The voice behind him came together with the feeling on his shoulders.
Chen Muwu turned around and found that many people suddenly poured into the Eagle Bar, which was not too big to begin with.
They are all tall and muscular, and each of them is wearing a Cambridge blue suit.
Obviously, these people are the most noble athletes among the students of Cambridge University.
The person who patted Chen Muwu on the shoulder was no one else. It was Best, the president of the Cambridge University Swimming Club, whom he had met several times in the Cam River and Cavendish Laboratory some time ago.
"Good evening, Lawrence, what are you doing here today?" Chen Muwu also said hello to Best.
Best was a little surprised: "What happened? Of course I was drinking! Chen, your question is really funny."
"Then you came here with the Cambridge athletes. Is there anything you need to celebrate?"
Best's eyes widened even further: "Didn't you read the news in the newspapers these past two days?"
"Sorry, I have been busy doing experiments in the laboratory recently and haven't read much newspapers."
In fact, Chen Muwu didn't have any experiments to do.
The reason why he said this was because he came from the information age and had not developed the habit of reading newspapers for more than half a year.
Chen Muwu usually only learns what news has happened recently through chatting with colleagues in the laboratory.
"Oh, well, let me tell you, at the Cambridge-Oxford Joint Games held just a few days ago, our school can be said to be a great success. Not only did it beat Oxford in the most eye-catching rowing event, There have also been great achievements in cricket, football and rugby, as well as track and field. Today we came to the Eagle Bar to hold a celebration banquet for the sports meeting here."
"congratulations!"
Best has never given up on inviting Chen Muwu to join the swimming club.
So naturally he would not let go of this good opportunity today.
Best sat down on the empty seat next to Chen Muwu. He also waved to the bartender at the bar: "Bring me and this gentleman a pint of beer each."
Oh, pints!
Damn imperial units!
Although Britain, one of the most developed countries in the world today, still has some inconveniences in life compared with future generations a hundred years from now, Chen Muwu can accept it one by one and gradually get used to it.
The only thing he couldn't get used to was this damn British unit.
The occasional rulers marked with inches and flasks marked with pints that occasionally appeared in Cavendish's laboratory annoyed him greatly.
As a result, in this small Eagle Bar, he still couldn't escape the bad luck of being entangled with the British units.
"Thank you, I don't drink." Chen Muwu declined Best's kindness.
He planned to have a few more words with Best, make excuses, and then leave this noisy bar.
Chen Muwu was not afraid that if he returned to his rented room later than ten o'clock, his landlord, Mrs. Brown, would report him to the college.
Now that the summer vacation is over, Mrs. Brown is no longer so rigid and will no longer report him to the school for being late and coming home late during the vacation.
He just felt that there were more and more people in the bar, and the noise was getting louder and louder. If after a while, some blind, drunk, muscular, simple-minded white guy would make some sarcastic remarks about his skin color, He was afraid that he would not be able to help but rush forward and give the other person a slap in the face.
"The heroes of the rowing team are staying in London. Tomorrow they will enter Buckingham Palace to meet His Majesty the King." Best pestered Chen Muwu and kept chattering. He pointed at the sturdy blue suits in the bar and asked Chen Muwu introduced them one by one: “Those polite gentlemen are the players on the cricket team;
“And the burly men, who were not so gentlemanly, were on the football team;
"That man's name is Harold Abrahams, who is also from Gonville and Caius College. He is the flying star of our school. He broke into ten seconds in the 100-yard dash at this sports meeting;..."
Imperial units, and the stars are Imperial units!
Although he didn't drink at all, Chen Muwu's head became bigger.
One yard is equal to three feet, and one foot is equal to... how many meters is it?
After doing some calculations in his mind for a long time, he finally came to the conclusion that one hundred yards equaled approximately ninety-one meters.
If I ran a hundred yards within ten seconds, then if I ran a hundred meters, I would probably be able to run within eleven seconds, which is a very fast result.
After watching Best introduce the results of other sports for a long time, but never talk about his athletes, Chen Muwu had already noticed something fishy.
So he asked Best a pointed question directly, hoping to shut up the chatty man next to him: "Lawrence, how does our school do in swimming?"
Once this question was raised, it indeed achieved the effect he wanted. Best, who was quite proud just now, lowered his head, like Kong Yiji standing in front of the counter of Xianheng Hotel while drinking but wearing a long gown.
After a few seconds, he replied in a low voice: "Only in swimming, we lost to Oxford University. Their school has a new New Zealander who has lived by the sea since he was a child. He can swim 58 meters in a hundred yards." Four seconds, no one in our club can beat him."
After that, Best picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp, wanting to use the wort soda to relieve the pain in his heart. Then he raised the empty glass high and shouted to the bartender at the bar: "Give me another pint!"
This time, it was Chen Muwu's turn to be silent.
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
He even wanted to break the rule and get a damn pint of beer.
Because Chen Muwu had just calculated that one hundred British yards converted to metric is ninety-one meters.
In his previous life, when he was on the school team, his best swimming result was a time of 54 seconds in the 100-meter freestyle.
