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Chapter 459 I don’t know if I can finish it (2 in 15000+)
Chapter 459 I don't know if I can finish it (5000 in [-] [-]+)
Sideways let Coyle and Matheson into the room.
Once the two entered the room, they didn't bother to look at Chen Zhou's not-so-rich dormitory.
He ran directly to the desk with piles of draft paper.
Although Chen Zhou has already admitted it personally, the speed at which he has processed data so far is that he has just finished solving two data.
But the two of them still couldn't believe it.
Anyway, this speed doesn't match the Chen Zhou they know at all.
If you want to say how difficult the data is to process, forget it.
But the point is, the processing of these data is not too difficult from the bottom of my heart.
All theoretical formulas are basically complete.
Use the simplest and most stupid method, just put it inside, won't you?
Even a graduate student without Chen Zhou's mathematical talent should be pretty good at it.
Taking a step back, even the processing of this data is somewhat difficult.
You, a person who solves three mathematical conjectures within a year, will be difficult by this difficulty?
I am afraid that other physicists can rest at home.
Seeing the hurried appearance of these two people, Chen Zhou didn't stop them.
He has already said the truth, if you don’t believe it, then there is nothing you can do.
On the computer on the desk is the data file that Chen Zhou just opened.
The draft paper on which the pen was placed was still blank.
Seeing this, Coyle subconsciously wanted to look through other stacks of draft paper.
But before he could make a move, Matheson had already said: "Looking at your piles of papers, I still find it hard to believe that you really just started..."
It was Matheson's words that instantly woke up Coyle.
This is not their own thing, it is extremely impolite to flip through it without permission.
Coyle's hand, which he was about to extend, also retracted in an instant.
It's one thing not to believe or understand, it's quite another to be impolite.
Hearing Mai Xisen's words, Chen Zhou had a helpless smile on his face: "As you can see, it's just started."
Coyle heard the words, and then asked again: "Then the materials you piled up are all the research materials of Goldbach's conjecture?"
It is no secret that Chen Zhou studied Goldbach's conjecture.
And with the help of the media, it has almost become a well-known fact.
It doesn't matter whether it's in Huaguo or other places, it's pretty much the same.
Coupled with the assists from the Cole Number Theory Award a while ago, it has been even more popular in foreign academic circles.
Chen Zhou walked up to the two of them, stretched out his hand to remove the document bag pressing the pile of draft papers, pointed to the pile of draft papers, and said, "It's not all the research data of Goldbach's conjecture, and Galois The linear representation of the Artin L function of the group is the material involved in this project."
"In addition, there are quite a lot of materials about the rubber ball experiment. I sorted out the theoretical knowledge of the rubber ball experiment as a whole, and there are some literature materials about the experiment."
After Chen Zhou finished speaking, Coyle and Matheson opened their eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.
Is this guy still human?
Doing so many subjects at once, can you be busy?
Although I don't know what kind of subject the linear representation of the Artin L function of the Galois group is, but it shouldn't be so simple that this guy can take a fancy to it.
At this time, Coyle suddenly caught a glimpse of several other piles of draft paper in the corner.
Subconsciously, he pointed there and asked, "Are those too?"
Following the direction of Coyle's finger, Matheson also noticed the draft paper piled up in the corner.
Unlike Coyle, after he saw it, the surprised expression on his face became a little more serious.
They all knew when Chen Zhou came here, and it was only a few months.
The degree of stacking of this kind of data is too exaggerated, right?
Chen Zhou glanced back and explained: "Those are not all, some of them are materials sent by Professor A Ting, asking me to complete a summary of a problem. There are many materials of that summary."
As soon as Chen Zhou said this, whether it was Coyle or Matheson, the two were real, and they were once again shocked by Chen Zhou's speed, or efficiency.
This guy has quietly completed a mathematical summary report!
Of course, they would not foolishly think that the "one question" that Chen Zhou mentioned was just a simple question.
