Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

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Chapter 1560 Alumni History

The campus of Columbia University.

Various crowds walk along the path on the lawn, and the ancient building complex reveals a sense of the age and the age.

The “disaster” a few days ago, the pause button was pressed for the lives of countless people, the whole New York City is not very peaceful at this moment, but this storm seems not at all to reach this place On campus, students should take classes, and it seems that there are not many waves in daily life.

After leaving the hospital, Lu Zhou, who was on a flight within the North American Alliance, originally planned to leave the plane and went straight to Princeton. As a result, he came here on a whim.

At that time, he visited here for a month, and during this month he won the title of honorary professor.

He also learned later that the title Columbia University has reserved for him for a century, just as the University of Jinling commemorates him.

More than that, in front of Columbia University’s landmark building, a bronze statue of the Thinker, there is a bronze statue that was later put on it.

That is a youngster, with his hands behind his back, looking at the bronze statue of the thinker, immersed in the thinking world.

The bronze statue is not carved by someone else.

It is Lu Zhou himself.

Looking at the bronze statue in front of me, a glimmer of nostalgia appeared in Lu Zhou’s eyes.

“didn’t expect they really set me up like an image …”

At Columbia University, he was standing there–the thinker. In front of the bronze statue, the famous “theoretical model of the interface structure of electrical chemistry” was completed under the inspiration of a passing moment, and based on this research, he won the Huffman Medal and the Nobel Prize in Chemistry.

Because of an inadvertent photo, he took a picture of him standing with the bronze statue of the thinker.

“… A bronze statue was seen in the eyes of mortals, and he saw the universe.”

This was originally a tweet from Court Academecian, a philosophy department, but didn ‘t expect After a century, this indecent joke has been carved on the statue’s base.

“This mister, there are historical relics, can you not touch it with your hands?” He took a moment to choke, and then put his hand back with a smile.

“Historical relics? sorry, I just can’t help myself.”

What can’t help being what the hell?

There was a speechless expression on the student’s face, but at this moment, when his eyes fell on Lu Zhou’s face, he was dumbfounded.

“You, are you Lu Zhou?!”

Lu Zhou kindly joked.

“authentic.”

“But … why are you here?”

“It’s just visiting an old haunt, because I don’t know, there will be no chance to come again in the future,” Lu Zhou laughed, looking at the student with distrust on his face, “let me be here again After a while, I will naturally leave after a while. “

…

After leaving Columbia University, Lu Zhou took his own little sister and Ban Ling to the train to Princeton and went straight. At the door of Princeton.

“Commander.”

“What’s wrong.”

“Why would you be interested in some stones.”

“” Stone? Are you referring to these buildings here? “Lu Zhou gently laughed.” You misunderstood. I’m not interested in these buildings, but I miss some of those days that’s all. “

Ling tilted her head and didn’t seem to understand what Lu Zhou was saying.

However, Lu Zhou not at all further explained the idea.

Looking at the vermiculite library just in front of her, Lu Zhou slightly tilted her face and said to Ling.

“Wait here for me, don’t walk around, I will be back soon.”

The pupils flicker slightly, Ling is nodded.

“Observe, commander.”

Stepping into the stone library, Lu Zhou noticed the old man standing next to the bookshelf arranging the bookshelf.

For a moment, he felt that the old man was so familiar. The only difference was that the patched nightgown was gone and replaced by a rather gentleman’s suit.

Perhaps he noticed Lu Zhou’s sight. The old man who finished the bookshelf turned back and looked at Lu Zhou, who was not far away, with an unexpected expression on his face.

Obviously, he recognized his identity.

“Are you here?”

“Hmm … Do you know me?”

Are you kidding, in this world, a few people do n’t know You? “The old man laughed and walked tremblingly to the back of the library’s front desk. He opened the chair and sat down.” My grandfather always told me that someone would come here and take his notes, Let me keep it for him. “

When I heard this, Lu Zhou wrote an accident on his face, and then laughed,” I wo n’t take anything away, those Everything is the same everywhere … but I think more and more that your grandfather may be a wizard. “

” Maybe, I also think that Old Guy is always nervous, But who knows? Anyway, I watched him buried at his funeral. “嘀嘀 gu gu said, the old librarian continued,” Since you are not here to take away Your notes, is there anything I can do for you? “

Lu Zhou “I want to investigate something a century ago.”

“Is archeology? Didn’t expect you to be interested in archeology,” said the old man with a smile, “say, what do you want As long as there is something in this library, I can probably help you find it. “

Lu Zhou:” About the alumni blog written by Princeton’s Ivy Club, about a man named David Lawrence … … he graduated around the 1920s. ”

Before Wang Peng woke up, Captain Xing had learned from the San Francisco police that he had broken into David Lawrence’s private house.

When I heard the name, Lu Zhou’s mind suddenly came to mind about the previous memories.

He clearly remembers that David Lawrence of the history department was his first friend who came to Princeton himself, and it was he who introduced himself to the Ivy Diet Club and took him into Princeton’s campus. livelihood.

At the same time, Lu Zhou also knew that his other identity was the heir of the Boston consortium.

It just made him did n’t expect. The Old Partner, who seemed to have nothing to do with the whole incident, was actually the master of the conspiracy that spanned the century.

Although the intelligence crisis has been lifted, Lu Zhou still wants to know what exactly led him astray.

As the undisputed most elite club of Princeton University, the Ivy League has a long tradition, that is, while accepting material donations from alumni, they also accept the personal autobiography donated by them, and then through these Autobiography and oral narration, write alumni for those former club members.

Since most of the people who can join this club are elites in some field Peak, those alumni are even more wonderful than some historical writing.

“Alumni?” The old man’s eyebrows raised a hint of surprise, “Why are you interested in that kind of thing … but let me find it out.”

Due to the large number and variety of alumni, the old man rummaged on the bookshelf for a long time, and finally found Lawrence’s copy.

After returning to the front desk of the library, the old man put two books on the table.

“This is Lawrence’s … very unexpected, I found you on it.”

“Mine?” Slightly hesitated, Lu Zhou gently Frowning, “I don’t remember … I have left something like an autobiography here.”

“Alumni history is not necessarily written by autobiography. As long as you are willing to pay time and Energy, from other people ’s autobiography and from their own memories, can always squeeze out some memories of ‘his’, ”said the elderly laughed,“ so these things look good, they are not necessarily true, even have Many are jokes made by friends. Anyway, it is not the history of Zhenger Ba Jing. “

” So that’s how it is …… “

I heard this Lu Zhou knew it.

If nothing unexpected, this is probably written by his student Hardy with his alumni.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhou, who originally planned to open this alumni magazine, could not help but hesitate again.

The guy always doesn’t make drafts when he blows his skin, and he likes to hang the phrase “Professor Lu said” all day.

Lu Zhou is a bit unsure. If I open this alumni journal, will I be embarrassed by this “biography” about myself.

However, in the end, reason was overcome by curiosity. Under the eyes of the old man, Lu Zhou finally opened the title page of the biography.

When he saw the author’s signature, he was all there.

[——Vila Puyue]

(End of this chapter)