Xu Mang?

Let Professor Xu Mang handle it?

Everyone present heard this opinion and immediately looked at Lao He who made the suggestion. In fact, many people had also thought of this solution, but out of rational considerations, they did not mention it at the meeting.

Professor Xu Mang,

Although he is one of the most outstanding people of the younger generation, he may not be able to do anything to face this problem. After all, metamaterials involve too many fields, and Professor Xu Mang cannot be proficient in every subject.

"Xu Mang..." Professor Lu Jianping couldn't help but show a hint of helplessness when he heard this proposal. He had also thought of Xu Mang, but for this reason, he did not contact him.

"Mr. Lu!"

"Let's give it a try." Lao He said seriously: "Maybe Professor Xu Mang can really help us solve the current difficulties."

"..."

Professor Lu thought for a while and said seriously: "We... none of us should be familiar with Professor Xu Mang. Will he do this for us? If we are rejected, it will be a bit embarrassing."

"I have a classmate at Fuda. He is the director of the Department of Materials and is very familiar with Professor Xu Mang." Lao He said, "Leave this matter to me and I will give everyone a satisfactory answer."

.”

final,

The meeting was over, and the plan was to ask Xu Mang to come to help. When everyone left the conference room, Professor Lu found Lao He.

"How confident are you?" Professor Lu asked.

"It should be big."

"Actually... to tell you the truth, this was brought up to me by Liu Guofang, the director of the Materials Department of Fuda." Lao He said with a bitter smile: "He asked me to contact Professor Xu Mang and gave me Professor Xu Mang's contact information.

.”

After saying that,

He took out a note from his trouser pocket with an eleven-digit number written on it.

Professor Lu nodded and said seriously: "Actually, I thought of asking Professor Xu Mang to come over to solve this problem a long time ago, but then I found out that he was very busy and was troubled by various things, so he never mentioned it. It just so happened that you

With such a relationship, it’s all thanks to you.”

"Actually, it's just a matter of making a phone call. It really doesn't work... Let my classmates come forward, and that's about it." Lao He said helplessly: "Now I'm worried that if Professor Xu Mang can't solve it, what should we do?

"

"There will always be a solution!" Professor Lu patted Lao He on the shoulder and left the conference room.

...

magic city,

Xu Mang rarely went to school, but stayed at home in a daze. One thing made him very angry. In addition to being hindered and stagnant in the metamaterial database, Xu Mang also had the problem of coaching the national men's football team.

Feeling anxious.

He is a pseudo-fan who only watches cup matches, such as the European Cup, Champions League, and World Cup. He occasionally buys football lottery tickets to make dull games more interesting, until he comes into contact with the national men's football team.

"The system...how many skill points are needed for the national men's football team to win the World Cup?"

【Sorry, we can't do it!】

"..."

"Alas...even the system can't save you!" Xu Mang sighed and glanced at the news on his phone. After Lippi left, the men's football team would face the problem of selecting a coach again, but Xu Mang felt that regardless of the selection,

No matter who is the head coach, they all look the same.

Look at the self-discipline of other players, and then look at the self-discipline of our players. How does it compare with Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi? People train at home or at the training ground when they have nothing to do, but our players... meet in a bar, eight

The abdominal muscles have been trained to the ninth level, and all ninety-nine have returned to one...a body full of fat.

"Am I asking too much?" Xu Mang thought that he compared them with Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi, which seemed a bit bullying. But if you don't focus on the world, how can you make progress? The field of scientific research is advancing by leaps and bounds, and in some fields

It's going backwards fast.

"never mind!"

"You can do whatever you want." Xu Mang completely gave up his plan to watch the World Cup qualifiers and devoted himself to scientific research. In fact, it would be better not to watch it... so as not to get angry later.

Sudden,

The mobile phone placed on the coffee table rang. I looked at the caller and saw that it was a series of unfamiliar numbers.

"Hello?"

"Who are you?" Xu Mang answered the phone and asked politely.

"Professor Xu Mang, I am a researcher at the Metamaterials Research Laboratory. My name is He Fang." Lao He said respectfully: "I'm sorry... I'm a bit presumptuous. I wonder if Professor Xu Mang has time now?"

Metamaterials Research Laboratory?

sure!

Director Liu is really reliable and very good!

"There is time!"

"Hehe... I don't play "Book of Heavenly World", so my time is not valuable at all." Xu Mang smiled and said, "Have you still considered it?"

Hearing Xu Mang's words, Lao He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He thought that his old colleague Liu Guofang still told Xu Mang, so he couldn't help but said: "I still considered it. We held a meeting. After Professor Lu Jianping's consideration, we finally decided

Agree with this opinion.”

"Uh huh huh!"

"This really requires careful thinking." Xu Mang nodded: "Then... when do we start?"

"As long as you are free, we can start anytime, anywhere." Lao He said seriously: "It depends entirely on you, not us... If you are free now, start now, and if you are free tomorrow, then start

Starting tomorrow."

Damn it!

so good?

Feeling a little strange?

"Then... let's start now." Xu Mang tried it carefully: "Send me the information. My email address is [email protected], which translates to handsome guy Xu Mang."

"..."

"Ah?" Lao He was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to react: "I...I will send the relevant information to your mailbox right away."

snap,

hang up the phone,

Xu Mang was sitting on the sofa. Facing everything that had just happened, he was still in a confused stage. Why did this happen so quickly?

In less than thirty seconds,

The cell phone buzzed, and Xu Mang knew that the other party had sent the information. He hurriedly came to his study room, opened his computer and logged in to his mailbox, and saw a latest email. Sure enough, it contained a compressed file package.

It took a minute,

Xu Mang downloaded the compressed package to his computer, and then... it made him a little autistic.

"I..."

"this..."

"What the hell is this?" Xu Mang was speechless for a moment. He looked at the data and research reports and found that this metamaterial, which he didn't know what to use for, was only half researched. He Fang actually gave the semi-finished product to

Sent over.

Thinking of this,

Xu Mang hurriedly picked up the phone and called He Fang, and the call was quickly connected.

"Hello?"

"I said Researcher He...this...what did you send me?" Xu Mang asked helplessly: "This...this is of no use at all!"

However,

He Fang once again misunderstood Xu Mang's meaning, thinking that he was helpless in the face of this problem.

"Professor Xu Mang?"

"Even...even you can't solve this problem?" He Fang sighed, with a hint of bitterness in his words: "I'm sorry...for disturbing you."

Xu Mang:???

What's going on?

What problem cannot be solved?

Are you and him chatting on the same channel?

"etc!"

"You...you called me to ask me to solve the problem, right?" Xu Mang asked curiously: "The research materials you just sent me are the problems you encountered in your research project, right? Let me take action.
To be continued...