If it is simple, how to explain this pile of information?
Besides, Professor Artin asks simple questions?
That is a real master of algebraic geometry!
It took a while for Coyle and Matheson to recover.
Coyle hesitated, but still said what he thought at the beginning: "Well, Chen Zhou, can I see your things?"
Chen Zhou followed Coyle's eyes, took a look, and nodded slightly.
Coyle didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly picked up the pile of draft paper on the table, which was full of words and symbols.
It might have been impolite before, but now, he has asked his master's permission.
When Coyle flipped through the draft paper, Matheson leaned his head almost without hesitation.
As Coyle flipped his hands, the two became more and more surprised.
Chen Zhou looked at the two quietly from the side, with a faint smile on his face.
As far as he was concerned, he didn't actually think it was a big deal.
If I hadn't gone to attend the Cole Number Theory Award presentation, I would have participated in the entire mathematics academic exchange meeting by the way.
The draft paper on this table should be thicker.
Moreover, he should have already started the data processing mentioned by the two people in front of him.
Coyle didn't know how long he flipped.
He only felt the weight of the draft paper in front of him getting heavier and heavier.
If Chen Zhou is also called sorting out information, then what is their usual sorting?
This guy has deduced the theoretical knowledge of the entire glue ball experiment project on scratch paper!
Moreover, this is how the experimental literature of the glue ball project is organized?
While tidying up, can you also do deduction on the draft paper?
By the way, can you correct the direction of the experiment?
After a long time, Coyle finally finished flipping through the thick stack of draft paper that he quickly picked up.
Turning his head slowly, he looked at Matheson, who had always been dignified beside him.
Matheson also slowly turned his head and glanced at him.
In the eyes of the two people, apart from shock, they were still shocked.
The two also read a sentence from each other's eyes at the same time.
This guy is probably really a pervert, right?
At this time, Chen Zhou naturally noticed the expressions of the two of them. He touched his nose and thought with some doubts: "There's no need to show such a bloody expression, right?"
After a pause, Chen Zhou said aloud: "Well, two senior brothers, you came to see me today, is Professor Friedman urging me?"
Hearing Chen Zhou's voice, Coyle and Matheson came back to their senses.
Matheson shook his head: "That's not true. Professor Friedman didn't say anything. He just asked about our research at SLAC. It should be to make an experiment plan for the next experiment."
Chen Zhou nodded: "Yes."
Mai Xisen looked at Chen Zhou and wanted to say something, but felt that there was too much to say, and he didn't know where to start.
Instead, Coyle asked directly: "Chen Zhou, is this really the research you started doing after you came back from SLAC?"
Chen Zhou said puzzledly: "Yeah, what's wrong?"
Coyle: "No, nothing..."
Looking at the draft paper in his hand again, Coyle gently put them back on the desk.
The content on these draft papers is not without weight.
If it was him, it is estimated that he could write several papers.
But the little junior in front of him, who has just entered school, is so patient.
Coyle couldn't imagine what this research material would look like in its final form.
Direct impact on "Nature", or "Science"?
Or, go for this Nobel Prize in the field of glue balls?
It's not that Coyle is exaggerating, but what he feels after reading it, that's it.
After thinking about it, Coyle couldn't help admiring: "Chen Zhou, what kind of person are you? This research manuscript is simply indescribable!"
Matheson looked at his old friend and said, "Don't you do this every time you do a project? It's not like doing a project, but completing a perfect work of art! "
Hearing what the two said, Chen Zhou froze for a moment. Is it such an exaggeration?
Didn't these two senior brothers seriously do the experimental subject?
After thinking about it, Chen Zhou said softly, "Maybe it's my habit. I like to understand the ins and outs of a subject before deducing it on paper. Actually, I don't know if it's right..."
Coyle and Matheson exchanged glances.
You still don’t know, is that right?
Even if it's wrong, this kind of mistake is not something ordinary people can make...
