Chapter 1156 Visiting Paris

On the first Wednesday in February, a shiny silver flight lands at Paris International Airport.

On the plane, an old man with a kind face was giving way to a handsome young man.

"Academician Lu, please."

"How can this be, you should ask first."

Under normal circumstances, Lu Zhou would not refuse, but when he thought of the level and occasion of the pick-up staff outside, he subconsciously hesitated.

No, you can't call it cowardly.

Just not very good at this kind of thing.

Seeing Lu Zhou's stiff look, the old man laughed and joked.

"If we continue to be polite like this, people outside may start to worry."

Seeing that the old man had no intention of giving in at all, Lu Zhou had no choice but to give up his humility, and continued to walk forward.

To be honest, Lu Zhou never thought that he just asked Director Li to help arrange a flight along the way, to see if he could get off the special plane of the diplomats.

However, he never expected that Chief Li would arrange himself on this flight.

The old man who was humbly with him before was none other than the one who often "corresponded with him".

It is said that this visit is for the completion of the nuclear fusion power plant in Cadarache and the cooperation of the Silk Road.

Because it happened to be at the beginning of February, when I learned that Lu Zhou was planning to go to France, I took him along "on the way".

Along the way, the two chatted from mathematics to physics, and from physics to chips, nuclear engineering and aerospace.

Lu Zhou originally planned to sleep with his eyes closed all the time, but he couldn't stand the old man who kept pulling him to ask this and that. He couldn't answer out of politeness, and in the end he couldn't hold back the chatterbox.

Fortunately, he took a nap four hours before getting off the plane, otherwise he probably wouldn't be able to keep his eyes open right now.

Just as he was about to go down the gangway, someone suddenly stopped him.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

Walking to Lu Zhou, the flight attendant of the special plane stretched out her hand to help him tidy up the collar that was folded while sleeping, and then showed a typical smile on her face.

"It's much more handsome that way."

"……Thanks."

I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always feel that the way the flight attendant looks at me is a bit unnatural.

It was as if some kind of carnivorous animal saw a large piece of fat.

Although somewhat embarrassed, Lu Zhou couldn't help feeling a little proud in his heart for a few seconds.

Hey, maybe this is the trouble of being too handsome.

As expected, the outside lineup was extremely grand. The red carpet was spread under the gangway, and the concierge staff in suits and leather shoes stood on both sides.

Besides the ambassador and the foreign minister of France, even the president is here.

"Welcome to France, respected academician Lu Zhou." A tall man in a suit came forward and warmly extended his right hand, "Nice to meet you."

Holding Mr. President's hand, Lu Zhou politely replied.

"Thank you, nice to meet you too."

With a sunny smile on his face, the man continued.

"I've always heard people talk about your deeds. In my impression, most of the scholars who can make such achievements are old men with gray beards. I didn't expect you to be younger than I imagined."

Lu Zhou smiled modestly and said.

"You flatter me."

After all, it was a diplomatic occasion. After a friendly exchange with Lu Zhou, the president did not continue to stay with him.

Lu Zhou, who was let go, finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the pressure on his shoulders was much less.

It's not that he's stage frightened.

Being able to deliver reports at international forums and major summits, he has seen a lot of big scenes, even if the number of people here is doubled, he will not feel anything.

However, the problem is that standing in this place, he not only represents himself, but also represents the group of scientific researchers in Huaguo, and even Huaguo's national image.

With so much pressure on his shoulders, even if he wants to act a little more relaxed, it will be difficult for him to really relax...

...

In addition to the grand reception ceremony, there is also a state-level banquet waiting for them in the evening.

The state banquet was held at the Presidential Palace and was in charge of the mysterious French presidential kitchen.

Before attending the banquet, Lu Zhou was actually quite looking forward to it. However, when the food actually came out, he felt that it was no different from the French restaurants he had eaten before.

At least in his opinion, the biggest difference is probably that every dish is cooked a little more delicately, but a little less.

