Chapter 259 How I Touch the Heart of Scientists

"Wow, look at that guy, it's magical!"

In the autumn of the UCLa South Campus, the green lawn gradually became a little yellow, and there were some falling leaves on the clean and beautiful campus road. The students coming and going made the whole environment full of youthful atmosphere. A group of five or six students were surprised to find that a tall man walking towards him was Shenqi Yang, and immediately surrounded him and laughed: "Yang, Yang! How are you? What are you doing in UCLa?", "Looking at the real cool, I saw Shenqi Yang for the first time!", "It feels so good!"

"Hi, dear guys, how are you studying?" Wang Yang looked at the group of happy Asian students and asked while walking. It was easy to see that they were all Chinese, because Koreans and Japanese people did not look like this, and they gave him a different impression. This is a skill that has been developed since childhood.

UCL has a very high proportion of Asian students, which can often reach 30%-40%, with whites accounting for more than 30%, Latinos 15%, and Africans accounting for 5%. California's Asian population only accounts for about 10% of the total population, so UCL has the title of "university-of-chinese-and-lots-of-asians".

Of course, the proportion of Asian students in major prestigious schools across the United States is very high, which seems very natural. The policy of taking care of minorities in the U.S. higher education system never includes Asians. This kind of good thing is only divided among students such as Latino, African, Indian, etc., while Asians need better application forms.

Looking back on his high school graduation, Wang Yang also applied for UCL and received an admission letter. As we all know, he finally chose UCL, a city rival with Robert Zemegis, George Lucas, who was suspected of not being able to learn something and dropped out of school in the middle...

UC's film and television college and institute are both ranked first in the United States, but the science college is much weaker; UCLA's Natural Science Department, including physics, mathematics, astronomy and other majors, are among the top in the United States, and are in the first-class team with Mit and CiT schools. Wang Yang stepped into UCLA's campus science department this time to visit David Salzbo, a dual professor of physics and astronomy.

"Very good! We are hollowing out the scholarship." A round-faced boy wearing frameless glasses spoke casually, and everyone laughed in a hilarious voice. A girl with short-haired jeans took out paper and pen from her backpack with interest, and said, "Shen Qi Yang, I want an autograph, I won't miss it." Wang Yang took over and said, "Okay, I'm going to make that set of "The Big Bang Theory"? You said there is scientific content. I'm a theoretical physics student. Will there be this?"

He tried to explain: "It's like saying 'string theory', you know that the biggest problem in modern physics is that the law of gravity does not match quantum mechanics." He made hand movements: "String theory is to try to change point particles into very small vibrating strings and circles in the theory to solve this problem. Will the Big Bang Theory have this aspect?"

"Don't talk about your string theory, okay..." A short-haired girl, another ponytail apple-faced girl, had a few black lines on her forehead. Who would put any string theory on a sitcom? Fanqi Yang is not a physicist! They have talked to many classmates about this topic, and they all believed that "scientific content" should refer to common scientific knowledge in life, such as "Can new and old batteries be mixed?", "Can your phone be placed on the bedside when you sleep?" and supplemented this knowledge while laughing.

String theory? Let it stay in the institute. Just as they were thinking so, Wang Yang, who had signed the name, nodded and showed a signboard smile: "Yes, I know string theory, there will be." They all felt that they were electrocuted and were stunned for a few seconds before they could react. String theory? It was a joke. Everyone didn't wait to think too much, but Wang Yang said helplessly: "Oh, for God's sake, why does everyone encounter me as a movie or TV? Isn't there anything else?"

"Of course there is! You and Jessica will get married in January next year, right?" The short-haired girl asked with a smile of interest. The girl with apple-faced girl's gossip has already burned: "This question may be a bit personal, but I really want to know! Shenqiyang, have you ever fallen in love with Chinese girls?"

"Let's talk about movies and TV." Wang Yang spread his hands and did not answer these emotional questions. The boy with glasses couldn't wait to ask: "One question, will there be Chinese characters in "The Big Bang Theory"? We've all had enough." The girl with short hair nodded repeatedly: "Yes, do something!" Wang Yang nodded silently, without revealing the specific information, and suddenly asked: "What do you think Chinese nerds are like?"

