Did My Little Seagull Take Off?

Summer, an island. The female protagonist finds an injured seabird. The male protagonist finds an injured girl.

The girl waits for the little seabird to fly again. The boy waits for the girl ...

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The biennial airshow is here again this autumn, and tickets are especially sought after this year because a cutting-edge aircraft is finally going to make its debut in the public eye.

A large screen in the center of the venue is playing an interview clip on a loop.

The host is a very famous science and technology news anchor. In her opening remarks, she remarked with emotion: "I have interviewed many elites related to science and technology, and now I find that more and more female scientists and engineers are appearing in public. They are also playing an important role in the development of our science and technology. Today, we are very honored to have a young female chief engineer with us—Ms. Song Qingyan."

The host smiled and raised his left hand to his side.

The camera shifts to the left of the host, where a young and beautiful woman sits on a dark brown sofa chair. She is wearing a white suit, her jet-black hair is simply tied into a low ponytail and hangs down her back, and she has only a light layer of makeup on her face, but her eyes are clear and her spirits are high, making her very photogenic.

Many tourists stopped to watch.

Firstly, I was drawn to the title of chief female engineer, and secondly, I was struck by how young she was.

"Hello host, hello viewers. It is a great honor to receive this interview and have a close conversation with you. My name is Song Qingyan, and I am one of the designers of the Yan series aircraft. My current daily work is to work with Chief Designer Wang to improve the Yan 3 series aircraft."

"Speaking of the Yan 3 series, I'm sure many people have asked a question." The host had just begun to speak.

Song Qingyan smiled and nodded, "I know. I want to ask how I, as the deputy chief engineer, could put my name on the project if even Chief Engineer Wang didn't have the right to use the name?"

The host laughed, "Yes, I believe everyone has this curiosity. Can you tell us what other stories are behind this?"

Song Qingyan said, "Of course."

As the camera zoomed in, she showed no discomfort whatsoever, clearly already accustomed to the camera.

The host looked expectant and listened attentively.

Song Qingyan slightly raised her right hand and began to explain:

"We all know that aircraft and aircraft power, also known as engines, are often developed by different research institutes. However, they are by no means isolated and conducted separately. They are closely related in the conceptual design, preliminary design, detailed design, and even flight test and optimization stages. The chief designers of flight engineering and flight design collaborate at the same level."

"At that time, the Yan series was called the Chiyun series. During the concept design phase, our Chief Designer Wang proposed new and very demanding power requirements. Chief Designer Yi from the Flight Design team took on this challenge. By the time I learned about it, it had already been five years, and the project was very difficult to advance. At that time, I had just started my postgraduate studies, and my supervisor was also involved in this project. I was fortunate enough to become an unofficial R&D staff member and was responsible for one of the sub-projects."

"One day, while attending a joint meeting, I noticed that the structural diagram provided by Aircraft looked very familiar; it was this..."

Two comparison images were displayed on the screen behind the main guest in the interview room. However, due to the fact that these were key components, both were blurred with mosaics for security reasons, making it so blurry that only two silver, round objects could be seen.

The host and Song Qingyan both laughed.

"Viewers may not be able to see it clearly, but I could see it very clearly at the time. In the next picture, you can see an engine model in my office, and this structural component is one of them."

In the photo, Song Qingyan is engrossed in a discussion with several others. The blueprints spread out on the table have been blurred. On the shelf behind them, there is a very conspicuous mechanical model, which is slightly different from a conventional engine.

The photo then cuts to the next one, zooming in to show some details of the engine, and a sign on its base.

The host read it aloud: "The brave petrel's heart."

Song Qingyan said, "This engine is called Haiyan Heart. It was created by a friend of mine. He made this semi-finished product fifteen years ago, which coincided with the ideas of Chief Engineer Yi's team, and even to some extent, provided them with a new approach to their problem, enabling them to solve the problem that they had been stuck on for two years."

“Fifteen years ago, wow, that was truly a surreal design,” the host said.

"Yes, his idea was absolutely ahead of its time fifteen years ago, and it was also difficult to realize, not only due to the limitations of materials but also the shortcomings of the technology," said Song Qingyan. "But he is still a true genius and deeply loves this field, which is why he has such unique ideas and thoughts. If you are an amateur flight controller enthusiast, you may also know him. He is the one who modified his patented control board and added high-pressure air control combustion nozzles to open source and released the Monsoon with a free license. Netizens call him God M."

“I watched his videos when I was young.” The host lamented, “He was very professional and had a strong spirit of inquiry, but it is also a great pity that he passed away at the young age of 21 due to illness.”

The host then said, "On another note, although Chief Engineer Song and Ji Feng are alumni, they weren't students in the same year, were they?"

"Yes, Ji Feng is three years older than me. I had to repeat a year of high school before I got into the Aviation University."

"So how did you two meet?" The host glanced back at the screen, which displayed two photos, one of Song Qingyan and the other of Ji Feng.

