Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Time passed day by day, and soon it was December.

Sitting on a private jet flying from Shanghai to Stockholm, looking at the paper in the hand over the land boat over Siberia, his eyes fell into a deep thought.

The author of this paper in his hand is Rudy Davik, the leader of the Z particle experiment group, and the first to observe the interference of Z particles on the gravitational field in low-dimensional expansion experiments.

Including the paper in his hands, the professor Rudy has published more than five papers in this direction.

The data he collected in the experiment successfully attracted Lu Zhou's interest. So before boarding the plane, he made a special trip to ask his secretary to go to the airport to find the printer, and gave a printed copy of the paper to his hand.

Looking at Lu Zhou who had been staring intently at the paper in hand since she got on the plane, Chen Yushan couldn't help whispering.

"It's all going to Stockholm, don't you take a break?"

"Rest?" Lu Zhou replied without looking up. "I feel pretty good."

"Don't think so about the dark circles under your eyes," Chen Yushan sighed, and continued. "You represent the Chinese academic community. There must be a lot of journalists after getting off the plane. Can't you pay attention to the image?"

After hearing this, Lu Zhou smiled embarrassedly.

"This ... I'm not worried, after all--"

With her feet, she guessed what Lu Zhou would say in the next half of her sentence. Chen Yushan rolled her eyes, grabbed his paper, and pulled his arm up from the chair.

"You follow me!"

After speaking, she could not help pulling the landing boat to the bathroom, and with the latter's stunned gaze, she took out the men's BB cream bought on the plane from her bag.

"I'll wipe it for you."

"The man's face is painted in camouflage, and I won't paint it even if I kill him—"

"Okay, don't fret, you will get off the plane for a while!"

Lu Zhou just wanted to refuse, but the schoolgirl who wiped BB on the onion index finger already started to kick him manually.

In this small space, there was no room for manoeuvre. Looking at the eyes and red lips that were close at hand, Lu Zhou, who was standing behind him, was preparing to protest, but the ambiguous atmosphere suddenly appeared. Keep him open.

Speaking of which, it seemed to be his first time to look at her so closely.

You can even feel the warm breath, you can even see the gently fluttering eyelashes ...

Compared to Lu Zhou ’s heart apes, Chen Yushan who focused on helping him with bb cream, did n’t seem to notice anything wrong there, not to mention Lu Zhou ’s sight.

Thankfully she didn't.

Otherwise, if the sight is right, the air must be awkward.

The scent of jasmine scented along the fluffy hair and penetrated into the tip of the nose, which made the land boat struggling to control its breathing almost barely hold his breath.

What perfume is used to slow your mind?

After BB cream, helped him transform the addicted school sister, and then took out the eyebrow trimmer and hair wax. Lu Zhou bet that this was definitely not a temporary decision she made because many men's tools were just unpacked.

Obviously, she had planned it before she got on the plane!

Time passes minute by minute.

Just when Lu Zhou felt his brain was about to be cooked, the fragrant wind finally drifted away.

Looking at Professor Lu who built it by himself, Chen Yushan took a step back, nodded with satisfaction, and right-handedly drew a V under the chin.

"Get it!"

"It is indeed me!"

"You look back at the mirror, are you more handsome than before?"

Lu Zhou: "... oh."

"Well? Why is your face red?"

"……It's nothing."

Dodging the little hand that reached his forehead, Lu Zhou quickly slipped out of the bathroom.

Looking at Lu Zhou leaving in a hurry, Chen Yushan's joke at the corner of his mouth finally lifted up and couldn't hide. But soon, her cheeks were like the heat stroke, and she gradually climbed up a touch of red.

"call……"

"This guy keeps his eyes fixed, so he can't change places ... it's dying."

Speaking of which, I was really bold just now and almost overplayed.

but……

He usually seems to be meticulous and serious.

Seeing his "awkward" side that is different from normal times, it doesn't seem to be a loss.

The corner of her mouth couldn't help rising a little more, and then she noticed herself in the mirror suddenly, her smile seemed a bit dignified, so she quickly pressed the corner of her mouth with her index finger.

"Everything is normal ..."

She patted her chest, and Chen Yushan scrambledly packed the BB cream and eyebrow trimmer into her makeup bag. Until her breathing and heartbeat returned to normal, she "walked" outside the bathroom.

...

Escorted by two fighter jets, a bright silver private jet landed smoothly on the runway of Stockholm Airport.

This is the third time that Lu Zhou has come to this city.

