On the first Wednesday of February, a bright silver flight landed at Paris International Airport.

On the plane, a kind-hearted old man was giving way to a handsome young man.

"Academician Lu, please."

"How can it be? Please first."

In general, he would not refuse to land the boat, but when he thought about the level and occasion of the pick-up personnel outside, he gave him some advice unconsciously.

No, it can't be called advice.

Just not very good at this kind of thing.

Looking at the solemn appearance of the boat, the old man laughed and joked.

"If we continue to be polite, people outside will start to worry."

Seeing that the old man didn't intend to give in at all, Lu Zhou had to give up his modesty and continue to walk forward.

To be honest, Lu Zhou didn't expect that he just asked director Li to help arrange a flight along the way to see if he could get off the special plane for diplomats.

However, he did not expect that director Li had arranged himself for the flight.

The old man who used to be humble to each other was not someone else, but the one who often wrote to him.

It is said that the trip is for the completion of the nuclear fusion power plant in kadallas and the cooperation of the silk road.

Because it was just in early February, when I learned that Lu Zhou was going to France, the elder took him along the way.

Along the way, they talked from mathematics to physics, from physics to chips, nuclear engineering and aerospace.

Lu Zhou intended to sleep all the way, but he couldn't stand the old man's hand and asked him this and that all the time. Out of politeness, he didn't answer, but finally he couldn't stop talking.

Fortunately, he took a nap for four hours before getting off the plane, otherwise he would not be able to open his eyes now.

He was about to get down the gangway when someone stopped him.

"This gentleman, please wait a moment."

Walking to the side of the boat, the stewardess of the special plane reached out her hand and helped him sort out the collar that he had broken when he went to bed. Then she smiled with a sign on her face.

"It's much more handsome."

“…… Thank you. "

I don't know if it's his illusion. I always feel that the little stewardess's eyes are not so natural.

It's like some kind of carnivore, seeing a big piece of fat.

Although a little embarrassed, but the boat can't help but live in the heart of a small proud for a few seconds.

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

As expected, the lineup to pick up the plane outside is very grand. The red carpet was spread under the gangway, and on both sides stood the concierge in suits.

In addition to the ambassador and the Minister for foreign affairs of France, even the president is here.

"Welcome to France, distinguished academician Lu Zhou." A tall man in a suit and physique 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."

There was a sunny smile on his face, the man continued.

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

Lu Zhou said with a modest smile.

"You flatter me."

After all, it was a diplomatic occasion. After two friendly exchanges with the land boat, the president did not stay with him, and soon focused on the old man who was walking down the gangway.

The land boat that has been let go is at last relieved, feeling the pressure on the shoulder is much smaller.

It's not his stage fright.

He has seen a lot of big scenes when he can publish reports in international forums and summits. Even if there are twice as many people here, he will not feel anything.

However, the problem is that standing in this place, he represents not only himself, but also the collective of Chinese researchers and even the national image of China.

It's hard for him to really relax even if he wants to play a little easier with such a big pressure on his shoulders

……

In addition to the grand reception ceremony, there is a national banquet waiting for them in the evening.

The state banquet is held in the presidential palace and is in the charge of the mysterious French presidential kitchen.

Before the party, Lu Zhou was really looking forward to it. However, when the dishes came, he felt as if they were no different from the French restaurants he had eaten before.

At least in his opinion, the biggest difference is probably that each dish is a little more refined, a little less.

The only thing that impressed him was a French roasted snail.

As for the impressive reason, it's not how delicious it is, but I didn't expect to see it hereOf course, objectively, the taste is quite good.

After all, if it's not delicious, people will not bring it.

All in all, the whole party was in a relaxed atmosphere.

It seems that Lu Zhou didn't particularly like to discuss political views with others. In France, he also arranged a academician of Mathematics Department of French Academy of Sciences to communicate with him.

At the end of the banquet, before returning to his hotel, a French Foreign Ministry official found him and politely addressed him.

"I heard that academician Lu is going to visit Mr. grotendic's former residence?"

Lu Zhou nodded and said with a smile.

"I do have this plan. Although I'm sorry I haven't met the old man, he is also my grandmaster strictly."

"Professor grotendic is indeed a respectable scholar. His attitude to war and his pursuit of truth are respected by countless French people," the Frenchman continued with a smile and a friendly tone. "If you need it, we will arrange special cars and special security personnel for you. As long as it's in France, you can go anywhere you want. "

Lu Zhou nodded and said happily.

"Thank you so much."

At night.

After a long day, I finally arrived at the hotel where I stayed.

As soon as I got back to my room, the boat took a simple shower, and then I couldn't wait to lie down on the bed. I didn't want to move at all.

Before he fell asleep, he picked up his mobile phone and brushed the news for a while.

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

Seeing this, Lu Zhou could not help laughing and shaking his head.

He seems to have contracted all the big news in this period of time.

The heat of Z particle hasn't gone away, and the melon eaters are still wondering whether he can get the Nobel Prize in physics this year. It's not a few days before he made a brush on the diplomatic visit of China to France.

Just as Lu zhouzheng was about to throw his mobile phone on the bedside table and turn over to sleep, a message popped up at the top of the screen.

[are you in Paris? ]Seeing the news, Lu Zhou was slightly stunned and reached out to open the Facebook he didn't know how to use. Most of the people he added were friends he knew when he was studying and working in Princeton, but even if he added them, he seldom talked with each other, and usually used e-mail to communicate with others.

To his surprise, the news came from Molina.

The last news was last year's "Happy New Year".

This year's even missed out.

After a moment's hesitation, Lu Zhou edited a message to reply.

[yes, what's the matter? ]Molina: [come out and drink with me. ]

land boat: "..."

What's wrong with that?

But then she was in France.

When has Princeton's holiday become so long?

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

Soon a message came.

Molina: [ What do you mean by that? ]

boat: [ Do you think it's appropriate for me to live in such a place and sneak out in front of reporters? ]

journalists can't come in the hotel.

But it's different outside the hotel.

In the middle of the night, I slipped out of the hotel where the mission stayed and went to the bar with a beautiful lady.

Although he and Molina are just ordinary friends, and most of their conversations are about academic issues, no one would believe that even if he explained this way.

Molina: "..."

Seeing that no news has been sent for half a day, Lu zhousighed and hurt his friend's heart, so he edited a message and sent it, which was a little polite.

[or you can come here. ]

Molina: [locate and send. ]

didn't think much about it, so the land boat conveniently sent the positioning in the past.

Paris is so big and the traffic is not so good. If you want to see the distance, you may not be interested in it.

Drinking is an interest in itself. In order to drink two drinks and take a car of more than ten kilometers, no one has that interest.

However, after the location was sent, no message was sent back for half a day.

Seeing this, Lu Zhou suddenly froze.

Recumbent groove?

Is this guy really coming?