After a period of time, Chen Nian's life became calmer.
The project is running normally, and the source points are steadily increasing. What he does every day is nothing more than attending class, reading books, discussing the ideas of convolutional neural networks with Wang Jiancheng, solving small problems encountered in several projects, and at the same time talking to Li Xiang Just complain about the black people, haters and banana people on the Internet.
Of course, he would occasionally meet Qiu Mai, mostly in physical education classes, but the relationship between the two was still as dull as water.
It can be said that the two of them have no special feelings for each other, especially Chen Nian. For a long time in the future, his focus is probably still on scientific research, and the love between his children will not be considered for the time being.
However, Chen Nian did have a favorable eye for her.
The reason is simple. Although she is not as talented as Wang Jiancheng, she is still one of the few extremely talented seed players he has found in this school.
In his opinion, Wang Jiancheng may lead the domestic artificial intelligence revolution in the future, and Qiaomai is likely to play an important role in the machinery industry.
Therefore, he had always hoped that there would be an opportunity to give Qiu Mai some additional guidance so that she could grow up quickly.
However, this opportunity never appeared.
Although Chen Nian had pointed out the direction of the aircraft carrier's arresting cable hydraulic system to her last time, she and her brother's progress was much slower than Wang Jiancheng's.
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Of course, this is also because their subjects are more complex.
In this world, when it comes to machinery and heavy industry, it is not a problem that can be solved with just a few words or typing on the keyboard.
No matter how talented you are, you must be bound by basic laws.
There is no rush, indeed there is no rush.
Just like this, day by day passed, and time soon came to the end of January 2005. The winter vacation was coming soon, and Chen Nian suddenly felt a little melancholy.
Remembering that in his last life, he always felt that a semester passed very slowly. Every time when the holidays were approaching, he wished that time would pass faster so that he could get on the train home and meet his parents. .
But now he wished that the time would be extended several times, so that he would have more time to grow.
Originally, according to the arrangements of the Spark Logistics Team, he was supposed to go home for the New Year, but Chen Nian considered that the J-20B project was at a critical period and there would be many inconveniences after returning home, so he still chose to stay in Chang'an. Western Polytechnic University.
However, parents still have to take over - but that will be after the year.
They still don't know what they are doing. The last time they came, their father had vaguely guessed something and told him, "If the country needs it, do the country's work first."
Chen Nian felt moved every time he thought about that worried, yet unbearable look.
He must have left his name in the family tree.
However, how far do you still have to go if you want to leave your name on the "genealogy" of this nation?
Maybe not short.
But fortunately, I have just started.
February 8th was the New Year's Eve of 2005. Chen Guo originally planned to send some people to accompany Chen Nian to celebrate the New Year, but he did not expect that Chen Nian had already made arrangements, so he had to order a New Year's Eve dinner. , sent to his original dormitory, and asked Chen Nian to arrange activities.
Chen Nian made an appointment with Wang Jiancheng, Li Xiang and Qiu Mai.
They each had their own reasons, and none of them went home to celebrate the New Year. It must be said that it was a rare fate.
In the living room of the room, Chen Nian brought the hot soup to the table and then greeted:
"Come on, puffer fish soup! It's hard to find this stuff here, try it!"
"Come on, come on! Chen Nian, sit down quickly and eat!"
The most active among the four is Li Xiang. After working in the intelligence department for a year, this kid has tempered his character to be cheerful - probably the result of long-term and intense confrontation with him. It's okay not to be cheerful.
If you are taciturn all day long, you will definitely blow yourself up.
"Eat, eat, eat, Chen Nian, what on earth are you busy with? You haven't been back to celebrate the New Year in the past two years, right?"
It was Qiu Mai who spoke. She had always felt that Chen Nian was a bit mysterious, but under the cover of the intelligence department, she couldn't figure out what was mysterious about him.
"It's not just those things. Ask Li Xiang, he knows that I took a job as a creative consultant for the 601 Institute from Professor Chen, and there are quite a lot of things."
"Besides, it's troublesome to go back during the Spring Festival. I might as well not go. I'll just ask my family to come over after the new year."
"Isn't it the same for you? You don't even go home when you're working on a project."
Qiu Mai chuckled and replied:
"I'm different. I really can't leave. The laboratory is relatively empty during the Chinese New Year. If I go back, when will it be my turn to use it?"
"That's the same truth. Jiancheng, how about you?"
Wang Jiancheng ate the food and said vaguely:
“I save money, and I’m within one or two years.”
".really."
Chen Nian nodded slightly amusedly.
