Zetan Ancient Town is a beautiful town, there are not many tourists, but it is the location of many international conferences, the International Society for Materials Research that has nothing to do, looking for a good place to hold meetings everywhere, this time the conference is placed here.

Surrounded by his disciples and the staff of the organizer, Wan Kexue walked across the red carpet at the gate.

The two people in front of him were standing at the door talking, talking in a low voice, and Wan Kexue waved impatiently: "Go away!

When passing by, he heard the security personnel at the door checking the documents of several people, and the middle-aged man in front of him said: "I am Shu Haiqing from Qingyang University, and I was invited to participate in this annual meeting...... Uh, my students. ”

In fact, Shu Haiqing is a professor in the Department of Materials, and has a good relationship with Wang Ziyang, after Wang Ziyang began to engage in metal hydrogen, he called him, although he is a professor, but really speaking, Wang Ziyang is his teacher.

When Wan Keke heard that this person was from Qingyang University, he immediately waved his arm and pushed the person to a stagger, almost falling to the ground, but fortunately he was supported by the young man next to him.

"What are you doing!" Shu Haiqing was furious, wanting to find him a theory, but Wan Kexue had already strode away.

Shu Haiqing looked at his back, suddenly recognized him, and said to Prince Yang: "Is that him?"

"That's him. Prince Yang pouted slightly.

This kind of person, arrogant and barbaric, has no selfish morality, and I really don't know how he has achieved what he is now.

Wang Ziyang and the others stood at the door for a while, and Chi Jiafeng and Cai Wendi also came together.

These two people came as reporters, and the two of them carried long guns and short cannons, and their purpose was very clear, that is, not to miss any opportunity for thousands of researchers to make a fool of themselves.

The four of them gathered together and entered the venue. Far behind Wan Kexue.

The staff brought Wan Keke into the venue, accused himself, and turned to leave.

Wan Kexue was stunned for a moment, and said to Xiao Cheng, a student next to him: "This organizer really doesn't understand etiquette, how can I say that I am also a guest of the opening speech." Even a VIP lounge was not allowed. ”

And, he imagined, when he entered the venue, shouldn't the audience stand up and applaud enthusiastically, impressed by his outstanding contributions?

But now, they are talking with each other, and they are talking so eagerly that those who don't know think they are having a debate.

"These foreigners. It's really unruly!" didn't get the expected attention, and Wan Ke scolded hatefully.

Wan Kexue saw a chair with his name on it in the first row in front of him, and suddenly became proud again, look, this kind of international-level academic conference, I sit in the first row!

He walked to the first row and said to a foreigner with gray hair and a beard next to him, "Hello." I'm Wan Research. ”

Then he waited to enjoy the adoration and shock in the eyes of others, but the result was completely different from what he had imagined.

"Hello. The man nodded. continued to talk to the people around him, and he was not shocked by his name at all.

"I was the opening speaker. Wan Kexue said again.

The two of them seemed to be unconscious, foaming at their mouths and arguing.

Wan Keke listened attentively, and heard that the topic of the two arguing was very strange.

Next to the bearded man is a bald head, and the two of them together are probably more than a hundred years old. Especially bald, wrinkled face.

He waved his hand and said, "Have you read Dadoudou's paper, and even said that his paper is rubbish?"

"I've read three ......," said the bearded man, "I admit that Dadoudou's paper is extremely concise, simple and straightforward. But even for the sake of refinement, you can't ignore grammar, it's really weird! I don't think it's a good way to write a paper!"

"You don't understand at all! you don't understand at all!" the bald head shook his head repeatedly, "You only see that he ignores some grammar, but you don't see that in Dadouou's paper, there is no ambiguity at all, and some unnecessary words are ignored, I think it's a kind of straightforward and concise beauty, that feeling...... It's hard to describe ......."

"It's like writing a program. The bearded man said, "But writing a paper is not writing a program......"

"No, it's like writing poetry!" said the bald head, writing poetry can sometimes ignore grammar for the sake of rhythm and rhyme, so why not?

