A few scattered numbers were written very casually.
Written in one go with flowing clouds and flowing water. The momentum between strokes faintly revealed a killing aura.
Jiang Fuli looked at the words in a daze for a while before continuing to look at the data.
If the first three sets of data were chaotic, there was a pattern to be found starting from the fourth set.
Jiang Fuli recognized at a glance that it was vortex collision data.
He wasn’t very interested in fluid dynamics, so he scanned through all the data and then took out his phone to take pictures.
He sent it to someone.
Academician Ma: ?I need to calculate 5000 Gaussian boson samplings. I’m busy.?
Academician Ma: ?Of course, if you are willing to switch to study quantum mechanics, I think I would have some time.?
Obviously the other party didn’t look at the content carefully and rejected him ruthlessly.
Jiang Fuli was not in a hurry.
Ten minutes later.
The phone rang.
Jiang Fuli’s eyes were shallow. He wore half-frame glasses on his nose. There were no extra stools prepared in the lab for breaks, and the test bench was not suitable for operating while sitting either.
He supported himself with one hand on the table and the other holding the mouse. He bent over and carefully drew the quality and action map of WIMPs.
He didn’t answer.
The phone stopped after a while and rang again quickly.
Jiang Fuli reached out and picked up the phone, pressed answer.
“I felt earlier they didn’t have good intentions leaving Jiang He to you. You’re still a child yourself. How can you raise Jiang He?” Academician Ma’s voice came from the other end. There were several team members discussing something over there.
He had never been polite with Jiang Fuli. His mind turned and he spoke bluntly, “Why don’t you give Jiang He to me and let me foster him on your behalf.”
Academician Ma knew who was around Jiang Fuli.
So he guessed this set of data came from Jiang He.
“It’s a set of data done by Jiang He and his friend. The two of them are very sensitive to data,” Jiang Fuli’s phoenix eyes drooped slightly. He didn’t do much research on fluid dynamics.
But one’s talent and inspiration could not be hidden.
So he didn’t think Jiang He and Bailian’s understanding of physics was superficial.
After all, even the mathematical genius Maxwell, when he transferred to study physics at the time, trying to research electricity and magnetism, was also neglected. The physics masters of that era didn’t care about Maxwell either.
On the phone.
Jiangjing University.
Academician Ma hung up the phone. Holding the data, he was worried about it as he walked out of the office. He went downstairs while instructing his assistant, “We are benchmarking the school in Xiangcheng this year right? Help me check out someone.”
The assistant recorded this in the schedule.
Almost everyone in the school knew Academician Ma. Seeing him leave the office, the male student who happened to pass by the experimental building excitedly took a picture, then grabbed his companion’s arm, unable to restrain himself, “Shaokai, that’s Academician Ma! Did you see, did you see! My teacher once had the honor of being in Academician Ma’s research group!”
**
Meanwhile when Bailian got off the bus she saw Ma Kun squatting at the bus stop waiting for her.
Seeing her, Ma Kun immediately put out his cigarette under his foot.
Then he picked up the cigarette butt and threw it in the trash can.
“Sis,” Ma Kun attentively handed her an invitation card, “Sis, this is an invitation to Baihu Auction House.”
“I’m not going.”
“The Godfather said it’s yours if he gave it to you. If you don’t want it, you can sell it,” Ma Kun scratched the back of his head, “It’s selling high on the black market now.”
“Then help me list it on the black market.” Bailian held out her hand to take the red invitation card printed with Baihu and casually put it in her backpack.
“Okay, sis.”
The two went to the small shop one after the other. Bailian bought a bottle of water, scanned the QR code and went back.
Seeing Bailian call the shop owner uncle, Ma Kun reacted swiftly. He bought a pack of cigarettes and helped the shop owner carry the goods piled outside back in.
The person watching from the dark was looking heavy. He marked the shop owner’s name with a star.
Bailian and Jiang He happily read books and studied in the library on Saturday.
Sunday.
Jiang He was listlessly sitting on the carpet.
He slowly played with a Rubik’s cube in his hand.
