Great Power

The American Physical Society organizes dozens of meetings a year, but they can have an impact in terms of scale, namely the March meeting on solid state physics and the April meeting on particle physics.

The March meeting in 1980 was held in Manhattan, New York. When Fisher took Zheng Jianguo and checked into the Excelsior Hotel, he did not expect to see a blond Dong Wang accompanied by a woman with the same blond hair. , Zheng Jianguo stared blankly at the other party and passed by himself, and felt that his eyes were on his forehead when he walked.

"Do you want to change history?"

When this thought flashed in Zheng Jianguo's mind, Dong Wang, who had passed by, also turned and glanced at him, then turned around and went away with the blonde girl in the Cadillac sedan at the door.

With a faint regret in his heart, Zheng Jianguo believes that if he greets each other, then even if history is changed in a certain sense, after all, there was no intersection between the two originally, but I think he has come here, then Maintain the original historical trend, so that the things in your memory can follow the original trajectory?

"Hi, Zheng, we're upstairs—"

Fisher, who had already arrived at the front desk, turned his head and looked at Zheng Jianguo. The latter quickly followed and nodded to the laboratory members who were standing in front of him, but quickly found that he had forgotten both of these names.

"This is Jack, this is Ted, they joined the lab after you left—"

Fisher's voice sounded nearby, and Zheng Jianguo smiled at the two freckled faces: "Hi, this is Zheng Jianguo——"

"Well, Zheng, we know you, the professor has said your findings many times—"

Jack is slightly shorter and has brown hair. Ted next to him has reached out to his bag, "Zheng, I will help you get it."

"No, thank you!"

Zheng Jianguo smiled and refused directly. The two did not continue to speak and followed Fisher to their respective rooms. Looking at the bright sun outside the window but the loud sound of loud horns, he also realized the difference between Boston and Manhattan: "This The temperature difference is also a bit too big—"

"Hi, Zheng, do you want to go down and go around?"

Jack's voice came from the open door. Zheng Jianguo turned his head and looked at the implied expectation before he wanted to speak. He heard two loud noises coming from the open window: "Ping-Ping -"

"Sheet!"

As Zheng Jianguo turned his head and looked around, Jack quickly closed the door to the balcony and looked around, his voice hurriedly said: "This is a gunshot, and I didn't expect it to be so messy here—"

"Bang bang—"

Jack’s voice hadn’t disappeared. There were two knocks on the closed door. Ted’s voice followed the people into the room: "Zheng, are you okay, Jack-don’t stand on the balcony, be careful of being caught head shot."

"We're all right, what, you scared me."

Jack's face changed a little and became noisy. Ted also pointed his finger at the balcony and said, "I have a friend who stood up after hearing the gunshot on the balcony. His ear was knocked out by a stray bullet. You want to try it too. Does it feel like a stray bullet?"

"Okay, well, I listen to you now."

After Jack's face changed a lot, he glanced at Zheng Jianguo, who seemed to be okay next to him, and couldn't help but said, "Zheng, you seem to be used to gunfire?"

"It's not that I'm used to gunshots, but I've become accustomed to shooting incidents after I came to the United States. From the reports, it seems to happen every day."

Zheng Jianguo almost said that the free American shots were shot every day. Fortunately, he knew that it was also rhymed in Mandarin. If it was changed to English, it would be different, but the gunshot still reminded him: "It seems that I will reduce going out in the future. The number of times is good-you guys don't want to spin around.

"This incident is a sudden event. The probability looks at the big difference in numbers, but in reality there are only results of existence and absence."

Jack spoke subconsciously. Fortunately, he was also frightened by Ted's statement before, and finally changed his words: "Of course, probability is probability--"

"Okay, let's go. I want to rest for a while. Call me when I have dinner."

Zheng Jianguo started to push people out. He could see Ted’s caution and Jack’s carelessness in this short time of getting along. It’s just that his time was more precious. The papers in his purse did not increase, but two more papers came. After he left, he began to review the paper.