It is known that ninety-one meters is less than one hundred meters, and fifty-eight seconds and four are greater than fifty-four seconds. These are two calculation problems that elementary school students can calculate.
In other words, if Chen Muwu had agreed to Best's request and joined their club, then it would have been him who won the championship at the United Games this time?
Chen Muwu didn't really want to win this championship, but when Best tricked him into joining the club, he once said that as long as he could beat Oxford University in the game, he would get the blue honorary title.
As for the blue honorary title, you can get a scholarship of more than 100 pounds every year!
If I had known earlier, boys would also...
No, if he had known earlier that the swimming skills of these two schools were so poor, Chen Muwu would have agreed to Best's request without hesitation and joined the school swimming club.
I regret it!
Chen Muwu picked up the glass of soda water, clinked it with Best, pretended to be calm and asked: "Lawrence, when is the next game against Oxford University?"
"This time next year." Best's mood was still very low.
However, he seemed to remember something again, and suddenly shook his head vigorously, muttering to himself: "No, no, there will be the Olympics next year, how could I forget this matter."
Then Best raised his head and told Chen Muwu a definite answer: "Next year's United Games should be moved forward to April or May, in order not to conflict with the Olympic Games in Paris.
"You know, Harold's performance is completely overqualified to show off his prestige in the inter-school sports competition. He will definitely participate in next year's Olympic Games.
"But, Chen, what do you mean by asking me about next year's competition time? Is it possible, is it possible that you want to join our club?"
Chen Muwu smiled awkwardly: "Hey, to tell you the truth, I do have this idea now."
"Chen, thank you for joining our club! This is the best news I have received in the past two days! Bartender, give me another pint!"
After Best finished speaking, he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
…
After the farewell party, Kapitsa returned to Kronstadt, Blackett returned to his home in London, and Rutherford took the whole family to the Cornwall seaside for vacation...
As soon as the summer vacation comes, both the University of Cambridge and the Cavendish Laboratory have become much deserted than before.
European students and American students all returned to their hometowns by various means of transportation.
The autumn semester only starts in October, giving them plenty of time to enjoy a wonderful life.
But Chen Muwu had no intention of going home.
Although the Trans-Siberian Railway has reopened passenger traffic, the sea voyage of thirty to forty days has been shortened to more than twenty days by this railway.
But even so, Chen Muwu had to waste nearly two months on the road from Cambridge to Baihai.
What's more, what can he do when he goes home?
Are you rushing to get married with the blind date that the old lady has found for him?
Might as well stay in Cambridge leisurely.
In this way, Chen Muwu became a left-behind child of the Cavendish Laboratory. Also staying in Cambridge with him was the old director of the laboratory, J.J. Thomson.
Old Thomson stayed in Cambridge for nearly fifty years, starting from school and then working, and he had already made his home here.
In April, his son G.P. Thomson obtained a teaching position at the University of Aberdeen and went north to Scotland. As a result, the old Thomson became alone.
He and Chen Muwu, the old and the young, became friends throughout this long summer vacation.
Out of care for a talented student who could not return home, Old Thomson either took Chen Muwu to watch cricket matches or took him to play golf.
But he was not interested in Chen Muwu's recent research. It didn't matter whether they were particles or not, and it didn't matter whether ether existed or not.
The old Thomson, who was already in a semi-retired state, just wanted to spend his old age peacefully until he was finally laid to rest in Westminster Abbey, next to Newton's tomb.
During the summer vacation, little Thomson also returned to Cambridge from Aberdeen, Scotland, to visit his father.
Taking this opportunity, Chen Muwu finally met him.
He thanked Thomson Jr. for personally conducting the gamma ray scattering experiment he proposed in his paper at the beginning of this year.
Little Thomson acted like a gentleman and advised him not to be polite, saying that for such an interesting experiment, even if he didn't do it, there would be a lot of physicists involved.
Both Thomson and his son are Nobel Prize winners in physics. Among them, Thomson Sr. won the prize because he discovered the electron; while his son Thomson Jr. won the prize because he proved that electrons can also be discovered through diffraction experiments. Has volatility.
Both father and son won the award for their research on electronics, which can be regarded as a coincidence.
A few days ago, Chen Muwu just translated his latest paper into German and sent it to Planck in Berlin.
He originally wanted to take a good rest this summer.
But seeing little Thomson, Chen Muwu thought of the volatility of electrons.
Thinking of the wave nature of electrons, he further thought of the matter waves proposed by the young nobleman in France in his doctoral thesis.
Inspiration and ideas always pop up from his brain inadvertently, making Chen Muwu never stop moving forward.
Alas, learn, there is no end to learning, it is too deep!
Someone sent me a picture, saying that an author feels refreshed after 10,000 days every day. I also asked them to send this picture to more authors and ask them to roll it up.
Lao Zhao, I don’t believe in evil, so I decided to give it a try myself.
So today when I was fishing, I started thinking about the next plot, and even secretly coded some words.
Then I started writing at night until now, just in time to catch up on today’s update.
As for the feeling of tens of thousands of days, how can you describe it?
All I can say is that fairy tales are all lies. Now my brain is dizzy and I feel like I am seasick at sea.
Good night everyone.
(End of chapter)
