Chapter 913 He Will Come! (3/4)

Chapter 913 He Will Come! (34)

While the lunar hadron collider seminar was going on, in Princeton on the other side of the earth, two professors were sitting in the cafeteria on the first floor of the Institute for Advanced Study, drinking black tea and chatting, and enjoying afternoon tea dessert.

The LCD TV screen placed on one side of the cafeteria was turned on at the moment, with the Columbia TV logo hanging on the upper right corner, and the report on the International Lunar Hadron Collider was projected in the center of the screen.

This matter has been raging since last month.

The international community can be said to have been coveting the moon, a treasure that hangs over human heads. But although grandiose plans have been announced, most of them remain on paper, and no one has ever put them into action.

However, Huaguo's Lunar Orbit Construction Committee is an exception.

Since the operation of the Tiangong, the whole world has witnessed how terrifying Huaguo's speed in the engineering field is.

Once those Asians make up their minds to do something, there seems to be nothing they can't do.

Now they are going to build a hadron collider on the moon, let physicists from all over the world go to work in their country, and even learn the language of their country...

From the beginning of this month to now, almost the entire Internet is discussing this matter!

Not just on the Internet, but in reality as well.

During this period of time, as long as you sit in the coffee shop or tea room on the Princeton campus, you can hear the topic of this matter.

Regarding the almost crazy ideas of the Chinese people and the broad prospects behind this super project, almost every physicist working in Princeton is excitedly discussing what shocking results will be tested.

Even, the influence of this hadron collider is not limited to the physics world, it has radiated to other fields.

According to Professor Krugman's knowledge, there is even a well-known economic guru who wrote a paper on the impact of the lunar hadron collider project on international relations and global trade patterns.

Although in a place like Princeton, you can always hear physicists here discussing things related to physics with relish, this is the first time that Professor Krugman feels so deeply that physics is affecting with his life.

Looking at the screen shown on the TV, Professor Angus Deaton, who also won the Nobel Prize and is a member of the Economics Department of Princeton University, suddenly spoke.

"Are you sure he's going?"

You don’t even need to ask who this “he” refers to. Professor Krugman, sitting across from him, shrugged and said, “I’m not sure, to be honest, but his research is really important to us. Going to give it a try."

"I think you're wasting your efforts."

Looking at Professor Krugman who was still unwilling to give up, Professor Angus shook his head and continued, "The economics of those pure mathematicians is very biased, and he is a scholar of Grothendieck's school. , and directly inherited Hardy's idea that mathematics should be pure and noble, and should not be influenced by other subjects. Do you know how hard it is for me to ask Deligne for a favor? It does not involve mathematical research Fortunately, once it comes to math problems, he will..."

Speaking of which, Professor Angus twitched the corner of his mouth, made an impatient expression, and then shrugged towards Professor Krugman.

"...He just has this expression."

Seeing the weird "ghost face" made by Professor Angus, the corner of Krugman's mouth twitched, and finally covered up his almost laughing gaffe with a dry cough.

"I understand what you said, but Professor Lu is different. He has won the Nobel Prize in Chemistry. His contribution to computational materials science is not weaker than his achievements in mathematics, as well as the theory of strong electric interaction... Can you say he is a purely mathematical researcher? No! At least his mind is open! He is just not interested in economics."

Professor Angus sighed, raised his teacup and took a sip.

"Yeah, he's not interested in economics at all. How are you going to interest him?"

Professor Kegelman grinned and said confidently.

"My dear Professor Angus Deaton, have you ever courted a girl?"

Not knowing why he brought up this topic, Professor Angus frowned and said.

"Of course I did when I was young... What's wrong?"

Krugman: "You can't make a person interested in what you say from the beginning. You have to build a friendly relationship with him step by step, and present him with a favorable side. He will naturally make a choice in your favor."

Professor Angus opened his mouth in astonishment, and closed his mouth after a while.

"...It sounds very interesting, but I think your idea probably has to come to nothing."

"why?"

"Because Professor Lu doesn't seem to care much about international affairs, and he doesn't care about the things you describe at all. Haven't you noticed? Even though his research involves many problems other than mathematics, one thing remains the same: He is interested in those things that are eligible to be selected by him as subjects."

"If he was really interested in economics, he would have already entered politics by now. Obviously he has the ability to do so. It is also a tradition in that country to use official positions to win over academics, but for this easy-to-get thing, he seems to be Never cared."

After patiently listening to the old friend's persuasion, Professor Krugman still did not change his mind.

"That's not necessarily the case. Whether you care about international affairs and whether you are willing to personally intervene in international affairs are two completely different concepts."

While the two were talking.

On the nearby LCD TV, the screen has shifted from the host's explanation to the scene of the International Lunar Hadron Collider Symposium.

Lu Zhou was standing on the stage of the Great Hall of Ten Thousand People, announcing the start of the opening ceremony with a clear and solemn voice.

Looking at Lu Zhou who was speaking in front of the TV, Professor Krugman's pupils dilated slightly.

With that expression as if he had found a decisive piece of evidence, he tapped the table lightly with his fist in excitement.

"Look! As I said, he is not a scholar who is indifferent to the world!"

"Want to make a bet? Angus!"

Looking at the over-excited old friend, Professor Angus said in a daze.

"What bet..."

Rubbing his hands excitedly, Professor Krugman continued.

"I bet he will come to the economics forum in Shanghai, and I will be able to convince him to join my project. Let me think about the bet... How about $10?"

ten dollars?

Hearing this number, Angus almost couldn't laugh out loud.

Although he doesn't mind if someone gives him money for free, but the bets are too small and he really can't arouse his interest in betting.

At least, it has to make the other party feel pain.

"Ten dollars is too little for you and me. If you are so sure, change the chips to ten gold coin chocolates from the dinner in the Blue Room in Stockholm."

"Damn, you want to empty my pocket..."

Professor Cregman hesitated, but finally gritted his teeth.

"make a deal!"