Into Unscientific

First floor lobby.

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Looking at Prime who left the scene without looking back.

Xu Yun looked at Thomson subconsciously, and asked hesitantly:

"Mr. Thomson, shall we come back at another time?"

Seeing that Thomson glanced at him, he turned to look at Werner aside, and said:

"Werner, tell this Mr. Luo Feng, who has quarreled with Dean Whewell these days?"

Werner immediately held up his fingers when he heard the words:

"Let me think about it. Yesterday, it was Professor Li Weilin. He thought the college gave him too little research funding, and had a two-hour argument with the dean."

"It was Ms. Guido Copeland the day before yesterday. She hoped that the college would give her some more courses next semester, and she ended up breaking a china cup."

"It was Mr. Marti Rios the day before yesterday. He suggested that all students who are in love should be expelled. The two quarreled from morning to afternoon."

"The day before yesterday it was Professor Tom Riddle"

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Looking at Werner who recalled last week in one breath, the corner of Xu Yun's mouth twitched slightly:

This brother's memory is really good. Is it because the professors are so brave these days?

be honest.

Although he had stayed in Cambridge for a year in his previous life, school history was not his main interest, and he never had a deep understanding of it.

At least this kind of more detailed background and past events, he is really not very clear.

But actually.

The professors of this era are really brave.

One thing was mentioned before:

William Whewell coined the word 'scientist' in 1840, and it was quickly adopted by the industry.

The reason for this is simple:

That is, the macroscopic world has passed the primitive stage thanks to the efforts of the sages, and this era is now in the "qualitative" period of modern scientific history.

At this era node, a large number of categories are being classified quickly and accurately.

People's emphasis on academics has reached an unprecedented level.

The society began to pay attention to academics, and the status of scholars naturally improved accordingly.

At the same time.

The president of Cambridge University is a nominal party like Albert, who is no different from a mascot most of the time.

Therefore, for many professors in the school, they are not afraid of the deans of one or even several colleges.

In this way.

There's a lot of flirting—maybe not overturning the table, but it's still common to spit on each other and smash a few glasses.

True characteristics of the times.

all in all.

Knowing that William Whewell had to fight with the professor almost every day, Xu Yun gave up the idea of ​​visiting another day.

Anyway, you have to encounter conflicts. It is better to hit the sun than choose the day.

Then Thomson took Xu Yun and Mai Mai to sign the visitor form, and followed Werner to the dean's office.

After the wheat takes off the axe.

Werner first leaned on the door and listened to the movement in the house, and then mustered up the courage to knock on the door twice:

"Dean Whewell, are you busy?"

After a while.

A male voice with no emotion came from inside the room, and it could be seen 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."

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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 of Thomson, and returned to the reception very interestingly.

Thomson nodded at him.

Then he took a deep breath, pressed the doorknob, and pushed the door open.

The dean's office is a small room of more than 20 square meters, and there is a desk similar to the executive desk of later generations just opposite the entrance.

To the left of the desk stands a bookcase full of books, and to the right is a sitting area made up of sofas.

The desk and bookcase are all made of wood, with exquisite carvings, giving people a simple yet luxurious look.

At this moment, sitting behind the desk was a little old man from England who was in his fifties.

At the bottom of this person's face is a mouth, above the mouth is a nose, above the nose are a pair of eyes and eyebrows, the facial features seem to have a nose and eyes.

This little old man was naturally William Whewell, and he stood up in good time as soon as Thomson entered the room.

According to his original idea.

When Thomson got up completely, he would walk to his side almost at the same time, and then he could greet him calmly.

Then he looked at Mai with gentle eyes, stretched out his hand in a friendly manner, and said, "Welcome to Cambridge University, classmate Maxwell" in an elder style.

The impression is perfect.jpg.

In fact, the initial picture of the whole process is exactly as he expected:

Thomson pushed open the door and walked towards him quickly, followed by a young man.

There was a wild beauty in the innocent smile of the young man, and he was holding an ax in his hand. What the hell is this horse riding?

Looking at the wheat with a silly smile and an ax in his hand,

William Whewell trembled all over, and subconsciously reached for the pistol in his drawer.

However, William Whewell is someone who can be the dean of Trinity College after all, so it didn't take long for him to react - he was a little stressed, this is the campus of Cambridge University!

at the same time.

He also noticed something else:

In addition to wheat, there was also an oriental man with short hair who followed Thomson into the house.

Who is this?

A merchant from the East?

Or a relative of wheat?

Or

He's Maxwell, and the one with the ax is actually the coachman?

Just as a series of question marks arose in William Whewell's heart, Thomson had already walked to his side, pointed to wheat and said:

"Mr. Whewell, fortunately, my mission has been completed."