Both of them were silent and did not speak.
Looking at the two, Chen Zhou coughed lightly, and continued: "Look, aren't you much faster than me? I haven't entered the stage of processing the data from the last experiment yet."
It was fine if Chen Zhou didn't say anything, but when he said this, Coyle and Matheson suddenly showed a bitter expression on their faces.
They have finished processing the experimental data, but that is just pure data processing.
It's not like Chen Zhou, from beginning to end, it's like doing it all over again.
If they really used the same method as Chen Zhou, then they probably only dealt with the experimental data not long ago.
And the two felt that even if they adopted the same method as Chen Zhou's, they might not be able to obtain the paper-based experimental deduction results like Chen Zhou's.
Even if they are members of a whole glueball experiment group working together at SLAC.
It's not that they belittle themselves, it's just that the content on the draft paper gives people the feeling.
Seeing that the two of them kept silent, Chen Zhou was rather embarrassed.
After a while, Coyle finally said: "Chen Zhou, it will be Christmas soon, and in two days, Professor Friedman will give us a winter vacation. I wonder if you can finish processing these data?"
Matheson also said: "Although international students like you from Huaguo may receive special consideration. Professor Friedman should allow you to stay in school and wait until the eve of your own Chinese New Year before giving you a holiday. Let you go back to China to spend your own holiday."
"But it won't be long. I wonder if you can finish processing the data before that. Because your Spring Festival is over, it will be quite late when you come back. And the experiment at SLAC , and must be preparing..."
Coyle and Matheson meant nothing else by saying this.
They were really worried about whether Chen Zhou could finish processing the data and finally complete such an experimental "paper".
After all, it would be a pity if the content on the draft paper was not verified in time.
Chen Zhou laughed softly when he heard the words: "I thought I would go on winter vacation with you. In that case, I probably don't know if I can finish processing these data."
"However, since the winter vacation is held according to our country's Spring Festival, there must be no big problem. At most...at most half a month, all these data can be settled!"
Chen Zhou originally wanted to say it for a week at most, but he changed his mouth when he finally said it.
He was afraid that if something happened to delay him again, wouldn't he slap himself in the face?
Although Chen Zhou thought so, hearing Coyle and Matheson's words felt another way.
This guy, can't bear to look directly at the efficiency!
However, Coyle was still a little puzzled: "Can you really finish it? I read your manuscript just now, and I found that your speed of processing documents..."
When Coyle asked this question, it was not because he didn't believe what Chen Zhou said about half a month.
Just judging from the contents of the manuscript just now, Chen Zhou should not have compiled many experimental documents.
Because what he saw were only the experimental data of two or three documents, as well as Chen Zhou's paper-based experimental deduction.
Judging by this speed, Chen Zhou is indeed very efficient at least in terms of data processing, but it cannot be said to be absolutely fast.
"Oh, you said that..." Chen Zhou glanced at the draft paper that Coyle picked up and put down just now, and smiled softly.
Coyle and Matheson looked at each other, they didn't understand what Chen Zhou was laughing at.
But then, Chen Zhou said: "That's just the content of three experimental documents, there are still many under the pressure."
Hearing this, Coyle and Matheson quickly turned their heads and glanced at the pile of draft paper.
What do you mean?
Far more than the content of those three experimental documents?
How much is that?
Coyle turned his head quickly again, looked at Chen Zhou and asked, "Then how many articles have you compiled?"
Chen Zhou thought for a while and said softly: "If you don't count the documents I just scanned roughly, I have downloaded more than 80 documents in total."
Coyle didn't want to speak for a moment.
Matheson's expression was similar.
Do you dare to worry about yourself?
Damn, what kind of devil speed is this?
Is this the efficiency of flying a plane or flying a rocket?
"Well, since this is the case, then we don't have to worry about it, I hope you can finish it as soon as possible..."
"Yes, we are waiting to see your results..."
Coyle and Matheson each said a word.