The only thing that impressed him was a dish of French baked snails.

As for the reason why I was so impressed, it’s not because of how delicious it is, but I didn’t expect to see it here...

Of course, the objective evaluation, the taste is quite good.

After all, if it is not delicious, people will definitely not serve it.

In short, the whole banquet was carried out in a relaxed atmosphere.

It seemed that Lu Zhou didn't particularly like to discuss political views with people, and France even arranged for him to communicate with him with an academician of the Department of Mathematics of the French Academy of Sciences.

At the end of the banquet, before returning to the hotel where he stayed, a French foreign ministry official found him and spoke to him politely.

"I heard that Academician Lu plans to visit Mr. Grothendieck's former residence?"

Lu Zhou nodded and said with a smile.

"I do have this plan. Although it's a pity that I haven't met the old man, strictly speaking, he can be regarded as my ancestor."

"Professor Grothendieck is indeed a respectable scholar, whether it is his attitude towards war or the pursuit of truth, he is respected by countless French people," the Frenchman smiled and continued in a friendly tone Said, "If you need it, we will arrange a special car and special security personnel for you. As long as it is in France, you can go wherever you want."

Lu Zhou nodded and said happily.

"Then thank you."

night.

After traveling all day, we finally arrived at the hotel where we stayed.

As soon as he returned to the room, Lu Zhou simply took a shower, and then lay down on the bed impatiently, not wanting to move at all.

Before falling asleep, he picked up his phone and checked the news for a while.

Not surprisingly, I saw a photo of myself shaking hands with the French President in the news.

Seeing this, Lu Zhou couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

The big news during this period seems to have been contracted by him.

The enthusiasm for the Z particle has not faded, and people who eat melons are still guessing whether he can win this year's Nobel Prize in Physics. It has not been a few days since he made a face on China's diplomatic visit to France .

Just when Lu Zhou was about to throw his phone on the bedside table and turn over to sleep, a message popped up on the screen.

【Are you in Paris? 】

Seeing this news, Lu Zhou froze for a moment, reached out and clicked on Facebook, which he basically doesn't use normally. The people he added were mainly friends he met when he was studying and working in Princeton, but even if he added, he rarely chatted, and usually communicated by email.

What surprised him even more was that the message was actually sent by Molina.

The last message was "Happy New Year" from last year.

This year's was even missed.

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Zhou edited a message and replied.

【Yes, what's the matter? 】

Molina: 【Come out and drink with me. 】

Lu Zhou: "..."

What's wrong with this?

But then again, she was also in France.

When did Princeton vacations get so long?

Without speaking, Lu Zhou silently raised his phone, took a picture outside the window and sent it.

After a while, a message came.

Molina: [...What do you mean. 】

Lu Zhou: [...Do you think it is appropriate for me to live in this kind of place and slip out under the noses of reporters? 】

Journalists are not allowed in the hotel.

But the outside of the hotel is different.

Sneaked out of the hotel where the mission was staying in the middle of the night, and went into the bar with a beautiful lady.

Although he and Molina are only ordinary friends, and most of the conversations between the two discuss academic issues, no one would believe him even if he explained it this way.

Molina: "..."

Seeing that there was no news for a long time, Lu Zhou sighed. It was not too good to hurt his friend, so he edited a message and sent it, and he was a little polite.

[Why don't you come here. 】

Molina: [Position posting. 】

Without thinking too much, Lu Zhou sent the location.

Paris is such a big place, and the traffic is not so good. If she thinks about it, she probably won't be interested in coming when she sees the distance.

Drinking this thing, drinking itself is a kind of interest, just to drink two cups and ride a car for more than ten kilometers, I personally don't have that interest anymore.

However, after the location was sent, there was no news for half a day.

Seeing this, Lu Zhou was stunned.

Fuck?

Could this guy really be here?

Diarrhea... a little late today, sorry