"This is James Clerk Maxwell, the second fee-reduced 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 memory gap for a short time, and even forgot the routine he had prepared for a while.

He shook hands with Thomson hastily first, and then greeted Wheat while avoiding the sharp edge of the axe.

Then he looked at Xu Yun with searching eyes, and asked Thomson:

"Student Thomson, this friend from the East is..."

When Thomson heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise:

"Why, Mr. Whewell, did Mr. Temple not telegraph with you?"

Same as flashlight.

The telegraph was invented by an Englishman as early as 1801 (actually 1830), and now it has become an efficient and mature means of long-distance communication.

So take care.

Henry John Temple should have explained the whole incident to William Whewell after arriving at the outpost.

But why does the leader of Trinity College seem to be completely ignorant at this moment?

In an instant, a 400,000-word political game plot was completed in Thomson's mind.

Facing Thomson's question, William Whewell shook his head slightly and said:

"Mr. Temple attended a strategic emergency meeting not long ago, so he only set off for the border two days ago, and it is estimated that he has not arrived yet."

"So I don't know anything 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 planner of the attack, had died in the garrison, most of the English soldiers had been killed, and the few ordinary sergeants who had been captured were not eligible to have access to the inside story.

The only living person who knew the truth of the whole incident was Kurtz.

At this time, Kurtz has been strictly guarded by Sa Daoyi in the cell, and the location of the attack is in Scotland.

Therefore, before the arrival of Henry John Temple, England did not have the ability to figure out the cause and effect of the whole incident.

Think here.

Thomson temporarily changed what he wanted to say, and described the attack in detail:

"Ji Li Gu La. Abba Aba Gu Lu Gu Lu Meow Meow Meow."

ten minutes later.

William Whewell took a deep breath, looked around the three people in front of him, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes:

"I see."

He was really a little scared.

These days, the Great Britain Isle has not yet had trains running across the territory, let alone planes.

Therefore, if you want to connect wheat to Cambridge, there is only one option other than swimming:

carriage.

Compared with the uniqueness of the mode of transportation, there are great objections to the selection of the guide.

William Whewell believes that the goal of dispatching a professor-level figure is too big, and accidents are prone to accidents in Scotland.

As for Mai Mai's identity, it was far below the level of an army cross-border escort.

So after repeated discussions.

The school director finally chose Thomson, who is a fellow with Mai Mai and also an apostle of Cambridge.

Unexpectedly, even though Cambridge University had prepared so thoroughly, the whole process was still a bit thrilling.

Think here.

William Whewell couldn't help looking at Xu Yun, gratefully said:

"Mr. Luo Feng, thank you for being here this time, otherwise our Cambridge University will lose two very good students."

"At the same time, the two families behind them will also suffer irreparable trauma. You have saved more than two people."

"So on behalf of Trinity College and Cambridge University, and also on behalf of the families of the two students, I would like to thank you formally."

"Also, if there is anything Trinity College can help with, feel free to ask!"

Xu Yun winked at Thomson upon hearing this.

Thomson heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning. He walked up to William Whewell and put the letter from the Mavericks in front of the spokesperson of Trinity College:

"Mr. Whewell, please take a look at this first. This is something handed down by Mr. Luo Feng's ancestors."

Whewell glanced at Thomson in confusion, but picked up the letter and read it.

After a while.

Gollum—

Whewell's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and he swallowed heavily.

He suddenly raised his head, looked at Thomson, then at Xu Yun.

Then he didn't wait for Thomson to speak.

He put the letter on the table, strode to the window cabinet on the bookshelf, and at the same time reached into his pocket, as if he was looking for something.

After a few seconds.

Whewell's movements of flipping his pockets suddenly increased a bit.

I saw his two palms clapping back and forth on his body, his expression and tone a little hasty:

"Strange. Where's my key? Where did my key go?"

Xu Yun: "."

It turns out.

The saying "the more you need something, the less you can find it" can be called the universal theorem, ancient and modern.

after awhile.

William Whewell, who still couldn't find the key, suddenly thought of something, and came to Mai's side again, grabbed the ax that had been taken from Mai, and slammed it towards the window under control.

wheat:"."

Clang——

The glass shattered instantly under the heavy impact.

William Whewell directly ignored the shards of glass on the ground, and took out a small box from the window respectfully with both hands.

Then he put the small box on the desk, opened the lid, and took out a piece of paper.

William Whewell spread the paper flat on the desk carefully, 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 Mai Mai, and explained:

"This is one of Lord Newton's handwriting preserved by Trinity College. It can be regarded as the benefit of previous deans. The content is the request for making his own coffin board."

five minutes later.

William Whewell slowly raised his body, the flesh on his mouth was trembling:

"Mr. Luo Feng, is this a letter from your ancestors?"

