Hearing Kuroko's firm tone, Zhang Bei nodded and walked out of the laboratory quickly.

I drove all the way and soon came to the campus of the university.

The circles are different, and the most suitable person Zhang Bei can think of should be Professor Li.

The two are also familiar with each other, as long as Professor Li can recommend a few suitable people, the laboratory can be up and running.

There was a familiar knock on the door of Professor Li's apartment.

"Come in!"

Zhang Bei retreated and opened the door, and his eyes were Professor Li sitting in a chair.

"Why are you kid again?"

Zhang Bei smiled: "Isn't there something to trouble your old man!"

Professor Li is still very patient with this genius who developed his own miniature electromagnetics.

"Tell me, what's wrong?"

Zhang Bei scratched his head and sat on the sofa.

"Professor Li doesn't know some physicists, I have a project here that needs someone to work on."

Hearing this, Professor Li's eyes suddenly lit up.

"What did you kid do again?"

"For the time being, it's just a little bit of an eyebrow, and it's related to aerodynamics."

Professor Li knocked on the table, aerodynamics is widely used, and there are not a few scientists in this area.

"What about the specific requirements?"

"I don't need a big cow, I set up my own laboratory, I just need to sit in it."

Zhang Bei knows very well that all the information given to him by the system is a complete version.

It's just a waste for an industry leader to come, and what you need is just a name.

Professor Li pondered for a while: "People can be introduced to you, but I want to visit your laboratory." ”

At this age, Professor Li no longer has any desire for money rights.

All that's left is a love for research.

"No problem!"

Professor Li's meaning Zhang Bei also understood it, and he just wanted to see this experiment.

With the full version of the data, Zhang Bei is not afraid of timidity.

Professor Li pulled up a file from the computer: "It's him, do you think it's okay?" ”

Zhang Bei squinted his eyes and looked over, and the photo showed a man in his forties.

The information is even more concise, and he has been engaged in research in the research laboratory of Yan University for many years.

Now it is also facing the trouble of closing the laboratory after many years of inconclusion.

"Okay, that's it!"

Professor Li nodded, took out his mobile phone and dialed the call.

"Xiaoguan, I have a laboratory here that is short of people, you can come here."

The voice on the phone could be heard a little haggard: "Okay, I'll be over later." ”

After hanging up the phone in two simple sentences, Professor Li looked at Zhang Bei, who was making tea by himself, and raised his eyebrows.

"You're welcome."

Zhang Bei placed the first cup of tea in front of Professor Li.

"I'm a little thirsty, don't mind, old man!"

As soon as the words fell, a voice came from outside the door.

"Professor, can I come in?"

Professor Li frowned: "Come in!" ”

The door to the apartment was pushed open again, and an emaciated young man walked in through the door.

Seeing that there were other people here, he suddenly stiffened.

Professor Li turned his head to look at Zhang Bei: "This is my untalented disciple, you sit down first." ”

"What's the problem this time?"

The young man sat down briskly beside the professor and took out a stack of A4 papers from his bosom.

"It's the miniature electromagnetism you gave us, and I don't understand the derivation of the third formula."

Professor Li sighed, his disciples were basically already talented.

Only this youngest is still learning by his side.

"According to the first law of alternating current, calculate the impact of electricity."

Zhang Beido couldn't help but speak: "Actually, as long as you put the results of the second formula into it." ”

As soon as these words came out, the air suddenly fell silent.

Professor Li is the verification of the thinking formula, after all, Zhang Bei is the first creator of miniature electromagnetism.

No one will have Zhang Bei's thorough understanding.

The graduate students on the side fell into fantasies.

Who is this man?

Which big guy's disciple?

Why did he know the formula for miniature electromagnetism?

This is clearly classified as a classified!

The quiet air was broken by Professor Li's sigh.

"It turns out that we misunderstood, but since the second formula works, why did you write alternating current?"

In the document that Professor Li obtained, Zhang Bei wrote two pages of alternating current arguments.

Because of the completeness of the data, all scientists agree that this is the derivation method of the formula.

After Zhang Bei's explanation just now, Professor Li realized that those alternating current arguments were really just arguments.

Even if it doesn't, it doesn't affect the entire data at all.

Zhang Bei scratched his head, this thing was directly instilled into his brain by the system.

Everything was copied from the original and copied to the computer, and it became like this.

"Shouldn't a formula have an argument?"

Professor Li was suddenly full of helplessness and waved his hand at his disciple.

"You go back first, and I'll give you a new piece of information when you get back."

The man nodded and walked out of the apartment in obedience.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, I reacted instantly.

Damn, what did they say just now?

So, this miniature electromagnetic was developed by him?

Nima, this is not a genius to describe, can it?

He left the apartment with a shock, and at this time, Professor Li in the apartment took out several documents one after another and put them on the table.

"In order to prevent omissions, you should first read this information, and then look for any superfluous parts of your share."

For Zhang Bei, Professor Li is really having a headache now.

Anyone from a professional background knows how to write a piece of information, which is very concise.

But Zhang Bei was born in Yeluzi, and when I first read his information, I felt that my head was big for a while.

I didn't expect this kind of problem to exist.

Zhang Bei coughed lightly, picked up the information with one hand and looked at it.

An hour later, Zhang Bei rubbed his swollen brain.

"That's all!"

Professor Li looked at the two-thirds thing that had been cut, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Do you know how long we've been reading this material?"

Zhang Bei scratched his head: "How do I know this!" ”

"Fifteen professors watched without sleep for more than thirty hours."

The faint tone suddenly reminded Zhang Bei of the doctor in the amusement park.

"Watch next time, pay attention next time!"

"Professor, are you there?"

The voice coming from outside the door made the professor let Zhang Bei go for the time being.

"Come in!"

Someone pushed open the door, and Zhang Bei's eyes lit up instantly.

Here it comes!

The professor just nodded when he saw the visitor: "Guan Guo, you sit first." ”

The man sat down, his eyes looking at Zhang Bei from time to time.

Obviously, Zhang Bei is the protagonist of this time, and he may have to work under him in the future.

The professor coughed lightly and slowly spoke: "Xiaoguan, we all know about your current situation, I don't know what you think?" ”

Guan Guo sighed: "What else can I think, as long as there is a laboratory that can do experiments." ”

However, after glancing at Zhang Bei, his tone became serious: "But I won't go to a laboratory where I play tickets." ”