He looked at Prime who left the scene without looking back.
Xu Yun subconsciously looked at Thomson and asked hesitantly:
"Mr. Thomson, should we come back at another time?"
Thomson glanced at him, turned to look at Werner aside, and said:
"Werner, tell Mr. Luo Feng, who has had any quarrels with Dean Whewell these days?"
When Werner heard this, he immediately raised his fingers:
"Let me think about it... Yesterday, Professor Levi Lin thought that the research funding given to him by the college was too small, and he argued with the dean for two hours..."
"It was Ms. Guido Copeland the day before yesterday. She hoped that the college would arrange more classes for her next semester. In the end, she broke a porcelain cup..."
"The day before yesterday, it was Mr. Marty Rios. He suggested that all students who fall in love should be expelled. The two of them quarreled from morning to afternoon..."
"The day before yesterday it was Professor Tom Riddle..."
"...."
Looking at Werner who recalled last week in one breath, Xu Yun's mouth suddenly twitched slightly:
This brother has such a good memory... I'm wrong. Shouldn't professors these days be so brave?
be honest.
Although he spent a year in Cambridge in his previous life, the history of the school was not his focus and he never had a deep understanding of it.
At least he really didn't know much about the detailed historical background and past events.
But actually...
Professors in this era are really so brave.
One thing was mentioned before:
William Whewell coined the word 'scientist' in 1840, and it was quickly adopted by the entire profession.
The reason for this is simple:
That is, the macroscopic world has passed through the primitive stage due to the efforts of the sages, and this era is now in the "definitive" period of modern scientific history.
In this era, a large number of categories are being classified quickly and accurately.
People's emphasis on academics has reached an unprecedented level.
Society began to take academics seriously, and the status of scholars naturally improved accordingly.
At the same time.
The president of the University of Cambridge is also a nominal party member like Albert, who is no different from the mascot most of the time.
Therefore, for many professors on campus, they are not actually afraid of the deans of one or even several colleges.
This way.
Naturally, there are more fights - maybe not to the point of flipping the table over, but it's still very common to spit on each other and smash a few glasses.
True characteristics of the times.
all in all.
Now that he knew that William Whewell had to fight with the professor almost every day, Xu Yun gave up the idea of visiting him another day.
Anyway, you have to encounter conflicts. It is better to choose a day than to hit it.
Then Thomson took Xu Yun and Mai to sign the visitor form and followed Werner outside the dean's office.
After Wheat removes the axe.
Werner first leaned against the door and listened to what was going on inside the house, then mustered up the courage to knock on the door twice:
"Dean Whewell, are you busy?"
After a while.
An emotionless male voice came from the room, and it was obvious that the people in the room were still angry:
"What's up?"
"Dean Whewell, Mr. Thomson wants to visit you, and he asked me to tell you that his mission has been completed."
"..."
Whewell in the room was silent for a few seconds, and his tone softened significantly when he spoke:
"You let him in."
"OK."
Werner made a farewell gesture to the three Thomsons and returned to the reception desk in a smart manner.
Thomson nodded to him.
Then he took a deep breath, pressed the doorknob, and opened the door.
The dean's office is a small room of more than 20 square meters. Directly opposite the entrance is a desk similar to the executive desk of later generations.
To the left of the desk stands a bookcase filled with books, and to the right is a reception area consisting of a sofa.
The desk and bookcase are both wooden structures, with exquisite carvings, giving them a simple yet luxurious look.
At this time, sitting behind the desk was a young British man in his fifties.
At the bottom of this person's face is a mouth, above the mouth is a nose, and above the nose are a pair of eyes and eyebrows. The facial features look like a nose and eyes.
This little old man was naturally William Whewell. As soon as Thomson entered the room, he stood up in time.
According to his original idea.
When Thomson stands up completely, he will almost come to his side, and then he can say hello to him calmly.
Then he looked at Xiaomai with gentle eyes, extended his hand in a friendly manner, and said in an elder-like manner, "Welcome to Cambridge University, Mr. Maxwell."
The impression is perfect.jpg.
In fact, the initial image of the entire process was exactly as he expected:
Thomson opened the door and walked quickly towards him, followed by a young man.
There is a wild beauty in the innocent smile of the young man, and he is holding an ax in his hand... What the hell is this horse riding thing?
Looking at wheat with a silly smile on his face and an ax in his hand,
William Whewell's whole body suddenly trembled, and he subconsciously reached for the percussion gun in his drawer.
However, William Whewell was a person who could be the dean of Trinity College after all, so it didn't take long for him to realize that he was a little stressed, this was the University of Cambridge!
at the same time.
He also noticed something else:
Besides Wheat, there was also an Oriental with short hair who followed Thomson into the house.
Who is this?
A businessman from the East?
Or a relative of wheat?
Or......
He is Maxwell, and the one with the ax is actually the coachman?
Just as a series of questions arose in William Whewell's mind, Thomson had already walked to his side, pointed at the wheat and said:
"Mr. Whewell, fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."