Several students looked at each other with uncertain expressions: "I don't know, modest? Introvert?", "I can't drink? Can't drive? Don't attend parties?"... The girl with Apple face admired: "I knew you were not nerdy at all."

"Thank you, thank you, I think it's a praise! Hey, I'm going to find Professor David Salzbo, so see you next time, bye!" Wang Yang smiled and waved his hands at them, then quickly walked towards the building in front. Several Chinese students watched him walk away, and then laughed and said, "He's so cool!", "What did he do with David Salzbo? Is there really a string theory?"...

Soon another student recognized Wang Yang, a group of white Asians and walked towards him in surprise: "Shen Qi Yang! You are here, there is a football match today? Do I remember it!"

In the office, a beautiful and vast map of nebula was hung on the wall. There were rows of bookshelves covered with thick books, and there were perpetual motion instruments, globes and other objects on the steel and wooden desk. David Salzbo, who was sitting behind the table, asked with a strange smile: "Why did you ask me to do TV series?"

He is a fat middle-aged white man with a fat figure, his chest under his shirt is bulging like a woman; his hairline has disappeared, and only the ears on both sides are bounded to the back of his head and there is a circle of black hair. However, his smile is simple and his nose is tall and big, and he looks like the kind of person who is easy to talk to and get along with.

"Well." A white drawing board in the corner of the wall was full of physical formulas that were tried, t→wb,br(t→wb)=... Wang Yang held his chin and stared at him for a while, pretending to be serious: "You obviously haven't considered the xx theory here, right? Professor Salzbo, you should use the xx theory, and you will find that there will be a big breakthrough in your thinking. Oh, cute! It seems that you are still in the era when Newton was just hit by an apple."

David Salzbao opened his mouth slightly, looking stunned, xx theory? He asked in confusion: "Well, what xx theory?"

"Haha! Professor Salzbo, this is why I asked you to do TV series!" Wang Yang smiled and spread his hands, then tapped the whiteboard again, saying: "I can't understand these. No one in the Hollywood screenwriter team and the set team can understand these, let alone write them out and draw them out. If it was a shot just now, we needed this whiteboard, that line, and we needed a real physicist."

He came to the desk and sat down, fiddled with the perpetual instrument, looked at David Salzbo, and smiled and said, "Help us write clearly whether the space in this script is xx theory, xo theory, or xp theory."

"I think I understand." Salzbo nodded suddenly. He had never done consulting and participating in film and television or scripts, but as a smart person with high IQ, he naturally understood it at all. Salzbo was born in 1967, obtained a bachelor's degree in physics at Princeton University at the age of 22, and a doctorate in physics at the University of Chicago at the age of 27. He worked at the CERN Center from 195 to 97. Now he is a dual professor of UCL at the age of 36.

Usually he teaches students, sometimes in Antarctica to inspect and release scientific balloons; or in Switzerland to participate in the work of the Large Hadron Collider at the CERN.

Although in Los Angeles, he would ask someone who would have "friends of friends" working in Hollywood, Salzbo has indeed never been involved in entertainment. He asked: "You mean you deliberately designed the calculation formula on the whiteboard to be outdated and have loopholes; then another person pointed out the latest theories now and then laughed at him?" Wang Yang nodded and smiled, "Yes! That was the case just now." Salzbo immediately frowned and said, "But I can't write jokes!"

"No, you don't need to write it. We write this aspect, and you do fill-in-the-blank questions, it's like a translation."

Wang Yang stopped fiddling with the perpetual instrument, took out a few pages of temporary scripts from his pocket, and prepared to explain them clearly. He believed that David Salzbo would be interested in this job and would do a good job. Because according to the information in his mind, Salzbo was the script consultant for the original "Big Bang Theory" and was responsible for this job. He didn't want to spend time looking for others. The translator also needs humorous cells, tacit understanding and spirituality. If he met someone like "Sheldon Cooper", he really didn't know what would happen.

"You know that almost all scripts, movies, TV series that involve a certain professional field will have script consultants (fact-checkers), and they are experts in that field. Just like my movie "mit-21-team".

