Chapter 359: Hoffman Medal

The second week after the presentation, the auditorium of Humboldt University was also held.

Wearing a formal suit, wearing a tie, standing on the same podium, Lu Zhou slowly adjusted his breathing, and the surging mood in his chest was still uncontrollable.

To be precise, it should be called the podium at this moment.

Behind him is a list of his research achievements in the field of chemistry.

Walking to the front of the stage, Professor Klaus Mirren, who is the president of the German Chemical Society, read out the award speech in a calm voice.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ From modified PDMS films to hollow carbon spheres on the diffusion inhibition of polysulfide compounds, from imperfect HCS-1 materials to HCS-2 materials that completely solve the technical bottleneck of lithium-sulfur batteries, and now the theoretical model of electrochemical interface structure. โ€

"He has done something truly meaningful for our world, for our civilization, through his knowledge."

"There are very few scholars who can make such significant achievements at this age, and even if I go back in history, I can count no more than ten names."

"Now that the theoretical model of the electrochemical interface structure has been completed, we will be able to make further progress and results with its help. We have reason to believe that in the not-too-distant future, it will become an indispensable cornerstone of our theory. โ€

After a pause, Professor Klaus Mirren raised his voice and, in a muffled voice, announced the decision of the German Chemical Society.

"After discussion with the German Chemical Society, we decided to award Professor Lu Zhou the Hoffmann Medal in gratitude for his contributions to the theoretical chemistry community."

"At this moment, let's give him a round of applause."

Professor Mirren's voice fell, and the applause in the room was thunderous.

Sitting in the audience, Professor Eitel smiled and clapped his hands and gave a thumbs up to Lu Zhou on the stage.

Faltins, who was sitting next to him, looked disinterested, sitting in the middle of a group of bored people, so that the old man couldn't help but snort.

However, when the applause rang out, the arrogant old Germanic man still clapped his hands symbolically.

The Bourbaki school pursued a glorious isolation from other disciplines. But even if we put aside the parts of the theoretical model about other disciplines, there is still a remarkable sense of mathematical beauty in the rigorous argumentation process.

The applause is only dedicated to this part.

Faltins grudgingly admits that this part is passable for him.

At the same time, on the podium.

Handing the medal and certificate to Lu Zhou, the gray-haired old man smiled and stretched out his right hand.

"Congratulations, Professor Lu Zhou."

The Hoffmann Medal, established in 1902 by the German Chemical Society, stipulates that scholars who have made outstanding contributions to the field of chemistry can receive this medal, regardless of nationality. The medal is awarded from time to time and the prize is a certificate and a gold medal.

As for the prize money, it is not much, only 10,000 euros, but the gift is light and affectionate.

Lu Zhou is the first Chinese scholar to receive this honor since the establishment of the award, and the youngest of all the winners.

Because of the existence of these two layers of meaning, the meaning behind this honor is much more extraordinary.

Holding the medal and certificate in his arms, Lu Zhou shook hands with Professor Mirren and solemnly thanked him.

"Thank you."

Professor Mirren smiled and said in a witty tone.

"You're welcome, it's your honor."

Amid boiling applause, the award ceremony came to an end.

However, as part of the celebration, the congratulations of the German Chemical Society to Lu Zhou did not end.

According to the traditional practice of awarding awards in academic circles, the awards are followed by a ball.

In the evening, at the Westin Boleyn Hotel, not far from Humboldt University, the German Chemical Society arranged a celebratory banquet for him, to which almost all the members of the Society were invited.

In addition to celebrating the birth of a new Hoffmann Medal winner, the main purpose of this banquet is to provide a place for communication among colleagues who are usually closed in social circles.

However, as the winner of the Hoffman Medal, Lu Zhou is undoubtedly the star of the banquet.

After many people arrived, they would walk up to him with champagne and congratulate him.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Huaguo is a beautiful country and I have been there many times. I've been to Shanghai Jiao Tong University the most, and I'm impressed by the library there, which is always full until it closes. In my opinion, a people who loves books and knowledge is worthy of respect. Standing in front of Lu Zhou, Professor Mirren, who had previously presented the medal to Lu Zhou on the podium, was chatting with him in a friendly tone.

As President of the German Chemical Society, Professor Mirren is also President of the German Academy of Sciences, Director of the Max Planck Institute for Polymer Research, and Honorary Professor at Shanghai Jiao Tong University.

Social rhetoric or not, at least his tone is sincere.

Lu Zhou smiled and said, "I'm glad you like my hometown, if you have the chance, I can take you to Jinling University to have a look." It's my alma mater, and I bet it's a much more beautiful place. โ€

"Haha, please take me to see it," Professor Mirren said with a smile raising his eyebrows with interest, "There must be something worth learning from cultivating a scholar like you." โ€

Raising the goblet in his hand, Lu Zhou and Professor Mirren touched the cup and smiled: "Definitely." โ€

Although he is not sure whether Professor Mirren can draw any inspiration from the educational model of Kim University, it is always good for his alma mater to be able to exchange experiences and learn from top universities abroad.

As a handsome senior, he always has to do something for his younger students.

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was poured a lot of wine at the banquet, even if Lu Zhou boasted that the amount of wine was okay, he couldn't bear it.

After getting into a taxi at the door, the first thing Lu Zhou did after returning to the Bernitz Hotel was to go to the bathroom and take a hot shower.

I washed away the smell of alcohol, and although it didn't completely dispel the drunkenness, I felt a lot more comfortable.

Throwing the clothes into the box for a change of clothes, Lu Zhou lay on the bed, facing the empty room, playing with the golden medal in his hand.

Suddenly feeling a little lonely, he opened the small program in his mobile phone and sighed softly.

"Xiao Ai, your master is a little dizzy now, and I'm going to sleep soon. But before I go to bed, I always feel like I've forgotten something, or will you think about it for me? โ€

Xiao Ai didn't reply immediately, probably thinking.

After a while, a line of words popped up on the phone screen.

Xiao Ai: [Master, I thought about it, you forgot to share the joy with your fans! (เน‘โ€ขฬ€ใ…‚โ€ขฬ)ูˆโœงใ€‘

Lu Zhou: ......?

Hey?

It seems like......

I really forgot about it.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhou, who was a little drunk on his face, suddenly smiled embarrassedly.

This......

I'm so embarrassed.

Although the Hoffmann Medal is not as well-known outside the academic community as the Kraford Prize or the Ziegler Prize jointly awarded by the German Chemical Society and the American Chemical Society, its status in the chemical community is not low at all.

After all, this award is not given out every year.

Considering that "scarcity is expensive", the influence of this medal in the academic community is even slightly stronger than that of the Adams Prize in Chemistry.

If you think about it this way, it's really a bit too much to say if you don't share this joy with your fans.

Taking a picture of the Hoffman medal and certificate, Lu Zhou casually edited a scarf.

There was a prize of 10,000 euros, and last time I drew ten Warwicks, this time I will draw ten apples.

After clicking send, Lu Zhou threw his phone on the bedside table, yawned, and rolled over to sleep.