"Okay." Xu Xianjin invited everyone to eat.
Shen Buci and Shi Qingruo used magnets to stick the drawings on the table onto the blackboard behind them and fixed them in place.
There are different handwritings written in pencil by other designers in the blank spaces on the manuscript paper.
"The idea was first brought up by Shi Gong, so let her talk first. I will add my own ideas after she finishes."
"Okay." Shi Qingruo stood in front of the blackboard and started talking about the data.
When the other designers who were eating heard his doubts, they quickly swallowed their food and raised their doubts.
Shi Qingruo stopped to explain, and then continued speaking after the explanation.
After she finished speaking, Shen Buci added the piece he designed.
Xu Xianjin raised his own questions and opinions, pointed out the loopholes, and discussed with them before finalizing the details.
They were busy until sunset, and the group of people were still energetic, with excitement in their eyes.
Xu Xianjin said: "Xiao Shen and Xiao Shi will do a feasibility analysis report. The changes to the air intakes on both sides will involve changes to other parts. The others will work together to finalize the details of the changes."
"Okay, Mr. Xu!"
Dong Chaoyue asked: "Do the fighter jets that have just completed a round of test flights need to be tested again?"
"The current new aircraft is mainly used to test the performance of the new engine. If it is stable, then the new engine will be used in the next new aircraft with more experience."
"Go eat and have a good rest now, and get up and work tomorrow."
A group of people walked towards the cafeteria while discussing.
"Oh, by the way, Xiao Shen, remember to go to the aviation theory lecture tomorrow at 9:30 in the morning." Xu Xianjin suddenly said as they walked.
“I remember.”
When they lined up in the cafeteria, they met five test pilots in military uniforms walking in a line.
The test pilots saluted, left them alone, and walked toward the window.
Shen Buci introduced Shi Qingruo: "The one leading the team next to him is the chief test pilot Lin Hangtian, the first one in the queue is Xiao Yu, and the others are..."
"The test flight of this new fighter jet was mainly conducted by Lin Hangtian and Xiao Yushang. This group of test pilots often come to us to communicate, report flight data and express their own opinions."
Shi Qingruo looked at the five people and probably remembered their faces.
Zhao Gan, the aviation doctor, was having a meal. When he saw them carrying the meal over, he said, "Mr. Xu, none of your research and development team came for today's physical examination. Remember to come when you have time."
"Go over in a couple of days. These two days will be a bit busy."
"Okay, come over when you're not so busy."
After finishing the meal, everyone left the cafeteria and returned to their dormitories.
Shen Buci followed beside Shi Qingruo, the bright moonlight fell, and the moon shadows became a pair.
The conversations of other colleagues behind him disappeared at some point, and when Shen Buci looked back, they were standing there, seemingly lost in thought.
Shi Qingruo turned her head to take a look and continued walking forward.
"Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, the moon is very round, and the fifteenth day of next month is Mid-Autumn Festival, so we will have a day off. How do you plan to spend it?"
"I haven't thought about it. Maybe my mother will come over by then. It will take too much time for me to go back. What about you?"
"During the Mid-Autumn Festival in previous years, if there were no plans, Mr. Xu would invite us to his house in town. His aunt would cook a table of dishes for us, and we would eat moon cakes and admire the moon, and that's how we spent the day." Shen Buci turned his head to meet her gaze.
Their eyes met for a few seconds, and Shi Qingruo lowered her eyes, "Then how many times do you go back a year?"
"I come here once a year, during the Chinese New Year. I stay here for two days. My parents miss me so much that they come to see me." He looked straight ahead. "Just like your mother, they are also urging me to get married. As soon as they get home, they want to arrange a blind date for me."
"They said they could take care of my children for a few years before they were too old to walk."
Shi Qingruo turned her head and glanced at him, completely suppressing the thought that had come to her mind before, and said politely: "Mr. Chen looks young, only in his early twenties."
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