Rumble...

In an instant, fiery red smoke rose into the sky, dyeing the entire desert red.

High clouds appeared in their eyes, bringing tears to their eyes.

Regardless of gender, there is only one thought at this moment: "Beautiful, so beautiful."

"Success!" Xu Ming shouted, "We succeeded."

Deng He and Ling Yue breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. The project was a success.

Deng He turned around and shook Ling Yue's hand affectionately, shaking it up and down: "Thank you, thank you, Comrade Ling Yue."

All the doubts they faced, the grievances they suffered, and the pain they endured no longer exist.

Yes, they have to face the questioning of the opposition, the grievance of not being understood by their families, and the pain of endless research.

At this moment, everything will be written into the epic. Everyone here is a hero, a hero of the nation.

After calming down, Deng He handed the transmitter to Xu Ming: "I'll go report to the leader, you take care of the aftermath here!"

"Okay, go ahead!" Things like this must be made known to everyone in the Forbidden City as soon as possible.

Deng He hurried back, picked up the phone, and dialed the confidential internal line: "Hello, Lao Zhou, the eldest daughter is getting married today, and the new dress I made for her today is very beautiful."

Xiangzhong's eyes reddened upon hearing this. He pursed his lips, restrained his trembling hands, and said hurriedly, "Getting married today? That's good, that's good. You have to choose the dowry carefully. Ask them to come over and I'll choose it myself."

The dowry is the photos to be published. All work must be kept confidential, and the photos published must also be kept confidential.

Deng He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll ask them to bring the dowry list over right away."

Afterwards, Deng He found the reporter and said hello: "Reporter Lu, are you busy?"

"Engineer Deng? Hello, hello. I've been wanting to find a time to interview you, but you seem so busy. Do you have time now?"

"It just so happens that I have something to talk to you about. Let's talk in the office."

Lu Ren was overjoyed and hurried to follow.

In the simple office tent, the two talked for a long time until it gradually darkened, and then they separated.

In the Forbidden City, Xiangzhong leaned on the table, waiting for this day. They had waited for a very long time, and it cost the blood of countless people.

Xiangzhong walked quickly to the library. Zirun usually worked there, so Xiangzhong told him the news as soon as he entered.

"Zirun, the eldest lady is getting married today, and her wedding dress is very beautiful."

Hearing this, the usually steady Zirun couldn't help but clench his fists: "Okay, okay, okay, okay, this day will come for us."

The humiliating history of the Dragon Kingdom can come to an end at this moment.

Zirun then instructed, "Everything at the Malan base must be kept strictly confidential, and all information must be preserved intact."

Xiangzhong nodded. "I understand. I've already notified the reporters to bring their photos. I'll carefully select what can be published."

After thinking for a moment, Zirun said, "Also, these scientists must be protected. What Lingyue said in the letter must not happen again, whether they return to China or stay in China. Therefore, leftist ideas cannot be applied to these talents. Anyone who raises doubts, please let them come to me directly."

The little butterfly brought by Lingyue has begun to flap its wings.

I don’t know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but keeping these talents is a good thing.

"Comrade Xiangzhong, I don't care who Lingyue is, where she comes from, or where she's going. I only know that she can bring benefits to the people of Dragon Country, and I will use everything I have to help her."

Xiangzhong smiled and said, "I know, I think so too."

While the two were discussing, Ling Yue finally put together a plan for genetically modified upland rice and immediately called the Palace Museum.

"Uncle Zhou, I'm Ling Yue!"

Xiangzhong didn't expect to receive Lingyue's call at this time. Shouldn't this girl be busy now?

Doubts swirled in his mind, and then he shook his head and smiled bitterly. He had been so busy lately.

"Lingyue girl, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Ling Yue nodded habitually, then said, "The weather has been bad recently. I've been working on a project plan for growing upland rice in inclement weather. I think it's best to get it done as soon as possible."

Calculating the time, it is already early April, which is past the rice planting season, but upland rice can still be planted. That is, the harvest will be smaller, but it is better than nothing.

Ling Yue said it calmly, but Xiangzhong was shocked: "You, what project are you talking about?"

Xiangzhong's eyes widened. Didn't Lingyue just finish the destroyer and atomic bomb projects? When would she have time to do agricultural research?

"It's a genetically modified upland rice variety. It can be grown in hot weather, with little water, and in dry conditions. It doesn't require high soil quality; both acidic and slightly alkaline soils are acceptable. After I improved it, both yield and quality have improved significantly. As for how much, we'll need to conduct experiments to know."

Xiangzhong tried hard to digest what Lingyue said, but the more he listened, the more confused he became. He immediately said, "Please take some time to come back and we can talk in person."

This kind of thing can't wait, but after thinking about it, even if Ling Yue takes the nearest bus back, it will take ten days or half a month. By then, the time will go straight to May.

"Wait a minute, let me think about it."

As he spoke, silence fell on the phone.

After a moment, Xiangzhong asked, "Lingyue, is your phone available at any time?"

Hearing this, Ling Yue rubbed her temples embarrassedly. Xiangzhong must have known about the call she received in the car last time: "...Yes!"

Xiangzhong didn't ask any more questions, but just breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. I'll have the Ministry of Agriculture contact you directly. You'll need time to return, and farming can't be delayed. You should contact them directly. Be sure to conduct experiments as soon as possible, plant as soon as possible, and do your best to harvest."

"Okay!" Ling Yue nodded habitually again. This habit had been developed in front of Qian Zilin a long time ago.

"Lingyue Lingyue, are you done with your work?" Deng He shouted from outside.

Ling Yue had just sorted out all the information and would go back directly tomorrow.

"Come, let me see your photos." This is a luxury item. If there weren't reporters taking pictures at the base, these things would cost money.

A photo at a photo studio outside costs one dollar, which is too expensive.

Ling Yue stared at the photo. The shooting style seemed very familiar. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "This was taken by a reporter, right?"

"Hey, how did you know?" Deng He asked in surprise, then said, "Don't look at Comrade Xiaolu's youth, this photo is really well taken."

"Xiaolu?" It was the first time Ling Yue knew this man's last name. This reporter was almost always present in every one of her projects. She had read reports about him and her writing skills were much better than her mediocre ones.

"Can I take this photo with me?"

Deng He shook his head. "That won't work. These need to be kept on file. I'm just showing them to you. When the confidentiality is no longer necessary, they can reach the Institute. Now, don't even think about it."

Ling Yue: ...I can’t give it to you, but I showed it to her. This person did it on purpose.