Until Fisher came over for breakfast early the next morning, Zheng Jianguo accompanied him to a mansion not far away and reported his name. Under the guidance of the waiter, he went to a meeting room and found that he was paying attention to the dark at the door. Yiren, Fisher next to him opened his mouth and said: "There is Brody, the patron of our society, and Mr. Governor of Pennsylvania. This should be his bodyguard—"

"The governor has gone away because of something. I am the security officer for this meeting—"

The tall man wearing a black suit and black leather shoes is worse than black sunglasses. He said, his eyes traversed the two of them and made a gesture of please: "This meeting is a closed-door meeting. You can only participate if you receive an invitation. Now please Report your names."

Picking up some whitish eyebrows, Fisher opened his mouth and said, "I'm Fisher from Harvard University, and Zheng Jianguo from Harvard University--"

The gloomy lights, gorgeous tapestries, and the humming decibels in the meeting room of a hundred or ten people are not as loud as the sound of their own air conditioning. This is the most intuitive feeling Zheng Jianguo has after entering the meeting room, and the second feeling is this There are too many bright foreheads in the room.

"Fisher, welcome, this young man is Zheng~"

A slightly gentle, low voice drew Zheng Jianguo’s attention back, and Fisher’s voice followed: "Since you recognize it, I won’t introduce it to you, Zheng, this is a meeting of the British Physical Society. Long Lancelot Nags--"

"Mr. Lancelot, it's nice to meet you—"

Looking at a bald forehead reflecting the not-so-bright light, Zheng Jianguo spoke with a smile on his face, and saw the president in a neat three-piece suit turning his head and looking at Fisher: "Fisher, did you tell Zheng about my master's status?"

"No, Lancelot, how could I tell your shortcomings, especially in front of young people, um, I tell you, the young people now are not where we were. You don’t know what Zheng brought today. ——"

Fisher ignored the smell of gunpowder in the other party's words, but shook his head and smiled at Zheng Jianguo with approval. Just when the latter thought he was talking to himself, Fisher turned his head and looked at Lance. Lott: "He proposed that the atomic-grade graphite layer may not be an absolute two-dimensional planar structure, but with a certain degree of curvature to allow the atomic-grade graphite layer to exist at room temperature—"

"Really, oh, Fisher, whoever has a mentor like you is bad luck. This is the content of Zheng's speech, but you just said it."

Lancelot's small eyes widened for an instant, and he saw Zheng Jianguo looking at Fisher with a stunned face, and he had guessed the possibility of this extremely close to the facts: "Zheng, now your speech can be saved. Now, let’s use discussion in this small-scale meeting instead of a report meeting—you don’t have to be sad."

"Those opportunities are given to those who need them, but you don't need those things now—"

When Fisher and Lancelot were talking, a few curious people with different looks and expressions came to the side, their voices were not high or low, and they were muttering to Zheng Jianguo. Someone answered the conversation. Said: "Zheng, is there a result?"

"No, he hasn't started yet. Well, he was busy preparing for the medical school graduation exam. Now he has signed an agreement with the Massachusetts General Hospital. We can rest if we have ideas—"

Fisher's voice spread, and the discussion in the surroundings suddenly increased by a dozen decibels. Even Lancelot looked at Zheng Jianguo suspiciously, with an unbelievable look: "Zheng, you passed the graduation exam. Up?"

"Yes, Mr. Lancelot, now waiting for the graduation ceremony to receive the certificate."

Zheng Jianguo's posture was a little low, and his words still brought the students' cautiousness when meeting the professors. Lancelot discovered this. Fisher knew it well, and everyone next to him thought this was true. He, so you start the discussion with you one by one.

Knowing that he had no chance to appear on stage, Zheng Jianguo put a mask on his face that he had not taken out for a long time, and followed Fisher to participate in the three-day conference discussion. In addition to meeting a group of physicists from various countries, he even had business cards. He didn't receive one, and it was a shame that Fisher, who followed him, didn't send a message to others, which calmed the wave in his heart.

It's not that young people are not qualified, but that everyone does it-physicists have no business cards!

