Things about living in Marvel

Chapter 33
Colt leaned on the chair boredly, watching the math teacher in front of the classroom explaining polynomial math problems.

"It's still a little uncomfortable." He thought to himself that he rejected the Avenger's invitation yesterday. Although he said that he really didn't want to be a superhero, who would protect others with his life, but after thinking about it, who didn't do it in the past? What about superhero dreams?
"Actually, it's because of a little estrangement with Zhao?" Colt sighed inwardly. He had always had a knot in his heart about Zhao's previous hints and guidance, which also magnified his resistance to the invitation. "Maybe another Captain America, Iron Man." Something like that, let me have someone I like enough to come, maybe I will agree with my brain."

Thinking to himself, he shook his head, what is this?Can't even make a clear plan for your own future?Can you still call yourself a super brain?

"Mr. Colt Carr."

Suddenly, the principal knocked on the front door of the classroom and walked in, temporarily interrupting the math teacher's lecture.

"Sorry for the interruption." The principal apologized to the teacher, then looked at the students again, "Who is Mr. Colt Carr?"

"Uh, I am?" Colt raised his hand and said with some doubts.

"Ah, very good, Mr. Carl, please follow me." The principal waved to him with a satisfied smile.

Colt got up suspiciously, and followed the principal out of the classroom under the eyes of others.

"Mr. Principal, did I make a mistake?" Although Colt could guess from the expression on the principal's face that it was probably not a bad thing, he still asked cautiously.

"Ah, how could it be?" the principal said with a smile, "The scientific paper you submitted won an award, and now a university has come to the school to interview you. You should take good care of it."

"Award? Interview?" Colt was at a loss.

"That's right, it's the science and technology competition you participated in before." The principal nodded, "It's just that you didn't seek guidance from the school's teachers for the competition, which kept us in the dark. This is a big surprise."

"Big surprise?" Colt began to sense that something was wrong.

"Yeah, this is MIT, so you have to take the interview seriously." The principal was very happy that his students could get this opportunity.

The two came to an empty classroom together.

"It's here, you go quickly." The principal showed encouraging eyes, and then watched as Colt opened the door and walked in.

In the room, sitting a middle-aged man wearing a clean high-end suit and already bald, he was flipping through the files in his hand.

Seemingly noticing Colt's entry, he raised his head, put down the document in his hand, and smiled kindly.

"Hello, Mr. Carl." He stood up and held out his hand.

"Hello." Colt also reached out and shook his hand politely.

"Phil Coulson." The man introduced himself with a smile. Although his smile was very sincere no matter how you looked at it, Colt always felt that it was a bit too perfect, "Professor of the Department of Physics."

"Hello, Professor." Colt thought for a while, and asked first, "The principal told me before that it was because of the submission of a paper for a competition, but I am sure that I did not participate in this so-called competition, and even I Didn’t even know there was such a game.”

"Ah, yes, yes." Coulson continued to smile, "I lied."

Looking at Colt's suspicious eyes, Coulson continued to explain: "We did this to avoid some disputes. Because through our understanding, your talent is definitely enough to enter the academy, so we found a Make us pay attention to your excuses."

"I'm more curious, how did you pay attention to me?" Colt continued to ask.

"It's simple, we looked at your test scores and did some comparisons in the database," Coulson explained.

"Do you still have this kind of database?" Colt asked. "I thought you only selected students based on the application materials students sent in and ETS test scores."

"After all, we are also the best university, so we always have our own selection methods." Coulson laughed.

"So, isn't this considered a black box operation?"

"Of course not." Coulson explained, "After all, with your academic level, you can definitely meet the school's admission requirements. How can this be considered a secret operation?"

"Okay then." Colt seemed to accept the fact, "So, how to interview?"

"Ah, it seems that you have no other questions, Mr. Carl, so let's start now?" Coulson restrained his smile and said with a more serious expression.

"Ok."

"First of all." Coulson looked down at the document in his hand, "Mr. Carl, can you briefly explain why you want to choose physics? Well, of course, you didn't take the initiative to submit a physics major Application, perhaps you could briefly describe your views on physics?"

"Do you have a view on physics?" Colt thought for a while, "If we must say something about physics, I think it is the principle of all things, everything we come into contact with, there is a reasonable explanation, and this explanation , is physics. Of course, this statement may be a bit abstract, but physics itself is a very abstract concept, and it represents human beings' exploration of nature. Well, if you want me to say, why I choose physics, it is probably because , I still have a lot of doubts about this world, and I want to solve these doubts as much as possible through the experience of my predecessors and my own efforts."

"Well." Coulson nodded, "But you said that physics is the explanation of all natural phenomena, so how do you explain magic? We all know that magic really exists in this world, and it seems that it cannot be manipulated by anyone. Included in the existing theoretical system of physics."

"Magic?" Colt thought for a while, "I don't think it's inappropriate to include them in a reasonable scientific system. As we all know, for example, Sol's lightning is magic, but this kind of There is no difference between lightning and lightning that we form through other physical means, which proves that magic may just be a means that we don't understand. Just like cooking, in the oldest time, people could only make fire by friction , and then cook food with an open fire, and now, we use an induction cooker to generate heat directly through electromagnetic induction."

"So, your point is that magic is just a technology we don't understand yet?" Coulson asked after thinking for a while.

"No, it's not so much a technology as it is a principle that we don't understand yet, like frictional heating and the direct conversion of electrical energy into heat through electromagnetic induction."

"Interesting idea." Coulson nodded.

"By the way, professor." Colt said suddenly, "May I ask what your research direction is?"

(End of this chapter)