Chapter 9 shocks the editor-in-chief

There is a ten-story building at an intersection of Wenhua Road in Jianghai City, which looks a little dilapidated, and the gypsum powder on the wall has fallen off a little. It's probably been decades old.

This building is the seat of the Jianghai Municipal Bureau of Culture, and the third floor of this building is the location of one of the city's most famous academic magazines, Physics.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, and a thin middle-aged and elderly man wearing a gray tunic, wearing glasses, walked up the stairs, then came to the editor-in-chief's office, took out the key and opened the door and walked in.

This person is none other than Qian Xuesi, the editor-in-chief of the journal "Physics". He was also a physicist, a professor at Jianghai University of Technology, and later transferred to Jianghai Physics magazine as editor-in-chief.

As a professional, Qian Xuesi is very concerned about this academic journal, and he must carefully study the papers published in each issue, and there can be no omission.

Everyone knows that academic journals are different from ordinary literary magazines, and the most important point is that they must respect science, seek truth from facts, and all opinions and theories must be justified and well-founded, and they should not talk nonsense.

Academic journals are not science fiction, they can be exaggerated at will, and they should be based on the laws of nature. All papers must be of a certain level and conform to some laws of theoretical physics.

Since it is an academic journal, most people can't read it, so the circulation is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary magazines.

But Qian Xuesi didn't care about this matter at all. Because he knows that academic journals are not for the purpose of creating wealth or making profits, but for the sake of contributing to the country's scientific cause and the future development of productive forces.

The journal itself is sponsored by the Jianghai Municipal Bureau of Culture and is a non-profit business unit. All staff members are treated as state civil servants.

Since Qian Xuesi became the editor-in-chief of the journal "Physics", he has carried out strict screening of all papers published, preferring to publish a few papers without a high level of quality.

In this way, since Qian Xuesi became the editor-in-chief of "Physics", this already thin academic journal has become even thinner, because the editor-in-chief of Qian is very demanding, and every time he submits a large number of papers, he has returned it.

Although the requirements of the editor-in-chief Qian are very high, there are still many people who can submit papers, because the physics teachers in the university can only have papers to evaluate their titles and improve their work treatment, and students can only stay in school to teach and become university lecturers only if they publish papers.

In this way, each issue of the journal Physics is very thin, with only about 30 pages. However, the number of submissions for each issue is very large, and it may be hundreds of pages!

Qian Xuesi's daily work is to sit at his desk, hold a manuscript of a paper and research, see which one is written well, and then decide to publish that one.

It's just that the more he looks, the more he feels that these papers really don't have any level, although there are a lot of submissions, but it's like plagiarism from each other, almost the same and there is not much difference, all the papers are clichés, and there is nothing new.

"Hey! What is this! A pile of waste paper! It would be too sad for our Chinese physics circles to have such successors! If this continues, our Chinese scientific strength will only decline day by day!"

Qian Xuesi looked at the thick stack of manuscripts in front of him, he only read a few, then stopped, he didn't want to read any more, he took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

Qian Xuesi has the habit of drinking tea, and the more he feels upset, the more he wants to drink tea to calm himself down. He saw that the papers submitted were really not good, so he wanted to take the cup and pour a glass of boiling water.

Maybe he was a little angry! He accidentally knocked over the cup while holding it. The little water left in it and some tea leaves were poured out.

"Ah, what's going on!" Qian Xuesi saw that the water cup was poured, and some water flowed onto the manuscripts, and he was in a hurry, so he suddenly pushed the pile of manuscripts aside.

He was in a hurry and didn't get the hang of it, and the thick stack of manuscripts pushed him off the table onto the floor.

These manuscripts are manuscript papers, and because they are very light, they naturally fall apart when they fall. Instead of a stack of manuscript paper, there was a large patch of manuscript paper on the floor.

"Hey, the busier it gets, the more chaotic it gets!" Qian Xuesi looked at the manuscript that fell to the ground, and his heart became even more irritable.

