I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

Five hundred and eighty thousand words had to be changed into pictures. Chen Feng suddenly wanted to hang himself.

Rather than doing this job, he would rather be tied up by the intruders and given a full-body massage with particle bombs.

The essence of being a scumbag does not lie in IQ, but in whether you have an unswerving heart of being a scumbag.

When you face difficulties, the heart of a scumbag can teach you how to use all your wisdom to find a reason to give up.

Chen Feng has rich experience in this.

Translate it for what?

I can take the opportunity to promote Chinese.

Using this as an excuse, Chen Feng quickly gave up the bad idea of ​​personally translating.

Send Chinese directly!

Aren't you capable?

Do you look down on us?

If you have the ability, don’t learn or watch.

A few months ago, Zhong Lei started a craze for native English speakers to learn Chinese with "Bathing in Fire", but most of the scope was concentrated among avid music lovers and professional musicians.

This time Chen Feng decided to be a little cruel.

The easiest way to eliminate cultural differences is to force others to learn profound Chinese.

If a foreigner does not learn Chinese and stays in China, no matter how friendly he appears on the surface, it is very likely that when he returns to China after finishing his work, he will be able to write a book "One Hundred and Eight Techniques for Hooking Up with Chinese Girls" .

Whether this kind of person's kindness is acting or sincere needs to be weighed.

However, after a native English speaker has mastered Chinese through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and comes to the 9.6 million square kilometers of China with the intention of spying on the enemy, it is easy to fall into all kinds of delicacies, various things such as mobile payment. With the convenience of online shopping and the cultural atmosphere accumulated over five thousand years, he became a fake foreign devil.

This is the power of language.

Chinese and Latin languages ​​are completely different languages, and their differences do not simply exist in pronunciation and written records.

Mastering different languages ​​is like mastering different ways of thinking.

The influence and penetration of language on human nature is, to some extent, more hidden, more solid, and more fundamental than "Song of the World".

Using different languages ​​to think about things in your mind and formulate logic will reveal completely different personality traits.

No matter what his motivation for learning Chinese is, once he starts learning, he is destined to be quietly influenced by the language.

The hostility will naturally gradually disappear and mutual recognition will become possible. This is an event that is likely to happen.

Of course, there will definitely be stubborn opponents, but this is not an issue that Chen Feng, the self-proclaimed pilot of civilization, needs to consider.

He only tries to lead in the general direction, leaving the rest to time and civilization itself.

Chen Feng backhand posted the things through the official website of Xingfeng Entertainment and his personal Weibo, and went to bed.

He planned to get up early tomorrow morning to see what was going on, and if nothing else worked, he would wait.

At twelve o'clock that night, another blockbuster dropped silently on the Internet.

This is a large academic monograph.

"Madman's Conjectures Version 2.0" - Chen Feng.

The next morning.

After a rare and comfortable sleep, Chen Feng jumped out of the bed in high spirits.

Last night, in order to avoid being called by some domestic jet-lagged people who were confused about the situation, he blocked all calls from unknown numbers. No one reported to him, so he himself didn't know what the situation was.

But he didn't impatiently take out his mobile phone and scan social networks.

As expected, "Madman's Conjectures Version 2.0" is currently in the domestic fermentation stage, and it should already be somewhat popular, but it won't be too scary. After all, it has only been half a day.

After breakfast, Chen Feng booked a flight back to Los Angeles. Only then did he have the heart to turn on his phone and go back to the domestic Weibo to take a look.

Huh?

At first glance, he was a little surprised.

His psychological expectations were based on the situation of the last version 1.0, but this time things developed more than twice as fast as expected, and now the domestic social platforms are almost cracking.

After thinking for a while, Chen Feng figured out the reason.

When he first released his monograph last time, the first audience he faced was not academics, but fans of Xingfeng Entertainment and some of his personal creative fans.

After these people and a small number of overlapping people in the academic community, the influence of version 1.0 slowly penetrated into the academic community like water soaking through a towel. After many doubts and debates, in the end, because the falsifiers hit the wall one after another, it suddenly exploded after a long period of accumulation. open.

This time things have changed.

Even though he has never received any academic title or participated in any large-scale academic symposium, after so many days of accumulation, the value of "Madman's Conjectures" continues to ferment.

His status in the world is different.

When people saw his things, their first reactions quietly changed from surprise and doubt to other thoughts.

""Madman's Conjectures Version 2.0"? So the previous one was version 1.0? What is this book about?"

"Hurry up and learn, hurry up and watch."

"Don't ask, it's your choice."

"False? Get the 1.0 version first, and then consider this one."

