Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Few people in the world have won the Nobel Prize twice at the same time.

Because that means at least the recognition of the vast majority of scholars in the two scientific classes.

After entering the twenty-first century, the discipline's fields and branches were subdivided to a greater extent than many scholars' hair, and there were “world-class dilemmas” in each branch, something that was almost impossible to do.

Don't say that research has been recognized by the vast majority of scholars in both fields. Those who have received the prize in line are already in their nineties...

Jinling Higher Institute.

Director Carson, standing in front of the Dean's office, had a slight expression on his face. The receptionist standing next to him thought there was a problem with his expression, so he slowed down again and reminded him again in English.

“This is where the Master Lu's office is. ”

“I know, thank you. ”

There was a flash of irritation in his eyes, but only a flash passed, and Director Carson closed his eyes and took a deep breath, reaching out and holding the cold door handle.

Squeak--

The door's open.

Looking at the man sitting behind the desk, he tried to squeeze a brilliant smile out of his face and walked straight into the office.

“Congratulations! I heard you won another Nobel Prize! Physics this time? ”

Ark: “Yes. ”

“Wonderful! The last person to win the Nobel Prize twice in different fields as the sole recipient was Mrs. Curie, a century ago. ”

In saying this, Director Carson apparently overlooked the Linus Pauling Peace Prize. But it is also true that there is no need to mention the Peace Prize.

After hearing this obvious compliment, the Ark laughed and gently lowered its head.

“Thanks.”

Chief Carson apparently didn't come here to send him a few compliments from across the Pacific just for the purpose of dedicating a full day of his trip to China.

Just like the old man named Li, every time he asked for his help, he accidentally changed his name to “you”. This kind of dedication, most of the time, was intended to make difficult demands.

So he's not in a hurry.

After simply responding to Director Carson and instructing the secretary to pour him tea, the ark simply looked at him sitting on the couch with a smile on his face and waited quietly for him to speak first.

“… I actually thought about a lot of possibilities before coming. ”

“Possible?”

“Yes," Commissioner Carson sighed softly in the face of an ark inquiry, "although reluctant to admit it, we did lose the race. ”

There was a surprise on the face of the ark.

Looking at the unspoken ark, Director Carson continued.

“… your space power is strong enough to make it difficult for us to replicate what you have achieved on the Moon, even after 50 years. I'm curious… to what extent will you be satisfied. ”

“Satisfaction is not possible, even though our moon palace is still small compared to the universe," the Ark smiled slightly. ”

“And how far we can go in this area is at stake for the future of all of us. ”

Director Carson: “I want to know if this future includes other countries. ”

Ark: “Of course, but I'm not particularly interested in discussing this. Mr. Carson, you are a politician, and I am a scholar, and our concerns are different in themselves, and our understanding of the future is different. You may be concerned about space, a high value-added industry, about how many jobs it can generate and how much voice it can gain for you in Congress, but for a scholar… we don't care about that. ”

Director Carson frowned and quickly loosened his eyebrows, continuing to ask as usual.

“What do you care? ”

The ark said softly.

“It's a long story then. ”

……

Club Activity Room, Jinling University Library.

Sitting at the long table, Han Mengqi looked over at the script in her hand and frowned slightly. Especially after going over the last few pages many times, she finally dropped the script in her hand and gave her own review.

“It always felt like something was missing from the script. ”

Hearing the client speak, the female writer sitting on the other side of the long table quickly stood up and approached the past, asking seriously.

“... something missing? ”

“The part about feelings. ”

“Emotion? Could you be more specific? ”

“Hmm...” There seemed to be some troubles that should not be said after all, Han Mengqi was troubled for a while and finally made up his mind to say, "To be precise, it's about love. ”

“Love?” The writer was slightly stunned, and Guan 'er smiled, "Although there may be some traffic stars in the play, the film doesn't focus on love. ”

On the one hand, caring for an audience of all ages, after all, many parents may take their children to the cinema to watch, and if emotional cues are the main thread, they may create confusion for teenagers who do not belong to this age group.

As for the other, it's kind of loyal to history.

According to Academician Lu's own oral recollection, he had never been in love in his college career. Moreover, according to interviews with several of his classmates, class directors and roommates, the library essentially occupied the vast majority of his spare time.

“But there has to be... Otherwise, it feels like something's missing.” Some of them bite their lips with difficulty, and after a while Han Mengqi's cheeks continue to say, “And I feel... my sister likes him. ”

After hearing this, the woman writer immediately showed a serious look on her face, turned the script over and read it again, and thought about it for a moment before continuing.

“In fact, you said this… we discussed it in our screenwriters' team, we even interviewed them specifically, and we created a questionnaire for them to fill out. ”

Han Mengqi glanced at him in surprise.

“Have you… interviewed the client? ”

“That's for sure, after all, this is a documentary film, even the artistic processing has to be based on reality,” the female writer Guan 'er smiled and continued, "We even met several times in our group to discuss the results of the interview and the completion of the questionnaire. At first, we also had a long relationship between them, but finally...”

“Last?”

Though I find this feeling a little strange, Han Mengqi couldn't help but ask out.

“Finally, we agree that their feelings may be more reflected in a mutual growth and watchfulness. And in fact, they do realize their own value in life and become better themselves. I think there may still be a distance between this kind of relationship and love. In other words, can you imagine them falling in love? ”

You can imagine sitting in the library together.

But the picture of a relationship...

I'm not sure if Monkey Han can imagine it, or if she's a little reluctant to think about it.

“But… I still don't believe that boys and girls have pure friendships. ”

The female writer suddenly asked.

“Miss Han, does it concern intimate boys? ”

Han Mengqi's face was slightly red.

“Why do you suddenly ask that? ”

“I hope I didn't offend you because I was suddenly curious. ”

Looking at the woman writer's apology, Han Mengqi hurriedly set up his hand and said.

“It's okay, I don't really know much about this either, maybe you're right, maybe... Sister, her feelings for Master do belong to another. ”

She scratched her cheek with some embarrassment and hesitated for a long time to continue.

“Otherwise, she would have confessed. ”

With my cousin's strong personality, I'm sure she will.

Looking at Han Mengqi, the writer suddenly said.

“Why don't you play the part. ”

Han Mengqi stood still and should not have believed in pointing to himself.

“I?”

“Hmm!” nodded the writer, grabbing Han Mengqi's hands as if the light was shining in her eyes, “I suddenly felt that only you could fully interpret the essence of this character! ”

“I'll make a proposal with the director! Let him give you a chance to audition! Please, try it! ”

Play Sun Sister?!

Staring at the excited woman writer, Han Mengqi never thought it would turn out like this.

…

She gently swallowed her mouth spit and somehow the ghost made a bad speech when she was going to refuse.

“Well… I'll give it a try. ”

The moment she said that, she regretted it.

Regrettably, however, she made no statement of regret.

It's just a mirror anyway, it's not sure if I'll be able to pick it.

So comforted in his heart, Han Mengqi forcibly persuaded himself.

However, she didn't even realize that, apart from that subconscious resistance, there was a hint of expectation in her heart that she shouldn't have...