Qin Shu raised her eyebrows slightly: "Then I won't be polite."
She remembered that Zhou Ya once said in her previous life that if she had not met the old pervert Zhu Maokun, there was a 50% chance that she would continue to study the shelved project.
If China's computer technology had been developed ten years earlier, it would not have been strangled by the United States, and a lot of important information would not have been stolen.
As we all know, the United States leads the way in the field of supercomputers.
The technology they control can steal confidential information from all Internet connections around the world.
Qin Shu sat on a stool in the living room, flipping through the manuscript. The dense professional terms made her dizzy.
But she still tried hard to find the difficult problem that Zhou Ya mentioned in her previous life.
After picking up a new stack of manuscripts and reading them for a while, Qin Shu's eyes lit up.
Found it!
These are hand-drawn computer circuit diagrams, chip design drafts, and scrapped calculations.
*Zhou Ya's handwritten chip architecture design notes
*Project: China's own chip
*Date: July 7, 1982
;Architecture design:
;- 32-bit RISC architecture, main frequency 10MHz
;-Integrated floating point unit to support complex calculations
;-Built-in encryption module to ensure data security
;-Completely independent design, no reliance on foreign technology
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; Problem record:
;-The process technology is limited and the lithography technology needs to be improved
;-Insufficient material supply, need to find alternative solutions
Qin Shu looked at the contents of the manuscript, sat up straight, and reached out to touch the pencil on the table.
She was excited and said inwardly - as long as the lithography process and material problems mentioned by Zhou Ya were solved, the Chinese chip would be able to come out.
Qin Shu was so emotional that she seemed to see Zhou Ya sitting in a wheelchair with sad eyes full of regret and remorse.
In her previous life, Qin Shu, who was over 40 years old, sat opposite Zhou Ya.
"Can I ask what problem you're having with computer technology?"
Zhou Ya smiled bitterly: "My teacher and I have studied a new photolithography technology that can improve the accuracy to within 1 micron."
Qin Shu asked in surprise: "1 micron? How is that possible? With the technology we had at the time, we could only achieve 3 microns."
Zhou Ya said with regret and sadness: "That was a solution based on multi-layer masks and new photoresists. We encountered two difficulties at the time. In fact, there were problems with the details of our research. As long as we make slight changes, we can manufacture chips that belong to China."
Qin Shu saw Zhou Ya's regret and sadness at the time and just quietly listened.
At this time, Qin Shu was quickly flipping through Zhou Ya's manuscript of scribbled notes and question records.
She quickly found two questions, held the pencil in her hand, and started to mark them.
The round-faced girl at the side had a horrified expression on her face and rushed forward to stop them. However, when she saw Qin Shu's unprofessional but easy-to-understand question, her brows furrowed tightly.
What Qin Shu wrote is about the bottleneck problem of chip materials?
Then, the round-faced girl paused for a moment and covered her mouth tightly to prevent her screams from disturbing Qin Shu.
This… this is… they encountered a problem with the built-in encryption module, which is an important photolithography process in chip technology!
An hour later.
Qin Shu put down her pen and twisted her stiff neck left and right.
She sorted out the re-annotated manuscript and stuffed it into the round-faced girl's arms.
"Zhou Ya's acupuncture is almost over. I'll go get the needles. Keep these manuscripts. Show them to her when she's in better spirits."
"Okay! I got it!"
The round-faced girl held the manuscript tightly in her arms, staring at Qin Shu with sparkling eyes, full of respect as if she were looking at a god.
However, as soon as Qin Shu left home, the round-faced girl rushed into the bedroom holding the manuscript.
After a while, Zhou Ya's excited roar was heard from the room.
"Quick! Go call the teacher!"
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