“I had a question about the theorem you were talking about. The one that defines the nature of electricity in its particle state?”
“Well,” said Fleinhart, nodding, “that is a difficult concept to grasp. I can understand how someone as young as you might find that challenging.” He walked over to the board and wrote out the theorem. “Now...”
“I think it’s wrong,” Charlie blurted out.
Fleinhart stopped, chalk poised over the blackboard and turned slowly.
“You think it’s wrong? You think a fundamental theorem of physics, which has been used for almost 70 years, is wrong?”
Charlie nodded. “Yeah. The math just doesn’t work out. I did some equations last night.”
He pulled out his notebook and flipped it open. Fleinhart took the notebook and began gingerly flipping through it. There were nearly 20 pages of notes, completely filling each page, front and back. His face seemed to implode slowly, page by page.
“So,” he finally said, “you decided to completely revolutionize modern physics last night. Just...” he shrugged.

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