speck of dust broke into all of our field of vision."

The venue quieted down.

Everyone stared at the stage, quietly waiting for the old man to continue.

"… It is so small that almost everyone, including you and me, who are sitting here … we have all missed it."

"But fortunately, everything changed for the better."

"The establishment of the Lunar Hadron Collider, the birth of a new physics research system, all of this was because of a great man who didn't give up. All of us took a big step forward and reached a field that no one had ever set foot in before.

"And it has been proven that there are no coincidences in nature.

"Behind all seemingly incomprehensible phenomena, there is an inevitable reason.

"Fortunately, he didn't give up."

It was like he was telling a distant legend. The old man's voice had a special appeal, making people couldn't help but feel awe. Suddenly, the old man raised his voice. His voice was solemn and high-spirited.

"I announce on behalf of the Nobel Prize Committee in Physics.

"The winner of the 2023 Nobel Prize in Physics is …

"Lu Zhou!"

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