Hearing this, Ye Jianguo, who was in charge of the general design of the fourth-generation aerospace fighter engines, immediately looked at Lu Yong and asked, "Who do you think can solve this problem?"
"Chu Yang," Lu Yong said slowly.
As his voice fell, everyone in the conference room began to whisper among themselves:
"Who is Chu Yang? What field is he an expert in? Why have I never heard that name in China?"
"Is there any expert named Chu Yang in aerospace research?"
"Chief Engineer Ye is the vice president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and even he isn't sure he can solve this problem. Can this guy named Chu Yang come and fix it for us?"
Whether it was the research projects they participated in or the ones Chu Yang led, all of them were classified as top-secret.
Not to mention that Chu Yang's current status in China was absolute SSS-level top secret!
Therefore, basically everyone present had not yet heard of Chu Yang.
Only Ye Jianguo, standing at the head of the crowd, shifted his expression slightly, looked at Lu Yong, and asked, "Is the Chu Yang you mentioned the chief designer of that project you once participated in?"
As the vice president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, he was relatively well-informed. Besides, back when they nominated Chu Yang for senior academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the elders of the academy had even held a meeting together.
He had a certain understanding of Chu Yang's achievements.
"Yes, it's him," Lu Yong nodded heavily.
Ye Jianguo asked dubiously, "Can you invite him over?"
As far as he knew, wasn't that little fellow wasting his time studying at Peking University now?
That's right, wasting time.
Those old folks all had some understanding of Chu Yang's research talent.
In three years, he had built a 1nm photolithography machine from scratch, single-handedly propelling Huaxia's chip development to the pinnacle of the world!
With such research talent, he almost wanted to keep the little fellow locked in the research base 24 hours a day to do research.
Lu Yong nodded and said, "I can't guarantee it, but we have to try."
Ye Jianguo pondered for a few seconds, a hint of anticipation gradually growing in his eyes, and finally nodded. "Then go ahead and try. Coincidentally, I'd really like to meet that interesting little fellow."
They were all old now, and the future of Huaxia's scientific research would ultimately have to be handed over to the young people!
...
Early the next morning.
While packing his clothes in the dormitory, Chu Yang spoke into the phone to Lu Yong on the other end: "No problem, no problem at all. I'll buy a ticket for the earliest flight over later, and I should arrive tonight."
After that, Chu Yang hung up the phone.
Zhu Pengfei, just waking up from bed, hazily scratched the back of his head, looked up at Chu Yang packing his luggage, and asked with confusion, "Third, you're packing your things this early in the morning. What are you doing?"
"Something came up at home, and I need to go back for a trip," Chu Yang said in a deep voice.
He had just received a call from Lu Yong, who wanted to invite him to consult on the design and research work of the fourth-generation aerospace fighter engine.
Normally, this matter didn't require his participation.
But he also understood.
Once he devoted himself to scientific research, he no longer belonged solely to himself.
Just like a few months ago.
At the research base, after completing his coming-of-age ceremony, the words he wrote down on his Party membership application form:
—I am willing to actively devote myself to scientific research, using the power of knowledge and technology to serve the country with my life, and fight for it for the rest of my life!
Some things always had to be done by someone!
...
"Going back?" Zhu Pengfei snapped awake instantly. "Holy crap, you're not planning to skip military training, are you?"
"I've already cleared it with the school."
"Oh!" Zhu Pengfei nodded, half-understanding.
You don't have to attend military training just by clearing it with them?
Then he continued to ask, "How long are you going to be gone?"
"A week if it's fast, and if it's slow, I estimate I'll be back just as your military training ends."
He was only going over to help consult.
He wouldn't be involved in the main planning and research.
Two weeks at most would be enough!
Zhu Pengfei woke up completely: "Holy crap, brat, you aren't doing this just to dodge military training, are you?"
A week if fast.
Back after military training if slow.
Needless to say.
He was definitely coming back after the military training was over.
Chu Yang slowly raised his head: "Life is hard, boss, no need to expose me."
Zhu Pengfei waved his hands repeatedly: "Fine, fine, I'm just joking with you. If you have matters at home, go take care of them first."
Then he smiled again: "It's fine if you don't participate in military training. If it weren't for your face, who would even look at the other three of us in the dorm during military training? You just disappear for half a month, and come back after we've found girlfriends, hahaha."
The corners of Chu Yang's mouth curved into a smile: "I hope so."
"Right," Zhu Pengfei suddenly asked, "You're leaving so suddenly, did you say goodbye to Campus Belle Lin?"
Chu Yang's hands paused in the middle of packing his clothes.
...
The girls' dormitory.
The morning sun streamed through the window onto the dormitory floor.
Rubbing her throbbing forehead with a slight headache, Lin Qingxue stretched lazily and asked Li Qian, who was already up in the neighboring bed, "Little Qianqian, what time is it?"
"Seven o'clock, still early," Li Qian smiled.
"I'm not sleeping anymore." Lin Qingxue quickly climbed down from her bunk, rubbed her sleep-drenched eyes, and asked, "Did I get drunk last night? I vaguely remember... did I hug someone?"
"Yo, I thought you suffered a memory blackout," Li Qian laughed, pulling out her phone immediately and tapping on the video she recorded last night: "Well? Do you want me, your big sister, to help jog your memory?"
"You even recorded a video?" Lin Qingxue exclaimed in helpless frustration. "I really have to hand it to you!"
Li Qian handed her phone over to Lin Qingxue: "Take a look for yourself. Do you remember the person who carried you back?"
Lin Qingxue quickly grabbed the phone.
Seeing the image on the phone screen, she froze on the spot.
The phone was playing the scene of Chu Yang carrying her back to school.
It even recorded Chu Yang's exact words: "If you're going to film, remember to make me look handsome."
In an instant, various memories flooded her mind continuously:
"Qingxue, Qingxue, accompany me to the little shop."
"No, I have to do my homework."
"Chu Yang is going."
"Let's go."
...
"Here, have some potato chips."
"They fell on the ground?"
"Chu Yang, you jerk, eat them or not!"
...
One drop, two drops.
A continuous stream of tears quickly flowed from Lin Qingxue's eyes.
As if afraid that Chu Yang would vanish, after watching the video once, Lin Qingxue hurriedly scrambled down from the bed, stared wide-eyed at Li Qian, and asked, "Little Qianqian, how do you know Chu Yang? Where is he now?"
Li Qian replied, "He's a freshman in our Economics and Management department. After you got drunk last night, he showed up, and then you threw yourself into his arms, and after that, he carried you back."
Li Qian probed further with a side remark: "Qingxue, don't tell me he's that boyfriend of yours who supposedly died three years ago?"
"I'm going to find him!" Lin Qingxue didn't even have time to answer Li Qian's question. She quickly changed her clothes, grabbed a baseball cap from the dorm, and rushed out wearing her flip-flops.
Li Qian called out helplessly, "Hey, you're in such a rush, do you even know which dorm he's in?"
"Send me the freshman dorm assignment sheet!"
As assistant counselors, they had the sheet assigning every student in the class to their dormitories.