"Hey, this book has more words. What big plans does he have?"

Yes, from the beginning this time, Chen Feng did not need to face any doubts.

The difficulty for him to do the same thing at another stage dropped sharply.

This is the benefit of fame, the value of authority.

Due to the time difference between China and the United States, Chen Feng had a good sleep here, while countless scholars in China got the electronic version of the monograph at noon, either reading it on the computer, or printing it out and reading it with pens while underlining and taking notes.

Now it's dawn here, but people over there have been busy all afternoon before night falls.

Ryan went even further. He once again convened 11 other Fields Medal winners to carry out a difficult and obscure but clear-cut advancement and verification of Chen Feng's ultimate answers to the six major problems in version 2.0.

Ryan doesn't care about time zones.

For mathematicians, whenever inspiration strikes, every second of every day is a peak moment.

hair? biological clock? If it doesn’t exist, surfing in the ocean of mathematics would be no fun.

Ryan's motive is very clear, and the other eleven people are not really bored and working for nothing.

Since digesting the knowledge about the six major mathematical problems in the 1.0 version of the Conjecture Collection last month, these eleven people have benefited a lot, and the research progress at their respective bottlenecks has improved by leaps and bounds.

They eat the marrow and know the taste, and they cannot extricate themselves for a long time.

Although it is almost impossible for anyone to surpass Chen Feng's achievements in his lifetime, it is quite depressing.

But in the field of mathematics, being the first to verify a great result is also a great achievement.

For example, Ryan said that he would stay away from the field of mathematics and devote himself to applied physics. However, he ended up drinking soup with Chen Feng. Now he has unknowingly become the second most recognized person in the world of mathematics at the age of less than 30. .

Even if Ryan switches careers to basketball now, he can still leave his famous name in the thousand-year history of mathematics. If he insists on ranking, it is not an exaggeration to be in the top 20.

In fact, what Ryan did was not just help Chen Feng check the results, and then let eleven other experts join temporarily, and he unintentionally became the leader of the academic project.

Most of these big guys he dragged into the water did not understand Chinese. Of course, with the influence of these people, it was not difficult to find a professional translator. However, while waiting for the translation to be in place, they knew that version 2.0 included more than just mathematics. , and then passed it on to their friends in the field of physics.

Birds of a feather flock together, and the physicist friend of the Fields Medal winner is certainly no ordinary person.

This group of physicists still had to face language barriers after obtaining the monograph.

I continued to wait for the translation, and reluctantly tried to use Google Translate to scan the directory. I was pleasantly surprised to find that there was content in the fields of biology and medicine.

As a result, biologists and medical scientists were also dragged into the water, and even Dr. Ellen of the Linton Institute was not spared.

Small actions continue to ferment through one interpersonal circle after another, just like the chain reaction of nuclear fission, rapidly expanding until they burst.

The domestic academic community was shocked a few hours in advance. Chen Feng's Weibo was filled with messages from the official accounts of various universities and colleges, or various private messages from some old academics who never logged into Weibo.

But it is very difficult for the grandchildren of these old gentlemen.

It is quite difficult to teach grandparents in their 70s and 80s to use Weibo.

Chen Feng also received countless private calls through various connections.

However, he has already changed his rules. One number is used exclusively for contacting his own people, and the other number is reluctantly written on his business card.

But currently he has blocked all strange numbers, so he can't get through to them all.

However, it is not difficult for these people to find him. Calling Starfeng Entertainment or Ou Guohua, chairman of Ouhe Group, has the same meaning.

But Chen Feng was helped to temporarily block all these things.

Thank you for the invitation. I am in the United States and have been off the plane for a while.

Here, when the translation is in place, the English academic circle explodes layer by layer.

In the field of mathematics, every time the Philippine Prize winners take a step forward, they announce the results of their calculations, which makes them explode faster.

In the fields of physics and biology, because the research involved is more difficult to implement on paper, there are almost no conditions for experimental demonstration. However, it is still somewhat specious and requires time to digest and settle.

But in short, it is still the same as before. His theory can neither be confirmed nor falsified now, just like Einstein who proposed the general theory of relativity and Planck who proposed the basic concepts of quantum physics.

Compared with his predecessors a hundred years ago who spent a lifetime promoting their academic achievements, today's Chen Feng actually became famous faster.

Times have changed, and so has the level of informatization.

As long as he thinks and has something real, a major achievement can spread all over the world in just a short time.

In particular, he specifically marked it in version 2.0 that there are no intellectual property restrictions, any magazine or any academic platform can forward it unconditionally, there are no restrictions on the editing of extended papers, and no licensing fees are charged.

