Chapter 1323 Failed the Primary Election?

Professor Felix has been a little high-spirited recently.

Not only because not long ago, he was nominated for the American Physical Society Award for his research on the origin of neutrino mass, but also because of the invitation from IMCRC's "Centennial Physics" conference some time ago.

That invitation letter was not as simple as inviting him to a meeting.

Six physicists recommended his name to IMCRC, hoping that he would summarize the most prominent or crucial issues in the proposition of the origin of neutrino mass.

In a sense, this invitation letter is even more valuable than the awards issued by the general physics association.

Because it means that the subject he studied has been recognized by his peers.

It means that his influence in this research field has been recognized by the mainstream opinion in the academic circle!

Even in a place as strong as MIT, that's something to brag about.

Although it is more popular to ask questions than solve them, he is excited when he thinks that the questions he raised will be regarded as classics and studied by tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people in the next century.

It can even be said that this made him more excited than winning the medal from the American Physical Society! So much so that during the period when he handed in his thesis, he even walked with wind.

One day at noon.

After finishing the class, Professor Felix returned to the office. Just as he was about to ask his assistant to pour him a cup of coffee, the phone on the corner of the desk suddenly rang.

Picking up the phone, he cleared his throat and said.

"Hello??"

"Hello, this is the Office of the IMCRC Conference Organization Department."

Hearing that it was an incoming call from IMCRC, Felix's face was immediately overjoyed, but he didn't show the secret joy in his heart, but leaned back on the office chair, and said calmly.

"What's the matter?"

In Professor Felix's view, there is almost no suspense for the problem he provided to be selected as the question of the century at the Centennial Physics Conference.

Not to mention that the origin of the mass of neutrinos is one of the frontier research hotspots in physics today. The research ideas summarized in the paper he submitted and the problems he is facing in the current research are all critical. Research bottlenecks.

He couldn't think of any reason for IMCRC to remove the problem he raised from the list of one hundred.

However, just when he thought so confidently, the voice from the other end of the phone made his confidence drop from the cloud to the bottom in an instant.

"I'm very sorry, Professor Felix... We regret to inform you that your thesis failed to pass the primary selection."

It was like being hit by a petrification spell, and the whole person froze there for an instant.

The gaping mouth opened and closed, and it took Professor Felix a while to recover from the bewilderment. Like a frightened lion, he growled into the phone receiver in a tone full of disbelief and horror.

"Failed the...primaries? Wait! What do you mean you failed the primaries? Did you make a mistake?"

"Sorry, Mr. Felix, this is the opinion of the jury..."

For the angry Professor Felix, the staff on the other end of the phone used as much sincerity and regret as possible, trying to calm his emotions and said, "According to the results of the voting after the primary election meeting, your proposal on' The proposition of how to introduce the heavy Fermi field triplet state into the standard model does not meet the standard we set for the centennial question of the Centennial Physics Conference, it is a pity—”

"I'm not here to hear your apologies!" A growl interrupted the staff member's speech, and Professor Felix, who had almost lost his mind, said in an angry tone, "It's unbelievable! But anyone who is interested in physics None of the scholars I know will deny the importance of the origin of neutrino mass in the entire study of high-energy physics!"

The staff on the other end of the phone asked weakly.

"Perhaps it is because of the very proposition you made..."

"Impossible! Do you understand the direction of my research?" The angry beard trembled, and Professor Felix continued aggressively, "I have been researching in this direction for 20 years! No one knows better than me. What is the most critical problem you are facing! Even Professor Lu can't do it!"

Facing the aggressive Professor Felix, the staff on the phone didn't know what to say.

He is just an intern. Although his major is high-energy physics, none of the bosses working here would regard him as a serious physicist, so he didn't express any opinions at all. position.

If you have to ask him what he thinks...

Which one of these thousand physics puzzles was not seriously thought out by the invitees?

If we had to select the 100 most representative questions, there would always be 1900 brushed off...

In essence, this is no different from the examination for the selection of IMCRC intern qualifications.

"This... I'm very sorry, I don't know whether Academician Lu is optimistic about your research, but the review result is the opinion of the vast majority of scholars in the review delegation, I hope you can understand—"

"Fack!"

Hanging up the phone angrily, Professor Felix's chest heaved violently.

He has been working in physics for so long, and he has never been so wronged.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he was, he stood up from the office chair suddenly.

Seeing Professor Felix standing up angrily, and the assistant standing by the desk with a cup of coffee in his hand, he asked nervously in a low voice.

"……professor?"

"Buy me a ticket to Shanghai immediately! The nearest flight! The closer the better!"

Ignoring the apprehensive expression on his assistant's face, Professor Felix reached out and took off the coat from the hanger and put it on his shoulders, and said cursingly as he walked towards the door.

"Not up to standard? I want to see what is considered up to standard!"

Looking at the slammed office door, the assistant who stood there opened his mouth.

Although I don't know what happened...

But looking at the professor's angry look, I think it must be an accident on the side of IMCRC...

Regardless of what his assistant thought, Professor Felix, who had left the office, drove back to his apartment and packed his belongings in the shortest possible time.

Without wasting a minute, after receiving the assistant's text message that the ticket reservation was successful, he immediately went downstairs and returned to his car, drove to the airport as fast as he could, and went through the security check channel to get on the nearest bus. A flight to Shanghai.

Although the first-class air ticket he bought temporarily made him feel a little distressed, but thinking of the "unfair treatment" he received in the IMCRC review, the feeling of distress was immediately diluted by the anger and grief in his heart.

He needs an explanation!

If the review team of IMCRC can't explain it to him, he will argue with Lu Zhou face to face and ask him why he rejected his paper!

He swears that if IMCRC or the chairman of IMCRC cannot give him a reasonable explanation, he will definitely not give up!