This even ant that particle physics and the standard model might have revolutionary developnts.
So, everyone's enthusiasm during this period was indeed very high.
Verifying the results wouldn't necessarily make them famous and rich, but if they were to confirm Qiao Ze's correctness and then push the standard model forward using Qiao Ze's mathematical tools, that would undoubtedly be a Nobel Prize-worthy achievent.
Understandably, these physicists were even more eager than Qiao Ze himself for the paper to be correct, hopeful that Qiao Ze's superspiral algebra and transcendental geotry, as well as the related theories, would perfectly address the mass problem of the Yang-Mills Fields.
Although the material model developed by Qiao Ze had been the most eye-catching recently and indeed caused a stir within CERN, it only served to slightly elevate the status of the Huaxia physicists.
Despite much discussion, there was little they could do to help.
After all, it involved the field of artificial intelligence.
Which completely belongs to a different industry than theoretical physics.
This is just what scientific research is like in the new century.
Even within physics, claiming to be a single discipline, the theoretical and the applied could be entirely disjointed.
This is the tragedy of being human.
Just the act of learning the achievents of predecessors can waste the best years of one's life, and even for a genius, there might only be enough ti left to make so achievents in one direction. To achieve both depth and breadth is almost an impossible task.
It can only be said that not everyone is Qiao Ze.
After the incredible shock and various discussions, the only emotions left were probably envy and jealousy.
It seems that every era will have a few extraordinarily brilliant geniuses, and for the scientists who live in the sa era as these overflowing talents, it is both fortunate and unfortunate.
The fortunate part is that they have the chance to witness one academic miracle after another, experiencing the exhilarating feeling of "hearing the way in the morning and dying content in the evening."
The misfortune is that, years later, their nas would probably only qualify to serve as a backdrop for these genius figures.
For instance, ntion Euler, Gauss, Lagrange; then ask soone to na another great contemporary mathematician, and most people's minds would co to a halt.
Who the hell else is there?
Clearly, this era is much the sa, maybe centuries later, when ntioning mathematicians of the twenty-first century, people will probably only rember geniuses like Qiao Ze and Schultz. As for others, they will fade from mory, existing only in so corner of a digital storage module.
Just like the mountain of golden data crap they are currently facing.
However, the discussions about the material model had quieted down today, and these physicists were welcoming their own celebration.
...
"Oh, Professor Lyle, where are you rushing off to? Aren't you going to eat?" Seeing many people in the restaurant receiving calls and then hurriedly leaving their als, Flano Shawl felt puzzled.
For most Westerners, lunch isn't a big deal—in fact, it's the truth, not a stereotype.
Lunch is usually just a sandwich, or even just two slices of bread will do, especially when busy.
The people who take the ti to co to this restaurant near the French border at noon are generally those who care about the quality of life.
Without a major event happening, they certainly would not leave before finishing their al, or even just after ordering.
So, seeing another acquaintance, he imdiately called out to him to inquire.
"Hasn't anyone told you yet? A lab has already verified Qiao Ze's paper; they've confird the correctness of the phase transition equation by comparing data from three energy levels."
"What? It's been verified already? Who did it?" Flano Shawl suddenly found the steak that just arrived on his table less appealing, and after asking this, he hurriedly grabbed a napkin to wipe his mouth.
It's a pity, he should have simply bought a burger instead. That could be eaten on the go.
But in this mont, no delicacy seed as important as the confirmation of this result.
Not imdiately verifying the sufficiency of the evidence provided would be a disrespect to the career they had been working for all their lives.
"Yang, I don't know if you know him, Professor Yang from Huaxia, from Huaqing University."
"Wait for , Professor Lyle, I'll ride with you. You know? I guessed that it would definitely be the Huaxia people who first verified the results. I knew it as soon as Qiao's paper was published in Chinese. They must have obtained more thods to locate the data from Qiao."
"Alright, stop complaining, Flano, who verified the result is not important. What's important is we need to confirm this theory is correct, do you understand? I see a light. I have a feeling that we can clarify the inconsistencies between particle masses and the Higgs chanism that haven't been explained, all thanks to the thod given by Qiao."
"Ha, Lyle, so do you want the Nobel Prize, huh?"
"Don't you?"
"Alright, let's not talk about this now, let's hurry!"
...
The sa scene was unfolding in various corners of the European Nuclear Research Center, as streams of people began converging towards Building 17, where Professor Yang was located.
But those who were in the restaurant at noon clearly arrived late.
The building had been temporarily closed, and outside, several people who looked obviously like students were tirelessly explaining to everyone.
"Respected professors, we apologize, but our conference room is already at full capacity. Please, everyone, stay calm; we will share the verification data and results to the shared database after the eting, for everyone to review..."
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