To be honest, Wang Jiancheng is not that short of money now. Although the welfare of college students these days is not as good as that of later generations, and student loans are not popular enough, the scholarship given to him by the college is definitely enough.
The reason why he saves money is that his own project expenses are relatively high.
It's a computer change, and it's verification. It's really not a small number.
After the two people asked, Chen Nian didn't ask Li Xiang because he knew why the boy couldn't go back.
Just kidding, the J-20B may be flying soon, but he still wants to rest?
However, he didn't ask, Qiu Mai opened his mouth, and Li Xiang just found an excuse to fool him without talking in detail.
At this time, the TV was showing footage of the Spring Festival Gala, and what was extremely fitting was that it happened to be showing the New Year greetings from the three armed forces.
As a result, the four of them watched a shocking and large-scale poverty-stricken scene together in silence.
"We are the crew of the Navy Tiger boat. Here, we wish the people of all ethnic groups in the country a happy new year and a happy family."
Behind the navy queue of a few people was a 6610 minesweeper that could be said to be dilapidated.
Qiu Mai stared at the TV dumbfounded and couldn't help but said:
"These navy have no shame. This equipment is from many years ago, and they still use it to celebrate the New Year?"
Chen Nian laughed. He knew that this was not the limit.
In 20 years' time, when the three major aircraft carrier fleets have all set sail in the South China Sea, these thieves' publicity officers will still pull out the 6610 and sell it to misfortune.
It stands to reason that this ship should have been scrapped long ago. It is estimated that the reason why it is still being maintained is for New Year's Eve.
However, the navy can survive, and the army and air force are not to be outdone.
The Army pulled out the T-34, and the Air Force pulled out the JJVI.
However, overall, the Army is still superior.
Because they also shot a close-up of New Year's Eve dinner in a yellow plastic pot, it can be said that they forced the New Year's greeting video to a level that it does not belong to.
"That's awesome. The three armies wish me happy New Year, and the National People's Congress will send money. I'm really right about that."
Li Xiang said teasingly.
"But having said that, forget about the miserable performance of the navy and the army. Why is the air force doing this? How long has the J-22 been in the sky? Why don't you take it out for fun?"
"Why are you walking? Just take a look at it. Now is the critical time to make money, so they won't make such a mistake."
Chen Nian said disapprovingly.
In fact, when he was filming a New Year greeting video, Lin Yongming also approached him and asked him if he wanted to put on a big show. After all, the Air Force now has the resources of the Spark Team, so it really is not that short of money.
However, after careful consideration, Chen Nian still suggested that he "respect tradition" honestly. After all, no one can have too much money and resources.
Therefore, in the end, Chu Liuye, who has never failed for ten thousand years, came on stage.
After hearing Chen Nian's words, Li Xiang sighed and said:
"Sometimes I really wish we could be more high-profile, like the Yankees, doing the whole elephant walk or something."
"You don't know how many idiots there are on the Internet now that it's developed."
"Every time it's your country's fault, it's always the United States in the next life. I'm annoyed when I see it."
"Then it's over if you don't want to watch?"
Wang Jiancheng asked cutely from the side.
".It's not something I can't see if I don't want to see it. Forget it, it's much better now. Since the J-22 went into the sky, at least there have been fewer doubts in the Air Force, and we still have strength. .”
"That's true."
Wang Jiancheng was convinced.
He swallowed the food in his mouth and continued:
"Do you know what I was thinking before I went to college? At that time, wasn't there a period of time where the news was overwhelming about the F-22? It was said that the sci-fi fighter jet would take off and crush all the current fighter jets. One fighter jet could destroy a country. Something like that.”
"At that time, I thought, damn, when I get into college, I will also build fighter jets."
"But then I thought, research and development is too slow. If I finish the F-22, maybe others will have F-32 and F-42."
"So, the best way is to steal one and bring it back."
"I even searched Google for the location of their military base, and planned to steal it when I go to study abroad."
"I made a very detailed plan, so I went to Anchorage to steal it. Taking advantage of the snowstorm, I got on the plane and flew at a very low altitude. I found a deserted land to make an emergency landing. Then I sent someone to pick up the engine and everything else, and then passed through Bering. Ship it to Russia through the strait and enter through Vladivostok.”
"But I never expected that before I could take action, we would do it ourselves."
These words left everyone speechless, and Chen Nian couldn't help but sigh once again for his clear thinking.
Also, without this little bit of imagination, he might not be able to come up with the idea of a loyal wingman at this time.
