And then there was silence.
Soone from the academy found the house, and after seeing the words on the door, they could only retreat.
Who would dare to disturb Zhao Yi’s research?
That’s Zhao Yi!
If he is conducting so heavyweight research, and his train of thought is interrupted, then that would be a serious offence.
...
Soon enough.
National Day holidays arrived.
Zhao Yi quietly stayed in his new ho for two days, and asked Lin Xiaoqing if she had ti to go out and play during the holiday, but it turned out that Lin Xiaoqing was going to participate in a law practice event.
Zhao Linlin and Sun Liang were imrsed in ’ startups ’.
The two of them were the hardest workers in the group of four, probably because their future was uncertain. They hoped to truly succeed in their startups rather than falling by the wayside and wasting an opportunity.
Fan Lei was busy with his lab work, but he still made plans to go out and play for a couple of days with ng Jing, who he’d t last ti.
ng Zheng went ho.
As for Li Renzhe...
"Forget it!"
Zhao Yi quickly shook his head. He found out that he had beco the least busy one during the holidays?
"Better stick to research!" He organised his particle mathematics related information, and decided to use his free ti during the holidays to focus on theoretical physics research.
...
The first day of National Day holiday.
Zhao Yi spent the morning researching in his room. At noon, he decided to go out for lunch, took a brief walk for so exercise, and ran into Qian Hong under the Information School building.
He asked in surprise, "Don’t you have holidays?"
Qian Hong looked sowhat tired. She carried a stack of docunts in her arms and complained, "What holiday! I have lots of work. I’m almost dead from the busyness," she said, as she showed Zhao Yi the docunts in her hand. "Look, I have so much to deal with. One of the students only attended classes for two weeks and she’s spending all her ti at the internet cafe. And she’s a girl..."
Zhao Yi took a look and found they were all student records. He asked in confusion, "Why are you dealing with this?"
"You don’t know yet. I’m the class counselor this term for two classes. I want to do a good job."
"A counselor? For freshn?"
"Yes!"
"So you are still teaching? Your computer class..."
"It’s a C language class." Qian Hong corrected him. She said, "If I were only a counselor, I wouldn’t be so busy. Moreover, I’ve added more classes. I have four classes and eight lessons per week."
Zhao Yi gave her a sarcastic thumbs-up.
Qian Hong pouted and asked, "What about you? Why are you here? I heard you beca famous..."
She suddenly started laughing as she said it.
Now it was Zhao Yi’s turn to be exasperated. He nodded, "Therefore, I hid in the teacher building," he pointed in the direction of the teachers’ building, "Since I hid, nobody has been looking for ."
"Smart."
Zhao Yi suddenly laughed, "It seems you are going to stay in school during the vacation. No problem, too. We can stick together."
"Stay together? You are also in the school?"
"Yes."
Zhao Yi nodded affirmatively, his voice brimming with tenderness, "Truly looking forward to every day we can be together, but... it should be possible, at least during the holidays."
Upon hearing this, Qian Hong blushed, carefully lifted her head to look at Zhao Yi before quickly looking down again, and murmured, "What are you talking about! Am I that kind of person..."
"You don’t want to?"
"What are you talking about!"
Unable to restrain herself, Qian Hong quickly walked away.
...
Two days later, in the living room.
Qian Hong sat on the couch with her legs crossed, her hands pressing hard on the lunchbox on the coffee table, glaring fiercely in the direction of the study.
She held her breath and asked softly, "The food is getting cold. Are you going to eat or not?"
"Later!"
The study room echoed with a sowhat impatient tone.
Qian Hong’s hands suddenly gripped the lunchbox tightly, tearing it apart. She was on the verge of cursing.
"Is this what you an by being together every day?"
"You have delivering als in different ways each day, and when the als are delivered, you complain about being disturbed..."
"God damn it!"
"I’ve had enough!"
Qian Hong slapped the table forcefully and stord out. From the study, a voice called out, "Shut the door!"
"...Just drop dead!"
"Bang!"
Zhao Yi rubbed his head and glanced at the door with a sowhat helpless look. He could have been a bit more tender, but sotis the ’causal thoughts’ weren’t finished, and the responses are the subconscious reactions in his head.
"I’m sorry!"
He apologized, then imdiately returned his focus back to his thoughts.
His gains over these two days were considerable.
He had been contemplating the issue of how particles gain mass, but the prerequisite was to complete the construction of particle energy mathematics. The biggest problem before him was the analytical problem of Fermions and Bosons.
This is a very difficult research topic.
Fermions and Bosons are considered to be pairs of particles, but many differences have been detected in their properties. He has to make the construction of particle energy mathematics reflect these detected properties while providing proof of their ’pairness’.
This aspect had always been lacking in inspiration.
In the past two days of research, he had gained so insights. He could consider the issues from the perspective of energy density to explain the reason for the pairing. He could then combine other theories, such as the space construction in string theory, and the demonstration of expansibility in the Big Bang theory, among others, to construct the particle energy distribution.
Now the construction of relevant mathematics is complete. The only thing left to do is use theoretical thinking to narrate the process of energy combination, that is, the reasons for particle formation.
To put it bluntly, this depends on imagination.
So in theoretical physics research, imagination is very critical.
He had spent the morning thinking about the reason for particle formation. He had even re-studied the mathematical construction of the Big Bang Theory, but without any gain.
"Maybe, leave it for now?"
"Better have a al first!"
Zhao Yi shook his head in frustration. Rembering how Qian Hong had been angry earlier, he suddenly thought of a phrase—"Blown off?"
"Blown off?"
He suddenly stopped, thinking carefully, "Maybe it’s because at the mont of the explosion, they acquired energy of different base numbers!"
"There can be endless numbers after a decimal point, but the energy of a particle may have a base number. Much like in string theory, strings are the basic components of all matter, so there would be one string, two strings, but not one and a half strings..."
"Therefore, the base number of energy can determine the specific composition of a particle and, at the sa ti, be linked to the overall energy composition of the particle..."
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