When Xu Yun heard this, a trace of reminiscence and nostalgia appeared on his face just right, and he affirmed:

"That's right, Fat Yu, a brother with a different surname who was a life-and-death friend with Sir Newton, is an ancestor of my family."

"Our family has kept this letter for a long time, but it is a pity that my generation's family has fallen, and I have no face to face my ancestors and elders on the east of the Thames."

"So I had no choice but to take out this letter, hoping to exchange for a postgraduate place at Cambridge University."

William Whewell trembled less, and nodded thoughtfully.

The reason why he was able to become the dean of Trinity College, Cambridge University, is of course that the achievements in the academic circle are not low. After all, he cannot convince the public if he has no ability.

But more reasons still have to be attributed to his influence in society.

He is a well-known philosopher in Europe today, and he has a lot of power to speak in various aspects-otherwise, do you really think that any cat or dog who mentions the word "scientist" can be immediately known and accepted by the wider circle?

Because of this, William Whewell is arguably one of the most informed people on the global situation right now.

He is very clear.

The decadent country in the east is on the verge of collapse, and a bunch of hungry wolves are watching, ready to have dinner at any time.

influenced by.

Those Orientals who have been doing business or living in Europe these years generally have a hard time.

It is good for a simple business to be suppressed, and some of them cannot even guarantee basic human rights.

For example, when a cholera outbreak broke out in Rome in 1843, Italy simply forced more than 40 orientals to try the medicine themselves, and only eight survived in the end.

under such circumstances.

It is not difficult to understand that Xu Yun hopes to obtain the status of a Cambridge University asylum.

In 1850, the graduate students of Cambridge University were in the 3+1 mode, which lasted for four years.

During these four years.

Xu Yun can make friends in the school, and can avoid disasters in the school, and his personal safety can still be guaranteed.

Four years later, he will graduate from Cambridge University, and the postgraduate diploma will not only guarantee a great wealth in this life.

At least it would give him a decent living in London.

As for academic contributions?

William Whewell didn't think about this at all—what kind of academic level can such a person come in through the back door, really think he is his fat fish ancestor?

Of course.

William Whewell would not despise the other party too much, the current situation is simply a transaction.

A postgraduate position is exchanged for a personal letter that changed the trajectory of Sir Newton's life. If he still has to say a few words of contempt for the other party, then he is too sorry for his identity.

Think here.

William Whewell pondered for a moment, coughed lightly, and said to Xu Yun:

"Luo Feng, oh no, now I should still call you Mr. Luo Feng."

"Mr. Luo Feng, I'll tell you the truth."

"Although I, or Cambridge, really need this letter, Cambridge is a rigorous school after all."

"Therefore, we still have certain requirements for students' abilities or entrance scores, and we can't just let them go."

As he spoke, he held the handle of the ax, pointed at the wheat standing beside him with the tip of the ax, and continued:

"For example, student Maxwell, he was able to become a fee-reduction student at Trinity College because he passed the entrance examination questions we proposed."

wheat:"."

Xu Yun blinked and roughly understood what he meant:

"I see, Mr. Whewell, do you mean that I also need to pass the Cambridge entrance examination?"

William Whewell nodded, with no emotion visible on his face:

"Yes, this is the rule, please forgive me for not overstepping it."

After speaking, he rummaged through the drawer a few times, took out a test paper, and said to Xu Yun:

"This is the entrance examination paper for Cambridge. There are 50 questions in total. You must answer at least 40 questions correctly to pass the exam. The exam time is two hours."

Xu Yun couldn't help but tremble when he heard this.

Although there is a full 170 years between 1850 and 2022, this is a Cambridge entrance exam question, and the difficulty is obviously different.

In addition, there are still many mathematical theorems and even tools that have not been proven yet, so the problem-solving methods that I can use are actually relatively limited.

But things have come to this point, so we can only bite the bullet.

80% accuracy, there should be a chance, right?

Then Thomson moved a desk from a spare room next door, and Xu Yun started the test questions directly in the dean's office.

After taking 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 problem:

1+1=?

Xu Yun: "????"

Then he read on.

Second question.

1+3=?

third question.

2X4=?

And opposite Xu Yun.

William Whewell, with his hands behind his back and a dignified face, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly:

I'm talking about Cambridge entrance examination questions, and the affiliated junior high school of Cambridge is also Cambridge.

Note:

1. Cambridge really has a secondary school, located in the Eddington area in the northwest of Cambridge, and is the highest Outstanding in the Ofsted rating.

2. Sure enough, I knew that some readers would ask how the calf's hair was preserved. In this chapter, I put the real picture in advance, but the underwear has not been reviewed~

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