The rise of nanometers

They were busy from 1:30 in the afternoon to about 6 in the evening. The four and a half hours of experiments left the three of them exhausted.

After recording the data of the last experiment on his tablet, Xie Qing shook his head exhaustedly: "Cunwu, Lingxi, that's it for today. Let's go eat first."

"Yeah!" Xiong Lingxi nodded feebly.

Cheng Cunwu also looked tired, showing a hint of laughter and laughter: "I'm so tired. I have been doing this boring experiment for a long time, and I feel suffocated."

Xie Qing, who was cleaning up the laboratory, replied with a smile: "Success belongs to those who can endure loneliness. Science requires talent and perseverance. We are still at the foot of the mountain, and we are still thousands of miles away from the top."

"Only when you endure loneliness can you become a monster!" Cheng Cunwu joked.

Scientific research does not have the passion and ups and downs that outsiders imagine, but only boring and monotonous repetition.

In real laboratories in China, the possibility of brainless operations like those in the movies is actually very low.

Of course, if they are Westerners, Tianzhu people, Japanese people, etc., these strange creatures may perform even more mindless tricks than those in the movies.

In these very normal areas, magical and realistic things have happened countless times.

Perhaps it seems like a stupid operation to the people in China, but it is commonplace and normal over there. To describe this situation in one sentence, that is:

I often don't fit in with other people because I'm not perverted enough.

Just like Xie Qing's team's laboratory, the safety measures are in place. As long as you don't commit suicide, there will basically be no major problems.

In accordance with the safety operating regulations, Xie Qing and the others completed the relevant processing in the laboratory before leaving and went to the cafeteria for dinner.

While eating, Xie Qing and the others discussed some experimental data.

When people are busy, it is often easy to forget the flow of time. In the blink of an eye, it is around mid-October.

Xie Qing and the other three were doing experiments while attending class. With their hard work and sleepless nights, they had accumulated a lot of experimental data, but they still felt confused about the laws of electric field synthesis.

In the dead of night, October in Mobei has begun to approach winter.

The surface of Lake Bell reflected the deserted moon, and the cold wind from Siberia ruffled the blue water of the lake.

Xie Qing's room still had the light on.

The glass window of the window was opened a crack, and the icy cold wind kept seeping in, keeping the figure at the desk clear-headed.

He raised his glasses, moved the mouse with his fingers from time to time, and looked at the pages of experimental data on the notebook page.

What a mess.

All the data is a mess.

They have done a lot of experiments these days, from amorphous carbon to carbon allotropes; from hydroxide and carbon dioxide to polymer organic matter; from triacids and dibases to various derivative compounds.

Although they successfully achieved the synthesis of some compounds, the rules behind it are still puzzling.

They encountered the same problem as other colleagues. They were unable to synthesize electric fields and form a complete set of synthesis theories. They could only use exhaustive methods like a blind cat and a dead rat, trying one by one.

Although the exhaustive method can also discover some synthesis methods, it takes too long. This is a very helpless method and the scientific research efficiency is very low.

Xie Qing naturally did not want to use the exhaustive method, so he hoped to find some useful patterns in the experimental data.

After carefully looking through the pages, he not only included the successfully synthesized data into the scope of analysis, but also analyzed the unsuccessfully synthesized data.

It's just that there are all kinds of strange situations in the various data, which makes people a little crazy.

Suddenly his eyes stopped on a set of data, which was a set of electric field transformation data of carbon dioxide. Judging from the data, the higher the temperature, the greater the probability that carbon dioxide would be ionized into elemental carbon and oxygen in the electric field.

This phenomenon is easy to explain. It is mainly because atoms and electrons become more active at high temperatures.

This is why many chemical reactions require high temperature and high pressure environments.

The lower the temperature, the weaker the electron activity of the atoms and the less likely they are to react with other compounds.

But the data that really concerned Xie Qing was the low-temperature and high-decomposition ranges that appeared in several of the transformation processes.

"The temperature is minus 42 degrees Celsius, and in the dry ice state, the infrared light in the 1365 nanometer band is irradiated for 13 seconds. When powered on, the carbon dioxide conversion efficiency increases by about 6.2 times..."

"The temperature is minus 68 degrees Celsius, and in the dry ice state, the infrared light of the 1365 nanometer band is irradiated for 6 seconds. When powered on, the carbon dioxide conversion efficiency increases by about 16.7 times..."

Seeing this abnormal data, Xie Qing fell into deep thought.

He speculated that dry ice and infrared light may have produced photothermal resonance. When electricity was applied, the chemical covalent bond of carbon dioxide in the ultra-low temperature dry ice was broken due to high temperature, and after absorbing two electrons, the decomposition reaction was completed.

This strange phenomenon made Xie Qing's imagination wander. He tapped his fingers on the keyboard and speculated line by line, which was annotated on the back page.

Then he searched for the photothermal resonance of materials on Suiren Journal and other paper websites, and found that this is a common phenomenon.

Most materials have corresponding specific light or radio wave resonance frequencies, especially in solids. This phenomenon is particularly obvious.

For example, the near-infrared light corresponding to gold nanorods forms a special photothermal knife technology.

Xie Qing downloaded a copy of the material resonance frequency, which contains not only the light and heat resonance frequency, but also the sound wave resonance frequency and the photoelectric resonance frequency.

By analogy, he was thinking about whether there is an electric field resonance frequency?

If a substance has an electric field resonance frequency, and under a certain special electric field intensity, a certain substance will show extraordinary decomposition or synthesis efficiency, that will be a huge discovery.

Thinking of this, Xie Qing couldn't sleep either.

While searching for relevant papers and information, he analyzed the raw materials and products successfully synthesized through electric fields.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment. He was immersed in his own world, peeling off cocoons and threads from the vast sea of ​​data bit by bit.

At this time, there were more and more contents of Xie Qing's annotations and notes on the back pages of the notebook.

From the dead of night, to the whiteness of the east.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone in his eyes through the window, Xie Qing gradually woke up from the dreamlike state.

Suddenly, a wave of fatigue surged up from his limbs. He hurriedly clicked save and sent a message to Cheng Cunwu, asking him to take a half-day off.

After sending the text message, he fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

Cheng Cunwu didn't ask anything. After all, people engaged in scientific research often stay up all night, which is normal.

Another day begins.

The cold wind in the early morning was like a knife, cutting the faces of the students, and many of them had their skin cracked by the cold.

Cheng Cunwu and others went to class as usual.

Xie Qing, on the other hand, was fast asleep in bed, and the ideas he had written all night long were still quietly stored in that laptop.

No one knows what changes this document will bring.

We can only wait for Xie Qing to prove whether it is true or false.

He slept until three o'clock in the morning, Cheng Cunwu packed him a chicken chop rice, knocked on the door and shouted:

"Aqing! Get up and eat!"

Hearing the shouting, Xie Qing got up sleepily.

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