Chapter 217 A Long Night Eating Noodles with the Academician

The development of things was a bit beyond Zhou Rui's expectations.

Not only did the height of development exceed Zhou Rui's expectations.

The time span was also far beyond.

At one o'clock in the morning, Dean Zhao arrived at the battlefield.

Zhou Rui looked at the watch, then looked at Han Ziyin with tired eyes, wondering why today was not over yet?

After Dean Zhao came, he looked at the magical effect of the "electrically controlled absorbing film" and looked through the handwritten test data for a long time. The more he looked, the deeper his frown became.

He knew Mou Zhongyi's level. Although his focus in the past two years was not on scientific research, he was also a capable person who had participated in many confidential projects. He had few papers, but he was affected by confidentiality.

Moreover, Dean Zhao himself also specialized in nanomaterials, which was similar to the field of metamaterials. What he had in his hands did not look obscure at all.

But the more so, the more surprised he was.

A brand new field, a brand new metamaterial structure, and a brand new research direction.

And the most outrageous thing was that there was actually a finished product? !

What is this concept?

You know that metamaterials are still just a theoretical concept.

This is equivalent to others still studying the principle of "microwave heating", and you have already made a microwave oven and put it on the table.

And it is cheap and easy to use.

Dean Zhao looked at Zhou Rui deeply. This student is always good at making a big noise.

Last time he saved 40 people and won the first-class merit for bravery. He was impressed by this student. This time he made too much noise.

Mou Zhongyi waited for Dean Zhao to finish reading, and asked hopefully: "Why, Lao Zhao, I asked you to come here to check your pulse."

He trusted the level of his old friend very much. To be honest, he was much better than him, otherwise he would not be rated as an academician.

Dean Zhao flipped through the manuscript again and again: "There is no doubt that this is a major discovery at the level of the three top journals, and it can be written into a TV series. No matter how much you write, they will publish it."

Mou Zhongyi slapped his thigh: "Who asked you this? It's a disadvantage to publish a paper about this thing. Have you seen people publish papers on B2 coatings?"

Dean Zhao: "Whether it can be used in that field, our words don't count. Besides, you are only an expert in absorbing materials, not a fighter design expert."

"The most important thing now is to find a way to reproduce this result. Xiao Zhou, you must recall and record everything that happened last night. Even if it is some seemingly unimportant details, it is best not to miss them."

Mou Zhongyi emphasized in a low voice: "Handwritten, must be handwritten."

Zhou Rui understood that these two elderly people in their sixties represent two different types of scientific researchers.

Dean Zhao is a big man, an academician and a dean. He has a broader vision and is closer to the current mainstream "non-confidential scientific researchers".

And Mou Zhongyi may have some knot in his heart and wants to guide in the direction of military industry.

But in the end, it was Zhou Rui who made the decision.

Dean Zhao pulled a chair and asked Zhou Rui to sit down, saying: "Xiao Zhou, Lao Mou told me on the way that he usually doesn't care about the transformation of results, but I can give you a reassurance. The school and the college will never embezzle your results. I admit that there are some bad examples in society, but in Fudan University, in the School of Materials, I will keep an eye on you, and this will not happen."

"But as for the paper, as Lao Mou said, you can write it and you must write it, make a summary and review, but don't publish it publicly for the time being."

Mou Zhongyi whispered on the side: "Handwritten, this must be handwritten too."

Dean Zhao rolled his eyes at him: You are annoying, you know!

"Then I hope to get the school's power involved and find out the potential of this metamaterial as soon as possible. Don't worry about the results. You will definitely be the first author of the paper, or even the sole author. You can record this, I guarantee you."

Zhou Rui coughed lightly to demonstrate embarrassment.

The phone in my pocket has been recording.

"Of course I trust you 100%. A new direction requires a lot of outstanding scientific researchers to work together. But I heard from Mr. Mou that our school has several plans for the transformation of results, right?"

Dean Zhao nodded and said, "Let me tell you in detail. Generally speaking, if there is a major discovery, the school or college will have a bonus, and then according to the importance and field, you can apply for the corresponding national awards, and then I won't say much nonsense about the evaluation of professional titles and honors.

"In the future, if it is a pure scientific research route, it means establishing a new project team, and the school and the country will approve the funds. ”

“If the results have commercial value and you want to register a company to conduct commercial activities, the school can provide capital according to the actual situation and carry out some in-depth cooperation, such as joint laboratories”

More support is intangible. On the whole, Fuda is "making great efforts and holding a small stake".

The company name starting with "Fu" alone has considerable value.

Different levels and different needs.

Fuda is not greedy for profit. What Fuda wants is results, a new flag on its own scientific castle, and the weight and reputation of the scientific community.

Although from the perspective of the school, most of the results conversion investments in recent years have been wasted, and even cheated, but it still insists on implementing them every year.

Zhou Rui nodded and roughly understood what was going on.

