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42
On the huge piece of paper.
Only this number was written.
“42。”
Lin Xian flipped through the paper and looked at the light. There were no invisible words.
Indeed.
There was only one number.
Cosmic constant-42
"Why are you being so mysterious?”
Lin Xian couldn't understand the meaning of '42', nor did he understand the use of this cosmic constant.
However, his intuition told him-
This cosmic constant was perhaps the most important secret in Einstein's reply.
"No matter what, it's not useful now. Let's put it away first.”
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Lin Xian burned the reply from Einstein.
Then, he placed the manuscripts into the folder and put them into his backpack.
Even if this thing was picked up by others, they would only treat it as a calculation paper for secondary school students.
It was getting late.
After Lin Xian washed up, he turned off the lights and went to sleep.
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Lin Xian soon fell asleep.
However, in the thermal room of the Forbidden City's management office, a group of literary bigwigs gathered there with worried expressions.
Anyone here would be a national treasure.
Painter, calligrapher, writer, poet, essayist
They represented the highest level of literature in the current Dragon Country.
It was already two o'clock in the morning.
However, this group of old men with an average age of 70 did not feel sleepy at all!
They surrounded the authentic work of 'Dream of the Red Chamber' in front of them and sighed.
"There is no ending! Why was there no ending? All that was left was that last poem! He couldn't vent his emotions at all!”
"Little Wu, get someone to send some quick-acting heart-saving pills over. I stopped abruptly when I saw the last page. I almost couldn't breathe!”
"I never thought that I would be able to see the last 40 chapters of 'Dream of the Red Chamber' before I die! However, I didn't expect that I would miss the last ending poem! I might as well die early!"
"If I didn't see the last poem, I wouldn't be able to die in peace! Why was there only one card left?”
"I'm so angry! This feeling of almost being able to pull out the last bit was like when one was taking a shit, almost unable to pull out the last bit! It's so uncomfortable!"
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To be able to make these literary titans say such vulgar words
It was obvious how agitated they were.
When they were outside, they were like immortals, calm and collected, and spoke like gold.
But now…
However, because he couldn't see the final poem of 'Dream of the Red Chamber', he was as anxious as a monkey.
Actually…
This was not their fault.
There was a famous saying in the literary circle of the Dragon Country.
At the end of literature was Redology.
As long as one studied literature, it was impossible to avoid 'Dream of the Red Chamber'.
Because this was the pinnacle of Chinese literature, combining both literary and artistic aspects.
If you don't understand 'Dream of the Red Chamber', you are not a scholar.
If you don't study 'Dream of the Red Chamber', you can't be considered a writer!
This group of old men was already half a step into the coffin.
When they found out that they would be able to see the last 40 chapters of 'Dream of the Red Chamber' in their lifetime, there was no need to mention how excited they were!
He didn't even sleep in the middle of the night.
They all shouted for their powerful children to go to the Forbidden City immediately! He couldn't persuade her!
But they never thought
The last 40 chapters of 'Dream of the Red Chamber' were complete, and the only thing missing was the final poem!
"Ah!"
The room was filled with sighs.
At this moment.
A short and skinny old man said,"
"Everyone, there's something I don't know if I should say.”
Then, everyone looked at him, and he looked at Liu Yanqing.
Liu Yanqing was the president of the Redology Research Association of the Dragon Country and the highest consultant of the Palace Museum.
He was the oldest person present.
At the same time, he was also the most influential figure in the Dragon Country's literary circle.
Seeing that Liu Yanqing did not speak, the short and thin old man continued,
"I'm not saying that I want to frame that young man. I really don't have that intention. On the contrary, I admire him very much! At least I don't have his noble qualities.”
" So, to be honest, I also feel that it's a little disrespectful to heroes."
After going around in circles, everyone in the room was annoyed!
They all urged him to say what he wanted to say and not keep them in suspense!
When Liu Yanqing heard this, he probably already knew what he was going to say.
He sighed and said slowly,"
"There are no outsiders here. If you have anything to say, just say it.”
The short and thin old man looked around and said cautiously,"
"Then I'll say that we'll talk about the matter as it is. Don't blame me, everyone.”
"I think that the young man who just became the honorary curator of the Forbidden City…"
"He must have read the last page!"
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