Chapter 234 Didn’t You Win the Gold Medal?

After the success of the jet-assisted takeoff experiment, the U.S. military was naturally impressed by this group of "lunatics." Moreover, World War II was breaking out at that time, and rocket technology was obviously a weapon to defeat the enemy. Therefore, with the support of the government, the Jet Propulsion Laboratory (JPL) was officially established. .

Fon Kármán served as the director, and Qian Xuesen served as the leader of the rocket research theory group. What followed was a legend of Mr. Qian.

After hearing this story, Wu Bin was extremely shocked and even had goosebumps.

'Sure enough, the progress of human scientific exploration depends entirely on the madness of the god of learning...'

This was Wu Bin's biggest emotion after hearing this story.

When Professor Angus heard Wu Bin mentioning Caltech, he immediately waved his hands and said: "No, no, Caltech is a thing of the past, MIT is the strongest in the modern era!"

As a foreigner, Wu Bin did not intend to comment on which of the two universities was better. He just smiled and listened to Professor Angus's various boasts about how advanced MIT's equipment was and how strong its teachers were.

After boasting about MIT's campus environment, Professor Angus finally seemed to realize that he had gone a little too far, so he brought the topic back, "Have you read the literature on solar sails?"

"I have read a little bit, and I have gained a lot from the article "Solar Sail Spacecraft Attitude Dynamics Modeling and Feedback Linear Parameter Change Control" published by MIT, and it also gave me a lot of understanding of this future vehicle."

"Hahaha, right? I believe that if you go to MIT, you will definitely be able to participate in a project like this. It would be very interesting."

"Well, I also believe it will be interesting."

Looking at Professor Angus in front of him, and then thinking of Professor Brad yesterday, Wu Bin suddenly felt like he was back in his senior year of high school when he had just won the CPhO gold medal, and countless professors from famous schools had extended olive branches to him.

‘Experiencing this feeling again is really unexpectedly refreshing. ’

…

In fact, in addition to Wu Bin, other contestants with excellent results were also poached and offered various scholarships. However, Wu Bin was the only one who was offered full scholarships by several schools at the same time.

This kind of "stealing people" can be regarded as a major purpose of the invitational competition. After all, it is to allow the world's most elite talents to experience the local universities in the United States for themselves. Any promotional introduction on paper will be more useful.

This is also a model that the United States has always implemented, using elite education and absorbing elites from all over the world for its use.

The flight back to China was three days later. Bo Jiasheng and Zheng Wenhan were very happy when they heard it. After all, they didn't know when they would be able to travel to the United States at public expense next time. Of course, they planned to have a good time this time.

But Wu Bin felt a little uncomfortable. He was anxious! After sorting out his thoughts for a day, several experiments in his mind had new ideas. Now he almost wanted to teleport back, but he could only think about it.

"What's wrong? You look a little ugly?" Zheng Wenhan looked at Wu Bin and asked.

"I want to go home~" Wu Bin said weakly.

"Are you homesick? Actually, I am a little bit too." Zheng Wenhan showed a nostalgic look, as if he was recalling his mother's cooking or his warm little bed.

"Come on, your homesickness is completely different. How can you agree with each other?" Bo Jiasheng couldn't help but complain.

And Zheng Wenhan also reacted quickly, nodded in realization and said: "That's right, what this boss wants is not home, but the laboratory..."

"Actually, life is not only about studying, but also about playing and traveling far away." Looking at Wu Bin who looked hopeless, Bo Jiasheng patted his shoulder and said, although he didn't know how he said it in a comforting tone. Such a sentence.

"Oh, I'm going back to my room first." Ignoring Bo Jiasheng's affectionate remarks, Wu Bin waved to him.

"Hey! Xu Hanshan said she would take us to the art museum the day after tomorrow, will you go?" Zheng Wenhan shouted to Wu Bin who was leaving.

"No, you guys have fun." Wu Bin said and walked onto the elevator.

"Otherwise... I'll just stay in the hotel and read." Zheng Wenhan said to himself after watching Wu Bin leave.

"Don't lie to yourself. Even if you really stay in the hotel and read books for the rest of the time, you still won't reach his level." Bo Jiasheng decisively poured a basin of cold water on Zheng Wenhan's head.

"Okay, what you said...makes sense."

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The next night, Patricia was listening to music in the dormitory. Her eyes glanced at her mobile phone from time to time, but to no avail. After staring at it all day, she still didn't get the call she wanted.

And just when she was about to get up and take a shower, a notification for a new email suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the computer.

This made Patricia immediately regain her energy and decisively clicked on it.

However, 30 seconds later, Patricia's expression completely transformed from excitement to WTF.

"Who wants to see the impact of the number and scale of extra dimensions on Casimir's gravity!!!"

Looking at the huge paper, Patricia was completely shattered. The person who sent the email was right, but what the hell was the content?

Touching her chest gently, Patricia calmed herself down and opened the email she had deleted out of anger, thinking:

'If he wasn't like this, maybe he wouldn't be attractive to me. ’

…

At the same moment, Wu Bin, who had just sent the email, was drinking a can of Coke that had just been taken out of the refrigerator.

"She should be very happy."

He wrote today's paper very seriously, and the various cited papers and notes were clearly marked. As long as Patricia reads it carefully, she will definitely gain something.

"Jingle Bell……"

Just after finishing a can of Coke, the phone in the room suddenly rang, so Wu Bin accurately put the empty Coke can into the trash can and walked over to answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"Are you coming down for dinner?" Zheng Wenhan's voice was on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, okay, I'll be down right away."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Bin put on a coat and took the elevator to the second floor, where he met three people waiting for him at the elevator entrance.

"Don't you want to go out and relax after the competition? The balance between work and rest is also very important for scientific research, right?"

Seeing Wu Bin coming out of the elevator, Xu Hanshan looked at him and asked.

"I had a good rest in the hotel." Wu Bin replied somewhat strangely.

"Who told you this..." Xu Hanshan breathed out, "I mean you should go out more often. The art museum in Philadelphia is world-famous. You don't have to stay in the hotel to enjoy it?"

"Oh~" Now Wu Bin understood what Xu Hanshan meant, and replied: "The main reason is that I don't have much thought. If I go shopping in this state, I don't think I can visit with appreciation."

"No idea?" Xu Hanshan: "Didn't you win the gold medal?"

"Yes." Wu Bin nodded.

Looking at the confused Xu Hanshan, Bo Jiasheng spread his hands and said, "I told you earlier... we are the only ones who are excited."

"Sure enough, there are always things about geniuses that ordinary people can't understand." Xu Hanshan said with emotion, holding her head.