Jiang Fuli came downstairs buttoning his collar with one hand and holding a laptop in the other. He slowly walked to Jiang He’s side. He lowered his head, his posture somewhat lazy. His voice was calm, “Didn’t change your clothes?”
Jiang He was supposed to go to the library today in normal circumstances.
Jiang He ignored him.
Jiang Fuli buttoned up his collar and put the laptop on the table next to him. He calmly asked, “Do you know when my vortex generator could break down a bit?”
“Sister Bai went to Beicheng to transfer her household registration,” Jiang He looked up and slowly said.
Beicheng?
Jiang Fuli nodded.
Then he reached out and took the half twisted Rubik’s cube that Jiang He was struggling with. He quickly restored it and gave it back to Jiang He. “Really stupid.” He politely said, then picked up his mask and laptop to leave again.
Ming Donghua stood there, expressionlessly watching.
Jiang He: “…”
Feeling depressed, he messed up the Rubik’s cube again, turned on his watch and sent Bailian a message–
?,?
Bailian was already on the train. The household registration transfer certificate had been processed on the Xiangcheng side. The household deregistration certificate still needed to be processed in Beicheng.
Beicheng was far away, and Xiangcheng only had trains. A round trip took a whole day.
It required working days to process household registration. So she went a day in advance. She could get the certificate first thing tomorrow morning and come back directly.
Ji Shaojun went with her. They were seated together.
The train ride would take nearly twelve hours. Bailian had brought an exam question bank of physics with her.
As soon as she got on the train, she started doing questions buried in her book.
There was a middle-aged couple and an old man sitting across from them. Seeing Bailian doing questions, they lowered their voices and occasionally chatted with Ji Shaojun in deliberately hushed voices.
Ji Shaojun looked at the pile of fruits and biscuits the three people across gave to Bailian.
And then looked at Bailian who was seriously doing questions.
“…”
Even if one could bear sitting for twelve hours on the train, Ji Shaojun still couldn’t help his sore back and waist in the middle.
He had originally thought that Bailian, who was spoiled since childhood, would find it even harder to endure. But unexpectedly from start to finish, she sat upright and kept answering questions.
The signal was not good on the train. When Bailian saw Jiang He’s message, it was already two hours later.
Illiterate: ?,?
Bai Lian: ?.?
Bai Lian: ?[Picture]?
Jiang He clicked to take a look and knew the result, but didn’t know the principle.
So he forwarded it to Jiang Fuli.
**
Jiang Fuli was still in the underground lab. He picked up the tablet and went back to the computer. The glowing computer screen reflected his expressionless face, icy cold and piercing.
The group of students around him tried their best to pretend to be very busy, not daring to look at him.
The assistant came in from the glass door holding a document. “Young Master Jiang.”
Jiang Fuli’s gaze didn’t move. After simply pointing out a mistake in a team member’s experimental data, he took the document handed over by the assistant and flipped through it casually.
“This is the Gao family’s letter of apprenticeship.” The assistant reminded.
Gao Jianchen was carefully placed into the Jiang family by the Gao family. They didn’t expect this to happen. They had been busy taking care of things these past few days, and finally sent this letter of apprenticeship to Jiang Fuli as an apology.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Fuli’s hand took a turn and calmly put the letter of apprenticeship back into the assistant’s hand.
The meaning was obvious.
The phone rang. Jiang Fuli raised his hand to let him out and took out his phone to flip to Jiang He’s message. He clicked to open the picture.
It was a comprehensive question with several formulas listed beside it. The handwriting looked neat and clean, different from what he saw last night.
But he could guess who it was. He was too lazy to type and just sent Jiang He a 52-second voice message explaining.
Jiang He sent a comma again.
Jiang Fuli also sent: ?47”(((?
Jiang He: ???
Jiang Fuli: ?60”(((?
Jiang Fuli: ?60”(((?
Jiang He: ?,?
Jiang Fuli couldn’t stand it anymore. He typed two cold words: ?Group call?
Jiang He: ?.?
On the other end of the phone, Ming Donghua looked at the well-known genius Jiang He scolded by Young Master Jiang for two minutes, and thought–
Luckily he doesn’t study physics.
**
Bailian and Ji Shaojun arrived in Beicheng after 10 pm.
