Qingwen's charming face was still adorned with an intoxicating smile, and she once again saw through Zhou Cheng's thoughts:
"I also grew up like this. I know this is hard for you to understand for a while. But the 6 years in the nursery were my most unforgettable childhood. My friends and I chased butterflies, picked flowers, and grabbed flowers.
Toys, I still remember a lot of bedtime stories that the nursery robot told me.
When I was in elementary education, I had best friends in the class and we had fights. I will never forget the first time we went to the space windmill for an outing. Our whole class was so excited that we couldn’t sleep at night. We walked out of the camp together and thought
Go to the space station control center and have a look.
The last three years of higher education were equivalent to the university of your time. I began to realize how wonderful our world is, and I also had a brief but unforgettable first love."
Listening to Qingwen's story, Zhou Cheng's mood wavered between empathy and incomprehension. But when he heard the word university, his heart moved:
"Is there still a university?"
Qingwen's eyebrows were filled with pride:
"Of course! I graduated from Qingbei University, and I even participated in the 750th anniversary of Qingbei University!"
Zhou Cheng looked at the elated woman in front of him with incredible eyes and said:
“I attended the 100th anniversary celebration of Qingbei University.”
Qingwen smiled brightly and reached out to give Zhou Cheng a slap in the face.
"Then we may be the alumni with the biggest gap in grades!"
"Can I go visit my alma mater?" Zhou Cheng asked.
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"Of course, we will go after dinner." Qingwen replied.
The spaceship crossed more than half of the Eternal City and arrived at the gate of Qingbei University. Not even 6 weeks old, it already saw the highly recognizable gate. A classical and elegant three-arch "archway" style building with blue bricks and white columns.
On the forehead of the door are engraved three large black characters "Qingbei Garden".
Zhou Cheng walked over quickly and excitedly, looking up at this door that he was so familiar with and sighed:
"This gate looks exactly like what it looked like back then!"
"Of course! Not only Qingbei University, but also Cambridge, Massachusetts, Descartes University, and Munich University, these treasures in the long history of human civilization, have all been rebuilt in the Eternal City."
The two walked into the campus, and Zhou Cheng saw the Qingbei Sundial surrounded by flowers in the middle of the square from a distance. As he walked closer, Zhou Cheng found that the flowers were exceptionally colorful, with various petals in various shapes, and the arrangements were even more orderly.
, so that he couldn't help but stop and watch.
A well-dressed man was squatting next to the flowers, using a delicate spoon to carefully add small particles that looked like earth but not earth into the flower pot. From the slightly undulating Adam's apple on his neck, Zhou Cheng could barely recognize that he should be a man.
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The sound of their approaching footsteps caught the man's attention. He looked back, a little surprised at first, and then a smile on his face.
"How is it? Is it beautiful?" He stood up and asked while patting the non-existent dust on his hands.
Zhou Cheng looked at these flowers that were as red as blood, as green as blue, and as green as green, and nodded slowly:
"Well, it's so beautiful. I've never seen flowers like this."
There was a slight sense of pride in the man's eyes, and his tone was soft with a hint of embarrassment:
"Of course, the DNA of these flowers was woven bit by bit by me using nano crochet needles under the electron microscope. They are all unique. It's just that the color gradient of some petals has not been smooth and smooth.
The edge configuration is not even close to being smooth and smooth, but it is not perfect after all.”
Zhou Cheng looked at the handsome man in front of him in surprise, with a hint of melancholy in his smile:
"Are you a molecular biologist?"
The man smiled sweetly and said softly:
"I do have degrees in molecular biology and botany, but I would rather be called a gardener."
After saying this, the gardener looked Zhou Cheng up and down, then squatted down:
"Are you the Awakener?"
"That's right." Zhou Cheng replied.
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"You will fall in love with this era." After saying this, the gardener concentrated on adding particles to the flowerpot.
Zhou Cheng continued to walk forward with Qingwen amid doubts and exclamations. The buildings in the school had some shadows of the past but were not exactly the same. At this time, melodious music came from a teaching building in front of him.
Zhou Cheng felt a little curious because in his time, Qingbei University did not have a music major.
But soon his curiosity turned into surprise and finally shock. He went to several teaching buildings in a row, where the ongoing teaching included musical instruments, vocal music, dance, art, sculpture, opera, etc., but with him
The most familiar majors at Qingbei University may be literature and philosophy.
"Is Qingbei University now just an art institution?" Zhou Cheng looked at Qingwen with dumbfounded eyes.
Zhou Cheng's shock seemed to have been expected by Qingwen.
"Of course not. All universities are universities, comprehensive institutions. Let me take you to the Department of Astronomy and Physics that you are familiar with."
Qingwen's light footsteps followed the golden fallen leaves and walked in front of Zhou Cheng. She lively introduced to Zhou Cheng the places she had walked and the classrooms she had been to like a young girl. The refreshing breeze was mixed with a faint fragrance.
Blowing towards her face, the soft gauze skirt swayed slightly in the wind along with Qingwen's elegant figure.
This scene gave Zhou Cheng a feeling of familiar yet unreal attachment. He tried hard to suppress his emotions that were flowing into the river of time. But his heart was like a leaf in the breeze, wanting to stop.
While chatting and laughing, the two came to an antique long building. Pushing the door open, the interior was transparent and spacious, with a simple and elegant style, and a solemn atmosphere. Rows of ancient wood-carved bookshelves were placed in the middle, and four weeks of display
With a variety of instruments and equipment.
As Zhou Cheng walked through it, the mystery lingering in his heart became more and more intense. Looking at it, most of the books on the bookshelf were classical works such as "Ten Volumes of Landau", "The Theory of Relativity", "Feynman's Lectures on Physics" and so on.
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The experimental equipment included cloud chambers, cathode ray tubes, Young's double-slit interferometer, and Rutherford gold foil, which are antiques that would no longer be used in their own time.
At this time, Qingwen excitedly led Zhou Cheng to a large wall. Behind an almost completely transparent plasma barrier was a dark red iron plate more than ten meters long and covered with rust.
The iron plate was covered with letters, numbers and operators, and Zhou Cheng recognized it at a glance. It was the iron plate on which he solved the mirror universe model under the arc antenna of Hong'an No. 2 Base.
"Professor Zhou, this is preserved from your time. Although I don't know why it was written on this rusty iron plate, and there is no name of the writer on it. But he wrote it more than 600 years ago.
It is unimaginable that he has completed the mathematical model of the universe to this extent. He must be the greatest physicist!"
Seeing Qingwen talking enthusiastically with an expression of admiration and obsession, Zhou Cheng just sighed:
"Perhaps the person who wrote this formula just wanted to pry into the mysteries of the universe before the coming destruction. All he could do was to shout 'Look! I live too' to the cold universe and cruel laws.
Pass'.
Other than that, it makes no sense. He can't save anyone, not his lover, friends, or students, and saving civilization is nonsense."
Qingwen's excited expression gradually dissipated. She looked at the uninterested Zhou Cheng and asked carefully:
"Professor Zhou, what's wrong with you?"
Zhou Cheng took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He moved his eyes away from the iron plate. He looked at the exquisite antique instruments and rows of bookshelves in the room and said:
"This place has neither teachers nor students. It can't even be called a classroom. It looks more like a museum. It's hard for me to connect this place with the physics department of our time."
Qingwen had an intoxicating smile on her face again:
"The learning methods in science and engineering are very different from those in art. We have more efficient ways to acquire knowledge. I will take you upstairs to take a look and you will understand."