Chapter 223

The American physical society organizes dozens of meetings a year, which can only have an impact on the scale, that is, the March meeting with the theme of solid state physics and the April meeting with the theme of particle physics.

In March 1980, the meeting was held in Manhattan, New York. When Fisher checked into the Kaiyue hotel with Zheng Jianguo, he didn't expect to see a blonde Dongwang coming face-to-face with a woman with the same blonde hair. Zheng Jianguo looked at each other and passed by, and felt that his eyes were long on his forehead when he walked.

"Do you want to change history?"

When the idea flashed through Zheng Jianguo's mind, Dong Wang, who had passed by, turned around and looked at him. Then he turned around and went away with the blonde in the Cadillac car at the door.

With a touch of regret in his heart, Zheng Jianguo believes that if he greets each other, even if he changes history in a sense, after all, there was no intersection between the two people, but think that he has come here. Then maintain the original historical trend, so that the things in his memory can happen according to the original track?

"Hi, Zheng, let's go upstairs -"

Fisher, who had reached the front desk, turned to look at Zheng Jianguo. The latter quickly followed and nodded at the lab members in the front station. He soon found that he had forgotten both their names.

"This is Jack and this is Ted. They joined the laboratory after you left -"

Fisher's voice sounded nearby, and Zheng Jianguo smiled at two freckled faces: "Hi, I'm Zheng Jianguo -"

"Well, Zheng, we know you. The professor said your discovery many times -"

Jack is a little short with brown hair. Ted next to him has stretched out his hand to his bag: "Zheng, let me help you."

"No, thanks!"

Zheng Jianguo smiled and refused directly. Without continuing to speak, they followed fisher to their respective rooms. Looking out the window at the sunny but loud trumpets, he realized the difference between Boston and Manhattan: "the temperature difference is a little too big -"

"Hi, Zheng, do you want to go down and look around?"

Jack's voice came from the open door. Zheng Jianguo turned to look at the implied expectation before he wanted to speak. He heard two loud noises outside the open window: "Ping Ping."

"Shet!"

When Zheng Jianguo looked around, Jack had quickly closed the door, looked around on the balcony, and said in a hurry, "it's a gunshot. I didn't expect it to be so chaotic here -"

"Bang bang -"

Jack's voice didn't disappear. There were two bangs on the closed door. Ted's voice followed people into the room: "Zheng, are you okay, Jack - don't stand on the balcony, be careful to be shot in the head."

"We're fine. What? You scared me."

Jack's face changed slightly, and Ted pointed to the balcony and said, "I have a friend who stood up after hearing the gunshot on the balcony and was knocked off his ear by a stray bullet. Do you also want to taste the stray bullet?"

"OK, OK, I listen to you now."

Jack looked at Zheng Jianguo, who seemed to be all right next to him. He couldn't help but say, "Zheng, you seem to be used to the sound of guns?"

"I'm not used to gunfire. I've been used to shooting since I came to America. From the report, it seems to happen every day."

Zheng Jianguo almost said that free American shooting every day. Fortunately, he knew that it was more rhymed in Mandarin. If it was changed to English, it would be different. However, the sound of the gun still reminded him: "it seems that you should reduce the number of times you go out in the future - don't turn around."

"This is a sudden event. In terms of probability, there is a large difference in numbers, but in reality, there are only yes and no results."

Jack said it subconsciously. Fortunately, he was also frightened by Ted's statement before. Finally, he changed his mouth and said, "of course, probability is probability -"

"OK, you go. I'll have a rest and call me when I have dinner."

Zheng Jianguo began to kick people out. He could see Ted's prudence and Jack's carelessness in this short time. However, his time was precious. Instead of increasing, there were two more papers in his bag, so he began to review the papers after kicking people out.

Until Fisher came over for breakfast the next morning, Zheng Jianguo accompanied him to the building not far away and reported his name. Under the guidance of the waiter, he came to a conference room and found him paying attention to the man in black at the door. Fisher next to him said, "there is Brody, the sponsor of our society and the governor of Pennsylvania, This should be his bodyguard -- "

"The governor has left. I'm the head of security at this meeting -"

The tall man in a black suit and black shoes with black sunglasses said, "this meeting is a closed door meeting. You can only participate if you receive an invitation. Now please report your name."

After picking some white eyebrows, Fisher said, "I'm fisher of Harvard University, and he's Zheng Jianguo of Harvard University --"

The dark lights, gorgeous tapestries and the buzzing decibels in the meeting room of 100 people are not as loud as the sound of their own air conditioner. This is Zheng Jianguo's most intuitive feeling after entering the meeting room, and the second feeling is that there are too many bright forehead in the room.

"Fisher, welcome, this young man is Zheng ~"

A slightly gentle low voice pulled Zheng Jianguo's attention back, and Fisher's voice came along: "since you recognize it, I won't introduce it to you, Zheng. This is Lancelot naggs, President of the British Physical Society --"

"Mr. Lancelot, nice to meet you -"

Seeing a bald forehead reflecting a dim light, Zheng Jianguo opened his mouth with a smile. He saw the president in a neat three piece suit turn his head and look at Fisher: "Fisher, did you tell Zheng about my master's identity?"

"No, Lancelot, how can I tell your weaknesses, especially in front of young people? Well, I tell you, young people today are not us at that time. You don't know what Zheng brought today -"

Fisher ignored the gunpowder smell in each other's words, but shook his head and smiled approvingly at Zheng Jianguo. Just when the latter thought he was talking to himself, Fisher looked back at Lancelot: "he proposed that the atomic graphite layer may not be an absolute two-dimensional plane structure, But with a certain curvature, the atomic graphite layer can exist at room temperature -- "

"Really, oh, Fisher, who has a mentor like you is unlucky. This is the content of Zheng's speech, but you just said it."