Li Xiang on the side shook his head and said with a smile:
"It's like you're writing. I didn't think that far ahead. We discussed it at that time, but we both felt that there was really no chance."
"Isn't there some saying on the Internet that a dozen of them can be exchanged for one? In fact, everyone who is really knowledgeable knows that, let alone a dozen of them, a hundred of them will be in vain."
"They will run away. If you turn on the afterburner, you won't be able to find them, and you won't be able to catch them. There's no point in fighting them."
"But it's better now. The F-22s haven't even entered the fleet yet, and the J-22 has entered the fleet first."
"It's time to think about this problem. It's time for Lao Mei to think about it."
Seeing his high-spirited expression, Chen Nian couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
They are lucky.
Because we have the J-22.
Although it is only one or a few, its existence is enough to change a lot of things.
What was it like in that era when you came back?
Putting aside the classic and tragic idea of "eight aircraft for one", the entire country at that time was forced into a deep pessimism.
Even writers who write science fiction dare not imagine that we will be able to confront them head-on one day in the future.
Chen Nian clearly remembers that in one book, the first wave of American offensives completely destroyed our air defense system.
Even the Army was retreating steadily under the opponent's electronic warfare offensive.
Only with the help of unconventional means such as "full-screen channel blocking interference" can a tragic victory be achieved.
Are we really that weak?
In fact, it's really that weak!
So weak that in many cases, the goal pursued by the so-called "asymmetric strategy" is not normal tactical checks and balances, but mutual destruction.
People who have not experienced that era cannot understand the tragedy of this strategy. When talking about log transport trucks and big black fish on the bottom of the sea, what the new generation of military fans think of is conquering the enemy thousands of miles away and diving into the sea.
But in fact, the birth of these equipment has only one meaning:
To sacrifice oneself in exchange for the survival of the nation.
Not only the equipment itself, but the ideals held by those who make these equipment are also the same.
Chen Nian breathed a long sigh of relief, dispersed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and put on a smile again.
Then he raised his glass, clinked it and drank it in one gulp.
Seeing how generous he was, others were not far behind. Even Qiu Mai replaced the juice in his glass with low-alcohol wine.
There was a lot of drinking, and a few people quickly got a little drunk.
Wang Jiancheng sat on the ground in a daze, leaning on the sofa behind him and said:
"Senior, actually, I lied to you."
"Didn't you ask me before why I didn't go to military school? It wasn't because I didn't want to go, and it wasn't because of the scholarship. It was because my dad wouldn't let me go."
"Actually, I have two uncles, my father's younger brothers, and they are both soldiers."
"They died in Laoshan in 1989."
"When I visited my relatives the year before, they bought me snacks in large and small boxes. When I came back the next year, they were like small boxes themselves."
"My dad is scared. He is afraid that there will be another war. He is afraid that I will turn into a box and go back."
"So, he refused to let me go to the military academy."
"I thought, if I don't want to go, I won't go. It's the same here."
"I didn't tell you the truth before because I was afraid you would look down on our family."
Wang Jiancheng's voice gradually lowered, and Chen Nian remained speechless.
He didn't know how to speak.
Some people, even though they have taken advantage of themselves, still scold them for not giving enough.
And some people, who have given everything they have, are afraid that it will still be too little.
After a long time, he said solemnly:
"No one here has the right to look down on you."
Wang Jiancheng smiled naively and suddenly became happy again.
He opened his mouth and said:
"Hehe, it's pretty good now."
"I've thought about it. You don't have to go to the war in person. It's actually not bad for me to take care of the rear."
"Now we have the J-22, but it's not enough."
"Whenever, I'll create the fluctuating light. I'll beat anyone who comes. If anyone comes to provoke me again, I'll kill them!"
Chen Nian also laughed.
This kid is still thinking about his fluctuating light.
However, if it is actually created in the future, why not?
He patted Wang Jiancheng on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Yes, kill them!"
As he spoke, the time had passed midnight.
Firecrackers blasted outside the window, and countless fireworks rose into the sky.
The four of them walked to the balcony and stared at the stream of light in the sky.
In this stream of light, there was a faint sound of thunder roaring past.
On this day, the lift fan of Chengdu 611 Institute passed the verification, and the J-20B verification model rose from the ground in the wind tunnel.
At the same time, Wuxi 607 Institute, the PL-17 air-to-air missile improved on the basis of the PL-15 was launched by the J-22, piercing the 800-mile sky.
The fireworks are bright, but what’s even brighter is about to be revealed!
(End of chapter)