Platforms for top publications such as SCN, New England Medicine, The Lancet, etc., without thinking, first forwarded the Chinese papers, and at the same time organized their own manpower for rapid translation, striving to seize the authoritative status of the English translation version into their own hands as soon as possible, so as not to be Some small, unpopular magazines are snatching food from the tiger's mouth.

This is another concept of healthy academic competition set off by Chen Feng. With the help of competition, his influence instantly reached an astonishing level.

The specific manifestation was that he was sitting in the VIP lounge of Boston Airport with his legs crossed, taking out his mobile phone and propping his chin to watch a movie, when suddenly a large number of Linton Institute and colleagues came outside. Powerful figures and academic giants at other Boston institutes and universities.

In fact, most of these people didn't know what they were doing here. Anyway, when they heard that Chen Feng was leaving, people from the Linton Institute rushed out. People from other universities and institutes thought that since Linton had moved, we should also Move it.

Otherwise, if something big happens, we won’t know what it is, which would be quite shameful.

The result is what it is now, at least seventy or eighty people came.

Most of them are old men and women, and a few are young adults in suits and ties, but they are also all famous university presidents or well-known scholars.

Although all the big guys come here, the airport always has its own rules.

The cramped airport staff flushed nervously and blocked the large, dark crowd outside the VIP room door.

This airport staff member with a master's degree was studying for a doctorate at Condon University. He spotted his principal in the crowd at a glance.

The poor white and fat principal didn't have her usual demeanor at school. She was sandwiched among a group of old men and old ladies, holding her clothes tightly with both hands, even more cautious than herself, for fear of bumping into the people around her.

She glanced again and saw that there were many familiar faces who could be called by their names.

What's going on!

Has the Secretary of Science and Technology come to Boston?

It's impossible for these big guys to come here to pick you up like this!

It would be a great honor to have one or two here.

What's even more troublesome is that now these people seem to want to crowd into the VIP room.

If you let him go, you will lose your job.

If we don't let him go, God knows what will happen.

The staff member looked at the supervisor in the distance behind him with a look of help.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, the supervisor swallowed his saliva and mustered up the courage to step forward. "Well, everyone, please show your boarding passes."

Of course he knew these people, but pretending not to know them was the wisest choice.

Laursen and others were stunned. They had arrived in such a hurry and forgot about this. After all, they had never expected Chen Feng to "hide" into the VIP room before.

If he was in the departure hall, he could be surrounded directly, but he was in the VIP room.

It's against the rules to break in without a boarding pass.

But it was impossible for so many people to argue for a business class ticket each, so things came to a standstill on the spot.

Seventy or eighty people gathered around the door. Some started to call the person in charge of the airport, while others were telling the supervisors and staff who were blocking the way that this was a major event involving the global technology community. Don't block the wheel of history.

As for the people who talk about big things, I actually don’t know what it is and how big it is, but Linton’s people look so nervous, it must be something big.

Anyway, so many people are here, and even though the matter was once small, it is now big.

Others were waving their arms and calling out to Chen Feng, who was about twenty meters away.

In fact, Chen Feng had noticed this group of people for a long time, but the movie in front of him was about to end.

I looked at the movie progress bar and saw, well, there are still ten minutes left, which is just right.

Chen Feng turned up the volume and continued to read with interest.

He had already expected that "Madman's Conjectures Version 2.0" would change the situation, but he thought it might take a few more days to ferment, and then he would sit firmly on the fishing platform in Los Angeles and wait for the fish that were directly hooked to the bait to fall into the trap.

He was quite surprised when he was intercepted at the airport.

People were coming and going in the airport hall, and many people gradually paid attention to this.

Some passengers who were originally going to enter the VIP room also recognized the identities of these old men and women who were blocking the way.

They were nervous and excited, but also too timid to get close. They were thinking hard about how to get closer and how to leave a good impression on these people.

But they couldn't help but feel curious.

Why are these top academics, whose schedules are usually fuller and fuller, and who have to queue up to make appointments even for business cooperation, to come here together?

Finally, ten minutes passed, and when the airport management person could no longer withstand the pressure and had no choice but to make the decision to release the passengers, Chen Feng slowly stood up.

He turned his head and looked here, pretending to be surprised, took off his headphones as he walked, and walked quickly.

Moving closer, Chen Feng looked at Laursen, Illen and others, scratched his head, "Everyone, what's going on?"

The pedestrians who had been secretly looking at this place were all dumbfounded.

What the hell?

Who is this young man with a Chinese face?

One hundred thousand whys well up in people's hearts.

Only a few well-informed people recognized Chen Feng one after another.