After speaking, the two wanted to leave quickly.
Every second they stay in this place, they feel a deep sense of guilt.
In contrast, my job at SLAC couldn't be easier.
Moreover, Chen Zhou is still bound by a math subject.
How does this compare?
After seeing off Coyle and Matheson, Chen Zhou returned to his desk with a strange expression.
These two brothers are too funny, right?
What kind of expression is this?
Chen Zhou was actually quite puzzled.
These two senior brothers obviously came here excitedly.
As a result, when he left, he had a bitter expression on his face.
And, just take a look at your own research progress?
Oh, by the way, I also told myself about the upcoming winter vacation.
Besides, there is no more?
Chen Zhou felt that these two people came to him, shouldn't it be for the glue ball experiment?
Shouldn't you have a good discussion with yourself about the glue ball experiment?
Shouldn't it be a good time to share the progress on the SLAC side?
Thinking of this, Chen Zhou tilted his head and muttered to himself, "Why did I forget to ask them?"
Chen Zhou shook his head helplessly, all because of the strange expressions of these two people.
Even his clever brain began to forget things.
I can only blame Coyle and Matheson, who have been acting weird since they were at the door.
Then he entered the room and went straight to his desk.
Even my minimalist decoration can't attract them...
Looking back at his room, Chen Zhou was quite satisfied with his dormitory, which left a lot of space for draft paper.
At this time, Coyle and Matheson walked out of the apartment building where Chen Zhou was in despondency.
They came to Chen Zhou today because they really wanted to talk about the rubber ball experiment.
By the way, I would also like to share my situation in SLAC.
Learn more about Chen Zhou's research progress.
But who would have thought that before entering the door, Chen Zhou would be stupefied.
Until now, I haven't slowed down...
But at the same time, they also had a little expectation for Chen Zhou's research.
They who were originally left in SLAC were still wondering why Professor Friedman bound Chen Zhou and Professor Cross together alone.
For this reason, they felt somewhat resentful in their hearts.
That's why they often ask Professor Cross to inquire about the situation.
It's just that Professor Cross didn't find out anything.
Otherwise, when they came back from SLAC this time, they wouldn't have come to Chen Zhou excitedly.
But the result is like this...
At the same time as they were helpless, the dissatisfaction and complaints in their hearts had already disappeared in their shocked mood.
"Do you want to report the situation to Professor Friedman?"
Matheson said suddenly.
As for Chen Zhou's research, if they don't know, it's okay to say.
But now that I have read other people's manuscripts and learned about his research progress, it is necessary to report to Professor Friedman.
After thinking about it, Coyle suddenly said narrowly: "It's better not to report, I also want to see what kind of expression Professor Friedman will have when he sees Chen Zhou's research results."
Matheson froze for a moment, then smiled knowingly.
However, he still has some doubts.
Coyle knew Matheson very well, so he explained: "Whether we report it or not, Chen Zhou's research results will be sent to Professor Friedman as soon as possible."
"Also, we don't know much about the situation between Professor Friedman, Chen Zhou, and Professor Cross. So, it's better not to report casually."
Hearing this, Matheson's doubts were completely dispelled.
In the dormitory, Chen Zhou has already started the final data processing.
If there is no accident, he will definitely be much earlier than the time that Coyle and the two were informed.
Of course, this is also based on his existing rhythm.
And the thinking that won't get stuck.
But anyway.
Before returning home for the Spring Festival.
Chen Zhou must complete this part of the work thoroughly!
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(End of this chapter)
Sideways let Coyle and Matheson into the room.
Once the two entered the room, they didn't bother to look at Chen Zhou's not-so-rich dormitory.
He ran directly to the desk with piles of draft paper.
Although Chen Zhou has already admitted it personally, the speed at which he has processed data so far is that he has just finished solving two data.
But the two of them still couldn't believe it.
Anyway, this speed doesn't match the Chen Zhou they know at all.
