30 is too deep to learn

The voice behind me came along with the feeling on my shoulder.

Chen Muwu turned around and found that in the Eagle Bar, which was not too big, there were many people pouring in at once.

They were tall and muscular, and each of them wore Cambridge blue suits.

Obviously, these people are the noblest athletes among the students of Cambridge University.

And it was no one else who patted Chen Muwu on the shoulder, it was the president of the Cambridge University Water Club, Best, who had met several times in the Camham River and Cavendish laboratories some time ago.

"Good evening, Lawrence, what are you doing here today?" came and did not be rude, Chen Muwu also said hello to Best.

Best was a little surprised: "What's the matter?" Drinking, of course! Chen, that's a funny question. โ€

"So you came here with the Cambridge athletes, is there something to celebrate?"

Best's eyes widened: "Haven't you read the news in the newspaper in the past two days?" โ€

"I'm sorry, I've been busy doing experiments in the lab lately, and I haven't read much newspapers."

In fact, Chen Muwu didn't have any experiments to do.

The reason why he said this is because he came from the information age, and after more than half a year, he still did not develop the habit of reading newspapers with nothing to do.

Chen Muwu usually chats with people in the laboratory to learn what news has happened recently.

"Well, well, let me tell you that just the other day at the Cambridge-Oxford Games, our school was a great success. Not only did they win Oxford in the most notable rowing, but they also won in cricket, football and rugby, as well as athletics. Today we are at the Eagle Bar to hold a celebration banquet for the Games. โ€

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

Regarding the invitation of Chen Muwu into the swimming club, Best has never given up.

So for today's good opportunity, he will naturally not let it go.

Best sat down on the empty seat next to Chen Muwu, and he also beckoned to the bartender at the bar: "Bring me and this gentleman a pint of beer each." โ€

Oh, pint!

This damn imperial unit!

Although Britain, one of the most developed countries in the world today, is still a little inconvenient in life compared with the future generations a hundred years later, Chen Muwu can accept them one by one and gradually get used to them.

The only thing he couldn't get used to was this imperial unit.

The occasional flask with a ruler of inches and a pint in Cavendis's lab annoyed him.

As a result, in this small eagle bar, he still could not escape the fate of being entangled in imperial units.

"Thanks, I don't drink." Chen Muwu declined Best's kindness.

He was going to deal with Best a few more words, and after a few more words, he would leave the chaotic bar.

Chen Muwu was not afraid that if he returned to his rented room after ten o'clock, he would be reported to the college by his landlord, Mrs. Brown.

Now that the summer vacation is out, Mrs. Brown is no longer so rigid that she will not report to the school that he is late for the holidays.

He just felt that there were more and more people in the bar, and the sound was getting louder and louder, and if there was a white ghost with big limbs and a simple mind who didn't open his eyes for a while, pointing to his complexion and saying something cool, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but rush forward and beat the other party.

"The heroes of the rowing team have stayed in London, and tomorrow they will enter Buckingham Palace to meet His Majesty the King;" Best pestered Chen Muwu and chattered, he pointed to the sturdy blue suits in the bar, and introduced Chen Muwu one by one: "Those polite gentlemen are players of the cricket team;

"And the strong men who are not so gentlemanly are on the football team;

"That man's name is Harold Abrahams, and he is also from our Gonville and Case Academy, and he is the flyer of our school, and he broke into ten seconds in the 100-yard dash of this athletic day; โ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

Imperial units, and stars are imperial units!

Although the wine was not stained, Chen Muwu's head was bigger.

One yard is equal to three feet, and one foot is equal to ...... How many meters is it?

After a long time of mental calculation, he finally came to the conclusion that one hundred yards was about equal to ninety-one meters.

If you run 100 yards in 10 seconds, then if you change it to 100 meters, it is estimated that you can run within 11 seconds, which is a very fast result.

Watching Best introduce the achievements of other sports for half a day, but never talk about the athletes under his command, Chen Muwu has already noticed the strangeness in it.

So he asked a sharp question directly to Best, hoping to stop the chatter next to him and shut him up: "Lawrence, how is our school doing in swimming?" โ€

As soon as this question was raised, it really achieved the effect he wanted, and Best, who was quite proud just now, lowered his head, like Kong Yiji who was standing and drinking but wearing a long shirt in front of the counter of Xianheng Hotel.

After a few seconds, he replied in a low voice: "Only in swimming, we lost to Oxford." There's a new Kiwi to their school who has lived by the sea since he was a child, and who can swim 58.4 in 100 yards, and no one in our club can beat him. โ€

With that, Bester took his glass and drank it down, trying to douse the wort in his heart, and then he held up his empty glass and shouted at the bartender, "Give me another pint!" โ€

This time, it was Chen Muwu's turn to be silent.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

He even wanted to break the precept and get a goddamn pint.

Because Chen Muwu had just calculated, the British system of one hundred yards was converted into the metric system, which is ninety-one meters.

And his best swim time in his previous life when he was on the varsity team was a 54-second 100-meter freestyle.

