Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Two cups of coffee were finally invited by Lu Zhou.

After thanking Lu Zhou, Professor Kreiber, who left the coffee shop, took the flight back home that day.

Because the body was inconvenient, Lu Zhou did not go to the airport to send him, but he told Wang Peng to send him to the airport.

As for what choices he will make, what choices will Europe make, these things will only be known in the future.

On the New Year's Eve, in the General Assembly Hall of Shangjing, the commendation conference for the successful control of the fusion of the demonstration cluster was opened in the speech of the host of the conference and a warm applause.

At the commendation meeting, the elders personally awarded the 26th Golden Five-Five Commemorative Medal and the bright red certificate to the research and grievances that made outstanding contributions to the demonstration reactor project, and they struggled in the scientific research front. The scientific research workers with outstanding contributions on the first line expressed their gratitude.

I remember that in the spring of 1958, the Institute of Atomic Energy of the Chinese Academy of Sciences (now the Institute of Atomic Energy) officially established a study on magnetic confinement fusion, which opened the prelude to the study of controlled fusion.

Up to now, the study of controllable fusion has gone through 70 years.

Almost three generations of time, this century project was finally completed.

This commendation conference is also a perfect ending for this vigorous scientific research project.

Looking down at the golden medal on the chest, Li Jiangang, an academician sitting at the table, wiped his eyes and whispered with a voice that only he could hear.

"Teacher, we have succeeded..."

He still remembers that it was the 82nd year of the New Year. He graduated from Harbin Institute of Technology's nuclear power major. His original ideal was to become an aircraft carrier designer. The result of the mentor completely changed his destiny and made him devote himself to this. The field of vigorous and controllable fusion research.

Twenty years later, it was twenty years. On the road that seemed to be full of hope but could not see the head, he regretted it and lost it. However, he finally persisted without hesitation and gave up when the motherland needed him most. The position of the Oxford culham laboratory, returned to the country to set off the banner of controlled fusion research.

Perhaps the situation at the moment, his mentor has been invisible.

But he believes that if his mentor is in the spirit of heaven, he will be proud and proud of his choices today and the choices he has made...

Sitting next to him, touching the medal on the chest, Wang Zengguang academician felt a burst of emotion.

"I didn't expect that I had a nuclear power for half a lifetime. I didn't witness the dawn of the four generations of nuclear power before I retired, but I witnessed the swan song of the third generation of nuclear power."

Fission reactors are inherently expensive energy. The on-grid price is not as high as that of thermal power. It is also more difficult to deal with nuclear waste.

After the final commissioning of the Pangu fusion reactor and the power supply to the grid, it is estimated that there will be no new fission reactor construction plans in China.

"Speaking, the chief designer of Lulu seems to be not an academician?"

Li Jiangang sneaked a little, then smiled: "19 years is so busy, how can he have time to comment on any academician."

The two academicians of the two academies will be elected once in two years. They have to go through two rounds of voting from the school to the whole court. This involves a lot of energy.

Throughout the 19 years, Lu Zhou has been busy with the controllable fusion project. Naturally, it is impossible to have time to comment on any academician.

Thinking of this, the academician Wang had an idea in his heart.

"I will vote for him if I choose to vote next year."

"Academician in his twenties?" Academician Li squatted and hesitated. "Will it be too young..."

When I talked about it halfway, I saw that the old man looked at himself in a bad color. He coughed and said, "Don’t look at me like this. I just ask it casually. When he goes to the election, I must vote for him. ticket."

Academician Wang Zengguang laughed and said: "There is still some conscience in your old things."

Academician Li was not happy: "What do you say when I have no conscience? But when I say it, I vote for him without a vote. I am a mathematics physics department. You old guy is the engineering school, you A vote has been cast on his head?"

Academician Wang squatted slightly and frowned. "You must report to the Department of Mathematical Physics, you can't report to the Energy and Mines Department of the Academy of Engineering?"

"You old things, you can't be unreasonable," Li Jiangang couldn't help but laugh. "Others are the Fields Prize and the Nobel Prize winner. I have to ask him to report to your engineering school!"

"Oh, are you looking down on the engineering institute? I am ignoring this controllable fusion reactor. I don't know where to go when I won the Nobel Prize."

"This is not a thing! Can it compare?"

The argument seems to have developed into a strange place.

For Lu Zhou, it is appropriate to evaluate the academicians of the Academy of Engineering, or to be an academician of the Academy of Sciences. The two men almost did not pick up their sleeves.

On the other side, Zhou Chengfu, sitting on the front side of the General Assembly Hall, touched the medal on his chest in a complicated way, and his heart was not a taste.

Although he is one of the heroes of controlled fusion research, he always has a feeling of being an outsider. Even from this glory, he not only felt a little bit of joy, but even felt a bit of irony.

Hanging his unworthy honor on his chest is like arranging him on the fire.

Sitting next to him, Academician Pan glanced at him and smiled and teased.

"Oh, what? The elders have helped you wear them, are you still going to pick them up?"

Zhou Chengfu did not speak, his face was expressionless, he could not see what he was thinking.

However, Pan Changhong really understands this old friend too much.

Sighed, Pan Changhong looked at the podium.

"No matter what you did at the time, it’s almost 50 years. You have had all the hard work. This honor should have one of you. No one can make the right choice for the rest of your life. You can be considered Be loyal to his research."

"And ah, it’s not just me who thinks so, nominating your professor Lu, that's what I think."

At the moment of hearing this sentence, the expressionless face could no longer stretch...

In addition to the 26 five-five-five medals, one hundred and twenty advanced individuals and five advanced group awards, there is also a special medal.

It is about 8 cm in diameter, cast from 99.9% pure gold, weighs 527 grams, and is equipped with red and black ribbons that can be hung from the chest. The main body of the medal consists of five stars, stars, olive branches and rays.

Its name is "Ling Yun".

As a plan to die on the drawings, perhaps no one has ever thought that the idea that once seemed crazy will one day be reborn in the hands of a new generation of scholars, one day will produce the energy of comparable stars.

Lu Zhou can't fully understand the intention of this medal designer and naming person.

After all, he is not from that era, and the research on controllable fusion is somewhat a bit of a taste of being a half-way.

However, the index finger rubs against this medal. From the delicate texture, he can still feel a little bit, and the historical sense of it is hidden in it...