Xia Worm is also silent for me, and silence is Kangqiao tonight.

Xu Zhimo's poem is rare to be so appropriate.

The season is indeed early summer, and the location is also the sword of the Eight Classics, uh, Kangqiao.

Only there was a slight deviation in time, and now it is not evening, but morning.

But this is harmless, the moment the door opens, the silence is indeed the current Kangqiao.

When the four of them looked at each other, Rutherford didn't know how others felt.

He only felt embarrassed, whether it was the illogical words that he said without going through his brain in a hurry a few seconds ago, or now, Chen Muwu, who had patted his chest and swore to Fowler yesterday that he was not at Cambridge University, suddenly appeared in front of him.

……

Fowler, who had just stood outside the door with von Neumann, also felt that something was wrong.

Listening to the voice coming from the office, Fowler could tell that it was his father-in-law who was speaking.

And the tone of the voice and the subject of the speech are also words that only Rutherford can say.

Now the problem arises, a man with a voice and tone that resembles Rutherford, who says in the office that he is not in the office.

So is he, or Rutherford himself, in the office or not?

According to Dr. Chen, you can only know from the moment you open the office door.

Fowler had just thought of this when he noticed that the door in front of him was being opened from the inside.

And the one who opened the office door happened to be Dr. Chen.

As soon as I thought of him, he came to open the door, which was so sweet!

"Dr. Chen, thank you ......"

…… No, Dr. Chen?

The words had already been spoken, and Fowler reacted, didn't his father-in-law say last night that Chen Muwu was not at Cambridge University?

But the person in front of him can't be a ghost, could it be that Dr. Chen returned to Cambridge University overnight last night?

He just wanted to be polite and asked Chen Muwu when he would come back.

Fowler had a flash of inspiration and stopped the car.

Is there a possibility that Chen Muwu never left, but his father-in-law didn't want the Germans to meet him?

Fowler is neither advancing nor retreating now, and for a time he is standing in place.

……

Chen Muwu, who opened the door, was also embarrassed like the above two.

Rutherford could tell that it was Fowler who was talking outside the door, as could Chen Muwu, who had been immersed in Cavendish laboratories for many years.

It stands to reason that standing outside the door is not only his uncle, but also his right-hand man at work, and the person sitting on the sofa inside the door is also his confidant and beloved apprentice.

In this case, Rutherford has no reason to refuse Fowler and not let him in, right?

Then he Chen Muwu sat up from the sofa and ran to open the door, which is also very reasonable?

His fingers had already touched the doorknob, but Rutherford's words came from behind him.

Although his brain reacted, it seemed that this door should not be opened.

But the strength of the fingertips can't be recovered.

After opening the door, Chen Muwu not only saw Fowler, but also saw a young man who he didn't know, but was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

……

Von Neumann, who had come from afar, was the only spectator of the farce that had been staged at Cambridge University early in the morning.

When Fowler asked him whether he wanted to stay in Cavendish Laboratories to do experiments or continue his mathematical research in the mathematics department of Cambridge University in his hotel room, von Neumann actually wanted to give a third answer.

He didn't want to choose either, and the only purpose of this trip was to meet Chen Muwu, the smartest scientist of their generation.

This was not only instructed by his teacher Hilbert, but also the real idea of von Neumann himself.

He never thought that there would be a hidden plot like Chen Muwu not being at Cambridge University and jumping into the air.

Von Neumann was excited and wanted to overtake Chen Muwu in the corner, so he chose the option of doing experiments in Cavendis's laboratory.

On the way from the hotel to the lab, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became.

I am a theorist who studies mathematics, and what can I do in a laboratory, even if it is the best physics laboratory in the world?

Although von Neumann has a degree in chemistry from the Federal Institute of Technology Zurich, he has low scores in those sad experimental courses!

Whether he can surpass Chen Muwu in physics experiments, he no longer has the luxury of this matter, he just hopes that he will not be too embarrassed and become a big joke in this laboratory.

Von Neumann repeatedly retreated in his mind, but finally followed Fowler into the Cavendish laboratory and to the door of Rutherford's office.

