Chapter 629
The eye of the tornado is not a good place to stand.
Chapter 629 The eye of the tornado is not a good place to stand.
"Gaga gaga gaga." Xinbao laughed like a goose as she watched the countless parents looking utterly devastated and questioning their existence.
Lin Xiaohe gently tapped it and said indulgently, "Naughty."
Well done!
This is nothing!
Back then, she was a graduate student when she suddenly appeared in the interstellar college entrance examination hall. The questions were so challenging that they were like a dimensional reduction attack, almost shattering her Dao heart.
How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?
Instead of trying to control the kids, try to control the parents. From 80-year-olds to 20-year-olds, this is the age for them to take risks.
Come, let's study for the rise of the East!
If the parents of primary and secondary school students are in dire straits, then college students and researchers are experiencing a bittersweet mix of pain and joy.
Good news! Another breakthrough in theory and technology.
Bad news, the number of things I need to memorize has increased again.
What's even more disheartening is that the speed at which we learn theory can't keep up with the speed at which knowledge is updated!
"Aaaaaah! I'm going to die!" The senior students in the Computer Science Department of the top university were howling like ghosts.
Just as they were about to graduate, full of pride, high spirits, and boundless prospects, their lifeline was ripped off!
Tell me, who else could be this unfortunate?!
Who else?!
Four years of hard study in computer science, desperately trying to catch up with advanced foreign theories, and countless days and nights of studying diligently—all in vain.
The emergence of Longyin Computer and Teacher Xinbao has directly revolutionized the global computer industry, changing the landscape of the world!
"Waaaaah, I have to rewrite my graduation thesis!" A chubby-faced boy lay on the table, his eyes filled with despair.
Across from him stood his roommate, his eyes lifeless and his eye sockets as dark as a panda's: "I thought I was riding the wave of the times, but I never imagined I was just a grain of sand beneath it. Ahhh, how did Changhong manage to do that? My dear motherland, what secrets do you still hold that we don't know?"
In the library, a boy jumped onto a desk, tossed his thesis into the air, veins bulging on his neck, and roared, "Petrel, let the storm rage on!"
Everyone stared at the boy as if they had seen a ghost, fearing that he might have lost his mind due to the excessive stimulation.
To everyone's surprise, after yelling, the boy jumped off the table and pulled a tablet out of his bag.
"Damn it!" The chubby-faced boy rushed over, hooked his arm around the boy's neck, and said fiercely, "You skinny monkey, tell me honestly, where did you get the Dragon Roar tablet?! You can't even buy this thing anywhere."
"Hehe, hehehehe..."
The others then realized what was happening and excitedly rushed forward, surrounding the boy.
"Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely. Now confess immediately!"
"Brother, if you become rich and powerful, don't forget me. Please allow me to admire the Dragon Roar Tablet."
"Skinny monkey, do you even know how to use this thing? Put it down, let me do it."
The boy clutched the tablet tightly to his chest, looking wary. "You beasts, don't even think about taking my divine artifact. Hey, hey, don't try to take it, you're going to tear my clothes. Fine, as long as you go to the professor and apply to participate in the Changhong Group's research project, once the application is approved, you'll get a free exclusive Dragon Roar tablet."
What project are you participating in?
"The application of computers and artificial intelligence in the aerospace field in the Nantianmen Project".
The group was just joking around, and after getting the answer, they let go of the boy and started discussing it amongst themselves.
"Changhong Group is going into the aerospace field. Is that a huge leap?"
"If it can develop computers and artificial intelligence, it's not surprising that it can then extend its reach to rockets and satellites!"
"How come I remember my politics teacher saying that the space race was a conspiracy by the United States against the Soviet Union, with the aim of weakening the Soviet Union?"
"Didn't you see Lin Xiaohe's interview? She once said that others are responsible for drawing, and Dongguo is responsible for making it happen. There's nothing Dongguo can't do, only things he hasn't thought of." "Awesome, no wonder she's my idol! You guys chat, I'll go first."
"You scoundrel! You have no sportsmanship and dare to steal my opportunity!" The computer science students reacted quickly, knowing that this kid was definitely going to register, how could they let him get there first? They all took off running like a tornado.
Within seconds, half of the library's study room was empty.
Students from other departments watched the spectacle with great interest, thankfully the tide of the times didn't reach their research fields.
whee.
In a corner of the library, several professors watched the entire scene unfold.
An elderly professor, dressed neatly and with an unusually serious expression, pushed up his glasses and said with satisfaction, "A strong youth makes a strong nation. It is truly a blessing for our country that our children are not afraid of difficulties and dare to face them head-on."
Another middle-aged professor, who knew more about the situation, looked at the group of running figures with sympathy.
The country has always used the term "generation 1" to announce "generation 3," when in fact it has already developed generation 6 and is currently developing generation 7.
What the students see is just the tip of the iceberg. Only after they officially join the research group will they realize that national scientific research is not on a high-speed track, but on a rocket, with breakthroughs every second!
Go after it, you wind-chasing youth!
The professors' gazes then fell upon the students from other departments who were watching the spectacle unfold.
A glint flashed across the old professor's glasses, and a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth.
The students caught the smile and couldn't help but shudder.
"What is Academician Cheng laughing at?"
"I don't know, I just feel a bit creepy, like I'm getting goosebumps."
Soon, they understood why Academician Chen was laughing like that.
After rigorous assessments and background checks, each department selected a group of students to form an elite class.
There is no limit to the number of students; the focus is on quality, not quantity. In some departments, the top classes may only have two students.
The teacher smiled broadly: "Students, congratulations on ushering in the best era in history! In the days to come, we will spread our wings and take off on the winds of change."
The classroom erupted in enthusiastic applause.
until……
Physics students opened their new textbook, "Macroscopic Quantum State Topological Locking Theory," their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. One student raised his hand and exclaimed, "Professor, is this correct?!"
Experimental objective: To use superconducting coils to program and weave space magnetic field lines into a cage to confine plasma.
Excuse me?
What is all this about?
The teacher smiled faintly and remained silent, saying, "That's what the eye of a tornado looks like."
Biology students began studying "Synthetic Biology Circuit Design," with their final assignment being to cultivate a green algae that could produce gasoline.
Hehe, hehehe.
The top biology students closed their textbooks expressionlessly. They were definitely still half asleep, absolutely!
The clinical medical students stared blankly at a magnetoencephalogram (MEG) set called a superconducting interferometer.
What is this thing? How is medicine related to superconductivity? How is it used? What's the principle behind it?
Waaah, the miserable clinical medical students burst into tears, vowing never to laugh at their computer science classmates again.
The tide of the times is not a single wave, but a mighty tsunami!
Even leading figures in clinical medicine can only learn new technologies and theories with tears streaming down their faces.
Oh, Motherland, did you discover aliens on Earth and burn their butts with cigarette butts? Or did you find the remnants of a once-glorious civilization in ancient documents?
Otherwise, how do you explain this technological explosion?!