Lu Zhou turned off his email and sat up from his bed. He sent a video call request to Connie, who was at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.
Even though he could guess what the email was about, he couldn't help but confirm it.
"What succeeded?"
"Your guess is correct. Through continuous experiments, we successfully discovered that the twisted bilayer graphene can achieve superconductivity at 1.7 Kelvin! Unbelievable! " Connie said in an amazed tone, "Professor, you're a god!"
At the same time, Connie also sighed in his heart.
Maybe …
Maybe this is the so-called "scientific intuition" of a big name?
Lu Zhou looked at Connie's face and coughed. "I was just spouting nonsense, there's no scientific basis."
Connie shook his head and said, "No, Professor, intuition doesn't need any scientific basis. Some people are born with the ability to communicate with God, there's no special reason for this."
He paused for a second and said, "We will publish the thesis in Nature. Professor Herrero said he will send you an email tomorrow. As for now, we're about to go to a bar and drink until we puke. Unfortunately, you're not here, so I'll have to drink your share too. "
Lu Zhou: "… Have fun."
"Of course." Connie smiled and said, "We spent the entire Christmas in the laboratory! We spent the entire Christmas in the laboratory! Thank God, it's finally done! "
This research was a collaboration between the Sarrot Research Institute and the Pablo Jarillo-Herrero research group. The Sarrot Research Institute and the Jinling Institute of Computational Materials also shared many of the research tasks, which was why the thesis was completed so quickly.
Even though this research itself wouldn't result in any patents, when Lu Zhou heard the news, he was still very excited.
The possibility of superconductivity of carbon nanomaterials was confirmed, which would provide a new research idea for superconducting materials.
Also, compared to alloy materials and compound materials, carbon nanomaterials had great plasticity in space, which meant that there would be more research options for superconducting materials.
This was a small step toward "room-temperature superconductivity" and a small step toward controllable nuclear fusion …
…
Lu Zhou rested for the night.
The next day, Lu Zhou slept until nine o 'clock.
After washing up, he sat in the restaurant and ate a bowl of rice noodles. Just as he was thinking about what to do during the day, a young and beautiful waitress walked over.
"Mr. Lu, someone's looking for you."
"Who?"
"He didn't reveal his identity. He only said that Chief Ma asked him to come. I asked him to wait for you in the hotel lobby. If it's convenient for you now, I can call him for you. "
"Don't bother." Lu Zhou put down the spoon in his hand and stood up. He said, "I'm going out for a walk anyway. I'll go with you."
"Alright, Mr. Lu," the waitress said politely.
Although this place had everything and was like a high-end sanatorium, it was quite boring to stay here until the 8th.
Shuimu and Yan University were nearby, so it would be a pity not to visit them.
In the hotel lobby, Lu Zhou met the person who was said to be sent by Director Ma to find him.
As soon as they met, Lu Zhou felt a special aura from this person.
He didn't know how to describe this aura, but he felt like he was a plainclothes cop in a police movie. He looked ordinary, but his aura told him that he was from the military.
After the man saw Lu Zhou, he stood up and reached out his right hand. He then said politely, "Hello, Professor Lu, my name is Wang Peng, I'm a driver for the Organization Department. If you need a car, just let me know. "
A driver for me?
Is this a big deal?
Lu Zhou looked at this guy named Wang Peng and shook his hand.
"Thank you, Brother Wang."
Hearing this form of address, Wang Peng hurriedly declined, "Brother Wang, I don't deserve it. If the leader hears this, he will criticize me. You can just call me Xiao Wang."
"How can I do that? You're obviously older than me, call me Wang — "Lu Zhou suddenly went silent for a second and said," I'll listen to you. "
Wang Peng sighed in relief and said, "Thank you for cooperating with me. Are you going out now?"
Lu Zhou: "I'm just going for a walk, don't worry about me."
"Okay, this is my contact information. If you need to pick me up or if you encounter any trouble that you can't solve, you can contact me." As he spoke, Wang Peng took out a simple business card from his pocket.