One of them thinks Dadoudou's paper is too weird, and the other thinks Dadoudou's paper is full of beauty, and they argue endlessly, and neither can convince anyone.

Who is Dadoudou? Wan Ke was puzzled, he walked around, and found that the people around him, one of them counted as one, were all discussing Dadoudou, as if it was the most important thing in this world.

And he, who made the research of metal hydrogen, was unexpectedly unexpected!

“…… Who the hell is this dadoudou, why is everyone discussing him......" Wan Ke asked Xiao Cheng beside him.

Xiao Cheng is still quite concerned about this kind of information, and when he heard this, he told him about Dadoudou, and then said: " I heard that because there are so many papers in Dadoudou, the traditional moderation mode is really not able to review, several large indexing systems have set up a temporary website to store these papers, and the review editors of several journals have uploaded them after a simple review, and now dozens of papers have been uploaded, involving all aspects, and each paper is of high quality, so everyone is discussing this matter. ”

As soon as Xiao Cheng finished speaking, he felt a commotion coming.

I don't know where a voice came: "There's another one!"

This sound became the source of the commotion.

The commotion came from a corner like a wave, and suddenly spread to the entire venue, and hundreds of people fell silent at the same time, bowing their heads and looking at their phones, tablets, and laptops.

Everyone is refreshing the same web page.

It seemed that the wifi in the venue was moaning and struggling, and the dull progress bar was slowly moving forward, finally loading the latest paper.

People with good deeds have already been prepared, directly copied the information of the paper and began to search in the database, and soon laughed out loud: "Someone was shot!"

Through search tools such as SCI and EI, similar papers were quickly searched, and then read the citations in general. You can immediately judge the superiority.

Every time a paper comes out, someone is happy to find this unlucky guy who was shot.

The good man pronounced the name of the man who was shot: "Hughley Hoston!"

In the corner, someone suddenly cursed in a low voice: "****! I was shot! Why didn't I think of this research direction!"

"Hahahaha......" The whole venue gloated laughter, some people laughed happily, and some people laughed very weakly.

No one knows who will be the next person to be shot.

Nearly 10,000 papers by Dadoudou. Almost every time an article comes out, someone has been "shot", and not every one of these papers can represent the most cutting-edge now, but even the old ideas before, Dadoudou's papers, are better.

And there is often no shortage of bizarre and thought-provoking opinions.

People who have studied the same topic, written similar papers, or even papers on the same topic. It's "shot".

Some people are ecstatic and see a new direction, and some sigh and lament that their achievements have been erased and replaced.

They don't know that in fact, these ideas are not unique to the machine of dadoudou, and only a very small part of them come from the accumulation of lazy gods. In fact, most of them come from the papers that Dadoudou has traversed and studied, and some of the authors of the papers briefly mention. Ideas that I didn't even realize were analyzed by Dadoudou, and I used them to organize the data and reorganize the paper.

The data used is also cross-compared with all the papers and re-simulated and calculated.

Not necessarily true. But without experimental verification, I am afraid that no one can directly judge right and wrong.

Over time, some people will find errors in Dadoudou's paper, but that doesn't overshadow the brilliance of the many great ideas.

Not to mention, in Dadoudou's thesis. Some of them are the results of the internal lazy god system, and their achievements are enough to blind people's eyes.

This is like facing Linghu Chong, who has learned the Dugu Nine Swords, even if you stab it with a sword, you have to cheer up and continue.

Because that's the Dugu Nine Swords!

Seeing the whole venue go crazy because of a person called "dadoudou", Wan Ke didn't want to mention it.

Today should have been his home field, just like the emperor ascending the throne and reigning over the world.

But before he could sit on the throne, the dynasty was already over.

How can this be?

Wan Keke sat there, listening to the lively discussion around him, feeling deeply lost.

Finally, the meeting officially began, the host came to the stage, and everyone raised their heads and looked at the rostrum.

After the brief opening ceremony, it was time for Wan Kexue, the opening guest, to give a speech, Wan Kexue tidied up his suit and sat up straight.