This heavyweight is said to be a Taishan Beidou-like existence in the experimental physics world, and his teacher Hilbert has about the same status in the mathematical world.

It's better to see each other than not to see it, and it's a stamp collector, and maybe when you brag to others in the future, you can have one more point to talk about.

As a result, Rutherford didn't see it, so he first watched such a big play outside the office door for free, and it was an immersive interactive experience drama.

Fowler told himself that Rutherford wanted to see him.

Arriving at the office door, Rutherford said he wasn't inside.

Then the office door opened, and it was opened by a young Asian man, whom Fowler called Dr. Chen.

Dr. Chen?

Isn't that the one I wanted to see when I came to Cambridge?

Taking advantage of the fact that the three people inside and outside the door were stunned, von Neumann hurriedly looked at Dr. Chen, who had never seen the famous for a long time.

This person is about the same age as himself, he looks gentle and elegant, and the clothes he wears, the cutting and workmanship of the fabrics are also very exquisite.

Someone who matches his race, surname, age, and can stay in Rutherford's office early in the morning should not be far from his status in Cavendish Laboratory.

Is there a second Ph.D. surnamed Chan at the University of Cambridge?

Among them, George Chen, who has repeatedly solved strange cases, is not counted, and the prototype of that literary character should also be this one!

That should be him, right?

Although when they didn't meet, they disliked Chen Muwu a lot.

But after meeting, von Neumann was much more flexible than his German compatriot Pauli.

The hatred for Chen Muwu in his heart disappeared in an instant, and Xiao Feng, who was "Chen Gou online, Brother Chen offline", didn't care about any etiquette or etiquette, and directly surpassed Fowler who was blocking the door, and stretched out his hand in front of Chen Muwu.

"Dr. Chen, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Johann von Neumann, Ph.D. in mathematics from the University of Budapest, and now at the University of Göttingen, under the supervision of Professor Hilbert."

Who?

Hearing that the comer reported to his home, Chen Muwu was startled again.

No wonder he felt that the man who was following Fowler was familiar, and he dared to love this true god.

At the end of the semester, when my roommate lit a cigarette and bowed down to a photo of von Neumann on the computer screen, he bowed a few times.

The eyebrows, eyes and facial features of the person in that photo are very similar to myself.

Chen Muwu felt that the reason why he didn't recognize it was because he was in the prime of life now, and his hairline had not yet begun to decline.

Why did he come to Cambridge to find himself?

As soon as the question came to mind, von Neumann gave the answer in the next words.

Since he mentioned Hilbert, the motive for this trip should make sense, right?

Xi seniors felt that it was very unacceptable to be refuted by their own papers as a young junior, so they sent their capable generals to cross the sea to the west and come all the way to Cambridge University to find a place?

But looking at the other party's performance, Chen Muwu was a little unsure.

Whether in the sea or in Copenhagen, he has seen what it is like to look down on Germans.

They are not as attentive as von Neumann, and they can't even see a smile on their faces.

He couldn't figure out the real intention of this person to come to Cambridge University, so he could only act at the opportunity.

If von Neumann had come to fight himself because of that mathematical paper, he would have come up with something new in other ways to divert his attention.

Turing, the elementary school brother who has not yet enrolled in King's College next door, seems to have a good Turing machine.

A genius like him, as long as you give him an idea, he can output many high-quality papers for you.

What he lacked was just a small idea.

If von Neumann's arrival at Cambridge is just a coincidence, and it is a mistake to meet him, then get along with him and try to fool him to Stockholm in the future.

Chen Muwu, who was crackling with the abacus in his heart, stretched out his hand forward with a smile: "Dr. von Neumann, I'm also very happy to know you." ”

Treat people politely and give him a feeling like a spring breeze.

Chen Muwu's impression in von Neumann's heart has improved again.

Seeing that the matter is exposed, it is meaningless to hide that Chen Muwu is not at Cambridge University.

Rutherford had no choice but to ask Chen Muwu to invite everyone to his office, and the awkward atmosphere did not dissipate, and was still brewing here.

"Dr. Chen, the director said that you haven't been at Cambridge University for a while, so what are you ......?"