The one who wrote songs, who used a delta wing to save people on an accidental helicopter, and the Chinese who wrote "Madman's Conjectures".

There is no denying his achievements, but these academic giants have no reason to be so enthusiastic about him.

No one cares what the melon-eaters are thinking. Laursen is frantically organizing words in an attempt to resolve yesterday's "misunderstanding" as quickly as possible.

He came closer and said, "Mr. Chen, that..."

"If you have anything to say, please say it directly. I'm going back to the black academic quagmire to join you. If you want to invite me to join you, you don't have to. I can't reach a high level."

The scene was a little awkward.

But in fact, these people didn't know that Chen Feng was speaking from the bottom of his heart.

He has these things in his mind, but now he has never engaged in scientific research for a day. If he is asked to wear a white coat in the laboratory and touch an instrument, he may explode, and he is asked to lead a project team without a right-hand assistant. I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to give lectures, and he would even accidentally let slip the knowledge of the thirty-first century and collapse completely.

He's really out of reach.

But others didn't think so, they just thought he was still angry.

It is obvious that Chen Feng used two collections of conjectures to outline a clear and tangible scientific territory.

At present, the door key to this territory belongs entirely to him, and others cannot covet it at all. They can only absorb some nutrients from the oil and water exposed between his fingers.

If he is allowed to leave like this with resentment, what if he really excludes himself just like he and others excluded China?

Will we still have the courage to say that the United States has the world's best scientific research capabilities in the future?

There was an insurmountable mountain over there looking down at him with hateful eyes.

People at the Linton Institute began to panic.

Others behind him also gradually smelled something bad.

It seems that the Linton Institute has a quarrel with this talented theoretical scientist, so he might also have a chance.

Wait, the "you" he just mentioned as being out of reach seems to include us all!

Chen Feng observed everything at the scene keenly, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After all, top scientists are a little different from ordinary people.

People's energy is always limited. If you focus on a certain area, you will often show some shortcomings in other aspects.

For example, emotional intelligence.

Their acting skills are very poor. Even if they try their best to hide it, their loss and worry still surface.

Chen Feng felt that it was almost time.

He lowered his head and looked at his watch, "My plane takes off in an hour, let's go over there and have a chat. There are many people here, and it's not good to block other people's way."

Things suddenly turned around, and Laurson and others were overjoyed, "Okay, okay."

Laurson winked, and the Linton staff who followed him immediately ran to the nearby airport cafe and cleared the place.

Everyone looked confused at first, but in fact they walked neatly towards the coffee shop.

"By the way, what do you think of "Madman's Conjectures Version 2.0"? After I calculated these things myself, I hope someone can help me prove whether I am right or wrong."

On the way, Chen Feng's casual question asked everyone.

Faced with the advanced knowledge in version 2.0, although there were all people in the industry present, they were still in the initial stage of absorbing it. Chen Feng asked them to express their feelings. a lot of.

But they still need time to fully digest these things, so they dare not speak nonsense now.

However, one scholar promptly changed the topic, "Mr. Chen, we really want to know how you completed the calculation process and reached these conclusions. Has China quietly built a large secret laboratory?"

Chen Feng smiled lightly, pointed to his head, and took out a notebook and paper.

"There is no laboratory now. Even if it is built, it will not be a secret laboratory. You have also seen my style. Everything is open and there is nothing shady. All my processes and conclusions come from this, this and this .”

He pointed to his paper, pen and head.

Chen Feng smiled.

Hiss~~

Appeared, the familiar gasping monster.

We are all smart people here, and we don’t need his explanation after explanation.

They themselves will use their brains to analyze the calculation process in "Madman's Conjectures Version 2.0".

If you think about it carefully, it seems that the theoretical knowledge revealed by Chen Feng does not require laboratory verification, and no high-energy physics laboratory can do it now.

So he really just relied on his brain to figure out the reason, and then calculated it step by step to complete it?

Previously, some people in China compared him with Einstein and Archimedes, but people in Boston also sneered at him, thinking that the Chinese were so proud of their achievements and were so shameless.

Now they vaguely understand that they may need to add Planck.

After a lapse of a hundred years, is it really necessary for a Chinese name to stand at the top of science?

Seeing this group of people looking inexplicably shocked and having never seen the world before, Chen Feng smiled and said nothing. Don't panic, this is just the beginning.

The knowledge points he put into the Conjecture Set 2.0 were carefully selected.

At a certain level, there is really no need for support from experimental data. As long as the brain has thought of it, and the logic is perfect, and it can be linked to the major nodes that can guide the direction.

The emergence of these knowledge points in this era is both reasonable and unexpected.

Really large chapter of 6000 words.