"Hey Sheldon, have you heard? Archaeology professor Zheng Shuangmei made a bet with Elmano of the Board of Trustees in public."
"Will the performance by gambling king Yue Heng and archaeology students fail?"
"Let's bet that whoever loses has to apologize to the other!"
"No, it's Professor Zheng Shuangmei who has permanently resigned from California Institute of Technology!"
"Is Wang Yueheng the Chinese celebrity who sold his calligraphy work for an astronomical price at the charity gala last night?"
"How did he end up offending Professor Elmano?"...
As night fell, several men walking on the California Institute of Technology campus were discussing something with expressive faces.
News of the bet between Zheng Shuangmei and Elmano, a member of the school board, has spread.
Throughout this world-class university, students and faculty alike began discussing this topic.
It has become the hottest gossip news on campus right now.
One was a white professor who harbored hostility and discrimination against people of color, especially Chinese people.
One is a well-known singer from China who came to Rocky City to perform and gave the American audience a fleeting glimpse of beauty.
The clash between these two individuals with such unique identities naturally attracted the attention of many.
“Oh, Elmano, I know him.”
"An astronomy professor who has been at the university for almost thirty years, yet hasn't produced a single decent result..."
"I think even tying a dog to the outside of the lab would have led to at least two groundbreaking formulas..."
The white man, referred to as Sheldon, held an orange-flavored cake in his hand, chewing it while sneering and mocking.
"Shh! Sheldon, are you crazy?! That's a big shot on the board of trustees!"
"Let him hear you say these things...you..."
"Well, it seems like he can't do anything about you either..."
Howard, the Jewish scientist standing next to him, was about to say something.
On second thought, looking at Sheldon who was eating cake in front of him, he had nothing to say.
The man in front of me, with his large ears, is a physicist from California Institute of Technology in Texas, and has an IQ of 188.
She earned her PhD in Philosophy at the age of 14, and also holds an MS (Master of Science), MA (Master of Arts), SCD (Doctor of Science)...
He holds a total of seven or eight top-tier degrees.
Even if Sheldon openly mocked Steve, the president of California Institute of Technology, as an idiot in front of him.
The principal probably had nothing to say and could only call security to send Sheldon back to his own laboratory.
"This morning I saw the 'Preface to the Orchid Pavilion' written by Wang Yueheng at the charity gala."
"Whether viewed from the perspective of mathematical structure or human writing, it is so beautiful and stunning!"
"If possible, I'd like to ask Wang Yueheng himself if I can have some bold fantasies about his works when no one is around..."
Sheldon, who has been single for almost forty years, held an orange cake in his hands, a longing look on his face.
"God, I remember the last time I was honored to receive such praise from you was when quantum mechanics professor Feynman died thirty-six years ago..."
"And this Wang Yueheng, I remember he's only... he's only twenty years old?"
Howard stared and said.
Unexpectedly, this genius physicist friend, who always thought highly of himself, had such a high opinion of a singer and artist from China.
"Actually, I think Professor Elmano is a pretty good person, at least for us Indian students..."
"I don't think he's a racist, nor is he trying to deliberately make things difficult for Wang Yueheng..."
Raj, an Indian astrophysicist who was traveling with him, said with a grateful expression.
"Really? What did Elmano call you when I went to the planetarium to look for you last time?"
Howard glanced at his dark-skinned companion beside him and asked with a chuckle.
"You mean that day, he called me 'that lump of coal who likes to eat with his left hand,' and asked me to put this telescope, which runs around like an elephant, back in its proper place?"
"I think it's a really interesting nickname, don't you think?"
Raj, a simple Indian scientist, looked up at the starry sky and blinked as he recalled the events.
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