If you want to say how difficult the data is to process, forget it.
But the point is, the processing of these data is not too difficult from the bottom of my heart.
All theoretical formulas are basically complete.
Use the simplest and most stupid method, just put it inside, won't you?
Even a graduate student without Chen Zhou's mathematical talent should be pretty good at it.
Taking a step back, even the processing of this data is somewhat difficult.
You, a person who solves three mathematical conjectures within a year, will be difficult by this difficulty?
I am afraid that other physicists can rest at home.
Seeing the hurried appearance of these two people, Chen Zhou didn't stop them.
He has already said the truth, if you don’t believe it, then there is nothing you can do.
On the computer on the desk is the data file that Chen Zhou just opened.
The draft paper on which the pen was placed was still blank.
Seeing this, Coyle subconsciously wanted to look through other stacks of draft paper.
But before he could make a move, Matheson had already said: "Looking at your piles of papers, I still find it hard to believe that you really just started..."
It was Matheson's words that instantly woke up Coyle.
This is not their own thing, it is extremely impolite to flip through it without permission.
Coyle's hand, which he was about to extend, also retracted in an instant.
It's one thing not to believe or understand, it's quite another to be impolite.
Hearing Mai Xisen's words, Chen Zhou had a helpless smile on his face: "As you can see, it's just started."
Coyle heard the words, and then asked again: "Then the materials you piled up are all the research materials of Goldbach's conjecture?"
It is no secret that Chen Zhou studied Goldbach's conjecture.
And with the help of the media, it has almost become a well-known fact.
It doesn't matter whether it's in Huaguo or other places, it's pretty much the same.
Coupled with the assists from the Cole Number Theory Award a while ago, it has been even more popular in foreign academic circles.
Chen Zhou walked up to the two of them, stretched out his hand to remove the document bag pressing the pile of draft papers, pointed to the pile of draft papers, and said, "It's not all the research data of Goldbach's conjecture, and Galois The linear representation of the Artin L function of the group is the material involved in this project."
"In addition, there are quite a lot of materials about the rubber ball experiment. I sorted out the theoretical knowledge of the rubber ball experiment as a whole, and there are some literature materials about the experiment."
After Chen Zhou finished speaking, Coyle and Matheson opened their eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.
Is this guy still human?
Doing so many subjects at once, can you be busy?
Although I don't know what kind of subject the linear representation of the Artin L function of the Galois group is, but it shouldn't be so simple that this guy can take a fancy to it.
At this time, Coyle suddenly caught a glimpse of several other piles of draft paper in the corner.
Subconsciously, he pointed there and asked, "Are those too?"
Following the direction of Coyle's finger, Matheson also noticed the draft paper piled up in the corner.
Unlike Coyle, after he saw it, the surprised expression on his face became a little more serious.
They all knew when Chen Zhou came here, and it was only a few months.
The degree of stacking of this kind of data is too exaggerated, right?
Chen Zhou glanced back and explained: "Those are not all, some of them are materials sent by Professor A Ting, asking me to complete a summary of a problem. There are many materials of that summary."
As soon as Chen Zhou said this, whether it was Coyle or Matheson, the two were real, and they were once again shocked by Chen Zhou's speed, or efficiency.
This guy has quietly completed a mathematical summary report!
Of course, they would not foolishly think that the "one question" that Chen Zhou mentioned was just a simple question.
If it is simple, how to explain this pile of information?
Besides, Professor Artin asks simple questions?
That is a real master of algebraic geometry!
It took a while for Coyle and Matheson to recover.
Coyle hesitated, but still said what he thought at the beginning: "Well, Chen Zhou, can I see your things?"
Chen Zhou followed Coyle's eyes, took a look, and nodded slightly.
Coyle didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly picked up the pile of draft paper on the table, which was full of words and symbols.
It might have been impolite before, but now, he has asked his master's permission.
When Coyle flipped through the draft paper, Matheson leaned his head almost without hesitation.
