Ruan Wenye, sitting in the front row, turned his head with a smile in the corner of his mouth and glanced at Zhao Yi.
It didn't matter if the teammates looked at him, as they all knew he was indeed a rookie in physics.
A few people from the not-too-distant California Institute of Technology team also came over, pointing and gesturing in their direction, which was a bit hard to take.
Kaysa was one of them.
She and Zhao Yi exchanged a glance, then a hint of a smile appeared on her lips – did Zhao Yi see derision in it?
"Damn it!"
"Was it really necessary to sleep?"
Zhao Yi felt quite unhappy in his heart: he intended to listen seriously to the content, but as soon as a professor went on stage, he spoke a bunch of incomprehensible gibberish, like all kinds of electronic magnetic field pressure ranges, with various possible particle data...
In short, he didn't understand any of it!
Fortunately, the conference ended quickly.