The two stayed at a hotel not far from the Public Security Bureau.
It was only after washing up at night that Bailian found out Jiang He started a group call with three people.
Jiang Fuli sent a detailed diagram. Bailian sat at the small square table and looked at it carefully. She politely said thanks, then asked another question.
Jiang Fuli: ?37”(((?
Jiang Fuli: ?29”(((?
Bailian opened them one by one to listen.
“You must understand the theorems of physics and repeatedly deduce all formulas. When learning physics, don’t look up to it, you have to stand on top of the mountain looking down at it. In the end, every seemingly unrelated phenomenon in nature can be gradually deduced to have a common cause after going through the reasoning process step-by-step.”
“Try explaining absolute zero to your grandfather with your own method using all the theorems, formulas deductions and example questions in that university physics book, until he can understand. When you understand the principle behind every phenomenon, you will find all questions very simple.”
The other party was probably busy today too, still in the underground lab. His voice was clear and low.
Deliberately slowed down, still with a shallow echo.
Bailian listened twice.
So the next day.
6 am in the morning.
Ji Heng had just gotten up and received Bailian’s phone call.
Bailian: “^*&#¥#%……Grandpa do you understand?”
Ji Heng was not fully awake yet. He only heard something about “molecules” and “not moving”.
He got dressed and calmly hmm-ed even though he didn’t understand.
“Then repeat it to me.”
Ji Heng: “…”
Fifteen minutes later.
Bailian finally heard the correct answer from Ji Heng’s mouth. Only then was she satisfied hanging up.
The Feynman learning method Young Master Jiang taught her, Ji Heng would probably become the biggest victim.
**
It was not complicated to process the household deregistration certificate. Going early, the two finished in less than half an hour.
Their train at 10-plus. Ji Shaojun took the opportunity to go to a nearby mall.
Ji Shaojun went in to buy things. Bailian was lining up at the milk tea shop next door to buy milk tea and wait for him.
When Madam Song passed by, this was the scene she saw–
The tall girl wore a simple white shirt and black pants. There was no other decoration on the white shirt, only a few clusters of morning glories at the collar, very light and shallow. Holding a fruit tea in one hand, casually leaning against a pillar at the mall entrance.
Countless people turned back as they came and went.
“You came back to Beicheng?” Madam Song got out of the car with the driver following behind her.
Her brows and eyes were gentle. Her tone was somewhat surprised.
Bailian bit the straw and looked up to see the other’s face. It took her ten seconds to recall this person from the original owner’s memory.
It was her, Song Min’s mother.
“Auntie Song.” Bailian spoke.
She was more pleasing to the eye than Song Min. So Bailian politely explained that she came back to process her household deregistration certificate.
“Bailian, listen to me,” after listening, Madam Song straightened up. She looked at Bailian, “I know you feel your dad is unfair. You don’t like Shaoqi and them. I can understand all this.” “But after all, you are a family. You can’t be childish.”
“To be honest, Shaokai is smarter than most young masters I’ve seen in Jiangjing. It’s not without reason your dad favors him. You also have to understand that the Bai family will definitely develop with Shaokai as the center in the future. His future, I dare say, will be very promising. You have to see the big picture. Staying in the Bai family under their shelter, you can get the best development.”
Madam Song’s maternal family was from Jiangjing, so she also knew Jiangjing well.
She pitied Bailian a little, which was why she reminded her.
There were some things she didn’t say, such as the matter of the apprenticeship letter. Madam Song knew Bailian and Bai Shaoqi didn’t get along because of her son.
But she felt that now was not the time for Bailian to resent Bai Shaoqi.
Getting along well with her was the most important.
Bailian listened carefully.
She drank the last sip of fruit tea, crumpled the bottle and said, “I never thought of relying on the Bai family.”
“What?” Madam Song was surprised for a moment.
The driver behind saw Bailian. He naturally recognized the Bai family young miss. The young miss used to often come to the Song house to find Song Min before. Hearing this, he mocked in his heart–
Not relying on the Bai family?
What else could you rely on?
Rely on your insignificant adolescent spirit?
Or the courage after being expelled from the No. 1 Middle School of Beicheng?
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