Chapter 320: The Song of Eight, the MV of Nine
Mankind has never stopped pondering this question since the possession of the mind, and throughout the ages, countless ancestors have given their own answers from the perspectives of philosophy, biology, sociology, and even the occult, but none of these answers have ever been able to convince everyone -- it is really an extremely ironic thing that human beings, who claim to be the spirits of all things, cannot even tell what they are!
Obviously, Professor Lundstead did not think that such a difficult problem that had plagued mankind for thousands of years would be answered in the thin ten pages in front of him, so he regarded his friend's recommendation as a joke, a joke to dispel boredom.
Professor Enrique didn't laugh with Professor Lundstead, his expression was more serious, and his eyes were looking directly at his old friend in front of him, which made Professor Lundstead's laughter fade and finally become as serious as he was.
"Is it ......?" Professor Lundstead's pupils constricted unconsciously as he looked at the paper in his hand incredulously.
Professor Enrique shook his head, his gaze fell on the stack of papers, and whispered, "Gail, you'd better read it first." ”
Professor Lundstead didn't say much more, put on his glasses and read carefully, his initial complexion was normal, but before he finished reading the first page, his lips were tightly pursed, and his face was even more serious than ever, until he read the paper from beginning to end in one breath, and then closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Even the well-informed Professor Lundstead was taken aback by the bold ideas put forward by the paper – if it had not been presented in the Nobel Prize selection with a strong academic atmosphere, and had not been recommended by Professor Enrique himself, Professor Lundstead might have read it as a good fantasy work: the author completely subverted the existing scientific system, the conclusions were so bold and the ideas so strange that even many people who are known for their imagination could not reach them!
But what makes Professor Lundstead unable to laugh like this is that the theoretical framework of this paper is extremely rigorous, and it lists a large number of well-documented facts to support the author's point of view, and most importantly, the author's seemingly absurd view is extremely reasonable, and many events and phenomena that cannot be explained by science can all be found in this paper - If it weren't for the decades of academic career that have given Professor Lundstead a strong belief in the existing scientific system, he would probably have thought that what this paper tells is true!
"Who is the recommender for this paper?" said Professor Lundstead, who opened his eyes and asked Professor Enrique.
William Golding, winner of the 1983 Literary Prize. Professor Enrique, who had never been smiling, shook his head when he said the name of the recommender, and Professor Lundstead was even more stunned to wonder if he had misheard the answer.
"That's right. Professor Enrique smiled bitterly and affirmed the previous answer, "This article was originally recommended as a candidate for the Literary Award, but the literary award jury felt that it was rigorous and logical, and it was too different from literary works, but more like a paper, so it was transferred to us......
Professor Lundstead's stunned expression suddenly evolved into a dumbfounded expression - in the selection of literary prizes, there have been cases in the past where articles have been too close to scientific papers and have lost their literary value, and the judges from the Swedish Academy have always been ruthless in eliminating this situation, according to their words, "everything that is rigorous, old-fashioned, and does not allow the slightest mistake is a stifling of the soul of words" Now that this article full of rigor and logic was not thrown into the garbage heap by them in the first place, but was transferred to the medical award jury, could it be that these literary fanatics collectively took the wrong medicine? Could it be that these guys also noticed that this article was a hot potato, so they were busy throwing it to others?
"Juan, what do you think of it?" Professor Lundstead sighed, raised the paper in his hand, and asked his old friend for advice with a headache.
"To be honest, after reading this article, I even had some doubts about whether we were on the right path. It can be seen that Professor Enrique's beliefs have also been greatly impacted, and the expression on his face is contradictory.
Listening to the answer of his old friend, Professor Lundstead looked thoughtfully at the article in his hand, turned it to the title page, and his eyes fell on the author's signature - under the eye-catching title, three large Chinese characters were signed: Lin Zhifei.
"And what do you think we should do with it?" Professor Lundstead smiled wryly, throwing the conundrum to Professor Enrique, who had brought it.
"The best thing to do is, of course, to ignore it, because the proposition of 'what is human' does not strictly fall within the realm of medicine and physiology. Professor Enrique pondered for a long time, and said his thoughts with a wry smile, "The impact of this theory on the existing scientific system is too great, and if it is published, I am afraid that there will be a big earthquake in the scientific community!"
"The scariest thing is not this," Professor Lundstead sighed, holding up the paper to Professor Enrique and asked, "What will happen once the public knows what this paper is about?"
Professor Enrique thought for a moment, and couldn't help but change color in horror - the public and researchers are different, the herd mentality often makes them lack the ability to make rational judgments, the slightest incendiary propaganda can guide their behavior, if this paper, which is unassailable in both theory and logic, is published, it can easily be accepted as the truth, then there is only one result: people whose worldview is completely subverted will fall into a complete panic, and that will be ...... The world is in chaos!
"Whether it is truth or paradox, it must not be circulated!" Professor Enrique looked at the pages as if he were looking at a bomb with a fuse burning.
"Juan, who else has read this paper besides you and the recommender?" asked Professor Lundstedtand with a solemn face.
"The paper was forwarded to me directly by the literary prize jury, and I guess they should have read it all, but as for whether anyone else has read it, it's hard to be sure!" Professor Enrique's beard almost cocked, apparently aware of the seriousness of the matter.
"Go tell them to shut up at once, find out who else has access to this paper, and report the list to me!" Professor Lundstead commanded decisively in such an emergency, showing his courage as the head of the department.
Looking at the back of Professor Enrique hurriedly pushing the door out, Professor Lundstedtad's face was cloudy, and after a long hesitation, he finally grabbed the phone in front of him and pressed a string of numbers tremblingly......