Chapter 979 A Timely Invitation

Although he understood the ins and outs of the matter, it had no direct effect on improving Harold's current situation.

Unless he changes his research direction.

However, on the one hand, Harold was never willing to compromise due to academic strife.

On the other hand, he has spent too many sunk costs on the research of compact high-precision formats in the past few years, and has already made some plans.

If he changes his research direction at this time, it will indeed be a loss.

But if it continues like this, that's not an option.

Originally, Harold had already contacted a material manufacturing company and planned to make several display boards so that he could attend an industry report meeting in the energy and power field.

As a result, I was stuck on the most basic qualifications to participate.

Of course, you can also spend some money to buy tickets for this kind of conference.

But if you take this route to attend the meeting, you won't even be able to enter the infield.

You can only try your luck in the outermost hall.

He himself can choose to be a salty fish and it doesn't matter, but several students in the research group still need the opportunity to show their faces.

This is also what Harold is most worried about now.

If the first batch of students he brings cannot succeed, then his future reputation in the education world may not be guaranteed.

"Dong dong dong——"

"Dong dong dong——"

"..."

Matthew Sane knocked on the door several times in succession, but did not see Harold behind the computer raise his head, so he had to walk into the office on his own:

"Professor...Professor?"

After being called twice in a row, Harold finally recovered from his loss and anger.

"Oh...Matthew..."

He gently rubbed the corners of his eyes that were a little sore due to lack of sleep in recent days:

"anything?"

Although Matthew is Harold's founding disciple, he is only a graduate student after all and does not know what has happened recently.

I just think it's because my mentor has been busy with scientific research recently and hasn't had a good rest.

"Professor, as per your request, I have summarized the main conclusions and core derivation process of our previous paper. Now even if they are all put on the same display board, it will not look too crowded..."

He said as he placed the laptop tucked under his arm in front of Harold and opened the lid.

A vertical strip design is displayed on the screen.

Although there is a lot of content, it does not seem cluttered.

I even included a few pictures here and there.

It obviously took a lot of effort.

Seeing this scene, Harold's first reaction was even stunned.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of guilt swept through his heart.

"well……"

Harold sighed and wanted to tell the truth about the current situation, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

Should we just say, "Our meeting schedule may have to be cancelled, and all your preparations during this period will be in vain"?

That's a little too literal.

But if you don’t say it, this is not something that can be kept hidden forever...

In fact, Harold's research was able to be established as a project and received a start-up fund, which shows that at least someone is paying attention to this direction.

But the problem is that now he doesn’t have a platform to publicize his results——

After all, JCAS is just a very young journal from China.

And it’s still a hodgepodge.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is purely for academia.

This type of journal is rarely read by the business world.

Industry-related conferences are different.

The energy and power conference he wanted to attend was not only organized by universities, but also by well-known companies such as General Electric, Westinghouse, and Honeywell.

If you show your results on it, you will have a high chance of getting registered with these companies.

This is a great opportunity for him and the entire research team.

But the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Harold even considered whether to spend his own money to buy an admission opportunity and take the students to see the world.

Moreover, the outfield is also a serious meeting venue after all.

Maybe some financial owner has taken a fancy to it...

Matthew, who was standing opposite, saw Harold staring straight at the computer without speaking, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried:

"Professor, this version of the plan...do you think there is anything that needs to be modified?"

The latter was so confused that he actually couldn't calm down and read the content carefully. In addition, his energy was a little lost, so he nodded almost mechanically:

"This is enough."

“The format of the exhibition board is to take into account that a large number of viewers are just passing by, so it must be possible to use simple elements such as pictures or keywords to attract attention.”

"As long as you can make people stop here, that's half the battle..."

Obviously, whether intentionally or not, Harold has begun to try to lower Matthew's psychological expectations.

So as not to make the gap too big when the time comes.

And the effect of these words was immediate.

Matthew's eyes that had just brightened up suddenly dimmed a lot:

"That...doesn't it mean that the effect will be very poor?"

Harold hesitated for a moment, then gave a noncommittal answer:

"For a meeting like this, the most effective one is to go directly to the stage to give a report... But the number of places for this kind of opportunity is limited, and you basically have to be invited..."

In fact, as early as the beginning of last year, the American Institute of Aeronautics and Astronautics asked him through private channels whether he was interested in giving a report at the annual meeting in December.

But at the last minute before the official invitation was sent out, the theme of the entire annual meeting changed.

And the report naturally fell through...

Harold realized that he seemed to be thinking about the distant again.

He told himself in his heart that it was useless to recall the past at this time.

So he adjusted his mood and continued:

"However, as long as your research results are effective enough, even if you set up a display board in a crowded field, there will always be a chance to be noticed..."

As Harold spoke, he moved his office chair back behind his monitor and habitually opened the browser to check today's email.

Matthew saw this and also closed the computer, cheered up again, and turned around to leave the office.

But.

At this moment.

Harold, who had just opened his mailbox, suddenly found an email from the official mailbox of Torch Group at the top of the inbox list.

As a researcher in the field of numerical computing, it is impossible for him not to have heard of this Chinese company.

In terms of comprehensive performance, the computational tool TORCH Multiphysics developed by it is still far ahead. Only a few competitors such as COMSOL can challenge it in some subdivided directions such as CFD.

In fact, Harold was already a loyal user of TORCH Multiphysics before joining Ohio State University.

Therefore, he clicked on the email almost without thinking.

"Maybe it is a recommendation advertisement for the new version?"

While the page was loading, Harold thought so -

He knew that next month, Torch Group will release a new version 2.0 of TORCH Multiphysics software.

The other party even planned to use this as an excuse to hold a conference on numerical algorithms and computational science.

You know, before this, although numerical calculations have been put into practical application in many engineering fields, it is rarely regarded as an independent discipline.

Therefore, such a conference with a theme, especially when the main organizer is the industry leader such as Torch Group, naturally attracted a lot of attention.

However, the conference time and the energy and power report will overlap to a certain extent, and China is too far away from Ohio, so Harold is only prepared to pay attention to the other party's bulletin and related conference papers afterwards.

However, the loading speed of the email was much faster than Harold expected.

In less than half a second, the content was displayed on the screen.

It was not an advertisement.

It was a short invitation letter.

Asking him if he was interested in going to Huaxia as a special guest on March 30 and 31 to attend the Numerical Algorithms and Computational Science Conference hosted by Torch Group.

If interested, he needed to prepare an academic report of about 25-30 minutes in advance...

Harold's bloodshot eyes flashed a trace of confusion.

At a certain moment, he even wondered if he had not rested for too long and had hallucinations.

But the English letters on the computer screen were extremely clear, not like the illusory scene in a dream...

"Special guest..."

"Academic report..."

"25-30 minutes..."

A few key words directly hit Harold dizzy.

"Matthew!"

He supported the table, closed his eyes, took several deep breaths in a row, and shouted to the door at the highest voice.

At this time, Matthew had just walked a few steps out of the office when he heard his name again, and it was a roar, almost scaring his laptop off.

He hurriedly returned to Harold's office:

"Professor?"

"It's the display board... Any questions?"

The latter waved his hand and motioned Matthew to sit on another chair next to him:

"Forget about Fxxking's display board."

Harold opened his eyes again, and the pain and confusion in his eyes just now had completely disappeared.

All that remained was a firm look:

"Our chance has come."

"Huh?"

Matthew still didn't quite understand the situation.

"Let's work together to expand the content of the display board into an academic report."

"The content must be substantial enough..."