Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

A building, some classroom.

The fourth Societies Meeting of Campus Assistants concluded with a discussion on the launch of the new edition.

As before, the president's ark boat was still absent and replaced by vice president Wu Dahai and Minister Yuan as product manager. Perhaps because of the absence of the founders, morale is not very high.

After all, everyone has been struggling for most of the past half of the month. The development is writing code, the planning is not idle, even the running errands have things to do.

While most people are passionate about colorful campus life, not all of them are passionate about busy life, and complaints are inevitable when the enthusiasm for entrepreneurship fades over time.

“… this is the basic situation. ”

“The meeting adjourned. ”

Left the chalk on the multimedia table, Yuan Liwei nodded to Wu Dahai and walked off the podium.

Wu Fatty walked up to the stage, clapped his hands and laughed.

“Everyone is tired, hungry, the president has set a table for us at the small fish estate in front of the school, let's have dinner together. ”

There's food, and the most important thing is someone buys it.

At last, Wu Fatty restored some morale.

Think about it, apart from time, they didn't actually pay anything, not even the group fees that most associations pay.

Even if you don't participate in group activities, most of the time you save will be wasted in places like Summoner Canyon, so you might as well do something meaningful and get something out of it. For example, a few software institutes that were working with Ronghai on code were new in the first place, and nothing at all. Now at least we can write some simple algorithms with C + +.

But here's the thing...

But people, always emotion-driven creatures.

When I arrived at the fish estate, the dishes were ready, and I still didn't see the president, someone finally couldn't bear to ask.

“Why isn't our boss here? You're not gonna skip dinner, are you? ”

“Ark, he's a little busy. He's been working on a science project at the hotel these past few days. He probably doesn't have time. It'll only take a couple of days.” Wu Dahai grinned and raised the glass, turning the subject off, "come on, cheers. ”

The person who asked was not very satisfied with his face, but did not say anything.

After eating, a group of people walked to the front door of the school and walked in groups towards their bedroom buildings.

The guy I was asking about was Lee Ridge, a freshman at the software academy. Next to him is his classmate's hometown, Wei Feng. The two men met Wu Fatty while working part-time, and were also given "Kuyu" access to this school assistant club by Wu Fatty together.

Although both of them were initially involved in this “great cause" with the same enthusiasm, much of the month passed and Ritchie was somewhat tired of it.

Founding absenteeism is only a trigger, grievances have accumulated a long time ago, and expressions of dissatisfaction in association activities have not been repeated twice.

Probably because he drank a little wine, and there was no one else beside him, he spoke in a straighter tone and complained to his hometown.

“We're tired of writing code, writing programs, what's he doing? ”

Wei Feng arrived at the right time to understand the reasons given by Wu Fatty, and did not feel any imbalance in his mind.

After all, he himself joined the society with the purpose of learning. With that senior named Ronghai, he has been able to write some simple algorithms since the beginning of nothing. He feels that he has learned a lot, and this has already met his expectations.

As for making money from entrepreneurial projects...

Honestly, he didn't think about it.

“… the president has a scientific research project to do, these days may not be busy, I don't think you understand. And he wrote a lot of code, and he didn't do anything. ”

Seeing a friend did not follow his own words, Li Reggie's expression was somewhat unhappy.

“Che, I still have high school entrance exams. Why didn't I say I was too busy reviewing high school entrance exams? Who doesn't have something to do with themselves? ”

Wei Feng didn't like to talk about other people behind his back, so he stretched out his hand and patted him on the back, smiling and playing the roundabout: “Okay, Reggie, you're drunk. ”

“I didn't drink too much.” I hit a hiccup and impatiently pushed Wei Feng's hand away. Li Reggie whispered, “I just don't feel comfortable...”

Yeah, just upset.

However, he is not the only one who is upset...

……

It was probably the seventh day the paper was sent to the old school campus, and the results came out.

The conclusion was unexpected by all.

Of course, “everyone” here, including Liu Bo, Qian Zhongming, even Professor Lee Rong-ming and one of his doctoral students, does not include the Ark.

After all, the Ark is quite confident in its ability to calculate. Besides, he has repeatedly tested many times in private. As long as Brother Qian gives his data without too big a problem, the conclusion cannot go wrong!

“Unbelievable...”

“Your conclusion is correct. ”

“CNTs did not have any effect on early hydration when incorporated into Portland Cement! ”

“If this conclusion is valid, then our experiment goes into the misunderstanding that the key to solving the compressive resistance of Sample 2 is not on early hydration, but should start somewhere else. ”

The ark asked, "Is there anything else I can do to help? ”

Brother Qian shook his head: “Not at the moment… Experiments on carbon nanotube material dosage adjustment will be restarted, you have saved us at least two months. ”

Thinking about the literature that he had recently read, Ark thought about it and said, “I have a suggestion I don't know if I should say it. ”

“Be sure to tell me!” Brother Qian said seriously.

“I took a look at Dongdae's recently published literature on aqueous dispersions of carbon nanotubes, introduced some of the experimental data into the mathematical model I had built earlier, and found something interesting… Why not try experimenting with the 0.4wt % -0.5wt % interval for the amount of CNTs material? ”

“0.4 to 0.5?” Brother Qian's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, "less than 1wt % matched us in the 0.6-0.8 group, the results are not satisfactory. Currently the preferred solution is more than 1... Is 0.4-0.5 too little? ”

“So I'm just offering a suggestion," The Ark shrugged, "and since I've saved you so much time for pointless experiments, why don't you try this scenario I'm proposing? ”

If it was the beginning, Qian Zhongming would not say anything about a “outsider” suggestion, but now the situation is different, the calculation results of the ark have been proven by experiments, so it is not up to him.

Brother Qian nodded: “Well... your suggestion, I will respond to Professor Li. By the way, can you send me a copy of the literature you read? ”

“No problem, I'll send you an e-mail later. ”

In the talking room, the phone in the pocket of the ark suddenly rang.

“Excuse me, I have to go out and pick up the phone. ”

“Nothing, I'm almost going to the old campus too," Brother Qian looked at the wall clock, “see you later. ”

The ship went to the corridor and pressed the connection key.

As soon as the phone was connected, before waiting for him to say "Hello”, the voice of Wu Fatty's fire came from the other end of the phone.

“Ark, something's wrong! ”