After all, after living with Rutherford for five or six years, there is still a certain tacit understanding between Weng and his son-in-law, and Fowler hinted at various things in the questioning.

"That's right, Professor Fowler, I was stranded in London before the strike, to catch the first train back to Cambridge today, and I got here just after I got off the train to talk to my teacher about something.

"The teacher hears your voice and says he wants to trick you and see how you react. But I was afraid that I would delay something important, so I took it upon myself to open the door.

"No, did you really know Dr. von Neumann, who came all the way from Germany?"

The answers given by the good students were seamless, perfectly covering up their previous lies.

As for whether the German believes it or not, what does it matter?

Otherwise, I have to say Dr. Chen! It's this clever and powerful, and no one else can compare to it!

Rutherford's tense heart immediately relaxed, and he subconsciously touched his pipe.

In this case, you have to smoke a bag, even Chen Muwu, who just saved him, is useless in this office!

"Your name is Dr. von Neumann, do you smoke?"

Rutherford shook the tobacco pouch in his hand at the guest, and filled himself with a bucket as the other shook his head and waved his hand in refusal.

"Count yourself lucky, Dr. Chen, who is looking for him, happens to be at Cambridge University today. If you have anything to do with him, tell him in person. ”

The elderly are alive and dare not resign.

Von Neumann told the cause and effect of the incident, and Chen Muwu knew that he was not here to fight this time, but it was too much of a coincidence, in addition to the mathematical papers, Dirac's physics papers were also ahead of him.

Although the Dirac equation has now become a relativistic form of Chen's equation, there is no such statistic in this world where Fermi jumps out to argue with him about who discovered it first, and there is no von Neumann who jumps out and accuses him of not being rigorous enough.

But with one more unlucky von Neumann, luck doesn't come into thin air or disappear, it just shifts from one unlucky to another.

The reason he gave was not at all interested in Rutherford: "Whether it's mathematics or quantum mechanics mathematics, that's something you young people should think about, and it's better for an old guy like me not to get involved." Dr. Chan is in Cambridge, so you have time to talk.

"By the way, Chen, how is your work in 'London' going? Do you want to go back and see it again in the near future? ”

Rutherford was talking about London, and all he was thinking about was particle accelerators.

"No, teacher, I'm going to take a few days off in Cambridge, and I'll talk about London later."

Now that the problem with the motor has been found, Chen Muwu has already told Cockcroft the solution.

It takes time for custom-made silk to be shipped from China, and it also takes time to buy new materials.

It doesn't matter if he goes to the motor side during this time or not, just enough to accompany this guest from afar.

Having completed the meeting without any haul, Rutherford left his son-in-law in his office and explained to him why he had said that.

And Chen Muwu accompanied von Neumann out of the office, the particle accelerator will definitely not take him there, but it is not bad to visit the scenery of Cambridge University.

With the increasing number of cars, a number of parking lots have recently opened in Cambridgeshire.

Outside the gate of Cavendis's laboratory, Capitsa was starting the car, and in the passenger seat, Dirac, who was still interested in drag racing, was still in the passenger seat.

It seems that one of these two people really wants to buy, and the other really wants to sell.

Seeing someone walk out, Kapitsa greeted enthusiastically: "Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time, what have you been busy with lately?" ”

Chen Muwu introduced von Neumann to them lightly, saying that he wanted to accompany the guests.

"That's right, Paul and I are going to go around Cambridge too, or we'll be together, right?"

Kapitsa was genuinely invited, and Dirac didn't care, as long as he could follow the drag race.

Von Neumann also wanted to get to know him when he heard that the one sitting in the car was Dirac.

Only Chen Muwu was reluctant to go.

On the one hand, he remembered the thrilling scene the last time Capitsa talked about drag racing.

On the one hand, I feel that this fate is really a joke.

It was not enough to have the two sleeping dragons and phoenixes, Capitsa and Dirac, and they actually sent von Neumann, the third car god among the physicists.

Whoever likes to go for this ride, I'm not going to go anyway.

"Well, please accompany Dr. von Neumann on a tour of Cambridge University, and I will take care of some personal matters."

Lives matter, and you can't be sloppy.

(End of chapter)