Funnily enough, as soon as he made a move, he hit the weak point of the current dostic research achievents.
According to the statents in the paper and the tools cited, it is clear that the Max Planck Institute for Polyr Research in Germany is at the forefront in the design and optimization of functional block copolyr materials.
As for the theoretical modeling in this area, Massachusetts Institute of Technology and Berkeley Branch claim the top spots.
Really, after gathering this information, Qiao Yu could only think the world has too many damn coincidences, almost like a sham.
He wanted to do sothing, and the obstacles in front of him happened to be the alma mater and current institution of Professor Frank.
Even more of a coincidence, block copolyrs and nanocomposite materials are listed among several key choke-point technologies under scrutiny.
That is to say, it’s not easy to even try to introduce advanced foreign technology in this field.
Well, what’s left now is to get in touch with the Huairou Institute. If this collaboration can be secured, his reputation should definitely rise.
Just as he was planning his future, Liu Hao entered with another person—a rather gaunt man around forty wearing glasses.
It’s not like Qiao Yu enjoys looking down on people. It’s just that every morning he sees such a fresh face in the mirror. So whenever he sees soone over thirty, they look like an old codger...
"Qiao Yu, let introduce you. This is my ntor, also a professor at our university’s School of Chemistry, and a national leading talent, Professor Zhang Zuolin."
Oh, this is the true boss behind the scenes.
Qiao Yu imdiately stood up.
After all, the man had generously provided over a million in funds before. And this money was entirely unexpected; Qiao Yu is always very polite to his patrons.
"Professor Zhang, hello. Director Tian always says you are one of the most promising professors in the School of Chemistry, and Brother Liu also tells you are an exceptionally good and responsible ntor. I’ve always regretted not having t you sooner. It’s a real honor today!"
Qiao Yu can always effortlessly deliver flattering words. He even brought up Director Tian and Brother Liu to make his words more convincing.
After all, any patron willing to unhesitatingly share two million of their potential profits deserves such respect.
Zhang Zuolin was slightly taken aback.
Really, considering his stereotypical impression of those genius students from the School of Mathematics, he expected to et soone not good with words. Who knew Qiao Yu’s eloquence could rival his own.
He had reached out his hand and then froze montarily, forgetting what he wanted to say.
Fortunately, professors who can pull in projects are seasoned veterans and quickly recovered.
While clasping both hands together, he imdiately organized his words: "Uh... it’s my honor, really. Qiao Yu, yesterday when I dined with several professors from other universities, we talked about you. Everyone praised you!
By the way, I haven’t had a chance to thank you in person for last ti, and for this project, we owe it to you again. You’re making feel a bit embarrassed. You truly are a young talent."
Liu Hao stood to the side maintaining a smile. But whether he was laughing inside is another matter.
After all, witnessing a sixteen-year-old boy exchanging pleasantries with his ntor might be a novel experience.
The most exasperating thing for him was that he couldn’t get a word in at all standing beside them.
"You’re too kind. Unlike you who are doing real work, my research is just theoretical. It’s not worth much, really, nothing to do with talent!"
"What do you an it’s all theoretical stuff? The analysis you did for us last ti directly solved a major problem in our project. And this ti! You don’t know how crucial this project is for us!
It directly impacts the future developnt of the nation’s aerospace field. You’ve done us a big favor again this ti. I don’t even know how to thank you enough. How about this, I’ll prepare a modest drink tonight..."
"Ahem... ahem..."
Finally finding an opportunity, Liu Hao cleared his throat twice and hurriedly reminded, "Um... Boss, Qiao Yu isn’t of legal age yet; he can’t drink."
Zhang Zuolin glared at Liu Hao and said, "Don’t I know that? I just said as much—you know to order more juice later, don’t you? Go tell everyone to prepare, leave one person at the lab, and the rest should get ready and go for a al together."
Qiao Yu maintained a polite smile, watching the teacher scold the student, feeling a sense of warmth.
Liu Hao went to the neighboring lab to pass on the good news.
Zhang Zuolin then turned to Qiao Yu and asked, "I heard from Liu Hao on the phone that you used a new analysis thod to find a pattern this ti? May I ask what thod that was?"
He was genuinely curious, and naturally, anyone in chemistry heading into the lab would be too.
Qiao Yu gave a shy smile and replied, "Simply put, it’s modal analysis. Mapping the data into a modal space to do so simple mapping."
After speaking, he asked in return, "By the way, Professor Zhang, I heard from Brother Liu that your topic on materials is in a competitive relationship with another team from the Huairou Chemical Research Institute?"
Zhang Zuolin nodded and said, "Yes, Professor Ma from the Huairou Institute believes their thod is more practical. And he indeed has so research in block copolyrs."
Qiao Yu curiously asked, "Professor Ma? I just read a paper on block copolyrs authored by Ma Botao, who is from the Shuangdan University Institute of Applied Chemistry."
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