Chapter 247: The Books Are All Lies
In this way, after returning to Munich from CERN, Lu Qiujian disappeared from the media's field of vision, and stayed in Professor Schifft's laboratory all day leading the team to carry out data analysis work.
It is a pity that no trace of the Higgs boson has been found for a long time after the work has been carried out, and it can be seen from the feedback from other cooperative units that they have not made a breakthrough.
Higgs's tone on the phone also became a little depressed, although he said that there was still a lot of data that had not been processed, and perhaps the traces of the Higgs boson were hidden somewhere, but judging from the situation when he spoke, I am afraid that he also had little hope that the Higgs boson would be found in the first official test of the LHC.
"Let's take two days off this weekend!" "The work without surprises for a long time makes it very easy to feel tired, seeing that Ludwig and Dietrich are not in good spirits, Lu Qiujian simply gave the laboratory two days off, anyway, the current work progress of their laboratory has exceeded that of other cooperative units, and it doesn't matter if it is delayed for two days.
"Lui, is it true that this experiment will not find the Higgs boson?" Frederick remembered the bet he made with Professor Evans at CERN.
"Although we may not be able to find conclusive evidence for the existence of the Higgs boson, after all, this is the first test of the largest collider in human history, and there will definitely be a situation that has not happened before!" Lu Qiujian tried hard to mobilize their emotions, "As long as we make a discovery, we won't work in vain for so long!"
"That's right!" Dietrich stretched to his feet, "we can obviously compare the data produced by other previous collider experiments, and we can definitely find something surprising from this data, both qualitatively and quantitatively!"
"Let's go! I've set a seat in Dolemir's restaurant, and I can't miss the exquisite cooking of Desad Urbansky!" said Lu Qiujian, putting on his coat and walking to the door.
"Wow, what kind of Michelin-starred restaurant!" Ludwig's eyes lit up. Restaurant Dolemir is one of the few Michelin-starred restaurants in Munich, and it is difficult for the average person to book a spot.
"Yes, I asked Mr. Magath to get their order number! It's still half an hour before the appointment time, and if you don't hurry up, it's too late!"
The attraction of the Michelin-starred restaurant was so great that the crowd, who had been listless just a moment ago, immediately became excited. Dietrich also ran back to his place to change his clothes.
"It's just a normal dinner! do you need to dress so formally?" Karl looked at Dietrich, who was wearing a bow tie, wearing perfume, and tidying up his hair.
"That's a Michelin restaurant!" Dietrich sprayed his hair with some hairspray, "maybe somewhere I'll meet a real lady!"
Well, you've won!" Everyone was speechless at Dietrich's fantasies, but with such a funny man, the negative emotions that had accumulated over the days quickly dissipated.
After a pleasant meal, everyone went back to rest, Dietrich's dream had not been realized, and the few ladies in the restaurant were accompanied by their boyfriends. He cleaned up for a while.
After putting them in a taxi, Lu Qiujian slowly ran towards his residence, he hadn't exercised much for a long time, and he couldn't stand it! After running for about five kilometers, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.
"Hello Mr. Coach!" Magath has basically not bothered him since he started analyzing the data, and now he probably saw himself ordering food at Dolemir's restaurant, thinking that his job was over, right?
"Lu. Do you have time lately?" Sure enough, his intention to call was almost guessed by Lu Qiujian.
"Rest tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Of course, I'll go back to training if you need to!" Lu Qiujian said as he recalled the schedule.
"No, no, no, I'm not trying to urge you to participate in training!" Magath is very satisfied with Lu Qiujian's adaptability, and now Bayern's tactics and personnel have not changed much, even if he does not participate in joint training, it will not cause trouble to Lu Qiujian and the team.
"Oh, what's that?" Lu Qiujian asked curiously.
"The Champions League group stage is over and we finished first in Group C!" said Bayern drew at home to Juventus in the last three group games of Group C. Then he won back against Maccabi Tel Aviv and Ajax to beat Juventus to top the group, "and then tomorrow there will be a draw for the quarter-finals at UEFA headquarters in Nyon, Switzerland, and I want to take you with me if you have time!"
This is also what Beckenbauer and Hoeness meant, and Luciujian because of his unique identity and outstanding skills. The commercial value and image promotion of Bayern are very large, but he is reluctant to participate in commercial activities, so this kind of public appearance has become one of the few opportunities.
"Okay, are you waiting for your call tomorrow?"
"The club's driver will pick you up early tomorrow morning, and we'll meet at the airport!" Seeing Lu Qiujian's readily agreed, Magat was very happy.
At the Carrington training base in Manchester, England, the day's training was over, and the players drove away from the base in their luxury cars, ready to go home to rest, while a young man stayed.
He first placed a few footballs twenty-five meters in front of the penalty area, then took out a book from his backpack and looked at it, and after reading it for a while, he scratched his head and started the free kick shooting practice with a puzzled look. The breeze blew through the book on the lawn, revealing its cover, Introduction to Advanced Mathematics!
The first ball smashed on the human wall props.
The second ball, flying straight off the crossbar.
The third ball flew straight to the corner
"Christian, your free-kick level seems to have dropped!" the red-faced Sir Alex Ferguson didn't know when he appeared on the sidelines of the training ground, and shook his head as he watched the teenager's penalty kicks.
"I read the report of Bayern Munich in the newspaper, so I want to learn his skills!" Ronaldo said embarrassedly, those few free throws just now were indeed a bit off the mark.
Eh, Ferguson shook his head speechlessly, where can ordinary people learn this method? He persuaded euphemistically, "Christian, everyone's suitable method is different, you don't have to learn his method!"
"I also find the recent practice awkward!"
"Then stop and get back to your old training style!"
"Okay!" Ronaldo cried and picked up the book again and flipped through it, Nima, the book was all a lie! (To be continued.) )