As Coyle flipped his hands, the two became more and more surprised.
Chen Zhou looked at the two quietly from the side, with a faint smile on his face.
As far as he was concerned, he didn't actually think it was a big deal.
If I hadn't gone to attend the Cole Number Theory Award presentation, I would have participated in the entire mathematics academic exchange meeting by the way.
The draft paper on this table should be thicker.
Moreover, he should have already started the data processing mentioned by the two people in front of him.
Coyle didn't know how long he flipped.
He only felt the weight of the draft paper in front of him getting heavier and heavier.
If Chen Zhou is also called sorting out information, then what is their usual sorting?
This guy has deduced the theoretical knowledge of the entire glue ball experiment project on scratch paper!
Moreover, this is how the experimental literature of the glue ball project is organized?
While tidying up, can you also do deduction on the draft paper?
By the way, can you correct the direction of the experiment?
After a long time, Coyle finally finished flipping through the thick stack of draft paper that he quickly picked up.
Turning his head slowly, he looked at Matheson, who had always been dignified beside him.
Matheson also slowly turned his head and glanced at him.
In the eyes of the two people, apart from shock, they were still shocked.
The two also read a sentence from each other's eyes at the same time.
This guy is probably really a pervert, right?
At this time, Chen Zhou naturally noticed the expressions of the two of them. He touched his nose and thought with some doubts: "There's no need to show such a bloody expression, right?"
After a pause, Chen Zhou said aloud: "Well, two senior brothers, you came to see me today, is Professor Friedman urging me?"
Hearing Chen Zhou's voice, Coyle and Matheson came back to their senses.
Matheson shook his head: "That's not true. Professor Friedman didn't say anything. He just asked about our research at SLAC. It should be to make an experiment plan for the next experiment."
Chen Zhou nodded: "Yes."
Mai Xisen looked at Chen Zhou and wanted to say something, but felt that there was too much to say, and he didn't know where to start.
Instead, Coyle asked directly: "Chen Zhou, is this really the research you started doing after you came back from SLAC?"
Chen Zhou said puzzledly: "Yeah, what's wrong?"
Coyle: "No, nothing..."
Looking at the draft paper in his hand again, Coyle gently put them back on the desk.
The content on these draft papers is not without weight.
If it was him, it is estimated that he could write several papers.
But the little junior in front of him, who has just entered school, is so patient.
Coyle couldn't imagine what this research material would look like in its final form.
Direct impact on "Nature", or "Science"?
Or, go for this Nobel Prize in the field of glue balls?
It's not that Coyle is exaggerating, but what he feels after reading it, that's it.
After thinking about it, Coyle couldn't help admiring: "Chen Zhou, what kind of person are you? This research manuscript is simply indescribable!"
Matheson looked at his old friend and said, "Don't you do this every time you do a project? It's not like doing a project, but completing a perfect work of art! "
Hearing what the two said, Chen Zhou froze for a moment. Is it such an exaggeration?
Didn't these two senior brothers seriously do the experimental subject?
After thinking about it, Chen Zhou said softly, "Maybe it's my habit. I like to understand the ins and outs of a subject before deducing it on paper. Actually, I don't know if it's right..."
Coyle and Matheson exchanged glances.
You still don’t know, is that right?
Even if it's wrong, this kind of mistake is not something ordinary people can make...
Both of them were silent and did not speak.
Looking at the two, Chen Zhou coughed lightly, and continued: "Look, aren't you much faster than me? I haven't entered the stage of processing the data from the last experiment yet."
It was fine if Chen Zhou didn't say anything, but when he said this, Coyle and Matheson suddenly showed a bitter expression on their faces.
They have finished processing the experimental data, but that is just pure data processing.
It's not like Chen Zhou, from beginning to end, it's like doing it all over again.
If they really used the same method as Chen Zhou, then they probably only dealt with the experimental data not long ago.