Since there was a shooting case on the first day of coming, Zheng Jianguo spent the three days squatting on the bed holding coffee and reading papers, except for running around the conference venue and hotel, so he didn’t feel that the time was too slow. On the last day when he left the house and rushed to the airport, he confirmed that the name on his head was still too small, and Dong Wang didn't even recognize him.

Of course, the most likely thing is to recognize yourself, but feel that there is no value in making friends?

"Hi, Zheng—"

Zheng Jianguo, who was following Fisher into the terminal, heard the call, but he didn't wait for him to look and respond. There was already a tall blonde girl who lifted the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, showing a delicate melon seed face. Smile: "Hello."

"Hi, Xiaosi, how are you—"

The familiar face imprinted in his eyes, Zheng Jianguo instantly widened his eyes and looked up and down at the girl who was about the same height as himself. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Well, you seem to have grown taller again--"

"Why, don't you think this is bad?"

Camille Xiaosi looked at Zheng Jianguo up and down, just as the surprise on this guy's face was telling that she didn't expect to see herself. She also didn't expect to meet Zheng Jianguo here, but her eyes fell on the two young people who were equally stunned. Behind him, he fell on the leather bag in Zheng Jianguo's hands, and quickly changed his words: "Next month, the movie "Young Coral Island" starring me will be released. Can you come over to the premiere?"

"This one--"

Subconsciously, Zheng Jianguo wanted to refuse, but his eyes fell on his youthful cheeks, especially when he met those twinkling blue eyes, he felt that it would be cruel to refuse, this girl Although he is about the same height as himself, he is only 15 years old?

This thought quickly flashed in his mind, Zheng Jianguo tilted his head and put down his handbag, took out a small notebook from his pocket, wrote two sets of numbers on it, and then tore it open and handed it over: "Okay, this It's my contact information, phone number and pager. If the call fails, just leave me a message on the pager."

"Oh, all right, then--"

Camille Xiaosi took the piece of paper and looked at it before he finished speaking. A voice suddenly came from the side: "Hani, you're talking to—"

Following the sound, a tall woman who also wears a hat and sunglasses came over, but when Zheng Jianguo's face was in her eyes, the woman swallowed the words behind her, her face changed slightly and pointed towards Zheng Jianguo. He lowered his head, turned his head and leaned against Camille Xiaosi's ear and said, "Put on your glasses, hurry up—"

"Ok!"

Camille Xiaosi then shrank her neck at Zheng Jianguo next to her, showing a naughty and charming appearance and putting on her sunglasses. The latter could not help smiling when she was infected, and then she saw the woman's eyes flashing sharply. Come, I listened to Camille Xiaosi's charming voice: "Hey, Zheng, this is my mother. You have said a lot of bad things about her~"

"Ah, sorry, ma'am, I used to be ignorant--"

Seeing that Camille Xiaosi was unraveling the knot between himself and her mother, Zheng Jianguo subconsciously apologized, but a thought soon came to mind: "Camille Xiaosi is still very smart. Knowing to use these little tricks to resolve the embarrassment that may arise—"

"Hi, Zheng, we should check the tickets."

Fisher’s voice came from a distance, and Zheng Jianguo spoke to Camille Xiaosi: “Hi, I should go now. Let’s talk next time when we meet, how about?”

"Camille, we should check the tickets too~"

The woman said and glanced at Camille Xiaosi, who then smiled at Zheng Jianguo: "Well, let's check the tickets together—"

"Uh, all right!"

Nodded at the woman, Zheng Jianguo followed the mother and daughter to the ticket gate. When he said that this time it would not be so coincidental, he heard that the mother and daughter were not going to Boston, but to Miami, Florida. With this thought and Fisher checked the ticket to the terminal, she saw Camille Xiaosi deliberately a few steps behind him and said: "I hope you can participate in the premiere, because then Michael will also be there. I remember that you have a high opinion of him, and you will definitely become friends."

"Well, well, I will try my best to arrange it!"

Zheng Jianguo blinked his eyes and quickly responded, but he quickly remembered Ulrika’s message on the phone, and he also remembered Zhao Liangliang’s jokingly. He couldn’t help but smile, “Of course, if you can give me a few signed photos, Presumably it would have an unexpected effect when I bribed those colleagues—"