William Mackintosh is a senior teacher at the University of Glasgow, teaching physics or, to put it more archaically, natural philosophy.

Although, at this talent-rich university, Mackintosh has nothing to stand out from the rest of the world other than a little seniority.

But as a natural philosopher in the eyes of the people, he was always treated with extra respect in life, and he enjoyed the experience.

In recent days, however, Mackintosh has felt as if his dignity had fallen into a quagmire, and he could not stop struggling for a moment, and all his dignity was lost.

The anxiety caused by this made him almost sleepless at night.

During the day, when he was at school, he was also in a trance, and from time to time he took out an academic journal that was fixed to a certain page, and stared at it for a long time.

The source of all states is, of course, the paper on this page, "Estimation of the Age of the Sun."

Once again, Thomson made big news, and there was talk of it both inside and outside the academic community.

Thomson's adversity and jealousy for him to be so showy at such a young age are that most people at the University of Glasgow are used to it, and even the whole of Britain does not think it is outrageous.

After all, wasn't Newton a young man in his twenties when he pioneered classical mechanics?

As the field that needs fresh brains the most, there are too many young geniuses in the scientific community, and it is not difficult to accept that Britain was still the center of science and the center of science at this time.

But this paper, which has caused a huge repercussion, actually has an Indian second author, which is a bit unbelievable.

In Europe, there may be people who sympathize and be kind to the Indians, but there is absolutely no one who thinks that they have anything to do with science.

Now, however, an Indian has appeared in the media of the British Empire as a physicist - the horse whistle, an awkward transliteration that is clearly not an English name or any European name.

If that were all there was to it, Mackintosh would probably be like most Britons, just talking in a certain curiosity.

But not long ago, he had just had a contact with the horse whistle, and it was a very bad contact for him.

"A true barbarian," the phrase still rings in Mackintosh's ears to this day, causing a wave of annoyance to rise in his heart from time to time.

At first, he was able to hypnotize himself and convince himself not to be like a barbarian, but when he saw this paper, panic instantly filled his heart.

Although he was not entirely sure if Ma Whistle was the same Indian who had humiliated him that day, there were too many signs to point to a positive answer.

"True Barbarian" echoed wildly in Mackintosh's ears again, the sound of magic ringing.

Could it be, is it ...... The barbarian is really myself?

No way!

When pigs fly!

Apparently impossible!

When reason points to self-denial, people will inevitably avoid reason.

Mackintosh didn't dare to think about it deeply, so he could only brainwash himself over and over again, repeating the monologue "I'm obviously not a barbarian" in his heart.

Self-hypnosis works.

After a few days of trance, Mackintosh's symptoms took a step further and his thoughts diverged.

So he simply took the paper and went straight to Thomson, and his attitude was quite polite.

This is unusual, Thomson is a highly-anticipated physics genius, everyone knows that the future is limitless, and Mackintosh, although more qualified, has to be polite to Thomson in the past.

"Thomson, why did you sign the Indian name on the paper?" Mackintosh said.

Thomson was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly: "What else can it be?" Because he is also one of the authors, of course. ”

"He's an Indian!" Mackintosh emphasized, "An unclothed Indian who hunted bison on the prairie with stone arrows. ”

Thomson smiled, "Strictly speaking, that's just a part of the Indians, or most of them. Now we meet another, if not the only one, a genius Indian physicist. ”

Mackintosh was about to say something, but Thomson didn't seem to finish, and then added: "If Ma Whistle is not one of the authors, what motive do I have for him to sign the paper and give him his honor?" ”

Mackintosh was silent for half a second: "He may have paid a sum of money......"

"I'm not Bernoulli." Thomson frowned, "The Horse Whistle is not Lopida either. IMHO, Mackintosh, such groundless speculation is already an offense. ”

McIntosh only then came to his senses: "I'm sorry, Thomson. ”

Thomson pondered for a moment, "I don't know why your reaction is so strong...... I can understand what most people think, though, and I wouldn't have believed that such an Indian physicist existed if I hadn't personally spoken to Ma Whistle. ”

Mackintosh didn't speak.

Thomson continued: "Soon after, there will be an academic conference at the University of Cambridge, and thermodynamics will be an important topic at the conference. ”

"I'll attend meetings, and Ma Whistle will do a report, and I think as long as you've heard his report, there will be no more doubts."

……

"Cambridge University?" Hearing this name, Ma Whistle couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Sir Newton's alma mater." Thomson smiled and said, "I'm sure you've wanted to go there for a long time." ”

Ma Whistle nodded: "Yes, I would never have expected such a day when I gave an academic report at Cambridge University." ”

Thomson: "I believe this is a good opportunity to clear up the doubts of the outside world. You may not know how suspicious some people are of you, and even think that I took your money to give you this honor, like John Bernoulli, which is simply unbelievable. ”

"No, I'm not like Bernoulli. Even if I did want to sell my research, I wouldn't go back on it. He added.

In order to make a fortune, John Bernoulli sold some of his research results to the French nobleman Lopida, including the famous Lopita law.

After Lobida's death, Bernoulli wanted to regain his honor and exposed the transaction of the year, which was despised by many scholars.

The academic transaction itself is already shameful, and the breach of contract after the transaction is completed is simply more excessive than prostitution.

The two chatted for a moment.

"We'll be on our way in a few days." "There's no direct train to Cambridge in Glasgow, so we have to take the train to London and then to Cambridge," Thomson said. ”

"When we get to London, we don't immediately board the train to Cambridge, I also need to visit a friend of mine. And when you're first in London, you probably want to look around. ”