There was no name on the card, only a phone number.
Lu Zhou took the business card and looked at him in surprise. "You know mathematics?"
Wang Peng was stunned. He coughed awkwardly and said, "This … The trouble I'm talking about doesn't include the trouble of research. I'm sorry, my abilities are limited … "
…
After Lu Zhou left the hotel, he looked at the map on his phone and walked.
He didn't walk far before he saw the campus of Shuimu University.
Because it was the New Year's Day holiday, Shuimu University was one of the sacred academic grounds in the eyes of the Chinese. There were a lot of tourists outside the school gate, and there was even a "scalper" industry.
However, maybe it was because someone had told the security guard about it, or maybe it was for some other reason, but the security guard seemed to recognize Lu Zhou.
Other people were required to pass through the gate with a campus card, but when Lu Zhou walked over, no one asked him for it. They just let him in.
Lu Zhou walked along the asphalt road for a while and thought about where to visit. He decided to visit the Qiu Chengtong Mathematics Center first.
Ever since Old Qiu became famous, he had always cared about China. While he was a tenured mathematics professor at Harvard University, he was also the director of the Institute of Mathematical Sciences at Shuimu University and the director of the Qiu Chengtong Mathematics Center at the Chinese University of Hong Kong.
As for the mathematics center at Shuimu University, Old Qiu once said that he wanted to use Harvard's teaching philosophy to make it the mathematics center of Asia. Although it seemed like there was still a long way to go, Old Qiu's many years of teaching and research experience at Harvard meant that there was still a lot to learn.
Even though Old Qiu wasn't in Beijing right now, that didn't stop Lu Zhou from visiting.
Lu Zhou had been trying to bring Princeton's experience back to Jinling and build China's version of the Princeton Institute of Technology. He still had a lot to learn from his predecessors.
Lu Zhou reached out his hand and stopped a tall boy passing by.
"Hey, how do I get to the Qiu Chengtong Mathematics Center?"
The tall boy looked at Lu Zhou and felt like he had seen Lu Zhou before, but he couldn't remember where he had seen Lu Zhou before.
"It's near Jinchun Garden. You can ride a public bike all the way south and you'll see it soon."
Lu Zhou: "Oh, thanks."
The tall boy: "You're welcome, are you a new student?"
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "No, I'm just here for a walk … Hey, what do you do?"
The tall boy pushed his glasses and said, "Me? I'm a postdoc at the Materials Research Institute. "
Lu Zhou's eyes lit up and he smiled as he asked, "Oh? What kind of research do you do? "
"Carbon nanomaterials and polymers …" The tall boy suddenly became vigilant. He stared at Lu Zhou and asked, "Why are you asking about this?"
"No, I just want to …" Lu Zhou looked around and said, "Ask about someone."
The tall boy: "Who?"
Lu Zhou: "Professor Sun Hongbiao."
He only knew one old professor from Shuimu University who was in the field of polymers.
Also, he had a deep impression of him.
"Professor Sun?" The tall boy was stunned when he heard this name. He then said, "My supervisor! Wait a minute, didn't you plan on going to the Qiu Chengtong Mathematics Center? Who the hell are you?! "
Lu Zhou looked at the distrust on this guy's face and coughed. He then reached out his right hand and said, "Nice to meet you, I'm Lu Zhou."
"Lou Fan … The f * ck?! Lu Zhou?! Are you really Lu Zhou? "Lou Fan stared at Lu Zhou with his eyes wide open. He finally understood why this person looked so familiar.
"That's right, you're right," said Lu Zhou as he cleared his throat. He then threw an olive branch at Professor Sun and said, "Bro, are you interested in working in Jinling? Our Ancient Capital of the Six Dynasties is a place blessed with outstanding people. Doing experiments comes with a Luck Buff, and the housing prices are cheaper than here, and — "
Before Lu Zhou had time to talk about the specific conditions, a loud voice came from the side.
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