The meeting resumed.

Walking to the conference room, Professor Kreber slapped a stack of copies on the table and gestured to the assistant behind him, who was also holding a stack of papers, to send them in.

The professors and engineers at the conference table looked at each other, not knowing what Professor Kreber was planning to do.

Picking up the paper, Odor glanced at it briefly, frowning slightly.

"What is this?"

With his hands propped up on the table, Professor Kreber said with a blazing gaze.

"That's what we've been waiting for!"

Somewhat uncomfortable with the frenzied gaze, Ador hesitated.

"Are you sure this thing is reliable?"

Professor Kreber said in a tone of great certainty: "The author of the paper is Professor Lu of Princeton, this year's Fields Medal winner. If even his mathematical model is not reliable, I can't think of anyone else in the world whose model is more worthy of our trust. ”

"Plasma turbulence...... Turbulent...... I have a headache when I see the word turbulence," he threw the paper on the table, and the plasma physicist sitting in the corner of the conference table pinched his eyebrows, "I'm a plasma physicist, I'm not here to discuss fluid mechanics with you." ”

Some professors were silent, staring at the paper in their hands with frowns, studying the complex calculation process inside. There are many great names in the Max Planck Society, not to mention visiting scholars from all over the world.

Among these people, there are always big bulls who are proficient in mathematics.

But it doesn't matter if you're not proficient.

Just like Kreber.

Although he couldn't understand the part of the discussion, many people could still understand the mathematical model as a conclusion and the supercomputing simulation results posted in the paper.

Staring at Professor Heisinger, Kreber said in a serious tone: "I know this may sound a bit bizarre, and the insolvability of the turbulence problem is basically the consensus of the physics community. But if this model is really reliable, we can modify our control scheme based on it to reduce the plasma collision with the first wall. ”

After a long silence, Professor Heisinger finally made a decision.

"Then give it a try."

The best way to test the truth is through practice.

Just like the image-only model they are using, it is also based on the experience of countless experiments.

Hearing this, Odor was slightly moved and looked at Professor Heisinger in disbelief, "Are you sure you want to change the plasma control scheme?" Just because of this paper, I don't know if it has a chance to be published? ”

Professor Hesinger looked at him silently.

"Do we have any other choice?"

Changing the control scheme is not an easy task.

But this kind of procedural change is much easier than a systematic overhaul......

……

After the paper was submitted, Lu Zhou didn't care about it anymore.

Interestingly, this time he posted the preprint on the Arxiv website, but after getting clicks from his peers, it didn't trigger the system's decision that the task was completed.

It seems that the rules for judging such application-biased problems are still different from the proof of mathematical conjectures, and whether they are open or not may not be the only criterion for judging the completion of the task.

Recalling the description of the mission, Lu Zhou remembered that the original words of the mission requirement were "to establish a mathematical model for the phenomenon of plasma turbulence in the stellarator".

Could it be that the mission also included that at least one stellar simulator must use his model?

If that's the case, I'm afraid this task will be a bit difficult......

Even a top-level journal like PRX is not very likely to be accepted by research institutions.

And most importantly, there are too few stellar-mimics in this world......

Of course, the possibility that there is a problem with his research cannot be ruled out.

Although Lu Zhou felt that this possibility was very low......

In short, after confirming that the progress of the paper review has entered the peer review stage, Lu Zhou slowed down the pace of work a little.

From the NS equation to the study of plasma turbulence, he has not had much leisure in the past six months, except for a few days when he went to Brazil for a conference.

He is not a machine after all, and he needs to rest......

On the lawn next to Lake Carnegie, a group of undergraduates test drones.

The annual autumn competition is about to start again, and now is the most critical time for training.

As an advisor to the club, Lu Zhou will also come here when he is not busy.

On the one hand, he pointed out some technical problems for these young men, and on the other hand, he also took this opportunity to blow the wind and bask in the sun by the lake.

Sitting next to Lu Zhou, Jimmy, the president of the club, pulled the grass next to his shoes and suddenly spoke.

