I Don’t Want to Win Lying Down

"The missile heat-bearing material that can withstand the speed of Mach 17. What kind of material is it?"

Sitting in his temporary office, Xu Mang watched the material database software give out the words ‘No Substance Checked’. He was at a loss for a while. He didn’t know what to do, and had no clue at all.

finally,

Xu Mang can only master propulsion technology and aerodynamics first, and then consider other things. In fact, this is the situation in life. When you feel that you are stable, you will always encounter various traps or thorns that hinder your progress. .

In love and marriage, she accidentally fell into Xiaoman's trap, to be reasonable... She is really her first love, and at work, she always touches this and that...

"Ugh..."

"My heart is tired!" Xu Mang sighed and reluctantly flipped through a book on propulsion technology and aerodynamics.

Until noon,

As usual, Xu Mang went to the cafeteria to eat alone, took a couple of mouthfuls, and returned to the office. Xu Mang has always been alone here. After all, he is just a passing visitor in the lives of the researchers in this laboratory.

Maybe it's only three months, maybe it's half a year. In short, one day there will be separation. Xu Mang doesn't want to make the separation particularly sad. He is a man of good temperament and is easily confused by the atmosphere, just like accidentally because of the atmosphere and love. Go to the airport of violence.

the following few days,

In addition to shutting himself in the office all day, Xu Mang went out to do some other things. For example, he met the head of the gravitational wave joint detection team and signed some agreements. They seemed to be very emotional about their arrival. complicated.

of course,

Xu Mang stepped back a few days about testing basic physics textbooks, but at this time he had reached the point where it was impossible to push.

Jingle Bell!

Xu Mang, who was indulging in studying and unable to extricate himself, was awakened by a ring of bells. He glanced at the Fang Fu Office of the caller's Institute of Physics, and slowly picked up the receiver to answer his call.

"Professor Xu..."

"Really it's almost okay?" Fang Fang said helplessly: "They can't wait over there... They want to know the process of on-site teaching soon."

"Oh..."

"How about tomorrow?" Xu Mang asked.

"it is good!"

"It's settled, then tomorrow."

Snapped,

hang up the phone,

Xu Mang continued to look at his book, as if this had never happened before, teaching it...just read it from the textbook and finish it, all in college...without any self-learning ability, what else can I do? Cramming teaching doesn't work in universities.

...

The next day,

National Tsing Hua University’s Physics Building,

The top university physics professors in Beijing gathered in the conference room, waiting for the upcoming lecture session. I heard that the brand-new basic physics textbook has been printed. Who did it? Some people say it is Xu Mang, while others say it is. Professors from several colleges and universities have caused huge controversy over their opinions.

Some people say that Xu Mang should teach students because he is a university professor and his duty is to teach students knowledge, while some people think that Xu Mang is engaged in scientific research and his focus is on scientific research. Classes will delay the progress of many scientific research projects.

He is a researcher who teaches... Does this have any effect?

"Head Hu?"

"You said it was Professor Xu Mang who came to teach?" A professor present frowned, with a hint of hesitation on his face, and said: "It's not that Professor Xu Mang doesn't trust him, but... he is a professional researcher. , Can teaching be effective?"

Faced with this problem,

Hu Feng had already thought about the countermeasures, and said seriously: "It's because Professor Xu Mang is specialized in theory. If he is satisfied with the results of his teaching, then... the others will be even more comfortable, right? This truth?"

Think about it, it's true!

After stabilizing the mood of the professors at the scene, Hu Feng hurriedly took out his cell phone and called Xu Mang.

pass...

"Hey?"

"Professor Xu...it's been over an hour, when will you come?" Hu Feng asked anxiously, "The twenty or thirty professors on the scene are waiting for you, and their emotions are about to collapse. If you don't come again, I can only find other people."

"Ouch..."

"I accidentally drove the wrong way... I turned into a one-way street, and I was stuck in an accident. I was stuck in the middle and couldn't move." Xu Mang said helplessly, "Wait a little longer, this is impossible. For the situation of resistance, the blame is on why the capital is so blocked."

"..."

"Fine..."

hang up the phone,

Hu Feng couldn't help sighing, it was a natural disaster and man-made disaster.

at the same time,

Xu Mang was sitting in the car, feeling anxious in his heart, why didn't he move?

What happened before?

It's been half an hour without even moving...

Without any choice,

Xu Mang took out an aerospace engine book, and instead of waiting so stupidly, he might as well read the book and study.

At this time,

A reporter from the Kyoto Commercial Daily was passing by on a bicycle. He happened to see Xu Mang sitting in the car and reading a book. It might be because of the light. He didn’t see who was sitting in the car for a while, but this one. The picture shook him deeply.

Click!

The reporter took out his mobile phone and took pictures of Xu Mang studying in traffic jam ~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

"Hey?"

"Old Xia?"

"I remember if you have a column, the most beautiful corner in the city?" the reporter asked.

"Ok!"

"What's wrong?" The other party asked with a smile, "You want to contribute?"

"I'll send you a photo. Do you think this photo can be selected as the corner of the most beautiful city this month."

Words fall,

Hang up directly.

In less than five seconds,

Lao Xia, who was sitting in the office, received this photo on WeChat. A young driver was studying with a book in a traffic jam. I have to say that this photo is very educational.

"Ugh?"

"This... the people in this photo seem a little familiar!" Lao Xia looked at the photo repeatedly, hurriedly took out a magazine, and glanced at the person on the cover.

God!

This...

Isn't this Professor Xu Mang?

Without any hesitation, Lao Xia hurriedly called back.

"Hey?"

"You haven't left?" Lao Xia said anxiously: "Quick! Go back! He is Professor Xu Mang!"

"???"

however,

When he returned to the place again, Xu Mang would have disappeared long ago.

...

"what's the situation?"

"Is this coming anyway?"

After waiting for another hour, everyone's emotions are on the verge of collapse. It is undeniable that the traffic in the capital is worrying, but it has been waiting for too long.

"Yes!"

"I think it's time to change one." The professor present suggested: "It's the same anyway."

The scene is chaotic,

Hu Feng was about to suffocate. He faced such an uncontrollable situation for the first time, and there was no reason at all.

At this time,

The phone rang,

One glance at the caller is Xu Mang.

"Hey!"

"Professor Xu!"

"You...Where are you?" Hu Feng was about to cry, with a hint of despair in his tone.

"I'm at National Taiwan University." Xu Mang said weakly: "But I'm lost..."

"I'll let someone come to pick you up!" Hu Feng said hurriedly, "Where are you now?"

"Let me see..."

"The biggest library here."

"it is good!"

ten minutes,

Xu Mang came to the conference room, looked at the crowded people, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry... the first time I came to a big city, I accidentally drove the wrong way, and then I encountered an accident and was stuck on the road. It's been a long time."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone looked at Xu Mang, and was speechless for a while. If he remembers correctly, he is a demon city, right?

wrong,

It is said on the Internet that he is a fully automatic magic city~www.wuxiaspot.com~ soon,

The lecture started,

But the professors who came to attend the lecture found a problem. Xu Mang seemed to...not bring his textbook.

"Professor Xu?"

"Don't you need to bring textbooks to class?" A professor asked questioningly: "All from memory?"

Xu Mang froze for a moment, and said with a smile:

"Yes!"

"The new textbook is compiled by myself!"

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