Sometimes, things were just so coincidental.
If Lu Zhou knew what Chairman Swift was thinking at this moment, he would probably gladly accept the nomination from the International Union of Materials Research Societies and participate in the selection of the Union's Annual Award.
Honor was secondary to him.
If he could make a small contribution to the peace, stability, and cooperation between the two countries for the next ten or even twenty years, he did not recommend visiting North America.
After all, compared to the vast universe, the benefits on Earth were too insignificant.
Also, Lu Zhou hadn't been back to Princeton for a long time, and he missed his old friends.
Unfortunately, the International Union of Materials Research Societies did not hint at this in the nomination email.
Therefore, when Assistant Zhao brought the email to Lu Zhou, he just glanced at it and spoke.
"Write a reply letter for me, reject it."
Zhao Huan thought she heard wrong. She was stunned and looked at Lu Zhou in disbelief.
"Reject it?"
Lu Zhou: "Yeah."
Zhao Huan looked at Lu Zhou and said, "But … But this is a nomination letter from the International Union of Materials Research Societies. The Union's Annual Award should be quite important, right?"
This was an award with a US $100,000 prize.
Although Zhao Huan knew that her boss was not short of money, she still felt a little distressed for him.
Lu Zhou replied casually, "Because it's important, I hope they can consider more young scholars."
Although this Union's Annual Award was also quite a valuable award, it was still far worse than the Nobel Prize. Even if he won another Nobel Prize, it wouldn't make much sense, let alone an annual award from the Union.
At this moment, Lu Zhou suddenly noticed Zhao Huan's awkward expression. He immediately understood what she was worried about, and a hint of realization appeared on his face.
"Okay then, I'll write the reply myself. I won't bother you."
Hearing this, although Zhao Huan still felt pity for him, she still heaved a sigh of relief.
After all, it was such a critical thing. If there was a problem and she didn't fully express Academician Lu's meaning, then she would have to take the blame.
Lu Zhou asked Zhao Huan to prepare for his class. He then turned on his computer and logged into his office email. He began to write a reply to the International Union of Materials Research Societies.
In about two or three lines, Lu Zhou briefly thanked the International Union of Materials Research Societies for his nomination. He then politely and euphemistically expressed his intention to withdraw from the annual award …
"The implicit density functional method is a computational materials theory that I accidentally summarized when I was studying carbon materials. I didn't expect to win any honor with it … Of course, I don't have any now.
"Just like I said in the interview before, compared to people like me who have lost their desire for honor and money and only hope to uncover more mysteries of the universe in their lifetime, giving me this kind of award has lost its meaning."
"I will find someone to do the report on the implicit functional density theory, but forget about the medal. I hope you can consider more young people who have more potential than me and need more recognition."
"They need these honors more than I do, and their careers need support!"
Lu Zhou typed in the last punctuation and checked the email from beginning to end. He made sure that there were no errors in the message before he pressed the send button.
He thought for a bit, took out his phone, and opened his contact list. He then called his little student.
"Hello."
"Hello?"
The other end of the phone was quiet, and Han Mengqi's voice was also very quiet. It seemed like she was in the library or something similar.
"What are you doing?"
"Studying in the library … Why?"
Lu Zhou was spinning a pen in his hand. He leaned back in his office chair and said, "Yeah, I have something to ask of you. Do you have any plans?"
"Huh? Plans, no, why — "
The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly sounded a little panicked. However, even though Lu Zhou felt strange, he didn't think much about it.
He then said, "There's a computational materials science report. If you're interested, can you go for me?"
"A report on computational materials science?"
The moment Han Mengqi heard this request, she paused for a second. Her restless heart finally calmed down, but she couldn't help but frown.
"It's not a problem … But I've already switched to pure mathematics research, right? I haven't touched computational materials science in a long time … "
"It's fine, there's no conflict. Also, you can review the knowledge you learned before. It would be a shame to forget everything I taught you." Lu Zhou smiled and said, "You have more than a month to prepare. If there's anything you don't know, you can ask me. Ah, but it's up to you. If you really don't want to, then forget it. "
Even though he was a mentor, Lu Zhou rarely regarded himself as a mentor. Most of the time, he communicated with his students in a negotiating tone.
If Han Mengqi really wasn't interested, he wouldn't force her. Even though it was a pity that she had to make a name for herself on the international stage, he still had to respect her personal choice.
Han Mengqi seemed to be worried about something. After struggling for a while, she sighed.
"Okay then … I'll give it a try."
Recently, she had been researching the transcendence problem of the Riemann zeta function at odd positive integer points. This was also the doctoral project that Lu Zhou gave her when she was studying under Lu Zhou.
However, the difficulty of this project was just like its name. Even though it wasn't as crazy as the Riemann conjecture, it wasn't easy to solve.
At that time, they had agreed that as long as she could make any significant progress in this area of research, she would be allowed to receive her doctorate from him.
If she couldn't complete this task, she would never graduate from Lu Zhou. Even though she was Chen Yushan's cousin, Lu Zhou would never go easy on her.
Of course, Lu Zhou also gave her a way out, which was to continue her research in computational materials science.
However, Han Mengqi had never considered this option, nor did she plan on considering it.
Now that her research had reached a dead end, it would be good to go out and relax …
Han Mengqi continued to speak.
"Is it convenient for me to ask where we are going to do the report?"
Lu Zhou said with a hearty smile, "It should be in Boston. This academic report is at the International Union of Materials Research Societies' April conference. I'll send you the information about the conference. Don't worry about the travel expenses, first-class tickets and five-star hotels will be fully reimbursed. Remember to have fun. If you meet any of my old friends, remember to say hi to them for me. "
Han Mengqi: "…"
International Union of Materials Research Societies …
She didn't expect it to be such an important conference.
She suddenly regretted agreeing so hastily.
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