Hearing him say this, David Salzbo nodded and said, "I have seen it. In the past, there were people in Princeton who also played card counting, but it was not about physics, so I am now staying in this office." Wang Yang laughed and said, "Isn't telling jokes? I don't think so. Anyway, there are Jeff Ma as a consultant in "mit-21-team", "Prison Break", "The Devil Who Wears Prada"... You know, "CSI" and "Emergency Room" are the same. The difference is that "Big Bang Life" is a field of science, theoretical physics, applied physics, astronomy, mathematics..."

Salzbo took a page of the script handed over by Wang Yang, and saw that there were several scenes written on it, just like the "xx theory" just now. Each line had some blank spaces, and the brackets were written next to it: (Scientific content needs to be filled in). He looked at some of them as arguments, some were narratives, and some were scenes. The characters were doing experiments, and the brackets required corresponding experiments and names.

There are also star symbols below, and the annotations require "One star is easy to understand, this is the content of the 'first grade', and most people can understand it." "A few people understand the two stars, or search the information by themselves", "A very few people understand the three stars, and a few people can understand it after searching for it", "No one understands the four stars except professionals, and a very few people can understand it after searching for it", "Five stars require everyone to be confused, and people who are not a professor-level dissertation level cannot understand it."

The script is basically one star and two star. Salzbo only sees one three star, without four star and five star brackets.

"Professor Salzbo, your job is to fill in the brackets. Sometimes you can modify them based on the situation, but it must conform to scientific knowledge and retain the original concept of the script." Wang Yang said and handed him a page of the script, which was not bracketed, and explained: "Not all scientific lines require you to do it. Sometimes when we write them, you can help us check it clearly to ensure there are no errors and no loopholes. We don't want to be ridiculed. This is the script consultant."

"It sounds like marking test papers and doing test papers." David Salzbo looked at Wang Yang who smiled and nodded. He was very interested, but he also had a concern and asked, "Will you be very busy? I am a working professor and occasionally participate in some research."

Wang Yang shrugged. The busiest thing about sitcoms is the screenwriter. He said seriously: "It's not very busy. Normally, we will hand over the script to you for review one month before each episode is recorded. Just return it to us within one month. Of course, it's actually one episode per week. In the current situation, we will give you the scripts for the first 12 episodes of the first season in December, and we will start recording in March, and you have a long time."

"Your other job is to record scenes containing scientific content on the set, and you are here." Wang Yang turned around and pointed to the formula whiteboard behind him, and smiled: "You need to take care of the setter's scenes and provide the formulas on the whiteboard; if you want to arrange the laboratory scenes, just say whatever suggestions you have, so that everything will become more realistic; and you will also take care of the scientific dialogues between the characters. Record an episode every week, and you can accommodate if you don't match the time. We book the whole season and are very flexible."

"I seem to be able to deal with it, but I have never done such a job..." David Salzbo was still a little hesitant and could still consider it now, and he had to do it after signing a contract. He frowned and said, "I need time to think about it."

Wang Yang said ok, but he didn't expect Salzbo to think about it for too long because he was too nervous about time. He wanted to get the script consultant today!

Speaking of this office, who is good at physics and who is more nerdy, is naturally Professor NCL; but when it comes to sweet words and inspiration, no one in this school is the opponent of UC ungraded students, and the professor himself is very interested.

"Professor Salzbo, I hope that when you think about it, you know that "The Big Bang Them" will be an absolutely interesting and hilarious set of dramas." Wang Yang put his hands on the table and looked at David Salzbo seriously, saying, "But what I want to say is that this is a good opportunity to popularize science, no longer those ordinary milk, mobile phones, batteries... This is string theory, the law of gravity, quantum mechanics, Schrödinger's cat, Doppler effect! Professor, this is a science storm, this is a craze."

Listening to the rhythmic and ups and downs of this magical director, Salzbo felt his heart accelerated a little, and he was excited about something new to his experiment.

"Believe me!" Wang Yang pulled the globe hard, and the entire globe turned around at a speed that the naked eye could not see the map clearly. He continued: "It will arouse people's interest in science. Schrödinger and those cats will become Yahoo, Google's hottest search terms, the hottest! Do you have a blog? Your blog will suddenly have many tourists, and everyone is searching, searching, thinking, and everyone enjoys the fun and topics brought by science."

