Chapter 469 (1/2)

Chapter 472

August 10.

The news that Cheng Nuo is about to return home has been spread at MIT.

Several professors who have a good relationship with Cheng Nuo have come to persuade him, but they can't change his mind.

To be honest, Cheng Nuo doesn't think it's necessary to stay abroad any more.

At the beginning, the purpose of studying abroad was to get in touch with the top mathematical ideas in the world.

But now

Cheng Nuo has become one of the leaders of this thought.

As for the project, we can do it in China.

However, the scientific research strength of domestic rationing will be worse than that of foreign countries.

But Cheng Nuo believes that when he goes back, these are not problems.

…………

Fresnel research office.

Professor Fresnel pushed open the door of Chennault's cubicle.

Cheng Nuo, who was busy tidying up his desk, immediately stood up. ”Professor, I'll free this office for you today.”

Professor Fresnel waved his hand and did not seem interested in discussing it.

Professor Fresnel's tone was very sad, ”when do you leave?”

”About three days later.”

After more than ten seconds of silence, Professor Fresnel sighed and said, ”before you leave, have a cup of tea with me.”

Cheng Nuo nodded, moved the packed box to the ground and grinned, ”wait for me to wash my hands.”

The tea room is on the top floor of the experimental building.

Scientific research is a very exhausting task, so when tired, those professors and researchers will come here to have a cup of tea or coffee, look at the beautiful scenery outside through the large French windows, or chat with acquaintances to ease their mood.

Squeak!

Cheng Nuo and Professor Fresnel pushed the door and walked in.

Take a free seat and sit down. The waiter came at once with small steps.

“teaorcoffe？”

”Tea.”

Fresnel sipped his tea cup.

Cheng Nuo knew that Professor Fresnel was not in a good mood, so he took the initiative to open his mouth.

Atmosphere, so each other silent.

”Professor Cheng Nuo.” A figure appears on the side of Cheng Nuo's body. Under Cheng Nuo's eyes, he gently puts a pen hanging from his chest pocket on Cheng Nuo's desk.

Holding out his hand, the man said with a smile, ”you are a great mathematician, Professor Cheng!”

Cheng Nuo smiles and shakes hands.

Then, another professor came to Cheng Nuo's desk, gently put down his pen and nodded to Cheng Nuo.

Cheng Nuo is a little confused now.

But the people who wrote more continued.

Without any communication, a professor and scholar gently put his pen in front of Cheng Nuo's desk, nodded and turned away.

In less than a minute, Cheng Nuo's desk has been neatly placed with more than a dozen pens.

Cheng Nuo's eyes become moist.

He knows exactly what these pens mean.

The pen is to the scholar what the sword is to the soldier, so is the soul.

To present one's own pen for others is to express the recognition and high respect for his academic contribution in the academic circles.

This is also a very high honor for the academic circles.

”Professor...” Cheng Nuo looks at Professor Fresnel with red eyes.