And the two felt that even if they adopted the same method as Chen Zhou's, they might not be able to obtain the paper-based experimental deduction results like Chen Zhou's.
Even if they are members of a whole glueball experiment group working together at SLAC.
It's not that they belittle themselves, it's just that the content on the draft paper gives people the feeling.
Seeing that the two of them kept silent, Chen Zhou was rather embarrassed.
After a while, Coyle finally said: "Chen Zhou, it will be Christmas soon, and in two days, Professor Friedman will give us a winter vacation. I wonder if you can finish processing these data?"
Matheson also said: "Although international students like you from Huaguo may receive special consideration. Professor Friedman should allow you to stay in school and wait until the eve of your own Chinese New Year before giving you a holiday. Let you go back to China to spend your own holiday."
"But it won't be long. I wonder if you can finish processing the data before that. Because your Spring Festival is over, it will be quite late when you come back. And the experiment at SLAC , and must be preparing..."
Coyle and Matheson meant nothing else by saying this.
They were really worried about whether Chen Zhou could finish processing the data and finally complete such an experimental "paper".
After all, it would be a pity if the content on the draft paper was not verified in time.
Chen Zhou laughed softly when he heard the words: "I thought I would go on winter vacation with you. In that case, I probably don't know if I can finish processing these data."
"However, since the winter vacation is held according to our country's Spring Festival, there must be no big problem. At most...at most half a month, all these data can be settled!"
Chen Zhou originally wanted to say it for a week at most, but he changed his mouth when he finally said it.
He was afraid that if something happened to delay him again, wouldn't he slap himself in the face?
Although Chen Zhou thought so, hearing Coyle and Matheson's words felt another way.
This guy, can't bear to look directly at the efficiency!
However, Coyle was still a little puzzled: "Can you really finish it? I read your manuscript just now, and I found that your speed of processing documents..."
When Coyle asked this question, it was not because he didn't believe what Chen Zhou said about half a month.
Just judging from the contents of the manuscript just now, Chen Zhou should not have compiled many experimental documents.
Because what he saw were only the experimental data of two or three documents, as well as Chen Zhou's paper-based experimental deduction.
Judging by this speed, Chen Zhou is indeed very efficient at least in terms of data processing, but it cannot be said to be absolutely fast.
"Oh, you said that..." Chen Zhou glanced at the draft paper that Coyle picked up and put down just now, and smiled softly.
Coyle and Matheson looked at each other, they didn't understand what Chen Zhou was laughing at.
But then, Chen Zhou said: "That's just the content of three experimental documents, there are still many under the pressure."
Hearing this, Coyle and Matheson quickly turned their heads and glanced at the pile of draft paper.
What do you mean?
Far more than the content of those three experimental documents?
How much is that?
Coyle turned his head quickly again, looked at Chen Zhou and asked, "Then how many articles have you compiled?"
Chen Zhou thought for a while and said softly: "If you don't count the documents I just scanned roughly, I have downloaded more than 80 documents in total."
Coyle didn't want to speak for a moment.
Matheson's expression was similar.
Do you dare to worry about yourself?
Damn, what kind of devil speed is this?
Is this the efficiency of flying a plane or flying a rocket?
"Well, since this is the case, then we don't have to worry about it, I hope you can finish it as soon as possible..."
"Yes, we are waiting to see your results..."
Coyle and Matheson each said a word.
After speaking, the two wanted to leave quickly.
Every second they stay in this place, they feel a deep sense of guilt.
In contrast, my job at SLAC couldn't be easier.
Moreover, Chen Zhou is still bound by a math subject.
How does this compare?
After seeing off Coyle and Matheson, Chen Zhou returned to his desk with a strange expression.
These two brothers are too funny, right?
What kind of expression is this?
Chen Zhou was actually quite puzzled.
These two senior brothers obviously came here excitedly.
As a result, when he left, he had a bitter expression on his face.
And, just take a look at your own research progress?