The fun of science, and the blog... Salzbo felt that the string of his heart was plucked again. He heard Wang Yang suddenly increase his voice: "This is popular science! This is the contribution to science. Ten years later, who knows how many people have embarked on the road of learning and exploring natural science because they watched "The Big Bang Theory" since childhood, came to UCL, sat in the classroom, and listened to Professor David Salzbo's lecture?" Salzbo moved his butt a little unnaturally.

"This set of dramas will make scientists superstars and will let them enter the world of ordinary people. They are no longer oil paintings or sculptures, no longer those Nobel laureates whose names are unclear, they are cute people."

"Here, professor, give it a try!" Wang Yang took the page of the fill-in-the-blank script and pointed to a bracket, urging Salzbo, saying, "Just here, help me try to fill it in." Salzbo looked at the bracket and said uncertainly: "A strange quantum phenomenon?" Wang Yang laughed, snapped his fingers crisply, and agreed: "What else? Cool! Professor, I know you are an applied physicist, making many novel and brave attempts. Is this how applied physics is right?"

Wang Yang spread his hands and frowned, "So why not try to be a script consultant, the person who brings science to 10 million, 20 million American audiences, 100 million, 200 million global audiences? If it is not now, then when?" He clapped his hands and said seriously: "Professor, I hope you will think of these when you think about it."

"Well..." David Salzbo couldn't help but take a deep breath, interested, time and reward, and was able to participate in this brewing new scientific storm. If it weren't for now, then when? Even though he knew that this young man was inspiring, he was still willingly motivated, and he felt a sense of passion all over his body, as if he had heard a master of physics telling his latest paper...

This is really, cool! Salzbo reached out and plucked the globe, nodded heavily: "I've thought about it, I'll join!"

"Wow! Congratulations, congratulations to me." Wang Yang smiled happily. The script consultant is a very important member of the screenwriter team. Especially for his current situation, the team needs to design certain scientific aspects from the beginning. Wang Yang stretched out his right hand and shook Salzbo, and smiled and said, "Professor, our screenwriter creative team will hold the first meeting in a few days, and you need to come."

"It should be no problem. I have finished my class this week." David Salzbo nodded, and a smile on his fat face. Wang Yang put away a few pages of the script and stood up, and smiled: "I really hope to visit the physical research rooms of UCL. Is it OK?" Salzbo also stood up, made a gesture of invitation, and said happily: "Of course, director, I will take you to see what UCL has not..."

After leaving UCL, he continued to be busy all day. It was not until dusk that Wang Yang drove back to the warm home. With a shout, he sat on the soft sofa, threw the key on the coffee table and immediately snapped. Danny had already rushed over with his head and tail, licking his palm enthusiastically. He closed his eyes and plucked his strength, "Jessica, I'm back, are you at home?"

"Yang, I'm making dinner!" Jessica's voice came from the direction of the dining room kitchen, as if there was still some fragrance. Wang Yang closed his eyes and continued to rest. Until Danny was tired of licking, he shook his head and got up to the fragrant kitchen. Jessica, dressed in casual clothes at home, was busy in front of the country-style cabinet. He walked over and hugged her waist from behind: "Hi, sweetheart."

He sniffed the fried meat on the gas stove below, it was really fragrant, and leaned into her ear and smiled, "They weren't you bought from Mr. Zhou's restaurant outside, right?" Jessica smiled suddenly with teeth, her eyes full of happiness. She controlled the shovel and smiled proudly, "Yes! I deliberately made it a little unpleasant now, and it tasted like I made."

"It's so cunning." Wang Yang smiled and leaned against her head. Jessica looked up at him, but felt his fatigue and a little heartache. Although she supported him very much, she was worried that he would exhaust herself. She kissed him on the cheek, stretched out her left hand wearing an engagement ring and touched his head, and smiled: "I'll fry a few poached eggs later. Your favorite food is 60% mature!"

"Do I want me to bring the microphone and takeaway book?" Wang Yang smiled. Jessica rolled her eyes and hit him with a smile: "If you get angry, I will make you burnt." Wang Yang looked at her cooking, thought for a while and smiled: "If we have that laser device, we can heat the pot through it, and then we can scramble the eggs." Jessica asked in confusion: "What does that mean? What laser? Is this what you gained in UCL today?"
Chapter completed!