Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Morina didn’t come in together, but stood at the door.

This seems to be a big contradiction between the grandfather and the granddaughter. When entering the house, Lu Zhou can clearly feel that the old man is a little embarrassed to face her.

I don’t know the contradiction between the two people. Lu Zhou didn’t want to get involved in the family affairs of other people. After explaining his intentions, he quietly followed the footsteps of the old man to the wall painting of the stairway. .

The person on the painting has a dark golden curl, and the bangs that are still popular today. The young five senses are calm and peaceful with age… and a little handsome.

Although it is still a little worse than myself, it is already very good.

But beyond that, there doesn’t seem to be any clues that Lu Zhou is looking forward to, just a simple portrait.

“This painting was created in 1835… It is said to have been written by a famous Norwegian painter based on the dictation of his loved ones.” Standing behind Lu Zhou, the old man said.

In fact, this loved one is actually the Fiancée of Abel Professor, but he hesitated for a while and then selectively chose to hide this.

The sight was taken back from the oil painting, Lu Zhou looked towards the old man, curiously asked.

“So the painting is almost two hundred years old.”

“Okay, the most valuable thing in this room is probably this stuff… although it doesn’t really cost much.”

How much was spent at the time, the old man could not remember. But if you want to pay for your own salary, it should not be anything particularly expensive.

After all, not everyone is interested in the portrait of the mathematics, not to mention a “short-lived” genius. If there is no special hobby, people who can afford a big price will not buy it. Perhaps the museum will be willing to buy this picture, but it is also difficult to open a very high price.

It’s just that the precipitation of time can’t explain what it’s worth. After all, the value is not worth seeing the artist’s own fame, who is painting, and the background of the work.

“In addition to the paintings and those notes, are there all the relics of the Abel Professor?”

Old man nodded.

“There is only this.”

Thoughtfully nodded, Lu Zhou thought for a while and then suddenly said.

“Say, I have always had a problem.”

“what is the problem?”

“It is said that Abel Professor has not been alive for the rest of his life. Are you his… bloody neighbor?”

Upon hearing this question, the old man’s face suddenly floated with a smug expression, and his eyes flicked aside.

“……Maybe.”

Maybe?

Looking at the old man who was arrogant, Lu Zhou squinted and faintly guessed something, so he opened the topic that might cause embarrassment.

“Where did you get these things?”

“From the hands of a collector.”

Lu Zhou immediately asked.

“Can you still contact him? I mean, can you introduce him to me?”

The old man shook his head and said.

“That guy died a few years ago, I am afraid I can’t help you. If you are interested in the relics of Abel Professor, those notes are all gone. Although I didn’t expect my granddaughter to send them all. For you, but… in short, I hope you can take good care of them.”

Captured the twilight of the old man’s eyes, Lu Zhou affirmed his own guess.

Sure enough, the descendants of this so-called Abel Professor, most of the elderly self-styled. In his impression, the genius who only lived in his twenties had only one fiancée, ignoring the situation of illegitimate children, and his possibility of leaving future generations was almost negligible.

The reason why Morina’s emotions were so unstable last night was because I knew this.

When she thought of the resistance that Morina had on her face when she was facing the old man, Lu Zhou was silent for a while and suddenly said.

“Last night, your granddaughter was very excited… ah, I don’t mean that.”

“I know, it seems that you have already seen it, is it a lame lie?”

Understand what Lu Zhou wants to say, and the old man’s eyes flashed a glimpse.

He shook his head, his voice filled with confession, and he said with a sigh of relief, “I can’t help… who thinks she will actually take it seriously, and when I realize it, things have become like this.”

Looking at the expression of regret on the old man’s face, Lu Zhou sighed, whispered.

“I think she is angry, she will be so excited, not because she is not a descendant of Abel Professor, but because her closest person actually deceived herself… and deceived for nearly three decades.”

Bloodline is meaningless to science, just as most genius ideas were born by chance. A great Scholar was born in this world with historical inevitability, but if it is specific to civilization, more is still An accident.

Perhaps the descendants of Scholar are more advantageous in education than their peers, and they are more likely to be influenced by their parents in professional choices, but there is no such thing as a scientist.

After a pause, Lu Zhou continued.

“…Although I don’t have an outsider’s position, I suggest that you still have a good apology with her.”

The old man smiled and shook his head and said: “She won’t forgive me, I won’t forgive myself…”

“Whether she forgives that you should decide by her, as for the latter…” Lu Zhou paused, continued, “In fact, you don’t have to be too self-blaming. I can see that her enthusiasm for mathematics is because she really likes it. Although there is no way to qualify this kind of thing, I don’t think she is on a ‘wrong’ path.”

“As for the expectations that she imposed on herself, there is no such thing.”

The so-called self-blame is simply because I think that my lies affect my granddaughter’s life. But at least in the eyes of Lu Zhou, an outsider, things are not what the elderly think.

It is impossible to adhere to this path for more than 20 years, relying solely on the sense of mission imposed on oneself.

For Morina, knowing the truth of the matter is not a good thing.

At the very least, you can square your mind.

Although her innate talent is difficult to reach the height of the first-line Scholar, it can already be regarded as a well-know figure in the second-line Scholar. If you calm down and study hard, you have no chance to touch the edge of the Fields Prize before 40.

Of course, as for whether you can touch it, that is another matter.

After all, from the second-line Scholar to the first-line Scholar’s transformation, not only the sweat is enough.

In addition to hard work, it takes a little bit of luck.

Those who can do this completely without regard to the factors of luck, no matter what era, are the existence of as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

After listening to Lu Zhou’s words, the old man was silent for a while.

After a long, long time, he said.

“Thank you, maybe you are right.”

Looking at the expression on his face, Lu Zhou lightly nodded who was happy for him.

“Just a little suggestion.”