Then he heard the host on the stage say:

"Not long ago, there was a great scientist who came out of nowhere and shocked the world, gave us a wake-up call, gave us guidance, gave us knowledge, and made achievements that the vast majority of people in the world could not do, even the vast majority of us here. Before the congress begins, I suggest that we applaud him together!"

At that moment, Wan Keke felt that his scalp had exploded.

That's him, that's him!

What an honor it is for the conference to give him such a high evaluation?

At that moment, he even began to burst into tears, what a good organizer!

He stood up, holding back his tears, turned around, and waved his hands behind him, ready to thunder applause.

Wan Keke burst into tears, waving his hands, tears even blurred his vision, he was like a superstar on TV, constantly thanking: "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you ......"

He likes to be watched the most, he likes to be high, and he likes this feeling of exaltation in heaven and earth.

For today's moment, everything before is worth it!

Die without regrets!

Then he heard the host say, "He's dadoudou! Let's all applaud dadoudou...... Uh......"

The host suddenly paused, and hundreds of pairs of eyes turned to Wan Kexue at the same time.

The entire venue was suddenly as dead silent.

"Ha ......" A gloating laugh came from the corner, and I don't know who it was.

……

Wan Keke stood on the stage for ten minutes, and he didn't speak very neatly.

He had forgotten all the speeches he had rehearsed, and now he stood on the stage, like a middle school student who had been punished for reciting English texts, stammering and stumbling.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, everyone doesn't pay much attention to him, and they are all looking down to refresh the content of the website.

Occasionally, someone looked up at him, listened attentively, and then frowned at his stumbling and unconfident speech.

This is the research that made the metallic hydrogen?

That's it!

These people who paid attention to him also bowed their heads to refresh their papers.

Wan Ke was so angry, in his mind, his speech should be like a "TED talk", the atmosphere was warm, the true feelings were revealed, the audience was also devoted, the interaction on and off the stage was like one, and the passionate speech was constantly interrupted by applause, and even had to implore everyone not to applaud.

In fact, his lecture was like the first theory class on a summer afternoon, with a lonely professor facing a room full of sleepy students, not even looking up at the blackboard except for the occasional look up to prove that he wasn't asleep.

And in fact, Wan Kexue was still glad that no one looked up at him, the shame that came out just now made him unable to calm down for a long time, if he could, he really wanted to run away now.

Watching this completely failed opening speech, the person in charge of the organizer was about to cry.

It's like you, and we want to invite you to be the opening speaker, we're really beepping dogs!

Feeling the murderous aura in the eyes of the person in charge of the organizer, Wan Ke Ke strengthened his spirit, and raised his voice slightly, wanting to attract everyone's attention back.

His voice suddenly increased, and indeed many people raised their heads, but immediately there was a commotion: "There is a new paper!"

Refresh, waiting for the progress bar, everyone's eyes are moving left and right with the progress bar in front of them, and even their heads are turning slightly, like a breeze blowing through the wheat field, stirring up the wheat waves.

Finally, it was completely refreshed, and someone with good things searched the database, and then laughed out loud: "Someone has been shot again! This time it's ...... keyan・wan！”

"The Application of Strong Magnetic Materials in Ship Propulsion Technology", a paper by Dadoudou and Keyan Wan, is not even bad at the title.

Keyan Wan!

This is the one who is giving a speech on stage?

At this level of papers, at this level of speech, he made metallic hydrogen?

It's not like that......

With this level of paper, I don't even have the qualifications to participate in this conference.

A trace of doubt flashed through almost everyone's minds.

"Brush!" all eyes looked at Wan Kexue on the stage at the same time.

"Hiccup...... Wan Keke's words were forced back by everyone's gaze, stuffed in his throat, burped, and then coughed violently.

He wanted to win the attention of others, but when the attention of hundreds of people was focused on him, the malice and inquiry contained in it were too much for him to bear. (To be continued.) )

PS: Yes, but it is estimated that it will be later.