It is known that 91 meters is less than 100 meters, and 58 seconds is greater than 54 seconds.

In other words, if Chen Muwu had agreed to Best's request to join their club, then he would have won the championship in the United Games this time?

Chen Muwu didn't really want to win this championship, but when Best fooled him into joining the club, he once said that as long as he could win Oxford University in the competition, he would get the honorary title of blue.

And the blue honorary title can get a scholarship of more than 100 pounds every year!

If you had known earlier, the boys would have ......

No, if he had known that the swimming level of these two schools was so good, Chen Muwu would definitely agree to Best's request without hesitation and join the school swimming club.

Regret not being at the beginning!

Chen Muwu picked up the glass with soda, touched it with Best, and asked with a calm look: "Lawrence, when is the next match with Oxford University?" โ€

"This time next year." Best's mood is still low.

However, he seemed to think of something again, and suddenly shook his head vigorously, muttering to himself: "No, no, there will be an Olympics next year, how can I forget about it." โ€

Then Best raised his head and told Chen Muwu a definite answer: "Next year's combined games should be advanced to April and May, in order not to collide with the Olympic Games held in Paris."

"You know, Harold's achievements in the intercollegiate athletic meeting are completely overkill, and he will definitely participate in next year's Olympics.

"But, Chen, what do you mean by next year's competition time? Is it possible, is it possible that you are going to join our club? โ€

Chen Muwu smiled awkwardly: "Hey, I won't tell you, I do have this idea now." โ€

"Chen, thank you for joining our club! This is the best news I've ever received in the past two days! Bartender, give me another pint! โ€

After speaking, Best took a glass of wine and drank it down.

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After the farewell feast, Kapitsa returned to Kronstadt, Blackett returned home in London, and Rutherford took the family to Cornwall for a holiday......

As soon as the summer vacation came, both Cambridge University and Cavendish laboratories became much more deserted than before.

European and American students all took various means of transportation back to their hometowns.

The fall semester, which only starts in October, gives them plenty of time to enjoy the good life.

But Chen Muwu didn't have the slightest idea of going home.

Although the Trans-Siberian Railway has been reopened for passenger traffic, the thirty or forty day sea voyage has also been shortened to more than twenty days by the railway.

But Rao is like this, Chen Muwu went from Cambridge to Qihai, and he had to waste nearly two months on the road back and forth.

What's more, what can he do when he goes home at this time?

Are you in a hurry to marry the blind date that the old lady has found for him?

It is better to stay in Cambridge in a good way.

In this way, Chen Muwu became the left-behind child of Cavendish Laboratory, and he stayed in Cambridge with the old director of the laboratory, J. Murphy. J. Thomson.

From school to work, Tomson Sr. has been in Cambridge for nearly 50 years, and he has long since made his home here.

In April, his son, Gยท P. Thomson was offered a teaching position at the University of Aberdeen and went north to Scotland, and as a result, the elder Thomson became a loner.

He and Chen Muwu, the old and the young, became year-old friends in this long summer vacation.

Out of care for a talented student who can't go home, Old Tomson either takes Chen Muwu to watch a cricket match or takes him to play golf.

But he is not interested in Chen Muwu's recent research, it does not matter whether the light is a particle or not, and it does not matter whether the ether exists or not.

The elder Thomson, who was already in semi-retirement, just wanted to spend his old age in peace until he was finally laid to rest in Westminster Abbey, next to Newton's tomb.

During the summer vacation, little Tomson also returned to Cambridge from Aberdeen, Scotland, to visit his father.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Muwu finally met him.

He thanked Tomson Jr. for doing the gamma ray scattering experiment he proposed in his paper earlier this year.

Little Tomson, like a gentleman, advised him not to be polite, saying that even if he did not do such an interesting experiment, a large number of physicists would be involved.

Tomson and his son are both Nobel laureates in physics, and the reason for Tomson's award is that he discovered the electron; His son, Tomson Jr., won the award because he had confirmed that electrons also have fluctuations through diffraction experiments.

It is a coincidence that both father and son won awards for their research on electronics.

A few days ago, Chen Muwu had just translated one of his latest papers into German and sent it to Planck, who was far away in Berlin.

He wanted to take a good break this summer.

Seeing little Tom Sun, Chen Muwu thought of the volatility of electrons.

Thinking of the wave nature of electrons, he further thought of the matter waves proposed by the young nobleman in France in his doctoral dissertation.

Inspiration and ideas always pop up from his brain inadvertently, so that Chen Muwu can never stop moving forward.

Alas, let's learn, learn endlessly, it's too deep!

Someone sent me a picture of an author who was refreshed every day. Also let send this picture to more authors and let them roll it up.

Lao Zhao: I don't believe in evil, so I decided to try it out for myself.

So when I was fishing today, I began to think about the next plot, and even secretly coded some words.

And then I started writing in the evening and kept writing until now, just in time for today's update.

As for Riwan's feelings, what can I say?

All I can say is that fairy tales are all lies, and my brain is now groggy and I feel like I am seasick on the sea.

Good night, everybody.

(End of chapter)