Annihilation of the solar system

Zhou Cheng leaned on the comfortable leather seat and flipped through a thick book. There were two computer monitors, a pen and a large ashtray on the large desk. Apart from that, there was nothing more There is nothing superfluous. Behind the desk is a whole glass curtain wall. Through the curtain wall, you can see the glorious night view of the city and the sky illuminated by lights.

The sound of "thumping" footsteps came from outside the study, and a woman walked in carrying a fruit plate.

Although there are some traces of time on her face, her figure is still graceful and graceful, and her every move exudes the unique charm of a mature woman. She is Zhou Cheng's wife, Shen Manling, who is also a professor at Qingbei University. But in In terms of majors, Zhou Cheng majored in theoretical physics and Shen Manling majored in astronomy.

"Lao Zhou, eat some fruit! The tropical fruits sent by your students are very fresh."

Zhou Cheng put the information in his hand on the desk, picked up a piece of fruit from the plate and put it in his mouth. His eyes were a little distracted, and his mind was still thinking about the contents of the information. Shen Manling put the fruit plate on the desk and put it in his mouth. Zhou Cheng sat down next to him:

"Is it a Chaowen paper?"

Zhou Cheng's eyes trembled for a moment before he came back to his senses:

"Well, at tomorrow's National Physics Academic Conference, Chaowen will read out his papers and research results."

The corners of Shen Manling's mouth were slightly raised, and a faint smile flowed on her jade-like face:

"Isn't there nothing to worry about? Over the years since Chaowen became your student, academics have never worried you. I still remember the day you brought him back from the high school class and talked endlessly with him. I talked about that genius boy for hours."

At this point, Shen Manling's smile became even brighter. But Zhou Cheng said with a self-deprecating tone:

"Forget it, I can no longer be his teacher! In the five years since he came to Qingbei University, including one year at CERN, he has combined theoretical physics, astrophysics, condensed matter physics, and high-energy physics. I have won every degree in organic chemistry and even mathematics, and I have won a few domestic and international awards, except for the Nobel Prize.”

Zhou Cheng put his hand on the paper on the table:

"This paper will be published tomorrow. Once it is verified by experiments, the Nobel Prize will be in the bag. Do you think I can be a teacher with such a student?"

The smile on Shen Manling's face was still the same as before, just right. It was more fun than smiling, and less joking than laughter:

"I am an outsider when it comes to your theoretical physics. However, Chaowen has also come to consult with me about our astronomical observations. He is indeed very talented in this area. His speed in learning knowledge and his ability to draw inferences from one example are also impressive. I was amazed.”

Shen Manling gently put her hand on her husband's shoulder and continued:

"But, this kid is young himself. The way he looks at you is no different from looking at his high school teacher. You! Don't care about how much academic knowledge you can impart to him. You are just like life in his eyes." It’s the same as your mentor. Even if he wins the Nobel Prize, your status as teacher and student is well-deserved.”

When his wife said this, Zhou Cheng's face was filled with confidence and pride, and he picked up a piece of fruit from the fruit plate next to him:

"That's true. In his first year at the university, I did impart a lot of academic knowledge to him. By the way, the learning speed you just mentioned is not accurate. In mathematical terms, his learning speed has increased exponentially. .”

Zhou Cheng chewed the fresh and juicy fruit, with a little helplessness in his eyes:

"After a year, I basically have nothing to teach him. In many cases, his views and insights have guided my academic research. In addition to recommending subject professors to him, I also signed his papers. Others Basically I can’t do anything.”

Zhou Cheng looked at his wife:

"However, as you said, Chaowen has always had the character of a child. Putting aside his academic abilities, he has always treated me with the awe of an enlightening mentor. But I am never at ease in my heart. ...I don’t know where to start with this lack of practicality...It’s like winning the World Cup through match-fixing...No one knows, but you know it yourself.”

Shen Manling put away the smile on her face and her voice became serious:

"Look what you said! What about match-fixing? If you hadn't brought him back from high school under pressure, he wouldn't have achieved such high achievements at such a young age. What's wrong with this? A good teacher brings out the good What's wrong with this, students?"

Zhou Cheng nodded in acquiescence, and the seriousness on Shen Manling's face gradually changed back to the smile just now:

"But in the past few years, since Chaowen came, I don't care about anything else. You spend more and more time at home, and you can spend more time with me and my daughter. You don't have to be busy at school all day, and then go home and dive into the study. I work until midnight. Look at your study room. In the past, your desk was always full of information and full of ashtrays."

Zhou Cheng opened the drawer and took out a box of cigarettes, took one out and lit it. He laughed awkwardly:

"Haha, for each of my academic projects, I only need to come up with the project title. Within a week, Chaowen will hand me a complete project plan, and he can even write out the experimental plan. And it's practical The discussion process was almost exactly the same as his plan!”

Shen Manling asked doubtfully:

"Isn't there always a time when things go wrong?"

