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Chapter 638: Chapter 363: The Enthusiastic Institute of High Energy Physics_2

"...Really?"

Qian Hong didn’t know how to respond for a moment. She wondered if he was planning to apologize to her.

Zhao Yi asked, "Can you describe in detail? Like what you felt at that time? Forget why you were angry, just tell me what it felt like when you were angry?"

He pondered his words carefully, "Did it feel like an abrupt explosion, or a slow build-up leading to an eruption, or was it triggered by something I said...?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Hong was dumbfounded.

She quickly touched Zhao Yi’s forehead and anxiously blurted, "You don’t have fever, do you? What are you talking about?"

"I’m not joking, I mean it."

As Zhao Yi spoke, a loud grumble sounded from his stomach. Hunger hit him instantly, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. The sight of the mealbox on the coffee table suddenly roused his appetite. He walked over and suggested, "Let’s eat first. I forgot to have lunch, I’m really too hungry."

"Yes, eat, we should eat!"

Qian Hong quickly opened the mealbox, arranged the food nicely, and even brought out the tableware that Zhao Yi usually used.

Zhao Yi quickly stuffed the food into his mouth, only beginning to talk about the previous topic once his stomach was sated. "Let’s go back to what we were talking about earlier, Qian Hong. Can you explain exactly how you felt?"

He continued to explain, "I’m serious, after you left at noon, I thought about the phrase ’feeling explosive’ and related it with my research, which is very meaningful..."

He explained a little more.

Listening to him, Qian Hong was astounded and suddenly felt silly for being upset all afternoon.

This guy...

Instead of feeling guilty for making her angry, he had gotten inspiration for his research from the phrase ’feeling explosive’?!

"Just go die..."

Qian Hong was on the verge of spewing expletives, but managed to keep up her ladylike demeanor. However, her expression was far from gentle. She glared at Zhao Yi, reeking of pent-up hatred and explained her emotions sternly as if she was scolding someone. "At that time, I wanted to smack you!"

"To give you a good slap!"

"To show you just how fierce I am! You still dare..."

"I was furious and wanted to vent!"

"..."

As Zhao Yi listened, nodding, he felt that her words might be useful. He continued to contemplate the energy amount and the formation of particles.

Soon enough, he began explaining his thoughts out loud–talking them through seemed to help his thought process.

Qian Hong just listened.

She didn’t know how to react, she could only suppress her rage, playing the role of a good listener.

Soon enough...

Zhao Yi acknowledged a crucial issue – data support.

Theory remains theoretical after all. If he wanted to develop an energy mathematics for particles, he needed experimental data support. Some of the elements were outside the constructed system, so the data couldn’t be fabricated.

"Data, data..."

Zhao Yi initially thought of checking the data shared by the European Nuclear Organization, but their collision data was too complex. There were several teams involved in the statistical process and some of the statistical results wouldn’t be made public. ƒreewebɳovel.com

If he went to the Physics Department of the Science Academy, he might get some data, but it might not be helpful.

He needed specific data from collision experiments. frёeωebɳovel.com

Moreover, the data had to have detailed statistical results, and the requirements for collision experiment intensity were not high.

"That’s it, the High Energy Institute!"

Zhao Yi suddenly remembered a place. He immediately picked up his phone, found a number, and dialed.

...

At the Institute of High Energy Physics, Chinese Academy of Sciences.

Lin Li had stayed a full day in his office. Seeing that it was time to leave, he gathered his things, grabbed his briefcase, and was about to step out. At the entrance, he greeted the elderly guard, Old Man Wang, "I’m leaving."

"You’re off duty now, aren’t you?"

"It’s Li Sheng’s shift tomorrow, I’ll come back after the holiday," Lin Li said with a smile, ready to head out.

His phone suddenly rang.

Seeing the caller ID on his phone, Lin Li answered with surprise, "Hello, Professor Zhao?"

A voice from the other end of the line responded, "Hello, I am Zhao Yi. Is this Professor Lin Li?"

"Yes, it is."

Lin Li responded, then couldn’t help but ask, "What can I do for you, Professor Zhao?"

"Here’s the thing!"

Zhao Yi quickly explained, "I’m conducting a study that requires particle production, or collision data. I wanted to ask, is the data from the Institute of High Energy Physics classified?"

"Some of it is."

Without thinking, Lin Li replied enthusiastically, "But you shouldn’t have a problem. If you need it, I’ll file a request. You’re welcome anytime."

They quickly scheduled a meeting for the following afternoon.

Lin Li stopped in his tracks, hung up the phone, and walked back into the building. Old Man Wang asked, "Back so soon?"

"I’ll have to work tomorrow." Lin Li responded, somewhat excitedly.

After Lin Li entered the office building, Old Man Wang muttered to himself, "Working overtime? And he seems happy about it? Strange. Shouldn’t you complain a bit under normal circumstances?"

Soon enough...

Something stranger happened.

As evening fell, several people, including a director from the High Energy Institute, hurried to the office, their faces a mix of excitement and anxiety.

Old Man Wang, baffled, stopped Li Sheng and asked, "What’s happening?"

"Don’t you know? Zhao Yi is visiting our institute tomorrow," Li Sheng replied, "The director has instructed us to make sure he feels welcome. We need to maintain a good relationship with Zhao Yi."