Everything here has not changed since he first came.

The only difference is that his identity can no longer be summed up by just the ordinary "scholar". No matter what he understands, at least no one else will look at him like that.

And this can be seen from the level of his visit.

Standing in the middle of the greet, an old man with white beard and hair, with an open arms, smiled at Lu Zhou who came down the ramp, and said.

"Welcome! Scholars from China! Welcome, my old friend!"

"Haha, we meet again! Are you okay?"

"Okay!"

Stepped forward and gave Academician Staffan a big hug. Lu Zhou looked at the enthusiastic old Viking and joked.

"I thought I would come to Stockholm twice at most, but I didn't expect it would be the third time."

"Do n’t say that, it ’s like Stockholm has nothing but Nobel," Academician Staffan said with a smile. "Come with me, we have arranged the most luxurious hotel in Stockholm for our guests. Hope it will alleviate the fatigue of your journey. "

Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.

"Then there is labor."

It was not only Academician Staffan, but also Ambassador Zhang of the Embassy and Consulate in Sweden, and Prince Carl Ferrep, the heir to the Swedish royal family.

Except for a little blond princess in a western dress, these people and Lu Zhou have seen each other more than once.

"I welcome you on behalf of the Gustav royal family. Dear ..."

Like a real princess, this little girl, about seven years old, lifted her skirt corner and asked Lu Zhou in a childish tone.

However, it seems that he forgot what Lu Zhou's name was, or he didn't know the name of this mouthful. The little girl suddenly got stuck when she was halfway through the talk.

The reporter was shooting with the camera nearby. Just as Prince Ferrep was preparing to save the scene, the little princess suddenly turned her eyes strangely, and her brain changed her mouth, and she welcomed the welcome line again.

"... Dear scholar, I hope this trip to Stockholm will inspire you to explore the mysteries of the universe."

Lu Zhou also smiled and nodded to her, and spoke friendly English.

"Thank you, my wise and lovely princess. My name is Lu Zhou. May I have your name?"

Raising the chin with some baby fat in the white, the little princess put on a graceful gesture, said milkily.

"Carl Lilian, you can call me Princess Lilian because I prefer the latter name."

"Good to meet you, Ms. Lilian."

Then, Lu Zhou stretched out his right hand.

Looking at the right hand that stretched out, the little princess tilted her head in confusion, as if her court etiquette teacher had not taught her how to shake hands after bowing.

After hesitating for a while, she suddenly spit out her tongue playfully, and then did not give other people time to react, suddenly lifted her skirt and ran away.

Looking at the little princess who suddenly slipped away, Lu Zhou gave a little stoop, then smiled and retracted her right hand. The people standing beside them were also amused by the lovely act of Princess Lilian, and they all laughed in kind.

In this pleasant atmosphere, the ceremony of picking up came to an end.

A group of people came to the side of the convoy parked on the roadside. Wang Peng took the initiative to open the door of the back seat for Lu Zhou and Chen Yushan ~ www.readwn.com ~ and then consciously sat in the front passenger seat.

The ambassador's staff was driving the car, and in fact it was Wang Peng's colleague who had only arrived in Sweden a few days ago. Along the way, they will be escorted by security personnel of the embassy and the Royal Guard to the Grand Hotel Stockholm.

Sitting next to Lu Zhou, watching the little princess waving to them away from the car window, the girl's overwhelmed Chen Yushan couldn't help pulling Lu Zhou's arm and said with restrained excitement.

"Woohoo, so cute little girl!"

"……Ok."

Seeing Lu Zhou staring out the window, Chen Yushan whispered.

"You wouldn't mind being on the plane."

"How?" Lu Zhou glanced at her silently, and continued to look out of the car window. "It was just a little unexpected, there were no reporters when I got off the plane."

To be precise, it is not none, but only two.

This is quite abnormal.

He remembers that the last time he came to Stockholm, reporters almost surrounded his plane.

Hearing this sentence, the driver sitting in the front row said with a smile.

"Mainly because of security issues, we discussed with the Swedish authorities, and finally decided to contact only CCTV and a local media in Stockholm to the airport. Otherwise, your news here will be published, I'm afraid this airport will not work Now. "

The airport was useless and it was too exaggerated, but after hearing that, he understood it. It turned out that these reporters were not wanting to come, but were supported by fake news or something.

"……So this is ah."

Doesn't that mean that he had tossed on his face before?

Although it is also good, he himself does not like to be surrounded by cameras.

However, I still feel a little bit lost ...