But he's the editor-in-chief, and he still has to work, no matter what these hands do, he has to read it hard!

And no matter what, these are the author's hard work! Even if they are not published, they must be politely returned to the author! No matter what, they can't be used as waste paper and still fall away!

Qian Xuesi thought about it, and hurriedly squatted down to pick up these manuscript papers.

But when he squatted on the ground to pick it up, he accidentally saw the title of a paper - "The Mass-Energy Equation - The Key to Open the Treasure House of Energy".

"Ah! What does this mean! What is the mass-energy equation? How come I have never heard of it!" Qian Xuesi suddenly attracted the title of the paper in front of him.

He didn't care about any other papers, he just quickly pulled this paper out of the pile of 'waste paper', then lifted his glasses, squatted on the ground and looked at it.

He didn't know if he didn't see it, and he was startled when he saw it.

"Is it true that mass and energy can be converted into each other, and a little loss of mass in the nucleus can produce such a huge amount of energy! Oh my God! Is this simply a myth!"

Qian Xuesi is a professional, and he only read half of it, and he was already shocked by the scenes written in the paper.

"It can also be made into an atomic bomb to resist aggression, a nuclear power plant to benefit mankind, and an aircraft carrier to travel the world. Is it possible to --- this qiē! What kind of atomic bomb, nuclear power plant, aircraft carrier, how come I have never heard of these terms!"

The more Qian Xuesi looked at it, the more surprised he became, he kept squatting on the ground and read this paper twice before he wanted to stand up.

It may be that he has been squatting for a long time, and he is also getting older, and as soon as he stood up, he felt a little dizzy and almost fell.

"Ah, what a shocking paper!"

Qian Xuesi hurriedly leaned on the desk, slowly sat down on the chair, and with trembling hands, he carefully read the amazing paper in his hand again.

"Who wrote this paper--- how could he have such a bizarre idea, is he a science fiction author, is he talking nonsense?

Qian Xuesi held the paper in his hand, he didn't know what to do for a while, first he was surprised, and then he began to wonder if this could be the whimsy of a science fiction author, although it was very bold, it might not have any scientific basis at all.

"Author-Zhao Zhongyao!"

Qian Xuesi hurriedly looked at the signature on the back of the paper, but he felt that the name was very unfamiliar, and he had never heard of it.

"Who is Zhao Zhongyao? He can't be a student of a university of science and technology! How can he have such a bold idea? But does he have any theoretical basis for his idea? If I want to publish this paper, there must be a theoretical basis!"

Just now, Qian Xuesi just looked at the text description in the paper curiously, and he hadn't looked carefully at the process of pushing down the mass-energy equation!

Now that I think of this, I will look at the derivation process of this formula again.

Although Qian Xuesi is also a physicist, he is also a professional, Zhao Zhongyao's mass-energy formula, he only read it once, and he was already shocked.

Because from this formula, it is possible to fully understand why there is so much energy in the small nucleus.

"Energy is equal to the loss of mass multiplied by the square of the speed of light. This is a great formula! With this formula, it is completely possible to prove that some of the great ideas mentioned in the paper can be turned into reality. ”

After Qian Xuesi read this mass-energy formula, he no longer doubted that this was a paper by a science fiction author. This is the paper of a genius physicist.

"Oh my God! I've been the editor-in-chief of Physics for 10 years, and today I finally saw an amazing work!"

Qian Xuesi was now excitedly holding the paper in his hand, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Okay! Our Huaguo is also going to produce a genius. If all the ideas in this paper can be turned into reality, then China will not be the most powerful country in the world. "The more Qian Xuesi thinks about it, the happier he becomes. I can't just turn the vision envisioned in the paper into reality.

"Well, this time our Physics magazine will definitely be an instant hit. As long as I publish this paper, it will definitely cause an uproar in the national physics community. When the time comes, I'll be in the limelight! I'm a genius discoverer!"

Qian Xuesi not only thought about the contribution of this paper to the country, but also thought about how much honor this paper could bring to himself.