Oh, by the way, I also told myself about the upcoming winter vacation.
Besides, there is no more?
Chen Zhou felt that these two people came to him, shouldn't it be for the glue ball experiment?
Shouldn't you have a good discussion with yourself about the glue ball experiment?
Shouldn't it be a good time to share the progress on the SLAC side?
Thinking of this, Chen Zhou tilted his head and muttered to himself, "Why did I forget to ask them?"
Chen Zhou shook his head helplessly, all because of the strange expressions of these two people.
Even his clever brain began to forget things.
I can only blame Coyle and Matheson, who have been acting weird since they were at the door.
Then he entered the room and went straight to his desk.
Even my minimalist decoration can't attract them...
Looking back at his room, Chen Zhou was quite satisfied with his dormitory, which left a lot of space for draft paper.
At this time, Coyle and Matheson walked out of the apartment building where Chen Zhou was in despondency.
They came to Chen Zhou today because they really wanted to talk about the rubber ball experiment.
By the way, I would also like to share my situation in SLAC.
Learn more about Chen Zhou's research progress.
But who would have thought that before entering the door, Chen Zhou would be stupefied.
Until now, I haven't slowed down...
But at the same time, they also had a little expectation for Chen Zhou's research.
They who were originally left in SLAC were still wondering why Professor Friedman bound Chen Zhou and Professor Cross together alone.
For this reason, they felt somewhat resentful in their hearts.
That's why they often ask Professor Cross to inquire about the situation.
It's just that Professor Cross didn't find out anything.
Otherwise, when they came back from SLAC this time, they wouldn't have come to Chen Zhou excitedly.
But the result is like this...
At the same time as they were helpless, the dissatisfaction and complaints in their hearts had already disappeared in their shocked mood.
"Do you want to report the situation to Professor Friedman?"
Matheson said suddenly.
As for Chen Zhou's research, if they don't know, it's okay to say.
But now that I have read other people's manuscripts and learned about his research progress, it is necessary to report to Professor Friedman.
After thinking about it, Coyle suddenly said narrowly: "It's better not to report, I also want to see what kind of expression Professor Friedman will have when he sees Chen Zhou's research results."
Matheson froze for a moment, then smiled knowingly.
However, he still has some doubts.
Coyle knew Matheson very well, so he explained: "Whether we report it or not, Chen Zhou's research results will be sent to Professor Friedman as soon as possible."
"Also, we don't know much about the situation between Professor Friedman, Chen Zhou, and Professor Cross. So, it's better not to report casually."
Hearing this, Matheson's doubts were completely dispelled.
In the dormitory, Chen Zhou has already started the final data processing.
If there is no accident, he will definitely be much earlier than the time that Coyle and the two were informed.
Of course, this is also based on his existing rhythm.
And the thinking that won't get stuck.
But anyway.
Before returning home for the Spring Festival.
Chen Zhou must complete this part of the work thoroughly!
Thank you for the 100 starting coins rewarded by book friend Paper for short love and long life!
Thanks for the 100 starting coins rewarded by book friend sky and cj!
Thank you book friends for using history as a guide to get the 100 starting coins rewarded by the world!
Thanks to the book friends for the reward of 500 starting coins!
Thanks to book friends 20170517181006231 for the 100 starting coins!
Thanks for the 100 starting coins rewarded by the book friend Ren Xin!
Thank you book friend Jiuqu Huanghe Wanda for rewarding Yang Yiyi's 100 starting coins!
Thanks to book friend Gushan Hanxuan for the reward of 100 starting coins!
Thanks to book friends 20170712094723631 for the 100 starting coins!
Thanks to book friend Yifeng for rewarding the book and Chen Zhou for a total of 200 starting coins!
Thanks to the book friend Jiuxingpei for the 100 starting coins rewarded in September!
PS:
Sorry, the company team building, traveling outside, very little time for coding, the update is late, please forgive me!
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