Dean Zhao talked about some details, and then remembered that there was another key point.

“Didn’t you say that the equipment was broken? The data was saved, right?”

Wu Huamin nodded quickly: “Basic data has”

“What about the experimental traces?”

"It was wiped by a rag, but it shouldn't have much of an impact."

Dean Zhao finally looked at Zhou Rui.

It seems that the key to everything is still in the hands of this young man.

Dean Zhao went to check the instruments, and walked around three times inside and outside. Finally, he said in a deep voice: "Don't let any more irrelevant people into this laboratory. I will call immediately and ask the equipment department to come and take comprehensive samples immediately! Even the dust in the vacuum chamber must be tested for its composition."

Mou Zhongyi said: "That makes sense, hurry up!"

He asked the other party to come because he was a capable person.

Zhou Rui coughed lightly:

"Ahem, Dean, Mr. Mou, I interrupt."

Everyone looked over, including Han Ziyin who couldn't open his eyes.

Zhou Rui showed his mobile phone: "It's already three o'clock in the morning. I have a small suggestion. Don't bother the teachers who are on vacation. Once we lock the door and take a step, we can still do it tomorrow."

When several people heard that it was three o'clock, they were also stunned and took out their mobile phones.

Good guy! Wow!

All the wives and spouses sent text messages and made phone calls.

Dean Zhao received two text messages.

Mou Zhongyi received two text messages, two of which were missed.

Wu Huamin received seventeen text messages, twenty-three of which were missed.

He was so scared that his hands trembled and his face turned bitter.

Mou Zhongyi hurriedly said: "Will you still remember tomorrow? It's only been 24 hours now, your memory should be the clearest."

Zhou Rui pointed to his temple: "Don't worry, my memory has always been very good, how about we lock the door? Go for a midnight snack first?"

He only ate a bowl of instant noodles all day

Mou Zhongyi and Dean Zhao looked at each other. Xiao Zhou's suggestion was really unexpected

But they were really hungry

And Wu Huamin, looking at his wife's text messages, was numb.

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20 minutes later, on the commercial street behind Fuda University.

This is a 24-hour braised beef noodle shop.

On the greasy and worn-out table, four men and one woman were eating noodles.

Among them are an academician, a full professor, and an associate professor.

The small shop may never have such a high "tech content".

Dean Zhao: "Slurp, I feel like I'm back to my youth. I waited for data in the laboratory until midnight, and it was so comfortable to eat a bowl of instant noodles."

Although he has reached a high position, who didn't come from a young age?

When was the last time he ate at such a roadside stall? 10 years ago? Or even earlier?

Dean Zhao felt younger!

His legs were no longer sore, his waist was no longer tired, and even his digestion was better.

How could he eat such a big bowl of noodles normally?

Maybe this is called the smell of fireworks, which is the most appetizing.

Mou Zhongyi took a big sip of the noodle soup and felt comfortable all over: "Ha, you are talking about the time when you were in the Third Institute of Materials, you were lucky to have a bonus. At that time, instant noodles were a rare thing. We ordinary researchers couldn't afford it. We ate pancakes when we were hungry at night."

Dean Zhao wiped his mouth: "Secretly, the instant noodles were given by my wife. Hehe, I couldn't bear to buy them myself."

Dean Zhao slapped his thigh when he thought of his wife.

Many years of companionship.

Drink a glass of old wine!

Since everyone thought I was here to drink old wine, why not just drink some!

When they came out of the second floor of the materials just now, the two old men looked tired, but now they are energetic again. They ordered a bottle of Shikumen and drank it with relish, and added peanuts.

Maybe after drinking two taels of old wine, Dean Zhao also put down the tone of an academician and revealed a little bit of the character of an old naughty boy.

Looking at Zhou Rui who was concerned about whether Han Ziyin was sleepy, he said: "Xiao Zhou, your academic and emotional development are both flourishing. How long have you two been together?"

Zhou Rui rolled his eyes and said nothing. The older generation is like this, they like to talk about the feelings of young people.

Han Ziyin saw that Zhou Rui didn't say anything, and lowered her head to continue eating noodles.

After sitting for a while, the two old people couldn't stand it anymore and finally left.

Dean Zhao: "Tomorrow, I will contact the equipment department early in the morning"

Mou Zhongyi: "Me too, I will come early in the morning."

Zhou Rui quickly stopped: "You two should sleep until you wake up naturally. The laboratory has been locked, and these few hours are not a big deal."

After all, the two are not young anymore, don't make any trouble.

Wu Huamin drove the car to send the two bosses off. When leaving, Zhou Rui said to the driver: "Teacher Wu, I think you are tired too. Drive slowly on the road."

Wu Huamin nodded dejectedly. He would drive as slowly as possible so that he could delay the time to go home.

Watching the car slowly drive away, Zhou Rui looked at the watch. It was already four o'clock, and there were only a few hours left before dawn.

This day is quite long