The two were in different grades, but the boy still seemed to have a youthful spirit that hadn't faded, and he was full of vigor.

The host said, "You don't even have a single photo together."

“Yes, we’ve only known each other for 30 days,” Song Qingyan said. “I spent a summer vacation on Niling Island, and it was through him that I found my ideal and re-planned my life. That’s why I can sit here today and share the Yan series with everyone.”

The host exclaimed, "We are truly grateful to Ji Feng for being such a mentor, guiding us to produce such outstanding individuals."

"You flatter me. My abilities are still quite limited," Song Qingyan said modestly.

"So, the monsoon's seagull engine advanced research and development, which led to our Yan series, right?" the host asked.

"You could say that."

Song Qingyan said, "The heart of the petrel is the last Easter egg that the monsoon left for the world, and it brought us unexpected joy."

There were many spectators gathered in front of the screen in the center of the hall, and their attention was focused on what was in front of them. Few people would turn around and look at it at this time.

Only one young man wearing a staff badge on his chest knew that the young woman next to him wearing a gray baseball cap was the subject of the interview in the video.

As the project's assistant, he knew that Haiyan's fame was due to Chief Engineer Song's strong insistence.

She said that the contributions made by Monsoon, including all the designs and data he left behind, should never be forgotten, and his glory should not be diminished.

She said the name of the Yan series comes from Haiyanxin, but Haiyanxin was actually a gift from the monsoon. Speaking of which…

The assistant couldn't help but let his thoughts wander, feeling that he had grasped a deeper meaning.

Suddenly his phone vibrated. He glanced at it and became anxious. "Chief Engineer Song, it's getting late. Shall we head to the venue now?"

Song Qingyan nodded. "Okay."

The interview continued to be broadcast from the surrounding speakers.

"Thanks to all our partners, it is thanks to their unwavering support that we have been able to overcome one difficulty after another and reach new heights."

"Could you please tell us more about the key areas you are responsible for, and what considerations led to the design of our Thousand Hands system?"

"Okay, based on this question, we need to look at a set of data first, as shown in the figure above, regarding our civil aviation usage..."

Song Qingyan walked out of the exhibition hall.

"The weather is so nice this year, it's such a rare sunny day!" the assistant couldn't help but exclaim.

The airshows are all scheduled for November, but sometimes the weather is bad, with hazy skies and poor visibility, which greatly affects the viewing experience.

Unfortunately, the two consecutive events were held on gloomy days, which not only caused headaches for the organizers but also negatively impacted the experience for the visitors.

“Yes, the weather has been good this year,” Song Qingyan said.

With such rare good weather, visitors were very confident, and there were more people coming to see the exhibition than in previous years.

Many young students from surrounding cities come to observe and learn on weekends, and you can see those energetic young faces everywhere.

The assistant glanced at his phone and said, "Chief Engineer Song, we need to hurry. The plane is already on the runway."

"good."

The two quickened their pace, but there were too many people, all rushing to see the air show, causing traffic jams. Even having an internal staff sign didn't help.

"A waterfall plunges three thousand feet, catch!"

"This is easy! It's like heavenly soldiers storming the clouds!"

The students queuing in the crowd made the best of a bad situation by playing games, and Song Qingyan couldn't help but turn around and take a look.

I couldn't help but recall the amusing incident of a certain "great poet" rewriting poems.

"Nature bestows its most wondrous talents; who will grace us with their presence?"

A boy quickly chimed in: "Nature bestows its most wondrous gifts, and I alone reign supreme in the world."

In the verses, someone suddenly uttered the line: "The monsoon winds and the light swallows."

Song Qingyan subconsciously turned around again and saw a boy holding a phone and looking down at something.

The boy's companion, thinking it was a line of poetry, quickly answered, "This is easy too!"

Without thinking, he shouted:

"The monsoon brings light swallows."

Soaring straight up ninety thousand miles!

Song Qingyan was taken aback.

The roar of engines echoed through the heavens and the earth. On the distant runway, a sleek, novel gray-black aircraft roared with engines under its four wings, flames shooting downwards. Amid cheers from the crowd, it rose vertically from the ground and soared into the sky.

The commentator excitedly exclaimed, "Friends, the Yan-1 series aircraft, equipped with a new engine entirely developed in my country and a self-inspection and self-repair system, is now before us!"

"This not only gives my country's conventional civilian aircraft a leading edge in the supersonic field, but also provides a safer and more durable operating mechanism! It greatly saves on maintenance costs and time..."

A gust of wind blew by, almost lifting the gray hat off Song Qingyan's head.

She raised her hand to press down her hat, looked up at the sky, and gazed into the distance at the tail of the plane.

"It has taken off."

Did you see it?

The gray-black plane roared into the clouds, creating a sonic boom that sounded like drumbeats or cannon fire.

Three loud bangs.

He must have seen it.

--over--