Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

a teaching building, a classroom.

The fourth community meeting of the Campus Assistants ended with a discussion of the issue of the new version.

Like last time, President Lu Zhou was still absent from the meeting, replaced by Vice President Wu Dahai and Minister Yuan, who is the product manager. Perhaps because of the absence of the founder, the morale of the people is not so high.

After all, everyone has been working hard for most of the past two months. The developers who write the code and the planning are not idle, even if they are errands, they have to do things.

Although most people are passionate about the rich and varied campus life, not everyone is keen on busy life. When the enthusiasm for entrepreneurship fades with time, it is inevitable that there will be complaints.

"...the basic situation is like this."

"Attendance."

Throwing the chalk on the multimedia desk, Yuan Liwei nodded to Wu Dahai and then walked off the stage.

Wu Fatzi stepped onto the podium and clap his hands and smiled.

"Everyone has worked hard, they are all hungry. The president has helped us set a table at the small fish restaurant at the school gate. Let's have a meal together."

The most important thing is to have someone to eat.

Wu Fatzi’s words finally made everyone recover some morale.

Think about it, in addition to the time, they actually did not pay anything, even the majority of the clubs have to pay the group fee did not pay.

Even if you don't participate in club activities, most of the time saved will be wasted in the Summoner Canyon, and it is better to do something meaningful. For example, a few software institutes that follow the code of Ronghai together are new, and they don't have anything at first. Now, at least C++ can write some simple algorithms.

However, the words are like this...

But people are always emotion-driven creatures.

When I arrived at Xiaoyuzhuang, the dishes were on, and I still didn’t see the president. Finally, some people couldn’t help but ask.

"Why didn't our president come? Don't you even have a meal?"

"Lu Zhou, he has a bit of a thing. In the past few days, he has been working on a research project in the hospital. There may be no time. It will be better after two days." Wu Dahai smiled and raised the glass and opened the topic. "Come, everyone cheers." ""

Although the person who asked the question was not satisfied with his face, he did not say anything.

After eating the meal, a group of people walked to the school gate and walked to the respective bedroom buildings in groups of three and five.

The person who was questioning before was named Li Ruizhe, a freshman in the software school. Next to him is the fellow with him, named Weifeng. The two are Wu Fatzi who was known when they were working part-time. They were also the campus assistants who were given to the "Fudge" by Wu Fatzi.

Although both of them started to participate in this "great career" with the same enthusiasm, Li Ruizhe was somewhat tired of the past half-month.

The absence of several social activities by the founders is only a trigger. The dissatisfaction has accumulated since long ago, and it is not once or twice to express their dissatisfaction in community activities.

It may be because of the sake of drinking some wine, and there is no other person next to him. He speaks in a straighter tone and complains to his fellow villagers.

"We are working tirelessly to write code, write programs, what is he doing?"

Wei Feng was okay at the time, and he understood the reasons given by Wu Fatzi, and did not feel any imbalance in his heart.

After all, he is a society with the purpose of learning. Following the project of the senior named Ronghai, from the beginning, nothing can be written to some simple algorithms. He feels that he has learned a lot, and this is in line with his expectations.

As for what to make a fortune by starting a business project...

To be honest, he really didn't think about it.

"...The president has a research project to do. I may be too busy these days. I don't think it is understandable. And he also wrote a lot of code, and he didn't do anything."

Seeing friends did not follow their own words, Li Ruizhe's expression was somewhat unpleasant.

"Cut, I still have a high number to test. I didn't say that I was busy with reviewing the high numbers. Who didn't have anything to do?"

Wei Feng didn't like to talk about other people's right and wrong. He reached out and patted his back. He smiled and said: "Okay, Ruizhe, you drink too much."

"I didn't drink much." After a cellar, impatiently pushed away the hand that Weifeng had extended. Li Ruizhe whispered, "I just feel bad..."

Yes, it’s just not good.

However, people who are unhappy are not only one of them...

......

Probably just the seventh day after the paper was sent to the old campus, the experimental results came out.

The conclusions reached are beyond the expectations of everyone.

Of course, the "everyone" here includes Liu Bo, Qian Zhongming, and even Professor Li Rongen and a doctoral student he brought, but does not include Lu Zhou.

After all, Lu Zhou is quite confident about his computing power. What's more, he has repeatedly checked the rules many times in private. As long as the money brother gives him no data, then the conclusion is impossible!

"incredible……"

"Your conclusion is correct."

“The cnts material did not have any effect on the hydration reaction in the early age when it was incorporated into Portland cement!”

"If this conclusion is true, then our experiment has entered a misunderstanding. The key to solving the pressure resistance of No. 2 sample is not in the hydration reaction at the early age, but from other places."

Lu Zhou asked: "Is there anything else I can do to help?"

Qian brother shook his head: "There is no time... The experiment on the adjustment of carbon nanotube material usage will restart, you have saved us at least two months."

Reminiscent of the recent literature, Lu Zhou thought about it and said: "I have a suggestion that I don't know if I should say it."

"Please tell me!" Qian brother said seriously.

"Last time I referred to the recently published paper on the aqueous dispersion of carbon nanotubes from Dongda. I imported some of the experimental data into the mathematical model I built earlier and recalculated it, and then found some Very interesting thing... Why don't you try to experiment with the 0.4wt%-0.5wt% range for the amount of cnts material?"

“0.4 to 0.5?” Qian’s brow furrowed slightly. “The ratio of 1wt% or less has been made in the 0.6-0.8 group. The results obtained are not satisfactory. The current preferred scheme is still above 1...0.4- Will 0.5 be too little?"

"So I just offered a suggestion," Lu Zhou shrugged. "Since I have saved you so many timeless experiments, why not try this solution?"

If it is just the beginning, Qian Zhongming will not put a "professional" advice on his mind, but now the situation is different. Lu Zhou’s calculation results have been proved by experiments, which is not enough for him. It is.

Qian brothers nodded. "Okay... your suggestion, I will respond to Professor Li. Right, can you send me a copy of the document you read?"

"No problem, I will send you your mailbox back."

While talking, the cell phone in Lu Zhou pocket suddenly rang.

"Sorry, I will go out and pick up the phone."

"Nothing, I almost have to go to the old campus," Qian brother looked at the wall clock on the wall. "See you."

Lu Zhou went to the corridor and pressed the button.

As soon as the phone was connected, he had not waited for him to say "Hey," and the voice of Wu Fatzi was raging.

"Lu Zhou, something is wrong!"