"This is James Clerk Maxwell, the second fee-reduction student in the history of our Trinity College."
William Whewell: "..."
Interrupted by the sudden appearance of the ax and Xu Yun, William Whewell had a brief memory lapse, and for a moment he actually forgot the number of tricks he had prepared.
He first shook hands with Thomson a little hastily, and then said hello to Mai while avoiding the sharp edge of the axe.
Then he looked at Xu Yun with probing eyes and asked Thomson:
"Classmate Thomson, this Eastern friend is..."
When Thomson heard this, he was stunned for a moment and said in surprise:
"Why, Mr. Whewell, didn't Mr. Temple send a telegram to you?"
Same as a flashlight.
The telegraph was invented by a British as early as 1801 (actually 1830), and now it has become an efficient and mature means of long-distance communication.
So it stands to reason.
Henry John Temple should have explained the entire incident to William Whewell after arriving at the post.
But why does the top leader of Trinity College seem completely unaware at this time?
In an instant, Thomson's mind filled up a 400,000-word political game plot.
Faced with Thomson's question, William Whewell shook his head slightly and said:
"Mr. Temple attended a strategic emergency meeting not long ago, so he only left for the border two days ago. He probably hasn't arrived yet."
"So I know nothing about the real situation of the whole thing except that you were attacked - after all, the English army was the attacker, and it is impossible for the Scots to tell us the situation in detail."
Only then did Thomson understand.
Grant, the mastermind of the attack, had died in the garrison, most of the English soldiers had been killed, and the few ordinary sergeants who were captured were not qualified to have access to the inside information.
The only living person who knows the truth about the entire incident is Kurtz.
At this time, Kurtz was already in a cell under strict supervision by Sadoyi, and the location of the attack was in Scotland.
Therefore, before Henry John Temple arrived, England was indeed unable to understand the cause and effect of the entire incident.
Think of this.
Thomson temporarily changed what he originally wanted to say and told the story of the attack in detail:
"Jili Gua La... Aba Aba... Gulu Gulu... Meow Meow Meow..."
ten minutes later.
William Whewell took a deep breath and looked around at the three people in front of him, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes:
"I see......"
He was really a little scared.
At this time, the island of Great Britain does not yet have trains running across the entire territory, let alone planes.
Therefore, if you want to transport wheat to Cambridge, there is only one option besides swimming:
carriage.
Compared with the uniqueness of the transportation method, there are great objections to the selection of the guide.
William Whewell believed that the target of sending out professor-level figures was too large, and accidents could easily occur in Scotland.
As for Mai's status, it is far from the level of military cross-border escort.
So after repeated discussions.
The school directors finally selected Thomson, who was a fellow villager of Maimai and was also an apostle of Cambridge.
Unexpectedly, even though Cambridge University was so well prepared, the whole process was still a bit thrilling.
Think of this.
William Whewell couldn't help but look at Xu Yun and said gratefully:
"Mr. Luo Feng, thanks to your presence this time, otherwise our University of Cambridge would have lost two very outstanding students."
"At the same time, the two families behind them will also suffer irreparable trauma. You saved more than two people."
"So on behalf of Trinity College and the University of Cambridge, and also on behalf of the families of the two students, I would like to formally express my gratitude to you."
"Besides, if there is anything Trinity College can do to help, please feel free to ask!"
When Xu Yun heard this, he winked at Thomson.
Thomson knew the elegant meaning after hearing the song. He walked up to William Whewell and placed the letter from Mavericks in front of the Trinity College talker:
"Mr. Whewell, please take a look at this first. This is something handed down from Mr. Luo Feng's ancestors."
Whewell gave Thomson a confused look, but still picked up the letter and read it.
After a while.
Gulu——
Whewell's Adam's apple rolled a few times and he swallowed hard.
He suddenly raised his head, looked at Thomson, and then at Xu Yun.
Then he didn't wait for Thomson to speak.
He put the letter on the table, rushed to the bookshelf and window cabinet, and at the same time put his hand into his pocket, as if he was taking out something.
A few seconds later.
Whewell's movement of flipping his pockets suddenly became a little louder.
I saw him patting his body with his two palms, his expression and tone a little urgent:
"Strange... Where are my keys? Where did my keys go?"
Xu Yun: "......"
Facts prove.
"The more you need something, the harder it is to find it." This sentence can be called a universal theorem, applicable to ancient and modern times.
after awhile.
William Whewell, who still couldn't find the key, suddenly thought of something, and ducked to Wheat's side, grabbed Wheat's ax, and threw it at the window with controlled force.
wheat:"......."
Bang——
The glass shattered instantly under the heavy impact.
William Whewell ignored the glass shards on the ground and took out a small box from the display window with both hands respectfully.
Then he placed the small box on the desk, opened the lid, and took out a piece of paper.
William Whewell laid the paper flat on the desk with great care, took out a magnifying glass from the pen holder, and bent down to examine it.
See this situation.
