Like Professor Sun, other experts who had read the paper felt like their hearts were stopping at that moment.
What's the situation with trains in this era?
It's a mixed bag! It's no surprise that something unexpected happened!
Is Xu Shiqing, a young master who has lived a life of luxury for over twenty years, really okay? A group of people were worried and had wild thoughts, completely forgetting that this young master had already been independent once before, running away from home in the capital for several months.
However, it is understandable that China has always been weak in the field of bombers and has always relied on modifying and researching aircraft purchased from other countries. However, other countries developed this thing many years earlier than them, and they have so much experience that they cannot just copy them.
Putting aside the climate and geographical differences between countries, the manufacturing standards for these components are a mystery. What about the materials? What's the appropriate strength? What about the structure? Why is this structure used? All of this requires research and understanding.
Independently developed.
These four words are so simple, but every stroke is the result of the hard work of countless scientific researchers.
It is no exaggeration to say that Xu Shiqing's paper directly or indirectly answered many of their previously puzzled questions, and he became a darling in China's small circle of aircraft manufacturing. Before he even arrived in Beijing, everyone had already spontaneously allocated the young man's next time.
Now the baby is on a train in danger! The bomber is about to sink into the sea!
A group of middle-aged and elderly people looked at each other worriedly, all worried about whether the spoiled and weak Young Master Xu in the information could return to the capital safely.
Xu Hanqiu was also afraid, but what he was afraid of was not whether his son could come back, but whether that little bastard could withstand the expectations of so many big guys.
How could he not know what kind of person his son is? !
He was always idle, yet he still forced this guy to finish college! How could a brain that couldn't even understand liberal arts understand those confusing formulas?
It’s hard to say, but the paper that was mailed back was indeed in his son’s handwriting.
Xu Hanqiu wondered, if he really had this talent, why hadn't he applied for a related major earlier? He wondered if his father had really delayed a genius from contributing to the nation's aircraft group.
The train station was bustling with people, and unlike before I left, there were many more guard posts.
Xu Shiqing got off the train exhausted, carrying his luggage in one hand and the food given to him by Lin Xufang and his wife in the other.
When he reached the exit, before he could even raise his hand to stop a car, a small car stopped in front of him.
"No. 37, xx Road, xx District. Is it convenient to go there?" he asked.
After receiving the response, Xu Shiqing breathed a sigh of relief. Now he just wanted to go home quickly to clean himself up - he was going to go bad after a few days on the train!
The disguised comrades in the car had complicated feelings: this target's vigilance was a bit poor. He was dressed in suspicious clothes and even planned to take out his ID to prove his innocence, but in the end it was of no use at all.
After Xu Shiqing grunted and put the luggage into the trunk, he got on the car directly to report the location. The disguised comrade's skills were of no use at all.
The other monitoring teams also had mixed feelings. They could imagine how much more workload this young master would add to them in the future.
Xu Shiqing didn't notice their mood. He was sitting in the back seat with minimal contact. The seat was made of leather and was very clean.
And he, after a few days, was already dirty.
The train is such a pain. You have to pay to use the toilet and eat, that’s one thing, but you also have to be careful about your luggage being stolen - the most important thing is, after sitting for so long, your whole body smells like shit.
fine.
He even felt fortunate that he had no memory of his first train ride to Jichuan County, and fortunately he woke up after arriving at the station.
Otherwise, Xu Shiqing would not have the courage to get on the train.
Although a lot of memories have been added to his mind in the past four months, he has been away from the capital for a long time after all, and there are too many new things. The people coming and going are different, and he can vaguely guess the stories behind each of them.
"Master, are you driving in the wrong lane?" The tone of his voice had long been distorted by the Fujian accent. His pronunciation was still clear, but the ending tone was always sticky.
Fortunately, Xu Hanqiu was also from Fujian, so this wasn't surprising. It was just that the image of a Beijinger that Xu Shiqing had worked so hard to create had been completely shattered in a place where no one knew about it.
The person in the passenger seat turned around and took out an ID from his pocket.
public security.
Xu Shiqing: “…”
He reacted for a moment and said, "I passed my paper..."
He mumbled a lot, but it was clear from his words that he had a clear understanding of his own level.
"Then where are we going?" Xu Shiqing was still quite calm. He didn't sense any ill will from the two comrades. The most important thing might be that the atmosphere between them had been quite harmonious so far.
This made Xu Shiqing less nervous.
That handsome and dignified face was still quite intimidating when he was serious. The comrade who caught a glimpse of it in the rearview mirror had a higher opinion of him and coughed lightly.
"You'll know when we get there." After he said that, the car turned into a secluded road, getting farther and farther away from the city center.
.
Xie Chongyue had already settled in Shanxi Province.
Before he left, Xu Chengan and Lin Xufang gave him the passbook, which contained not only their savings but also the living expenses sent by his second uncle Xu Hanqiu every month. He felt deeply guilty for leaving his elder brother in the village.
This amount of money is a huge sum in this era.
Xie Chongyue had no intention of moving, as he still had doubts about his parents. But one night, he suddenly had a series of bizarre dreams. A long string of messy things appeared in front of his eyes, with pictures and text mixed together.
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