After getting off the plane, Chen Zhou and Friedman separated.

Friedman didn't plan to go to school, but was going to go home directly.

Therefore, Chen Zhou had to take a taxi and return to MIT by himself.

Sitting in the taxi, Chen Zhou couldn't help but think of Friedman's praise.

Friedman praised Chen Zhou as the most efficient researcher among the students he has taught.

I also sincerely admire Chen Zhou's calculation talent again!

It turned out that Friedman had been observing what Chen Zhou wrote since no idea.

Whether it is the calculation of the pocket model or the calculation of the grid point qcd theory, this old man can see it clearly.

Regarding Chen Zhou's calculations, he only felt that mathematical words were indeed very beautiful!

Of course, although Chen Zhou felt very happy in his heart in the face of such praise, he still said modestly on the surface: "This is just basic skills, nothing is difficult. Professor, it's really too much!"

As he thought about it, a smile appeared on the corner of Chen Zhou's mouth.

Coincidentally, the driver of the taxi that Chen Zhou took was also a Chinese.

Seeing the smile on the corner of Chen Zhou's mouth, the driver asked curiously: "Student, seeing you smiling so happily, have you encountered something good?"

Chen Zhou smiled and said, "I just came back with the tutor and was praised by Xiao Xiao."

The driver nodded to show that he understood.

After a pause, he asked again: "I think your destination is MIT. This is a very awesome school. I heard that there are many people who won the Nobel Prize?"

"Well, there are indeed many people who won the Nobel Prize..." Chen Zhou was in a good mood, and the driver was still a Chinese, which invisibly added a sense of intimacy.

So, Chen Zhou started chatting with the driver.

From the origins of MIT, to the history of winning the Nobel Prize, to others, such as the Turing Award, the Fields Medal, etc.

Anyway, Chen Zhou had a lot of talks about the driver's winning records of these awesome awards.

At the end, the driver said with emotion: "No wonder everyone says MIT is awesome. This sounds really awesome!"

"I finally know why those students are trying to come to such a school. If they graduate from such a school and go back, they will be the turtle elite!"

The driver said, and his eyes at Chen Zhou changed a little.

Chen Zhou naturally noticed it, thought about it, and said, "Generally speaking, this is the case. But good schools also have students who don't like to study. Bad schools also have good students who work hard. This is mainly based on

My own."

The driver nodded straight after hearing this: "You are right. My son is just like you said. I try my best to send him to a good school, but I just want to play and don't like to study, so I'm so worried...

”

Chen Zhou smiled and continued, "In addition, in schools like MIT, although there are many great men. However, if you come here, can you get the guidance of these Nobel Prize bosses?

Now.”

"After all, when students choose tutors, the tutors are also choosing students, which is a two-way choice in itself."

When the driver heard this, he immediately asked, "Student, is your tutor an ordinary person or these great people?"

Chen Zhou did not answer directly, but said, "My mentors are all okay, they are quite amazing."

The driver was unaware of it and planned to ask more questions, but he saw that the MIT campus had arrived.

After paying the fare, Chen Zhou asked for the invoice.

This can be reimbursed from Friedman, so Chen Zhou naturally won't let himself suffer a loss.

Before getting off the bus, the driver looked at Chen Zhou and finally realized something.

I always feel like I have seen this person’s face somewhere?

When handing the invoice to Chen Zhou, the driver asked presumptuously: "Classmate, what is your name? I always feel like I have seen you somewhere?"

When Chen Zhou heard this, he chuckled softly: "Master, my name is Chen Zhou."

After saying that, Chen Zhou opened the car door, got out of the car, and walked straight towards the school.

In the car, the driver was still stunned.

Finally, he remembered it.

Isn’t this the student who has been talked about by his son many times, and has solved many math problems and has been on the news broadcast in China several times?

I really didn't expect that my luck would be so good?

Can this person be pulled?

"Oh!" The driver slapped his thigh, rolled down the window in an instant, and looked out the car.

But Chen Zhou's figure has long disappeared.

The driver said in annoyance: "If you have such a good opportunity, you should leave a signature! Maybe he will say that in the future, what are the winners of the Nobel Prize, the Fields Medal, and the Turing Prize?"

In addition, the reason why the driver was upset was that he was only concerned about telling Chen Zhou about how MIT was going.

There is such a living example in front of me, but I didn’t even ask how to teach my son well.

Really, I lost a lot!

Chen Zhou, who returned to the dormitory, opened the door by himself before he opened it.

The one who opened the door was not someone else.

It is Yang Yiyi.

Chen Zhou and Yang Yiyi both have the keys to each other's room.

Seeing Yang Yiyi, Chen Zhou was slightly stunned, and then smiled and hugged Yang Yiyi.

"Do you miss me?"

"Well... do you miss me?"

"I thought about it! I'm thinking about you except when I think about experimental data!"

"Tsk~ I don't believe it!"

"Then...apart from the time you think about math problems..."

"So, I'm behind mathematics and physics?"

"Of course not! You must be in the front!"

"real?"

"must!"

"Then how much time do you study mathematics and physics every day?"

"I think about it...from the morning..."

Before Chen Zhou finished speaking, he realized something was wrong.

If this is really counted, I don’t have much time to think of Yang Yiyi.

Seeing that Yang Yiyi was about to beg for mercy, Chen Zhou immediately began to beg for mercy, coax people, and tempt food, and let him go with three tricks!

Yang Yiyi is worthy of being a foodie. When she saw the pobutyrate bread that Chen Zhou specially brought back from San Francisco, she instantly changed from being angry and happy.

Seeing this, Chen Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, your arms won't be severe...

In fact, both Chen Zhou and Yang Yiyi knew that Yang Yiyi was not really angry either.

It’s just that this intentional little willfulness can make her feel Chen Zhou’s care.

Of course, this kind of intentional will only happen once a while.

When Chen Zhou was frowning and staying up late due to research on the subject.

It is impossible for her to release such a little willful person.

Chen Zhou was quite happy to see such a little willfulness.
Chapter completed!