About 15 p.m.

For the vast majority of China, three o'clock in the afternoon is still far away from the night. However, for Stockholm, which is located in northern Europe, it has entered a long winter night.

The flying snow is like a melting pot, swallowing all things in the world, melting everything into silver in the rolling silver flame. There are only a few scattered street lights and the lights from the windows that outline the street.

However, the snow did not cool people's enthusiasm.

On the street not far from the Blue Palace, people were wearing thick down clothes and carrying handmade lanterns in their hands, as if they were watching the red brick and black tile Castle not far away with weak lights.

Standing in front of the camera in the snow like goose feather, the little sister of the reporter holds the microphone with the CTV logo in her hand and says in an excited voice.

"The street I'm standing on now is Auster begs street, which is not far from the Blue Palace. Behind me are the local Chinese residents, some of whom come from the nearby communities, some come from the cities a hundred kilometers away, and the nearby hotels have been fully booked With paper lanterns in their hands, they spontaneously gathered here. Let's interview them... "

Through the snow covered streets, the reporter came to one of the Chinese holding a lantern.

"May I interview you now, sir?"

"Yes! No problem! "

Looking at the microphone with the CTV written on it, the man, about forty years old, in a down jacket, seemed quite excited and waved to the camera behind her.

"How are you feeling now?"

Said, the reporter pointed the microphone in his hand to the past.

Looking at the microphone, the man in the down jacket, for fear that the voice is too small to hear, pulled open his voice and shouted.

"Excited! excitement! Happy! "

"Can I interview you about what makes you feel so excited, excited and happy in this cold winter?"

The man said, laughing.

"No other reason! I'm just happy to see our scientists so good! "

Behind the curtain wall made of wind and snow.

The Blue Palace standing by the lake flickers like a torch in the night, seizing all the eyes of hope.

The gate of blue hall has been surrounded by reporters from all over the world. They carry cameras in their hands, just like hunters waiting for the opportunity in the dark. They just wait for the moment when the gate is opened an hour later, waiting for the moment when the figure appears in the lens, and then press the shutter in their hands to record this historic moment.

At the same time, in the spacious hall, dozens of symphony orchestras played the music of opening.

Sitting at the special table and watching the crowded meeting place, Lu Bangguo was nervous and could not help whispering to his wife sitting next to him.

"Do you think our boat will be nervous?"

Fang Mei had not spoken yet, and Xiao Tong, who was sitting next to her, heard her and couldn't help laughing.

"Dad, what are you thinking? He won a prize that can't be hung on both sides of the wall, can he? "

Fang Mei smiled, patted Xiao Tong's hand lightly, and said.

"Your father's mind has never been able to turn around, even though he is sitting in the blue hall, just like his son's opening ceremony and class meeting."

"Nonsense, I'm worried about my son. Don't you worry about your son?" Old face red, Lu Bangguo glared at Fang Mei, then looked at Xiaotong, "down to the ground" to count the road, "you do not understand, when you have a son will know!"

Xiao Tong spits out her tongue and makes a face.

"Cut! Seeing that my brother is hopeless, you start to squeeze me, right? "

"What is squeezing? Does your father worry about your life? You are the same girl. You haven't been looking for a partner for so long. "

"I'm not interested, and I'm so busy every day that I don't have time to fall in love."

“…… No, I heard that the life of international students should be very colorful

Listening to his father's speech, Xiao Tong couldn't help turning his eyes.

"There is also a big difference between international students and international students. Not all people enjoy life. What's more, it's Princeton, a small village far away from big cities, and half of the earth's freaks are gathered there. Everyone is doing their own business Forget it. I told you that you don't understand. Anyway, you don't have such an idea at all. "

"No wonder..." Lu Bangguo felt his chin and didn't know what he was thinking. He said to himself, "no wonder he hasn't found a partner for such a long time. He was influenced by the environment."

Xiaotong: " Well, I think my brother is one of the weirdos. "

The sound of the symphony is more and more intense, and the baton waving in the conductor's hand is faster and faster, which drives the atmosphere of the whole audience to be higher and higher."The last to win both the Nobel Prize in physics and the Nobel Prize in chemistry was Madame Curie." Looking at the symphony on the stage, Edward Witten, wearing a long windbreaker, said with a trace of envy in his eyes, "I didn't expect such a great man to appear beside you and me."

As for the Nobel Prize in physics, Witten has been obsessed for a long time, which is almost an open secret in the field of physics. But the Nobel committee could not award him the prize because of his academic prestige, because both M Theory and string theory are unproven.

They won't make easy compromises, at least for the physics prize.

"Yes."

He took an unexpected look at Professor deline standing beside him, and Professor Witten joked.

"When your favorite student gets this award, is it only the word" yes "that you feel?"

"I didn't study physics and chemistry, and I didn't want to say much more than I asked him," continued Professor deline after a silence. "But I admit that when I sent him an offer, I didn't expect that his knowledge would bring such a big change to the world."

Looking at the eyes on the stage, there was a sense of relief. The old man without hair suddenly smiled.

"It's also interesting to say that what the school of burbagi preached was always the purity of mathematics and believed that mathematics should only serve mathematics. But from him, I see a different change. "

"Mathematics can not only change mathematics, it can even change the world."

"I remember him saying that."

"And it's not just talk."

The symphony is over.

The president of the Nobel Foundation, standing in front of the audience, announced the opening speech of the Nobel prize awarding ceremony.

Next to him was the head of the Nobel Committee on physics, simatz Larsen.

The old man with gold rimmed glasses pushed his glasses gently, reached for the microphone, and continued in a steady and solemn voice.

"For a long time, we knew little about the higher dimensions of the world."

"Until a tiny dust comes into view of all of us."

There was silence in the meeting.

Everyone watched the stage and waited quietly for the old man to continue.

“…… It is so small that almost everyone, you and I sitting here We all missed it. "

"But fortunately, things have changed."

"The establishment of the lunar Hadron Collider and the birth of a new physics research system are all due to the unremitting efforts of a great man. All of us have taken a big step forward and reached a field that no one has ever set foot on."

"And it turns out that there is no chance in nature."

"Behind all seemingly incomprehensible phenomena, there is a certain reason."

"Thanks for not giving up."

It's like telling a distant legend. The voice of the old man has a special appeal, which makes people feel awed. At this time, the old man suddenly raised the volume, with a solemn and high voice.

"I declare on behalf of the Nobel Prize in physics selection committee."

"The winner of the 2023 Nobel Prize in physics is --"

"land boat!"