Chapter 912: He'll Definitely Come! (3/4)

While the Lunar Hadron Collider Symposium was underway, on the other side of the world in Princeton, two professors were sitting in the cafeteria on the first floor of the Institute for Advanced Study, chatting over black tea and enjoying the dessert of afternoon tea.

The LCD TV screen on the side of the cafeteria is now open, and the logo of Columbia Television hangs in the upper right corner, and in the center of the screen is a report on the International Lunar Hadron Collider.

This matter has been in a big swing since last month.

The international community has long coveted the moon, a treasure hanging over the heads of mankind. But while grand plans have been announced, the vast majority have remained on paper, and no one has ever put them into action.

However, Huaguo's Lunar Orbit Construction Committee is an exception.

Since the operation of Tiangong, the whole world has witnessed how terrifying Huaguo's speed in the field of engineering is.

Once those Asians are determined to do something, there seems to be nothing they can't do.

Now they're going to build a hadron collider on the moon and get physicists from all over the world to work in their countries and even learn their languages......

From the beginning of this month to now, almost the entire Internet has been talking about it!

It's not just the Internet, it's the same in reality.

For a long time, anyone sitting in a café or tea room on the Princeton campus could hear about it.

Almost every physicist working at Princeton is excitedly discussing what shocking results will be tested about the almost crazy ideas of the Chinese people and the vast prospects behind this mega-project.

Even the impact of this hadron on collider is not limited to physics, but has also radiated to other fields.

According to Professor Krugman, there is even a well-known economist who has written a paper on the impact of the Lunar Hadron Collider project on international relations and the global trade pattern.

While physicists in places like Princeton are always heard talking about physics, this is the first time that Professor Krugman has felt so deeply that physics is influencing his life.

Looking at the picture shown on the television, Professor Angus Deaton, who also won the Nobel Prize and is a member of the economics department at Princeton University, suddenly spoke.

"Are you sure he'll go?"

Without asking to know who this "he" meant, Professor Krugman, who was sitting across from him, shrugged his shoulders and said, "To be honest I'm not sure, but his research is really important to us, and I'm going to give it a try." ”

"I think you're wasting your efforts."

Looking at Professor Krugman, who still did not intend to give up, Professor Angus shook his head and continued, "Those pure mathematicians have a great bias in economics, and he is a scholar of Grothendieck's school, and he directly inherits Hardy's idea that mathematics should be pure and noble, and should not be influenced by other disciplines. Do you know how hard it is for me to ask Deligne for a favor? It's okay if it doesn't involve mathematical research, but when it comes to mathematical problems, he ......"

Professor Angus pursed the corners of his mouth and made an impatient expression, then shrugged his shoulders at Professor Krugman.

“…… That's what he said. ”

Looking at the strange "grimace" made by Professor Angus, the corners of Krugman's mouth twitched, and finally covered up his almost laughing gaffe with a dry cough.

"I understand what you said, but Professor Lu is different, he won the Nobel Prize in Chemistry, and his contribution to computational materials science is no less than his achievements in mathematics, as well as the theory of strong electrical interaction...... Can you say that he is a pure mathematical researcher? Not really! At least his mind is open-minded! He just wasn't interested in economics. ”

Professor Angus sighed and lifted his teacup to take a sip.

"Yes, he's not interested in economics at all, so how are you going to get him interested?"

Professor Kgman grinned and said confidently.

"My dear Professor Angus Deaton, have you ever pursued a girl?"

Not knowing why he brought it up, Professor Angus frowned and said.

"Of course there were ...... when I was younger What's wrong? ”

Krugman: "You can't get someone to be interested in what you're saying from the beginning, you have to build a friendly relationship with them step by step, and show him the side that is good for him, and he will naturally make a choice that is good for you." ”

Professor Angus opened his mouth in amazement, and it took a few moments to close it.

“…… Sounds interesting, but I think you're going to have to fall through the cracks. ”

"Why?"

"Because Professor Lu doesn't seem to care much about international affairs, and he doesn't care about the things you describe at all. Didn't you notice? Even though his research involved many problems outside of mathematics, one thing that remained constant was that he was interested in the things that qualified him to choose a topic. ”

"If he had really been interested in economics, he would have been in politics by now. Apparently he was capable of doing so, and it was a tradition in that country to use official positions to win over academics, but he never seemed to care about this low-hanging fruit. ”

After patiently listening to the persuasion of his old friend, Professor Krugman still did not change his mind.

"Not necessarily, whether or not you care about international affairs and whether you are willing to get involved in international affairs are two completely different concepts."

While the two were talking.

In the LCD TV next to it, the picture has shifted from the host's commentary to the scene of the International Lunar Hadron Collider Symposium.

On the stage of the 10,000-person auditorium, Lu Zhou was standing there, announcing the beginning of the opening ceremony with a clear and solemn voice.

Looking at Lu Zhou, who was speaking in front of the TV, Professor Krugman's pupils dilated slightly.

The expression seemed to have found a decisive evidence, and he slammed his fist lightly on the table with an excited expression.

"Look! As I said, he is not a scholar who is indifferent to the world! ”

"Want to make a bet? Angus! ”

Looking at some of his overexcited old friends, Professor Angus was stunned and said.

"What ...... bet on"

Rubbing his hands excitedly, Professor Krugman continued.

"I'm betting he's going to come to the economics forum in Shanghai, and I'm going to be able to convince him to join me. Let me think about what to bet on...... How about $10? ”

Ten dollars?

Angus almost didn't laugh out loud at the sight of this number.

Although he doesn't mind someone giving him money for free, he really can't raise the interest in betting if the stakes are too small.

At the very least, you have to make the other person feel pain.

"Ten dollars is too little for you and me, and if you're so sure, change your chips to ten chocolates for a dinner in the Blue Room in Stockholm."

"Damn, you want to empty my pocket......"

Professor Craigman hesitated, but eventually gritted his teeth.

"Deal!"