In addition, many factors need to be considered when building a satellite, such as the earth's gravitational field, atmospheric resistance, solar gravity, lunar gravity, light pressure, etc.
After considering these things, the control system also needs to be improved. If there is no control system or the control system fails, it is not a satellite, it is called space junk.
In the interstellar era, the annual expenditure on salvaging and disposing of space debris alone is no less than trillions.
Ling Yue was so immersed in her work that she didn't even notice Qian Zilin coming in twice, until Qian Zilin came in for the third time with a lunch box and forcibly interrupted her.
"Hurry up and eat first, then we can do it after we are full."
If he hadn't happened to pass by Ling Yue's door and heard the typing sounds inside, he would have thought Ling Yue had gone out to play.
I didn’t expect that Ling Yue, although young, is actually a workaholic.
But it's not okay to just work without eating and resting on time. He has a lot of things to do every day and can't just focus on Ling Yue.
Forget it, I'll discuss it with the Palace Museum later and see if we can find someone who has retired from the army but hasn't been assigned a job to be Ling Yue's assistant, who can also protect Ling Yue.
As for his salary, it will be deducted from his wages. Anyway, his salary is quite high, and he has saved some money in the Ugly Country, which is enough for him to live on.
Ling Yue watched Qian Zilin thinking with his head down, but did not disturb him. After eating, she washed the lunch box, put it on the table, and started typing again.
It takes more than a day or two to write a detailed plan. When Ling Yue took the exam, she had only completed two-thirds of it, and it is expected that the whole plan will be completed in early February.
In early January, the Palace Museum officially signed the draft of the satellite plan. The Chinese Academy of Sciences set up three design institutes and named them the "581" group.
In such a busy time, Qian Zilin forgot about Ling Yue again.
On January 17th, Ling Yue entered the dormitory for the first time.
When she stepped into the dormitory, Zhang Keke came forward and gave Ling Yue a bear hug: "Oh my God, the busy man who is rarely seen is finally back."
"Lingyue, you don't know. When the dorm manager came to check on you, her face turned black when she saw you weren't there."
Ling Yue raised her eyebrows, thinking of the old man from the mathematics department, who would probably be very upset.
"Yes, Lingyue, is there anyone at home? Otherwise, you haven't been back for so long, and your aunt's face is dark, but I didn't punish you." Wang Yan also jumped over and asked curiously.
If Ling Yue hadn't seen the greed and anger in her eyes, Ling Yue would have really thought that Wang Yan was just curious, after all, she didn't hear any hint of that in her tone.
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