Simulation: Great Power Technology

"Mr. Wu..."

Tian Zhenguo was the first to withdraw his hands and stood aside with his head lowered. The others also stopped, with expressions of awe and joy on their faces.

The person who came was Wu Hao, a man who was absolutely worthy of respect.

Wu Hao glanced at it, walked to the conference table with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and pulled away a young scholar who was still sitting in a daze, then sat down calmly and said:

"Come on, what are you arguing about? Tell me, and let me liven up. When I was young, I learned a few tricks from Mr. Han Muxia. If you use your hands later, you may not be able to beat me."

Wu Hao studied martial arts for several years when he was young, and he has always been proud of it. At this time, he has not yet changed into a terminal illness. Although he is a little thin due to malnutrition, his spirit and energy have not decreased.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man hurried forward to explain the reason here, Wu Hao nodded again and again, and motioned for both sides of the argument to state their views.

At this time, the crowd was divided into two groups. One group was led by Tian Zhenguo, and there were only a few people. The rest supported the continued development of turbojet engines.

But in terms of momentum, Tian Zhenguo did not lose out at all.

He is extremely convinced that his direction is the right one, which is his self-confidence as a scholar.

During the few years of exercising in the countryside, he has not stopped deducing his theories in his mind one day, but he did not do further experiments because of insufficient conditions.

Even, he occasionally pulls fellow villagers who don't know a few big characters to tell his speculations, but those honest and honest villagers just laugh and stuff the baked potatoes into his hands.

That's what they forcibly pulled out of their own rations.

Absolutely, absolutely cannot live up to their trust.

Everyone spent nearly an hour explaining the point of view. When encountering a jerky and incomprehensible concept, they had to explain it. After listening to Wu Hao, he smiled casually:

"It's really a problem. It's okay to fight or make a fuss. The truth is unclear, and when you really don't understand, it's a good thing to fight by yourself. After venting your emotions and then arguing, it's a good thing."

"You intellectuals, your body is too weak, I wish you would fight more and keep fit!"

Everyone laughed when they heard the words, and the atmosphere in the venue eased a lot.

After a pause, Wu Hao put away the joking look on his face, sat upright and said:

"This problem, in fact, is not a technical problem now, it is a problem of route, whether we dare to take risks, and whether we are willing to work hard."

"Let me summarize, making turbojet engines is conservative and has a high success rate, but it is likely to face the problem of falling behind as soon as it is manufactured."

Seeing everyone nodding, Wu Hao turned his attention to Tian Zhenguo.

"To be a turbofan, there are many technical difficulties - Laotian, I will be fair here, turbofans are really difficult to do, if you didn't run over and say that you can solve the fan blade problem, today we actually Turbofans are not going to be discussed at all.”

"am I right?"

"Yes, yes."

The crowd responded in unison.

After another few seconds of silence, Wu Hao frowned and said:

"I can't make a final decision on this matter for you now. It's a big deal, and the country is also making efforts in other areas. It's really a bit difficult for me to allocate additional resources to engage in turbofans. We only have two meals, so we can’t reduce it to one meal, right? Even if you win, you still have to eat two meals!”

Everyone laughed again, but Ye Zhou couldn't help but feel sad when he heard it.

He had also read the biography, and had also learned about the food and clothing of the owner of the small courtyard, but at this time in the simulator, he heard people say it himself, but he still felt a strong shock.

I suffered with the people, but I didn't have time to enjoy it with the people.

Seeing that there was no response from everyone, Wu Hao continued:

"Today we must make a decision. Ten thousand years is too long. We will only fight for the day. I will make a call now, and you will wait for me for a few minutes."

While speaking, he got up and walked towards the wind and snow outside the door again.

Everyone in the venue sat down and whispered again, but Ye Zhou's eyes always followed that person, and he didn't want to blink for a long time.

After 10 minutes, Wu Hao walked into the conference room with a piece of paper on his face.

"Come, come, the result you want has come."

His eyes stayed on Tian Zhenguo, and he waved to the other side with a smile and said:

"Come on, Laotian, don't hold back, come and read!"

Hearing Wu Hao's words, everyone knew the decision, but everyone was looking forward to hearing what was on that piece of paper.

With trembling hands, Tian Zhenguo took the piece of paper with a few lines of writing written on it, first took a few deep breaths, and then said:

"In my opinion, if you want to do it, you can do it, don't be timid like a girl embroidering!"

"It is very difficult for us now, but the difficulties will eventually pass, and we have to seek for future generations."

"As for the plane, it's okay to be slower."

"You don't have to ride a fast horse when you get married, it's okay to sit in a sedan chair!"

"Of course, in the future, Miss will not only ride a fast horse, but also a rocket!"

After reading the content on the paper, Tian Zhenguo slumped on the chair with a plop.

His expression was terrified, and Ye Zhou, who was watching all this from the perspective of God, was even more trembling as if he had been electrocuted.

After a long time, the picture dissipated in silence, Ye Zhou returned to the void, and a line of ending summary text automatically appeared in front of his eyes.

[The route of the aero-engine was finally set as the turbofan direction]

[For the next two decades, top scientists in all related fields in China have been working hard for this]

[In the beginning, the performance of the engine was not satisfactory, but after 20 years, the long-term technical accumulation finally began to accumulate]

[One after another high-performance engines have sprung up like mushrooms after the rain, and the two major companies represented by Fengfei and Shufei have swept the international market]

[Domestic engines once occupied half of the world engine market]

[The research and development related to the engine is still going on without stopping]

Ye Zhou let out a long sigh of relief.

If history can really be like this, how strong and intense it must be.

Unfortunately, this history that should have happened was completely buried by a sudden blizzard.

After reminiscing for a long time in the void, Ye Zhou's mind was filled with the man's figure and a few words on the piece of paper.

"You don't have to ride a fast horse when you get married, you can also sit in a sedan chair."

He knew that this young lady was surnamed Qiu.

Now, Miss Qiu has long been on the rocket, and even the rocket that travels 30,000 miles a day, but the person who made the big wish is no longer there.

After the strong sentimentality, Ye Zhou felt some relief in his heart.

A generation has a mission for a generation.

And his mission is far from complete.