Lancelot's small eyes widened in an instant. He saw Zheng Jianguo staring at Fisher in amazement. Even if he guessed the possibility that it was very close to the truth: "Zheng, now your speech can be saved. Our small-scale meeting adopts the way of discussion rather than the meeting of making a report - you don't have to be sad."

"Those opportunities are given to those who need them, but you don't need those things now -"

When Fisher and Lancelot were talking, there were several curious people with different looks next to them. Their voices were not high or low. They didn't know what they were whispering in private. At this moment, someone said, "Zheng, has there been a result?"

"No, he hasn't started yet. Well, he was busy preparing for the graduation examination of medical school. Now he has signed an agreement with Massachusetts General Hospital. We can rest if we have ideas -"

Fisher's voice spread, and the voices around suddenly increased by more than a dozen decibels. Even Lancelot looked at Zheng Jianguo suspiciously, looking like he couldn't believe it: "Zheng, have you passed your graduation exam?"

"Yes, Mr. Lancelot, I'll wait for my certificate at the graduation ceremony now."

Zheng Jianguo's attitude was a little low, and his words also brought the students' prudence when they met the professors. Lancelot found out that Fisher knew it, and the people next to him thought it was the real him, so he began to discuss it one by one.

Knowing that he had no chance to appear on the stage, Zheng Jianguo put on his face the mask he hadn't taken out for a long time. He followed fisher to attend the meeting for three days. In addition to meeting physicists from various countries, he didn't even receive a business card. Fortunately, Fisher, who he followed, didn't send it to others, which calmed the waves in his heart.

It's not that young people are unqualified, but that everyone does it - physicists don't have business cards!

Because of the shooting case on the first day of his arrival, Zheng Jianguo squatted on the bed and read the paper with coffee at other times except for the meeting and hotel. So he didn't feel the time was too slow. He only confirmed that his name on his head was still too small when he checked out on the last day and rushed to the airport. Dongwang didn't recognize himself.

Of course, the biggest possibility is to recognize yourself, but don't feel the value of making friends?

"Hi, Zheng -"

Zheng Jianguo, who was following Fisher into the waiting hall, heard a call, but he didn't wait for him to look and respond. Next to him, a tall blonde raised the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and smiled on her delicate melon seed face: "hello."

"Hi, Xiaosi, how are you --"

The familiar face was printed into his eyes. Zheng Jianguo instantly widened his eyes and looked up and down at the girl who was almost as tall as himself. He couldn't help laughing and said, "well, you seem to be tall again -"

"Why, do you think it's bad?"

Camille Xiaosi looked up and down at Zheng Jianguo, just as the surprise on the cargo's face told that she didn't expect to see herself. She also didn't expect to meet Zheng Jianguo here, but her eyes fell on the two young people who were also stunned, and then fell on the leather bag in Zheng Jianguo's hand, He quickly changed his mind and said, "the film youth coral island starring me will be released next month. Can you come to the premiere?"

"This --"

Zheng Jianguo subconsciously wanted to refuse, but his eyes fell on his youthful cheeks. Especially when he looked at the eyes flashing blue waves, he felt that it was too cruel to refuse. Although the girl was almost as tall as herself, she was only 15 years old?

The idea flashed through his mind. Zheng Jianguo tilted his head, put down his handbag, took out a small notebook from his pocket, wrote two groups of numbers on it, tore it open, handed it over and said, "well, this is my contact information, phone and paging. If the phone can't get through, leave me a message on the paging."

"Oh, OK, then -"

Camille Xiaosi took the paper and looked at it. Before he finished, a voice suddenly came: "Hani, you're talking to --"

With the sound, a tall woman with the same hat and sunglasses came over. Only when Zheng Jianguo's face was printed into her eyes, the woman swallowed the words behind her, nodded at Zheng Jianguo with a slightly changed complexion, turned her head, fell over Camille Xiaosi's ear and said, "put on your glasses, hurry up --"

"OK!"

Camille Xiaosi shrunk her neck at Zheng Jianguo and put on sunglasses. When the latter was infected, she couldn't help smiling. Then she saw the woman's eyes shining sharply, and heard Camille Xiaosi say in a voice: "Hi, Zheng, this is my mother. You have said a lot of bad things about her ~"

"Well, I'm sorry, madam. I didn't know anything before -"

Seeing that Camille Xiaosi was trying to solve the knot between herself and her mother, Zheng Jianguo subconsciously apologized, but an idea soon appeared in his mind: "Camille Xiaosi is still very smart and knows how to use these little tricks to resolve the possible Embarrassment --"

"Hi, Zheng, it's time for us to check in."

When Fisher's voice came from a distance, Zheng Jianguo said to Camille Xiaosi, "Hey, I should go. How about we meet again next time?"

"Camille, it's time for us to check in ~"

The woman said and looked at Camille Xiaosi, who smiled at Zheng Jianguo: "well, let's check the tickets together -"

"Well, all right!"

Nodding at the woman, Zheng Jianguo followed the mother and daughter to the ticket gate. When he said it wouldn't be so coincidental this time, he heard that the mother and daughter were not going to Boston, but to Miami, Florida. With this idea, he and Fisher checked the tickets to the waiting hall, Camille Goss deliberately lagged behind him and said, "I hope you can attend the premiere, because Michael will also go. I remember you spoke highly of him. I think you will become friends."

"Well, OK, I'll try my best to arrange it!"

Zheng Jianguo blinked and responded quickly. He just quickly remembered Ulrika's message on the phone and Zhao Liangliang's joke. He couldn't help laughing: "of course, if you can give me some signed photos, it must play an unexpected role in bribing those colleagues -"