"The winner of the 2023 Nobel Prize in Physics is-"
"Lu Zhou!"
Almost as soon as that solemn announcement and a downpour of applause filled the hall, deafening cheers erupted in the dormitories of Jinling University, more than ten thousand kilometers away.
"That's fucking incredible... two Nobel Prizes already."
"He's the first in our country, isn't he?"
"Forget our country. There can't be many people in the whole world who've won two Nobel Prizes, can there?"
"Holy shit. Just thinking that someone this incredible is our professor makes me too scared to skip class."
At that moment, it was nine in the evening, Shangjing time.
CCTV-1 had secured the rights to broadcast the Nobel Prize ceremony live nationwide. Aside from the television screenings organized by the university, almost every student on campus was watching the livestream on their phone through one channel or another.
It might not have been a blood-pumping competition.
But it was every bit as stirring.
Especially since the winner was a fellow alumnus.
Just nine years earlier, he had sat in the same classrooms and spent his days in the same library, fretting over the same workbooks, exams, and papers.
A winner of both the Nobel Prize in Physics and the Nobel Prize in Chemistry.
No other living scholar in the world possessed such an extraordinary collection of honors.
Watching the livestream on his computer screen, Ji Mo looked visibly excited, his fist unconsciously clenching on the desk.
"That's my mas-Academician Lu for you! He's fucking incredible!"
He had almost blurted out "master."
Remembering Professor Lu's warning when he had accepted him as a disciple, he immediately caught himself and changed it to Academician Lu.
"Yeah..." Standing behind the chair and watching Lu Zhou accept the medal from Charles XVI on the screen, Duan Siqi said