"Professor, I'll be graduating next year."

"Oh? Maybe I can give you good advice, such as recommending a few reliable professors. ”

For this freckled boy, Lu Zhou's impression is still good.

Although he didn't know many engineering professors, it was okay to ask someone he knew about other professors.

To his surprise, however, Jimmy shook his head.

"I'm not going to go on to higher education, I'm going to graduate directly."

Lu Zhou glanced at him with some surprise.

"Graduation? Have you figured out what to do? ”

"Drone!" Staring at the little guy flying in the sky, Jimmy said with a fascinated expression, "I'm going to start a drone company, it's my dream." ”

Lu Zhou Khan said: "This sounds ...... It's an interesting idea. But Jimmy, what are you going to do with your drone? ”

Jimmy smiled and replied, "You can do a lot of things, like delivering couriers, and then delivering pizza." ”

Drone delivery?

Suddenly hearing this word, this is really nostalgic......

Looking at the little guy hovering in the sky, Lu Zhou couldn't help but recall his college days and the papers he sent when he was in college.

I remember that at the beginning, he also received an offer from Shunfeng.

Suddenly, Lu Zhou couldn't help but think, if he didn't refuse that offer at that time, but chose to suspend his studies and go to Shunfeng's laboratory to study drone logistics, what would be such a situation now?

Life is really amazing......

Jimmy: "Professor? ”

Lu Zhou came back to his senses: "What's wrong?" ”

"What do you think of the idea of using a drone to deliver a courier?" Jimmy looked at Lu Zhou seriously and asked for advice.

"What a brilliant idea, how can I say that? I'm also bullish on this project, but I don't have any investment plans lately-"

Jimmy smiled embarrassedly: "No, you misunderstood, I don't need your investment, my father is willing to lend me five million dollars in start-up capital, this start-up capital is enough for me." ”

Lu Zhou: "......"

Well, it seems that he is self-inflicted.

But then again, why does he always feel that the few students with whom he has a good relationship are local tyrants, except for his own students......

"In that case, take care of your future. I can't help you with anything else, but I can recommend you a couple of good papers...... Although it only sketches a general framework, it is not really finished. After a pause, Lu Zhou continued, "But they are published in the general journal, I am not sure if they are included in the database of the Flintstone Library, you may have to be a little patient when you look for them......

The sorrow of the general journal is probably here, even if you make first-class results, you can only get third-rate treatment in the end.

Although it is exchanged for points for the purpose of passing the task, it is also something produced by the system after all.

Fair evaluation, Lu Zhou thinks that the quality of those papers is still good, although it is a little easier to take it apart and look at the water, but if you continue to do it according to that framework, you should be able to make good results.

However, Jimmy didn't dislike it, his eyes lit up after hearing Lu Zhou's words, and he immediately said, "Please be sure to recommend it to me!" ”

Lu Zhou didn't talk nonsense, and took out a manuscript from his pocket.

He can't remember from which academic conference he got this manuscript, but he usually used it mainly to record his inspirations, and wrote on it some calculations and symbols that only he could understand.

Tearing off a blank piece of paper, Lu Zhou wrote the name and approximate date of the journal on it, and handed it to Jimmy.

"Take it."

"Thank you!"

Taking the note from Lu Zhou's hand, Jimmy put it in his pocket as if he had found it.

Seeing that he attached so much importance to it, Lu Zhou hoped that what he couldn't use anymore could help him a little bit.

At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly shook twice.

Standing up and patting the grass clippings on his pants, Lu Zhou walked to the side of the lake path and took out the mobile phone in his pocket.

Xiao Ai: [Master, there's a new email!] (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧】

Glancing at the pop-up window on the screen, Lu Zhou clicked on the link and logged in to the mailbox.

Coincidentally, there were two unread emails lying in the mailbox.

One was from PRX, informing him that the peer review had ended and that the paper would be published in the latest issue of PRX.

As for the other one, it is from the Max Planck Institute for Plasma Physics......