Steel Rolling Mill.
Lunchtime.
The Vice Director finally breathed a sigh of relief.
No mistakes all morning, that's good.
Steel Mill Cafeteria.
Tao Yilun had already gotten his food and found a large table with a relatively large number of people to sit down.
To eat or not to eat?
There were men and women at this table, mostly men.
They were eating and chatting, a lively scene.
Tao Yilun had two choices.
One was the safer option: not eating for now, pretending to look at his phone, which could help him blend in.
The other was the risky one.
Take off his mask and eat.
Just act like an ordinary worker.
His face shouldn't be too eye-catching, especially without makeup and wearing a work uniform; eating quietly should not make him too conspicuous.
After weighing his options, Tao Yilun decided to take a risk.
To get a high score, he must seek wealth in danger.
The more convincing his portrayal, the greater his chances of winning.
So, after Tao Yilun sat down, he lowered his head, took off his mask, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating silently.
He had only taken two bites when he suddenly felt something strange beside him.
He turned his head in a daze to look.
Beside him.
A plump older woman was staring at him blankly.
Oh no!
Tao Yilun's heart sank.
Immediately after, he saw the plump older woman's entire face seem to explode, her eyebrows bristling, her eyes wide open, and a sharp scream: "Ah, Tao Yilun!"
Tao Yilun: "..."
It's over!
Of all the luck, he actually ran into a fan.
...
In the Research Institute.
Cafeteria.
Chen Feng sat alone in a corner.
A plate of egg fried rice was on the table.
Next to him was a notebook.
He was eating while continuing to write and draw in his notebook, seemingly deriving some formula.
Because the cafeteria was a fixed assessment point during meal times, hidden cameras had already been installed to record his state.
In the conference room of the Administration Building.
Lu Jun, the Head of Propaganda, was still holding his ground.
The loyal fans of the show around him hadn't left either; each had a boxed meal in front of them, eating while monitoring Chen Feng's status.
An entire morning had passed.
Everyone felt a chill down their spine.
From the live broadcast screen, Chen Feng looked exactly like a researcher; his behavior patterns and eye movements completely lacked the feel of a celebrity artist.
Very simple.
Ridiculously simple.
The most unbelievable part was the things Chen Feng was writing in his notebook.
They were simply too professional.
Whether it was listening to the report or writing a summary back in his office after the report meeting, he left no room for error.
So Lu Jun and these audience judges were also determined.
They watched him intently the entire time.
They just wanted to see how far Chen Feng could act.
At this moment.
He was eating in the cafeteria.
The way he ate and took notes truly resembled some of the older intellectuals in the institute.
Just as Lu Jun was racking his brain, gnawing on a chicken leg, someone beside him suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my god, the Big Director is here!"
The others also gathered around, chattering.
"Oh my, who did the Big Director bring with him?"
"Could it be a leadership inspection?"
"Doesn't look like it. Who's that white-haired old man?"
"Head Lu, do you know him?"
Lu Jun also craned his neck to take a closer look, then his body jolted: "Oh no, Academician Fang is here!"
"Ah? Head Lu, is that an Academician?"
"Academician Fang? Fang Chengmin?"
"It's him?"
"Academician Fang is here, will he give us a report?"
...
Everyone was incredibly excited.
Basically, every time an Academician came to the institute, he would give a report.
And what they brought was definitely the latest information and cutting-edge technological directions.
Everyone was pumped up.
At the same time.
In the live broadcast.
The Big Director and Academician Fang's group also slowly walked into the cafeteria, chatting as they went.
Along the way, many older researchers who were eating stood up to greet them.
Soon, this group of people passed by Chen Feng.
Chen Feng remained indifferent.
He was still engrossed in writing something in his notebook.
The group of people walked right past him.
But not long after they passed, the group suddenly stopped.
The white-haired Old Academician turned and walked back, stopping beside Chen Feng and looking down.
At that moment, Lu Jun's heart was in his throat.
What's going on?
Why did the Old Academician suddenly look at what Chen Feng was writing?
What was Chen Feng writing?
It wouldn't be some subversive slogan, would it?
Everyone else also jumped in surprise, exclaiming.
"Oh no, has Chen Feng been discovered?"
"Head Lu, does the Big Director still not know about this? This is a job you took on privately, right?"
"Has he been discovered?"
"If an Academician discovers that our institute hired an actor to liven things up, will he get angry? It would be terrible if this got reported up."
"Shh, stop talking! Head Lu is sweating."
"The key is, what exactly is Chen Feng writing?"
"Something's not right. Academician Fang's expression doesn't look angry; instead, he looks very surprised. Look, he's been staring at it."
...
Lu Jun also noticed.
Fang Chengmin certainly didn't stop because he saw something infuriating; he was clearly attracted by what Chen Feng was writing.
What exactly was Chen Feng writing?
Since people were gathered around Chen Feng, the staff secretly controlling the filming equipment also began to switch lenses and slowly zoom in.
The live broadcast screen gradually focused.
It focused once again on Chen Feng's notebook.
When everyone saw clearly what he was writing, they were all dumbfounded again.
WTF?
He was actually deriving quantum physics formulas.
And he was using the Fourier Transform formula for the derivation.
Among the audience judges, several who were proficient in quantum physics only took a few glances before exclaiming, "He's deriving something related to chaotic physics!"
"What? Chaotic physics?"
"Chaotic phenomena?"
"No way? That's the most obscure and difficult subject in nonlinear quantum physics."
"Old Xu, what are you talking about?"
"Holy cow, I'm serious. It's definitely a chaotic mechanics model. Look, his derivation steps are quite clear; I suspect he's almost derived the result."
...
Everyone fell silent.
Lu Jun felt his scalp tingle.
He was already surprised when he saw Chen Feng summarizing the old professor's report at the morning meeting, but he never expected Chen Feng to be deriving quantum physics formulas now.
Is this an actor?
Suddenly, everyone witnessed another shocking scene.
Academician Fang Chengmin actually sat opposite Chen Feng and began to converse with him.
Even the Big Director stood by, looking bewildered.
Many people also gathered around.
Then, they saw Chen Feng and Fang Chengmin having a lively discussion, pointing to the formulas in the notebook from time to time.
For a moment, everyone looked at each other.
What's going on?
Is today's broadcast wrong?
A minor entertainment star, a new actor, was actually having a back-and-forth conversation with a highly respected Old Academician.
What were they talking about?
