The Huaxia Zone is located to the east of the conference room.
Under the bright lights, the exhibition stands displayed the crystallization of humanity's brilliant scientific and cultural achievements.
Among the exhibits are models of China's manned spaceflight program, the autograph of Neil Armstrong, the Apollo astronaut who first walked on the moon, German magnetic levitation technology, and the creation of a toroidal magnetic field...
Jiang Cheng was in the waiting room. In front of him was a huge one-way floor-to-ceiling window, from which he could see the outside scenery. On a display stand in a prominent position, there was a glass photograph.
In Jiangcheng, you can see the people in the picture frame directly.
Perhaps everyone in China knows this pioneer of mathematics, who is hailed as the "Father of Modern Chinese Mathematics" and "one of the world's most influential mathematicians".
Hua Luogeng!
He remembered that when he was in elementary school, there was a portrait of Professor Hua hanging on the wall of the corridor. His life story was written on a piece of cheap oil paper.
Later, even though spiderwebs made their home in the cracks of the portraits of famous people in the elementary school corridor, and dust covered the tops of the posters, the spirit they brought to the bewildered students coming and going remained.
It will be unforgettable for a lifetime.
In front of the picture frame, the words "Huaxia Special Zone" are written in a unique, square font.
I'm about to attend a meeting.
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath.
Previous prominent figures, whether Chen Shih or Chung Ying-che, have all received this honor, representing China to showcase our progress and prosperity in recent years to the world.
Now, the younger generation surpasses the older generation.
Jiang Cheng felt the loving gaze of the two elderly people behind him.
He straightened his suit.
Life presents many occasions that we must experience, and even the most shy and timid person will one day stand on a stage.
As a young boy, I never imagined that one day I would stand before the world.
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"Please welcome Professor Qinghua, the youngest professor in China!"
Nominees for the World's Ten Outstanding Talents!
Minister of Biotechnology, China!
Leader of the gene reagent research team!
Jiangcheng!
As Professor Brin's impassioned voice rang out, accompanied by the popular Chinese folk song "Singing for the Motherland," the entire conference hall fell silent.
Under the spotlight.
Jiang Cheng, dressed in a light blue suit, walked with unhurried steps, head held high, surveying the faces of everyone in the conference room.
The lights were blazing, and thousands of cameras turned to face his face.
A person who truly represented China at the age of eighteen and went to the O continent as a G10 focus figure.
The word "Jiangcheng" came to mind together.
Despite being a bustling place, the atmosphere in the hall was solemn and cold, completely silent, and no one dared to speak.
What earned their respect was not just a genius professor.
Rather, it was the background music that played that represented it.
Behind Wuhan lies an increasingly prosperous and powerful nation!
Chen Shi and Zhong Lao kept a proper distance and followed behind him.
Jiang Cheng slowly sat down at the technologically advanced table.
He straightened his back, his handsome face devoid of any expression, only solemnity.
Because, right above the dome of the Huaxia Special Zone, during the usual ceremony, the folded five-star red flag suddenly unfolded with a "whoosh"!
The red was blinding.
Dazzling.
Like a raging fire.
Anyone who sees this flag will feel a sense of reverence, and this is especially true for the Chinese people.
The microphone in front of Jiang Cheng was connected, and with a "buzz," all eyes in the room shifted from the flag to his face.
He leaned slightly forward, looking directly at the camera in front of him.
Live broadcast worldwide!
"Respected leaders, fellow researchers from all over the world, hello."
His voice echoed throughout the hall, reaching everyone's ears.
"My name is Jiang Cheng, and I come from the China Energy Science and Technology Institute. Being able to represent my country at this quadrennial scientific research summit is the most coveted platform for exchange for all researchers. As a junior member of the scientific community, it is a great honor to be nominated as one of the world's top ten outstanding representatives and to sit in such a prominent position..."
At that time.
Times Square, New York City's most iconic building.
Jiang Cheng's face appeared on screen during his speech.
All the news television stations in China simultaneously broadcast Jiangcheng's live scientific research summit.
The Champ de Mars in Paris, France, along the Seine River!
Rio de Janeiro, Brazil!
Reykjavik, Iceland!
This is true in every case!
At Lanjing Science and Technology College, more than 8,000 students gathered on the playground, a sea of people, while the huge screen on the podium displayed his scenes on O Continent Science and Technology Island.
Zhao Xuerou, Liang Gu, Chen Yan, Liu Mengke!
All the second-year students in the biotechnology department excitedly grabbed the people next to them and shouted, "These are the students from our class!"
Tao Ming roared, "My third brother! Isn't he awesome? A figure who's making his mark on the world stage!"
On Huanjiang Road, by the shimmering Changhuan River, Ke Bing sat on a familiar bench, watching the Global Live broadcast with a joyful expression.
My hometown, in a small alley.
Neighbors gathered at Jiang's parents' house, filling the living room to capacity.
Mr. Jiang looked relieved as he watched his son on the old television screen. He couldn't help but take off his glasses and wipe away a tear.
The woman beside him, beaming with joy, chatted with those around her, "I watched Jiangcheng Xing when I was a child!"
At Fengzhou Hospital, Luo Xiaoli held her phone, and in front of her was her father, who looked weak after his examination.
She looked at her brother on the screen, while she cupped her cheeks in her hands, her face beaming with joy.
Kyoto Institute of Biotechnology, Energy Technology Institute.
Even leaders who take some time out of their busy schedules sit on the sofa, arms crossed, a hint of pleasure emanating from their calm and amiable gaze.
"good."
We, the youth of China, should be like this!
Jiang Cheng, speaking calmly and deliberately, concluded his speech at the Science and Technology Island.
It ended with a "Thank you everyone."
Immediately, thunderous applause filled the entire conference room.
Chen Shi and Zhong Lao exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing a look of satisfaction.
What Jiang Cheng didn't know was that the technology tree in his mind was spread across the mountains and valleys where the breeze blew.
The towering tree of technology was blown away by a strong wind.
The light above grew increasingly intense and bright.
It grew vigorously again, and its already thick trunk swelled even more!
Chinese people, known for their generosity and tragic spirit, often cry out, "I urge Heaven to rouse itself once more and send down talents without regard to convention!"
Jiang Cheng's gaze slowly fell on Ai Jincheng, who was not far from him.
"But if a talented person turns against you after being trained, does that person still deserve to be called a talented person?"
He asked himself honestly about his own existence.
It wasn't to fill Ai Jincheng's vacancy.
What he wants to do is become a pillar of China.
On our shoulders lies the heavy responsibility of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation!
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