The next day, Matthew sat in Xue Chunhe''s office.
"I think so yesterday," Matthew whispered cautiously.
It''s important. Matthew was afraid that Dean Xue didn''t understand, so he simply said his guess.
"Well, I guess so."
"Xue Yuan, Miss Wu... Hey hey." Matthew''s words came to his mouth and turned into a smile. The laughter sank as if he had just made an expression.
"Oh, i... I didn''t know it before. Once I talked to my son about teacher Wu. After listening to it, I was quite moved." Xue Chunhe leaned back in his chair and looked strange. He didn''t look like the Dean Xue who was usually silent and smiling.
Matthew sat straight, with only half his ass touching the chair.
"Horse yard, don''t you understand why Mr. Wu returned home?"
"Yes." Matthew nodded very seriously, and his voice returned to the normal volume. "With Mr. Wu''s talent, he is already a foreign academician of the two academies of the United States. In my impression, only two or three people can do it."
"My son said, it seems that if Mr. Wu doesn''t come back, he can''t come back." Xue Chunhe said.
"..." Matthew had nothing to say about it.
"My son asked me, do you know why he wants to go home directly in 2018?"
"I remember that the year before last you were worried about pulling your hair down one by one." Matthew smiled. "The child wanted to return home before graduation. I thought he wanted to get a green card and stay in the United States."
"Yes, I think so too. Sometimes I discuss with my family what to do if I go to the United States and I don''t know the language." Xue Chunhe said sarcastically, "I always have to see my grandson."
"And then?"
"Zhang Shousheng, Yang Zhenning''s chief disciple, is also the" prodigy "whom Yang Zhenning has high hopes for... Wait for me, I''ll have a look."
Xue Chunhe doesn''t have Wu Mian''s memory. He can remember Zhang Shousheng''s name.
"He won the European physics prize in 2010, won all the heavyweight awards in the physics field in 2013, and won the Franklin prize in the United States in 2014. Mr. Yang Zhenning said that the Nobel Prize in physics will be awarded to Zhang Shousheng sooner or later. In the future, our country''s physics will be a well deserved leader and a king in the world."
"So powerful?!" Matthew was surprised.
He is just an ordinary person and has no contact with the academic world. People like Professor Zhang Shousheng haven''t even heard his name for Matthew.
"My son adores him very much and says that the future development of quantum mechanics depends on what new theory Mr. Zhang Shousheng can put forward."
"I''ll go..."
"He was a little older than us. He was 63 years old," Xue Chunhe said. "He died unexpectedly."
"Accident?" Matthew grasped the key point of President Xue in front of the word death.
"Who knows, my son said that if Mr. Wu didn''t return home, he would probably die ''accidentally'' soon. This kind of thing was not uncommon in the past and will often happen in the future." Xue Chunhe said faintly.
"It''s just an accident, Xue Yuan, now..."
"Conspiracy theory? That''s what I told my son." Xue Chunhe looked deeper. He looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window and seemed to see teacher Wu who didn''t know where.
"Shortly before Professor Zhang Shousheng''s accidental death, he accepted the Commission of Huawei to study Chinese chips and was about to make a major breakthrough."
“……”
"My son said that Professor Zhang Shousheng is engaged in the field of condensed matter physics. The chip he developed is probably a quantum chip... Unfortunately." Xue Chunhe shook his head slightly.
"True or false?!" Matthew seldom spoke to Dean Xue in this tone, but the things involved made Matthew thrilled.
"My son is from the Physics Department of Tsinghua University. Although Professor Zhang has become an American, foreign academicians of our Academy of Sciences will go to Tsinghua University to teach young people regularly every year."
"..." Matthew''s back was cold.
"He put forward the idea of leapfrog development of domestic chips in China and used the" quantum spin Hall effect "to produce" topological insulators "... Old, can''t remember." Xue Chunhe shook his head.
Matthew couldn''t say a word.
"Huawei invested heavily in this. Shortly after the breakthrough in technology, Meng night was arrested in Canada. At the same time, the day before the chip technology conference, Zhang Shousheng also died of depression in the United States."
"I can''t stand thinking about it," Xue Chunhe said. "When my son cried for returning home for 18 years, my family and I didn''t understand. We thought there was something wrong with our brain. Who could have thought..."
"Is it really depression?" Matthew asked.
"Yes, my son also gave an example." Xue Chunhe said, "there is a Shanghai child named Ren Wei. He is a mathematical genius. He went to the Department of mathematics at the University of Chicago to study. In computer science, Ren Wei has extraordinary attainments and developed a very unique algorithm."
"Oh." Matthew doesn''t understand computers.
"To put it simply, Ren Wei became a calculus lecturer in the Department of mathematics at the University of Chicago in Grade 5."
"I... Le go!"
This sentence is easy to understand. Isn''t this what Mr. Wu looked like when he was young? The pattern of big brother leading little sister.
There are many such examples in the world of genius.
It was a strange world that Matthew had never touched.
Nowadays, when talking about chatting, I often sigh and wonder at the brilliance of those talents.
"I don''t know what happened in the middle, but Ren Wei died of depression the day before he wanted to return home."
Depression, especially depression!
Matthew felt the cold hairs on his back stand up.
These geniuses are similar to Miss Wu, but Miss Wu suddenly returned home, and they... Died in a foreign land.
"Alas." Xue Chunhe shook his head, "as long as Mr. Wu is safe, go to locate Mr. Wu? Hehe, I don''t know the depth."
"Hey, I didn''t expect it," Matthew said seriously. "I''ll criticize myself first, regardless of..."
Xue Chun and his expressionless face listened to Matthew''s routine for nearly 5 minutes. Like a gushing River, they knocked on the table with their fingers.
"Horse yard."
"Ah!"
"Just us, don''t say that." Xue Chunhe said, "don''t mention it in the future. Forget it."
"Yes," said Matthew respectfully, "I don''t remember anything when I went out."
"You go to see the clinic. Director Zhou and director Gao argued yesterday." Xue Chunhe said, "we haven''t quarreled with you yet, but everyone is dissatisfied."
"......." Matthew was helpless. "Is it because of the Yellow River Chorus?"