Wu Tong is a student after all, so he is at a disadvantage when facing Old Man Cheng. If Old Man Cheng goes too far, he will help Wu Tong get justice. Even Old Man Cheng, an academician in their School of Mathematics, cannot be bullied casually.
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"Academician Cheng Huanan is a leading figure in our country's materials industry. He's participated in or led the development of our country's special steels and many other excellent materials. He's been involved in and led the materials research and development for major projects like the J-8, J-10, and H-6. He's usually with various project teams and rarely at school. You've just happened to be at school when Academician Cheng started school!"
On the way, Li Yisheng briefly introduced the resume of Academician Cheng Huanan to Wu Tong.
What a brilliant person! This was Wu Tong’s feeling after hearing everything. Compared to these truly brilliant people, she was just a fledgling.
They met this gray-haired old man in front of the materials laboratory. He had been through the country's most difficult times. He was dressed in a white coat and still energetic despite his age. He was a typical northerner with a tall and strong build, and a dark, slightly serious and scary face.
In order to keep an eye on an experimental data, the old man came to the laboratory early and watched it personally to ensure the rigor of the experimental data.
Wu Tong particularly admires such diligence.
"Mr. Cheng, long time no see. This is Wu Tong!" Li Yishen greeted Mr. Cheng respectfully.
"Hello, Mr. Cheng!" Wu Tong greeted sincerely as a student.
"No need for all this pretense, Wu Tong, right? No matter how successful you are in the School of Mathematics, this is the School of Materials Science. Before you enter my lab, I have something to say. First, comply with all safety regulations in the lab. Memorize and apply the safety regulations on the wall in the hall!"
"Secondly, the instruments in the lab were purchased with large sums of money from the state and must not be damaged. This is especially true of the directional die-casting machine you might be using. There's only one in the entire University of Tokyo, and if it breaks, we won't even be able to find a replacement. All operations must be performed under my instructions or with my supervision!"
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Materials science involves many toxic molecular materials or instruments that can cause great danger if not handled properly. Although everyone starts as a rookie and cannot grow without experience, the newcomer in front of him is already an internationally renowned top scholar in mathematics, a young talent, and is protected by the School of Mathematics. It is inevitable that he will be arrogant, and he had to emphasize it.
If the other party thought it was a problem, then let him play the bad guy, even if it was a problem! He had to be responsible for both parties' safety. He was afraid of letting the country down if such a top talent was injured in his lab.
"Okay, Mr. Cheng, I have just read and written down the safety rules. You can check them randomly!" When Wu Tong arrived at the entrance of the laboratory, the first thing he saw was the various safety precautions posted on the door. While waiting for Mr. Cheng to come out, he memorized them.
Let’s test it, then test it, “Third, fourth?”
"The samples need to be properly processed before the experiment..."
"Article 5: Combustible gas cylinders and combustion-supporting gas cylinders must not be mixed! Cylinders of all kinds must not be placed near heat sources..."
"Photographic memory?" Seeing Wu Tong answer without hesitation, Elder Cheng raised an eyebrow. With such talent, he was a good candidate for materials science. Why did he choose to study mathematics?
He was certain Wu Tong had never been to the lab. The math department probably only admired such a genius and wouldn't bother with such details. From the time he received the notice until he left, had it been five minutes? In just that short time, he'd memorized the safety precautions so well. Only a photographic memory, the so-called "camera memory," was possible.
"I have a pretty good memory. I can basically remember everything after reading it once or twice!" Wu Tong smiled shyly. It was just a little skill, not something to brag about.
"Wu Tong, come in with me. Xiao Li, just do what you need to do. I won't eat up the genius from your School of Mathematics!" Old Cheng swiped his card and took Wu Tong into the laboratory, and sent Li Yishen away.
The Mathematics Institute has always spoiled its children, arranging for someone to take care of them wherever they go. Are they arranging a full-time nanny? It's like they haven't been weaned yet! A seedling carefully nurtured in a garden can't withstand the wind and rain, so how can it be entrusted with the great responsibility of the country?
The old man was always straightforward and had a sharp tongue, which was also the reason for his previous conflicts with Pan Wenhua.
"Well, Wu Tong, I'm going back first. Call me if you need anything!" Li Yisheng warned him with some concern. Cheng Lao's National Materials Laboratory involved serious matters, and it was indeed not something that could be entered casually. In front of this old man, he was just a junior among the juniors and had no say.
Wu Tong waved her hand and assured Teacher Li that she was there to study, seek guidance, and borrow someone else's laboratory for a project, so there would be no problem.
"You have a good temper!" As he led Wu Tong into the laboratory, Old Cheng remarked casually.
He has always been straightforward and pragmatic, and what is good is good and what is not is not. Wu Tong was subjected to several rounds of harsh demands, but his attitude remained calm and humble, like a student.
"You have to have a temper when you need to!" This little kid has great talent, and he will definitely take on national projects in the future. Having a good temper alone won't be enough to keep the situation under control!
"Okay, Mr. Cheng, thank you for your guidance, I understand!" Wu Tong nodded. She didn't feel embarrassed. Mr. Cheng had always been acting in accordance with the rules and regulations, and it was also for her safety. Such a responsible attitude was admirable. What could she complain about?
Besides, it was she who had troubled Mr. Cheng to let an academician guide her, a newbie who had only taken a few days of materials courses and had never touched any experimental equipment, even though she had never touched any experimental equipment. However, Mr. Cheng still gave her patient guidance, and she could only be grateful.
"Teacher, this is the genius of the School of Mathematics, Wu Tong, right?" An old man and a young boy came in. Mr. Cheng took Wu Tong to his office first, and a young man with a warm smile came out to greet them.
Under the bulky blue-gray protective suit, one can still see that the young man has a tall and straight figure, a rounded facial contour, and a cute baby face, making him look like he is about twenty years old.
"This is the doctoral student I'm currently supervising, Ruan Chengxu!" Old Cheng introduced him to Wu Tong. When he taught students, apart from school tasks, he always sought quality rather than quantity in his disciples. This was the only student he was currently supervising, and his qualifications were quite satisfactory.
"Hello, Master! I'm also a die-hard fan of yours!" Ruan Chengxu greeted Wu Tong with a smile. Their Peking University had produced such a formidable figure, and all Peking University students, regardless of their college, were proud of him. Unexpectedly, the master would be interested in researching materials, and they had the opportunity to meet up close and personal.
"You can just call me Wu Tong. Hello, Senior Ruan!" "Wushen", this name that was used during the IMO training, is still a bit embarrassing when it is said in person.
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