Zhou Cheng shook his head:

"What's wrong? It's more accurate than a computer. He finished all the work I did in the past few months in a week. Why do I have to work overtime?"

Zhou Cheng pointed at the paper:

"The paper that will be presented at the physics academic conference tomorrow is a Nobel Prize-level discovery. It is a discovery that can be recorded in the history of mankind, and may even change mankind's basic understanding of the existing world."

The smile on Shen Manling's face gradually dissipated, replaced by surprise and confusion. Although the various feats created by this talented young man have become commonplace, the news she just heard from her husband really surprised her. 23-year-old age and an award of this level. This has never happened before in history, and it is not in line with objective laws. The elegant and gentle voice just now was replaced by a voice of doubt and surprise:

"Then have you studied his paper carefully? Tomorrow's National Physics Academic Conference will be attended by top experts from around the world. Any mistakes will be picked out immediately. In case there is a mistake or the theory is not perfect , I’m afraid that I was like Mr. Yang and was left speechless by Pauli’s question at the conference.”

Zhou Cheng took a deep breath from his cigarette and put the half-burned cigarette into the slot of the ashtray. He picked up the thick pile of information again and pointed at the title of the paper "The final result of the tight confinement of bound quarks under the strong interaction force". strength":

"I'm not worried about that. You are engaged in astronomical observation. But you still have basic physics knowledge. If you look at the title of this paper, you will understand how subversive the content is."

When Shen Manling's eyes moved to the line of words pointed by Zhou Cheng's finger, her face changed drastically, and she said with a trembling voice:

"Oh my God! The research result of the hypertext paper is to unblock the quarks and the particle structure under the quarks?"

Zhou Cheng had a calm expression on his face and handed the paper to his wife. Then he picked up the unburned cigarette stuck in the ashtray slot and took a puff:

"Well, this paper was given to me by Chaowen a month ago. It's still his usual style. The physical arguments and mathematical derivation are explained in great detail in the paper, which is almost impeccable. I haven't done any other work this month. Several colleagues and I have repeatedly demonstrated it, and there is no problem in theory. The paper itself is academically correct, at least it cannot be falsified."

Shen Manling quickly flipped through the paper, and the panic on her face faded a bit:

"I have read the overview of the paper, but I don't understand the argument and derivation part that follows. But the hypothesis of the article is that the structure under the quark is a vibrating string, and the vibration frequency determines the properties of the quark and is related to the strong interaction. Isn’t this a new theory in itself?”

Zhou Cheng asked rhetorically:

"You want to say that this is exactly the same as superstring theory and m-theory, but it just improves the accuracy of calculations?"

Shen Manling nodded, Zhou Cheng put out the cigarette butt, waved his hand and said:

"Roughly speaking, it is indeed what you said. However, Chaowen's vibrating string theory is very different from the previous theories in terms of the composition of the string, the vibration mode, and the mechanism of explaining the macroscopic universe. I have always seen these. I can't explain two sentences clearly.

But what I can say clearly is that Chaowen proposed an experimental plan to verify his theory. It was as detailed as a plan to modify the large proton collider under construction.

Shen Manling said in surprise:

"If everything is correct, then the quark confinement, which was once fabled and could not be unlocked for 100 years, will be answered in a short time?"

Zhou Cheng stretched, stood up and looked at the night scene outside the window:

"That's not all. I have also obtained the key to unify the four basic forces. Do you think this is a ground-breaking achievement?"

Shen Manling frowned slightly:

"Chaowen was recommended by you to study at CERN last year, and he just came back not long ago. Did you get some inspiration from him there?"

Zhou Cheng chuckled and said:

"The year he went to Europe, he shocked the European physicists. Normally, this is not surprising. Scientists who are proficient in both theory and experiment have also done it. But in just one year, he even mastered high-energy physics. I can understand the detailed structure of the collision plane very well.”

Zhou Cheng turned around, with expressions of anticipation and uneasiness alternately appearing on his face:

"If everything in the paper is true, the hurricane that will blow up in the scientific community may not be less influential than the theory of relativity and quantum mechanics. The shaky edifice of physics will probably need to be completely repaired."

Shen Manling stood up and put the paper back on the desk, and the graceful smile returned to her face:

"Isn't this a good thing for you? If your student can achieve such high achievements, you, as his teacher, should be proud of him! Don't think about it now. Get some rest early, Get ready to watch a speech that will amaze everyone tomorrow with his superb literary skills."

Shen Manling stood up and looked at the top row of bookcases, where there were several scientific books about the structure of the human body and the brain. She reached out and took out a book called "The Structure of the Brain" and rubbed it. Exquisitely bound cover:

"I said, Lao Zhou, since when did you, a professor of physics, start studying medicine? Are you planning to change your career?"

Zhou Cheng strode forward, took the book from his wife's hand, and put it back on the bookshelf, looking embarrassed:

"Who stipulates that physics students cannot read medical books? You are making such a fuss! Stop watching over me here and go downstairs to prepare the meal. Lao Cao will be here soon."