They did it!
The cries of joy were so beautiful.
At this moment, countless days and nights of hard work were given meaning by the flashing signal light. The doubts that came from the PPPL laboratory about their futile efforts were instantly dispelled.
Lu Zhou looked at the flashing signal light and slowly relaxed his clenched fists. He then clenched his fists again because of the excitement in his chest.
The experiment didn't end because of the cheers.
After the first success, there was a second, a third …
The helium-3 particles accelerated to the limit carried a huge amount of kinetic energy. They broke through the plasma and bombarded the tungsten-titanium alloy target material.
A series of data was collected and superimposed. The data was imported into the database in a fixed format, waiting for the theorist to sort it out.
Professor Lazerson looked at the image on the computer screen and patted Lu Zhou's arm.
On the other hand, Professor Brog was standing in the middle of the jubilant crowd. He stared at the data on the screen and didn't speak for a long time.
"What did I tell you before?" Professor Lazerson walked next to Brog and patted him on the shoulder. He grinned and said, "I told you, this idea is feasible! Now you believe me, right? "
Brog came back to his senses and coughed. He then said, "It's just an in-progress result, it's too early to say that."
"Yeah, yeah, it's just an in-progress result." Professor Lazerson smiled and said in a joking tone, "When I stand on the podium in Stockholm, don't be jealous of me."
"Wait until you get a call from the Nobel Prize."
Brog chased away Professor Lazerson and went silent for a while. He then walked toward Lu Zhou's direction.
He walked next to the young scholar and took a deep breath. He then spoke in an apologetic tone.
"For what I said just now … I have to apologize."
When Lu Zhou first heard Professor Brog's words, he was a little angry. However, when the helium-3 particle hit the target material, all of his bad mood was washed away by the joy of success.
"There's nothing to apologize for, you just did what you were supposed to do." Lu Zhou continued in a relaxed tone as he looked at the accumulating data on the computer screen, "Just like us, we are also doing what we are supposed to do."
"Thank you for your understanding … I sincerely wish you all the best in achieving even more astonishing results."
Director Brog gave Lu Zhou a grateful look before he turned around and left the laboratory. He didn't mention the dissolution of the research group again.
If the "He-3 atom probe technology" was introduced, the world's major plasma physics laboratories' understanding of high-temperature plasma would leap from "diagnosis" to "observation".
In terms of precision, the two were on completely different levels.
There was no doubt that this would be a "Nobel-level" discovery!
If he really cut off such a project, even if no one blamed him, he would definitely regret the mistake he made for the rest of his life …
…
In the evening, after eating dinner, Lu Zhou went to Lake Carnegie and jogged along the lakeside path as usual.
He was in a good mood as he ran. He couldn't help but speed up.
In the end, as he ran at full speed, he had completely turned into a wild horse that had escaped its reins.
It was as if only the cold wind blowing in his face could calm his emotions.
However, even though the system's drug improved his metabolic function, it didn't make him an athlete.
After sprinting along the lakeside path for less than five minutes, Lu Zhou stopped by a bench on the side of the road, panting. He grabbed the armrest and slowly sat down.
Sweat seeped out of his chest and back and stuck to his clothes. The cold wind gradually cooled him down.
Lu Zhou couldn't help but shiver from the cold, but it still couldn't extinguish the passion in his heart.
Molina, who was also jogging along the lakeside, noticed Lu Zhou sitting on the bench, panting. She gradually slowed down and stopped next to the bench.
"… Did something happen to you?" Molina looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"No, I feel great right now," Lu Zhou, who was panting with his hands on his knees, grinned, indicating that he was feeling great.
It was just that it was a little too good.
Molina looked at him like he was crazy. She didn't say anything and sat down on the other end of the bench.
She took out a bottle of mineral water from her sports belt and gracefully unscrewed the cap. She took a sip and looked at Lu Zhou, who was panting, and spoke in a casual tone.
"It's almost Christmas, what do you plan on doing?"
"I'll spend it in Princeton. My students proposed a party, and then …" After thinking for a long time, Lu Zhou couldn't think of a better arrangement. He said, "Then I'll go home and rest."
Molina looked at Lu Zhou speechlessly. She sighed and said, "A Christmas like this sounds really pitiful … Don't you plan on finding a girlfriend to spend it with?"
Was he trying to rub salt in the wound?
But it doesn't matter, Lu Zhou is used to it.
"Mathematics is hard enough, I'll think about finding a girlfriend when I'm free." Lu Zhou suddenly realized a very serious matter. He couldn't help but look at Molina and said, "I almost forgot, aren't you single? What gives you the right to talk about me? "
"I'm different, I'm a celibate. Relationships are a burden to me." She gently flicked her sweaty blonde hair. Her light blue eyes were filled with indifference as she said, "Also, like you said, mathematics is hard enough."
When Lu Zhou heard this, he was amused.
"But I don't see you doing a good job with mathematics."
Ever since they first met, Lu Zhou had gone from an undergraduate student to a professor. She, on the other hand, was still following her supervisor on the Hardy critical line of the Riemann conjecture. She hadn't even written her PhD thesis yet.
Of course, Lu Zhou wasn't gloating. Instead, he had tried to persuade her many times to choose a relatively simple goal.
Obviously, she had never heard of it before.
Molina paused for a second. When she snapped back to reality, she stared at him angrily.
She wanted to refute, but she realized that she didn't have the courage to do so. In the end, she could only grit her teeth and speak.
"Just you wait … I'll make you take back what you said at the IMO report in August!"
After uttering these harsh words, she stood up and ran away angrily.
"I'll wait for your good news."
Lu Zhou smiled and shook his head as he shouted at the figure that gradually disappeared on the lakeside road.
Look who's the one who's provoked?
But then again, if a little provocation can produce results, then a little provocation is good.
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