Li Mo sat and looked at the flashing cursor on the screen and thought for a long time. Even if he could confirm the existence of this planet through the alien technology quantum wave monitor, how to prove it to the world would be a big problem.

Human thought has the inertia of imprisonment. Giordano Bruno defended and developed Copernicus' heliocentric theory and spread it throughout Europe, but he was burned to death in the Campo de' Fiori in Rome.

Galileo Galilei, the originator of modern astronomy, was sentenced to eight years of house arrest by the Vatican Inquisition in Rome.

Servetus, the inventor of modern medicine, was burned at the stake in Geneva.

If he does not want to become a "research object", then he can only prove the existence of this planet through existing technology or theory.

"Beep...Beep..." The phone rang. Li Mo picked it up and found that there were already three missed calls, all from the same number.

"Hello, hello, I'm Li Mo." Maybe he was lost in thought and didn't hear it, so he quickly answered the phone this time.

"Hello, Li Mo, I am Zhang Yang, the director of the school propaganda department. There will be an important welcome meeting for foreign guests tomorrow that you need to attend. Please come to the guest house on time at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning." A middle-aged man chirped on the phone.

He talked a lot.

"I don't have time!" Li Mo hung up the phone directly. He was not interested in social activities now.

In the school propaganda department, Zhang Yang, an officer, was holding a roster and a phone call that was hung up on. He was a little suspicious of his ears. There was actually a student union who refused the school’s foreign affairs activities and hung up the phone.

Maybe this classmate didn't know that the person he was about to receive was Professor Smith from Princeton, one of the biggest names in mathematics.

With this thought in mind, Zhang Yang dialed the phone that was hung up just now.

"Didi...", "Didi...", "Didi..."

The call was connected, and Zhang Yang cleared his throat this time, "Hello, Li Mo, I am hosting Professor Smith from Princeton this time. He is a big figure in the world of mathematics."

"Professor Smith is coming to our school so soon?" Li Mo on the other side of the phone was a little doubtful of the news.

Zhang Yang said unhurriedly: "Professor Smith is coming to Yanda to attend an academic conference. In order to show its importance to the professor, the school is planning to hold a welcome meeting in advance, and school leaders will also participate."

"I don't know Professor Smith, and I won't go to the welcome party." Li Mo was not interested in Smith. What he was interested in now was how to prove the existence of that planet to the world.

This time Zhang Yang understood that the student on the other side of the phone did not want to participate in this event at all.

If it was an ordinary student, Zhang Yang would have crossed out his name from the roster. But this "thorn" was personally named by Professor Smith's assistant. If he could not be invited to the venue, would it be possible?

What about pissing off professor smtih?

Zhang Yang, who considered himself rich in reception experience, knew that he had encountered a problem this time.

"Teacher Zhang, what are you thinking about while holding the phone?" A student union officer who had just finished decorating the venue opened the door and came in.

"Xiao Wang, do you know what happened to me?" Zhang Yang thought about being hung up on twice, feeling angry and funny.

The student named Xiao Wang came over, moved a chair, and sat in front of him. "Teacher Zhang, please tell me."

"I just invited a student to attend tomorrow's welcome party, but he hung up the phone twice." Zhang Yang shook his head and said with a smile.

Xiao Wang showed a surprised expression, "Who is so awesome?" He didn't know that there was a student who dared to refuse the call of the school propaganda department.

"Li Mo, Li Mo from the Department of Mathematics." Zhang Yang said angrily.

"Is he Li Mo, the genius from the Department of Mathematics?" Xiao Wang has heard friends from the Department of Mathematics mention that this Li Mo is the darling of Professor Wu from the Department of Mathematics.

"How about asking Professor Wu from the Department of Mathematics to persuade me?" Xiao Wang thought of a good idea.

Zhang Yang shook his head, "Professor Wu has already refused to attend the welcome meeting on the excuse that he is busy instructing students."

"And Professor Zhang, he said he is going to the kindergarten to accompany his grandson for a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow."

"Professor Li, I have to go to the hospital for a physical check-up tomorrow."

He now discovered that the professors in the mathematics department did not seem to welcome Professor Smith's arrival.

"I know Li Mo's squad leader, should I ask her to persuade him?" Xiao Wang thought of a good idea.

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, "Then it's up to you. Don't worry, I've noticed your usual performance. When your student union is re-elected, I will speak for you." He threw out a sweet bait.

Xiao Wang got the promise and left the school propaganda department happily.

Why is that planet, which has been wandering in the solar system for tens of millions of years, yet ignored by people?

Li Mo shook his head. He seemed to have touched the edge of the truth, but it seemed that it was far away.

Don't think about it anymore, blindly focusing on one corner of things often ignores the whole picture of things.

He turned off the monitor and walked out of the laboratory. It started to rain lightly outside.

Silks of light rain fell from the sky, covering the hills in the distance with white gauze like cicada wings. The raindrops were very thin and continuous. It was like mist-like rain, like rain-like mist.

Li Mo walked into the drizzle unknowingly, and strands of rainwater fell on him.

Suddenly, the drizzle seemed to have stopped, and he raised his head. It turned out that Zhou Dayong was holding an umbrella over his head.

"Thank you, Dayong." Li Mo felt that he was becoming more and more competent as a bodyguard.

"Beep beep... beep beep..." The phone rang.

"Hello, I'm Li Mo." The number showed that it was monitor Ying Sa Sa, and he answered the call.

"I'm Ying Sa Sa. Did a teacher from the school propaganda department invite you to a welcome party today?" Ying Sa Sa's voice on the phone seemed a little anxious.

Li Mo looked at the rain and mist on the hill in the distance, "Yes, but I rejected it."

"I know, now all the officers of the student union have come to me for help." Ying Sasha, who was opposite, hesitated for a moment, "Can you reconsider?"

The cloud of rain and fog on the hill seemed a little thicker, and Li Mo seemed to understand something, "What, are they threatening you?"

"That's not true, but the review of the quota for the poor students in our class is still in the hands of the student union. If we blindly go against them, I'm afraid..." Ying Sa Sa didn't say it completely.

"Okay, you go tell the student union officer that I will attend tomorrow's welcome party on time." He thought for a moment and replied.

"Thank you..." Ying Sa Sa said softly.

After hanging up the phone, Li Mo discovered that the cloud of rain and mist on the hill in the distance had been blown away by the wind at some unknown time.
Chapter completed!