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Zhao Yi and Edward Witten were back at discussing their problem, both becoming fully imrsed in their exchange. Working together, their research truly flourished, as they were able to share insights, engage in mathematical discussions, and confront new ideas.
However, research isn’t sothing smooth. They still needed more inspiration, more thinking.
Over several consecutive days, they kept discussing the concept of two raised to the nth power, but their deliberations didn’t reap any tangible results. Eventually, Edward Witten suggested, "We might not need to prove ’2 to the power of N’ for now. Instead, we could consider it as a concept or a hypothesis. For your research, the hypothesis could be that particles composed entirely of energy, whose boundary doesn’t include energy points asured in ’units of two to the nth power’."
Zhao Yi contemplated this idea before giving Edward Witten a thumbs-up in approval.
Edward Witten continued, "Or we could do this - we work together on your proof. I think it would be challenging to get significant results if we work separately."
"Alright."
They decided to base their research around Zhao Yi’s idea, initiating detailed mathematical formulation and investigation.
But that was not smooth either.
Upon making their ’assumption,’ they could deduce that particles without mass and their peripheral energy points don’t include ’2 to the Nth power’. However, the particle that Zhao Yi could satisfactorily prove was only the photon, which is purely composed of energy.
Besides, working solely on photons wouldn’t suffice. Photons are the most common particles, and theoretically, their energy isn’t asured in ’units of two to the nth power’. Analyzing photons alone would bear no significance, so they needed to study particles that are related to two raised to the nth power, that is, those which possess mass.
Mathematical formulation was also a huge problem.
Upon working together on calculations, they realized that further operations would be constrained by the ’Higgs field’, or the ’three-dinsional space’. To proceed with their research, they needed to address this issue first.
The two constantly stared at the whiteboard and draft paper, occasionally standing still without moving their eyes at all.
Zhao Yi propped his chin and looked intently. He didn’t realize how much ti had passed until he moved his neck and found his muscles stiff. He turned to look at Edward Witten before walking out of the room, into the corridor. Standing by the window, he looked at the small playground in the distance.
It was a lawn-covered playground.
The lawn wasn’t rely for providing a football field. It was also dotted with brightly colored flowers, stone stools, and stone tables to resemble a small garden. It served as a resting place for students, who sat studying by the stone tables in good weather.
"Maybe I should go out for a walk?"
As Zhao Yi was considering this, he felt it to be pointless, thinking about how students would bring their books to the small playground. The surrounding environnt was really pleasing, but how many were truly studying?
Most of them were just enjoying the environnt.
The real study areas in the school were places like the library or study rooms, where it was relatively quiet and had a conducive atmosphere.
With these thoughts, his mind drifted back to the issue of space.
The problem they faced was that the mathematical representation was being limited by space, as it could not explain one issue: So particles still interact even at great distances!
At the sa ti, it would also involve another problem: mirror symtry and parity non-conservation!
The combination of the two made matters complex.
Zhao Yi found it challenging to streamline his thought process. As he was deeply imrsed in his thoughts, a voice called out from the stairwell, "Zhao Yi!"
He turned his head and saw Hu Zhibin and Teacher Wang Gang coming.
Zhao Yi caught sight of Hu Zhibin and Wang Gang, but his thoughts were still caught up with the problem at hand. It was as if he had encountered a spark of inspiration and didn’t want to be interrupted. He hollered, "Teacher Hu, stop right there! Stop!"
"What’s going on?"
Hu Zhibin held his hands up in the air, paused mid-step, and looked at Zhao in confusion.
Zhao Yi made a stopping gesture with his hand and placed his other hand on his forehead as if deep in thought. Unconsciously, he said, "Stop. Don’t co closer."
"...?"
Hu Zhibin was still baffled.
Upon hearing this, Wang Gang realized what was happening. In an enlightened tone, he said, "I heard that Academician Zhao and Mr. Witten are conducting a research together. He must have chanced upon sothing!"
"What could he have possibly discovered?" Hu Zhibin asked, still puzzled.
"Could be....issue of symtry?" Wang Gang contemplated, whispering, "Look, he requested not to move, to stop. Then he raises his left hand and puts it on his forehead. What does that signify? It ans mirroring about the center line..."
"That makes sense!"
Hu Zhibin imdiately got it. Emulating Zhao Yi’s actions and interpreting them, he exclaid, "That must be mirror symtry. He raises his left, I raise my right - symtry!"
"It’s the left leg this ti!"
"Right leg!"
"He is moving backward; I’ll do the sa... I can’t see anymore. Wang Gang, tell what is he doing now!"
"Okay!"
Wang Gang said solemnly, "Raises his right hand, puts it on his belly, adjusts his belt, stretches out both arms, jumps once."
"Jumps once more."
"Stand up! Stand straight! Twist waist left and right, back and forth... again... back and forth..."
"Sothing’s not right!"
While twisting his waist back and forth, Hu Zhibin realized sothing wasn’t as it should be. Before he could articulate his thoughts, he saw Zhou Libin, the Dean of the School of Sciences, walk upstairs and turn the corner right into his view...
And did he just see his antics?
Zhou Libin stopped in surprise and asked, "Teacher Hu, what are you doing? You can’t... pee here, can you?"
His tone then changed to that of reproach, "As a teacher, you must maintain your image. What’s with those actions? Thank goodness, I caught you in the act. What if female colleagues or female students saw it? What would they think?"
"What would they think?!"
"￣□￣｜｜! ￣□￣｜｜! ￣□￣｜｜..."
With awkward movents and embarrassnt sared all over his face, Hu Zhibin turned his head, only wanting to say sothing when he found that Zhao Yi had already gone inside, "This..."
He turned his gaze towards Wang Gang.
With a whoosh, Wang Gang flew past Zhou Zhengbin, leaving behind only one sentence, "Dean Zhou, I have sothing to do. I’ll go first!"
"You stop right there!"
The despair of Hu Zhibin erupted in a roar....
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