Thomson quietly walked to Xu Yun and Xiaomai and explained:
"This is one of the handwritings of Lord Newton preserved by Trinity College. It is regarded as a benefit for successive deans. The content is the requirements for making his own coffin board."
five minutes later.
William Whewell slowly raised his body, his lips trembling:
"Mr. Luo Feng, this is...this is your ancestral letter?"
When Xu Yun heard this, a hint of reminiscence and nostalgia appeared on his face, and he affirmed:
"That's right, Feiyu, the brother of a different surname who was a life-and-death friend to Sir Newton, is an ancestor of my family."
"Our family has always kept this letter, but it is a pity that my family has declined and I have no face to face my ancestors and elders on the east side of the Thames."
"So I had no choice but to take out this letter, hoping to exchange it for a graduate student place at Cambridge University."
William Whewell trembled less and nodded thoughtfully.
The reason why he became the dean of Trinity College, Cambridge University was that his achievements in the academic circle certainly accounted for a large proportion. After all, he could not convince the public without ability.
But more of the reasons have to be attributed to his influence in society.
He is a well-known philosopher in Europe today and has a great say in all aspects - otherwise, do you really think that just any cat or dog who mentions the word "scientist" will be immediately known and accepted by the broad circle of people?
Because of this, William Whewell can be said to be one of the people who best understands the global situation.
He knows it very well.
The decadent country in the East is on the verge of collapse. A bunch of hungry wolves are watching, ready to have a meal at any time.
influenced by.
In recent years, life for Easterners doing business or living in Europe has generally been difficult.
It's fine if businesses are suppressed, but sometimes basic human rights cannot be guaranteed.
For example, when a cholera outbreak broke out in Rome in 1843, Italy simply forced more than 40 Easterners to try the medicine on themselves, and in the end only eight people survived.
under such circumstances.
Xu Yun hopes to obtain a Cambridge University status asylum, which is not difficult to understand.
In 1850, the graduate students at Cambridge University were in the 3+1 model, which lasted four full years.
During these four years.
Xu Yun can make friends in school and avoid disasters in school, and his personal safety can still be guaranteed.
When he graduates from Cambridge University four years later, his postgraduate diploma will guarantee him great wealth in his life.
At least it would allow him to live a decent life in London.
As for academic contributions?
William Whewell didn't think about this at all - what kind of academic level could such a person who came in through the back door have? Did he really think he was his fat fish ancestor?
Of course.
William Whewell didn't despise the other party that much. To put it bluntly, the current situation was just a transaction.
A postgraduate spot was exchanged for an autographed letter that changed the course of Sir Isaac Newton's life. If he had to say something contemptuous to the other party, then he would be very sorry for his status.
Think of this.
William Whewell pondered for a moment, coughed slightly, and said to Xu Yun:
"Luo Fengtong...oh no, I should still call you Mr. Luo Feng now."
"Mr. Luo Feng, I won't hide anything from you."
"Although I...or Cambridge, really need this letter, but Cambridge is a rigorous school after all."
"Therefore, we still have certain requirements for students' abilities or admission scores, and we cannot just let them go."
As he spoke, he took the ax handle, pointed with the tip of the ax at the wheat standing beside him, and continued:
"For example, Maxwell was able to become a reduced-fee student at Trinity College because he passed the entrance examination we proposed."
wheat:"......"
Xu Yun blinked and roughly understood what he meant:
"I understand, Mr. Whewell, do you mean that I also need to pass the Cambridge entrance examination?"
William Whewell nodded, with no emotion on his face:
"Yes, these are the rules. Please forgive me for not violating them."
After saying that, he flipped through the drawer a few times, took out a test paper, and said to Xu Yun:
"This is Cambridge's entrance exam. There are 50 questions in total. You must answer at least 40 questions correctly to pass. The exam lasts two hours."
When Xu Yun heard this, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Although there is a full 170 years between 1850 and 2022, this is Cambridge's entrance examination question, and the difficulty is obviously different.
In addition, there are still many mathematical theorems and even tools that have not been proven at this time, so the problem-solving methods that I can use are actually relatively limited.
But now that things have come to this, we can only bite the bullet and go ahead.
With an accuracy rate of 80%, there should be a chance, right?
Then Thomson moved a table from a spare room next door, and Xu Yun started doing the test questions directly in the dean's office.
After receiving the test paper.
Xu Yun took a deep breath and looked at the test paper solemnly.
I saw that the beginning of the test paper was a math question:
1+1=?
Xu Yun: "????"
Then he continued to read.
Question two.
1+3=?
Question three.
2X4=?
And opposite Xu Yun.
William Whewell, who had his hands behind his back and a solemn expression, slightly raised the corners of his mouth:
I'm talking about the Cambridge entrance examination questions. The junior high school affiliated to Cambridge is also Cambridge...
.......
Note:
1. Cambridge does have a secondary school, located in the Eddington area in the northwest of Cambridge, and it has the highest Outstanding rating from Ofsted.
2. Sure enough, I knew that some readers would ask how the calf hair was preserved. In this chapter, I included pictures of the real thing in advance, but the underwear did not pass the review~
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