It was a shame that he couldn't continue to work alongside Lu Zhou in the aerospace field. But for Hou Guang, it was during Chief Designer Lu Zhou's absence that he truly felt like he had grown.
This growth wasn't just limited to academic ability, but it was also in his academic leadership and management skills.
In the past, Lu Zhou did all of these things himself.
Chief Designer Lu, who led the Chinese controllable fusion project, was very experienced in this area.
However, this experience couldn't be directly passed on to others through training; it could only be learned through practice.
Sometimes, Hou Guang couldn't help but think that maybe because of this, Lu Zhou chose to retreat from the front line in order to give himself room to grow.
Every time Hou Guang thought about this, he couldn't help but cry.
In the academic world, people who had such noble sentiments and were willing to give opportunities to those who needed them were rarer than pandas.
However, if Academician Wang Zengguang, the chief engineer of the China National Nuclear Corporation, who worked with Lu Zhou on the controllable nuclear fusion project, knew what Hou Guang was thinking, he would probably laugh his head off.
Does that guy have this kind of sentiments?
Maybe he does.
But it's definitely not the main reason!
Other than his lack of interest in power, the most fundamental reason was probably laziness.
Anyone who knew Lu Zhou knew that he never stayed in one field for too long. Even his favorite field, mathematics, was his field of research. When he reached a point where he had no rivals or room for improvement, he would immediately jump out of his comfort zone and create even greater miracles in a new field.
When Lu Zhou retired as the chief designer of the nuclear fusion project, what did he write in the letter to the Communist Party of China?
Putting aside the euphemisms, there were only two core ideas.
I already created controllable nuclear fusion, I'm going to change my research topic.
Being a chief designer is so f * cking tiring, hurry up and send someone to manage me …
…
"Achoo!"
On the highway.
Lu Zhou was sitting in the back of the car, looking at the scenery. He suddenly sneezed without any warning.
Wang Peng, who was driving in the front, glanced at the rearview mirror and asked.
"Is the air conditioner on low?"
"No, no, this temperature is fine …" Lu Zhou rubbed his nose and muttered, "Who's thinking about how handsome I am?" He then placed his attention back on the thesis on his lap.
This was the thesis that Luo Wenxuan showed him last week.
The only difference was that although it was the same content, it wasn't given to him by the same person.
In fact, Lu Zhou originally didn't want to look at this thing. Just from the abstract, he could see that this kind of theoretical conjecture that didn't have any basis could not solve the existing problems, nor could it provide a complete physical explanation for the unknown phenomenon. There was no research value at all.
However, he did not expect this guy to actually submit his thesis to PRL. What was even more unexpected was that PRL had actually sent him an invitation to review the manuscript, asking him to help review it.
Because of the double-blind principle, Luo Wenxuan probably didn't expect his thesis to be sent to his junior.
In the end, Lu Zhou accepted PRL's invitation to review the thesis. He printed out the thesis and brought it with him. As for why he was on the highway, it was obviously because he was going home for Chinese New Year.
Actually, strictly speaking, there was still one or two weeks until Chinese New Year. According to his original plan, Lu Zhou planned on staying for a few days before Chinese New Year.
But these days, people often came to his office. Some asked about his results, some gave him gifts. In short, they were all people with crooked ideas, which annoyed him greatly.
Even though this happened in previous years, this year, because the exam schedule was compressed to the end of the year, the people who came looking for him were all gathered together.
In addition, there were also some faculty members who came to him for the year-end reports and all kinds of other things, hoping to ask him to do something for them. The large office could no longer accommodate a quiet desk.
After Lu Zhou gave He Changwen the task of grading papers, he decided to go home early for Chinese New Year.
As for why he was driving back …
It was more convenient to have a car during Chinese New Year.
Actually, he originally wanted to drive a sports car back, but the tight space was not suitable for long-distance driving. Therefore, he followed Wang Peng's suggestion and changed to the black Hongqi car that the state gave him.
It was also a custom-made model, but this model had more space in the back and was more comfortable. He could even lie down when he was tired. It was perfect for long-distance driving. As for the Purple Electric Max sports car, other than using it to show off, long-distance driving was really torture.
Lu Zhou knew this in his heart.
"He has a deep understanding of Minkowski space theory, but his mathematical skills are a bit lacking … Is this guy really Witten's student?"
It wasn't just a problem of calculation, but the most fundamental problem was logical self-consistency.
For the field of theoretical physics, mathematics was important, but it wasn't decisive.
For some scholars who only knew how to use basic mathematical tools, they could also create new theories. For example, Frank Wilczek, who worked with Lu Zhou for a short period of time. His theoretical research in the field of quark particles didn't use advanced mathematical theories.
After all, physicists like Witten, who could invent their own mathematical tools and win Fields Prizes, were in the minority.
Obviously, the mistake in Luo Wenxuan's thesis wasn't just in the calculation, but also in the most fundamental self-consistency. It would be a coincidence if this kind of manuscript submitted in a moment of hot-headedness could be accepted.
Lu Zhou smiled and shook his head. He then wrote a comment at the end of the thesis with a ballpoint pen.
[Rejected.]
Thought about it?
No way.
Forget about the problems with the thesis itself …
Since I said that, I can't just let him eat the table, right?
Lu Zhou threw the thesis aside and looked at the scenery outside the car window. He suddenly spoke.
He then suddenly asked, "Where are we?"
Wang Peng, who was holding the steering wheel, spoke.
"We're 10 kilometers away from Jiangcheng."
Lu Zhou nodded and suddenly remembered something.
"Speaking of which, the Hubei semiconductor industrial base, the fifth largest semiconductor industrial group, is located in the suburbs of Jiangcheng?"
Wang Peng paused for a second. He didn't know why Lu Zhou was talking about this.
However, because of his work, he knew some inside information, so he still nodded.
"Yeah … It's in the eastern suburbs of Jiangcheng."
In the eastern suburbs of Jiangcheng?
The legendary center of the universe …
Lu Zhou thought about the semiconductor industry cluster and remembered that Chen Yushan told him about the carbon-based semiconductor research base jointly established by Huawei and Chen Yushan.
"Let's go check it out."
"Okay."
Even though he was surprised by Lu Zhou's decision, Wang Peng didn't waste any time. He skillfully turned the steering wheel and drove toward the highway exit.
He had been driving for Lu Zhou for many years, so he was quite familiar with this guy's personality.
Lu Zhou's personality had become the norm.
This was the case in both his personal life and his research.
Just like this time, Lu Zhou only told him before he left, and he didn't make any arrangements in advance.
He was an excellent driver, so he was used to this.
However, even though Wang Peng was used to it, some people weren't …
At the exit of the Jiangling Expressway, more than two hundred kilometers away from Jiangcheng, a group of people were waiting in the cold wind, shivering …
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