"Southeast TV, National Science TV, that, that's a big tech V."

Lao Wang followed his eldest son as he walked across the lawn of the Convention and Exhibition Center, talking non-stop. This was the largest conference he had ever participated in since he started working in engineering. In the past, academic or seminar conferences were only reserved for insiders, and even for outsiders, they were not lively.

It's amazing to see that there has never been such attention.

"There are also various top journals, Nature, Science, Advanced Materials, Physical Review Letters..."

The judges of these top journals are fully armed, like hunters wandering in the forest, not missing any sound. Once the conference has results, they will immediately record them, bypass the cumbersome procedures, and announce the results of the conference to the world.

,Similarly, they are present at the topic conferences held simultaneously in various continents. They have been waiting for this moment for five years.

"It would be great if I could be interviewed once in my life."

Lao Wang looked with envy at the people who were being interviewed by various journals. These were well-known scholars and the most promising people to be selected for the Lighthouse Project.

"Boss, I remember that you were also a man who was the first author of a top journal? Do you want to show your face?"

Li Kaiyang shook his head, "We are afraid."

Passing through the crowd of interviewers, he glanced in and saw that standing in the center of several top journals being interviewed was an acquaintance from the Imperial Capital Power Laboratory, Chang Chen.

The judges who were still chatting and laughing instantly straightened up. Xia Yi stopped his smile and asked seriously, "Xing'an, did you choose the topic of Starship, or did Mr. Wu choose it?"

The topic on the screen was not among the ten topics given by Mr. Wu, so Xia Yi was very concerned. If it was a topic given by Mr. Wu, it meant that at least at his level, he was starting to think about space defense.

"40?"

"Ludao Institute of Physics, Chen Xing'an."

"40."

"Professor Xia, I'm so ashamed. Compared with Professor Xiao Chen, my whole life's research is like fighting crickets in an alley for fun."

"Xing'an, don't leave. Let's take a photo together. The scientific journal said we want to write an article!"

The topic of starships has never stopped. Since the warning monument came five years ago, it has become a fantasy for all mankind. However, it is too difficult to build this thing. Human fighters have limited power due to material limitations.

Limitations, the maximum ceiling is only 50,000 meters, and it can only move in the stratosphere. As for the practical ceiling, it is as low as about 40,000 meters. It can't even reach the edges of low-Earth orbit, let alone Star Wars.

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Xia Yi took the lead in applauding. He was worthy of being the student that Mr. Wu cared about most. This research result alone was the lifelong dream of many generations, a genius-like idea, a genius!

"Hey, don't say that. Xing'an is Mr. Wu's student. Don't you know how tall Mr. Wu is?"

He still looks as lean as he did five years ago, but the difference is that now he wears a crisp suit, exquisite gold-rimmed rimless glasses, and has a strict oily head, which makes him look somewhat like a male model.

In the middle of the ten-person judging table was Mr. Wu's nameplate, and next to Mr. Wu was the energetic Xia Yi.

"Actually, I didn't come up with this myself," Chen Xing'an muttered quietly as she packed up the manuscript. An unpleasant shadow flashed through her mind. She didn't understand why she hated that guy. Maybe it was because he was wearing yellow clothes.

The white coat, maybe because he snatched his comic book, maybe because of his dead fish eyes.

"Mr. Chang, this time you and your team have devoted five years of research, can you?"

angry.

If this power system really has a thrust-to-weight ratio of more than 40, it will be several times the speed of sound. Other fighters on the earth currently look like an old lady in front of it.

Xia Yi happily comforted the other judges, saying that to be an academic, one must not only be smart, but also be well-rounded.

Chang Chen bent slightly and listened to the academic reporter's questions. Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed across his peripheral vision. When he turned around to look for it, the figure had disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people.

After Xia Yi finished talking to the judges, he suddenly remembered this incident and greeted the girl on the stage.

The aerodynamics experts present were shocked by this number. What is the concept of 40? The thrust-to-weight ratio of a solid rocket is only between 50 and 100, but it is a rocket!

The structure is completely different, and the fuel it carries is also huge.

The energy behind this nearly 90-year-old academician is no joke. If it is his idea, there is a high probability that it will become the idea of ​​the superiors.

Chen Xingan nodded politely and looked around the VIP room. Fortunately, there were only nine judges and no cameras. She took a deep breath and displayed her topic on the screen, which was used for the propulsion system of the starship.

The pilot review panel is used to evaluate projects led by second-level professors and above. The results of these projects are too far away from the public and are not suitable for public disclosure.

He looked at the other judges with a smile. In this small evaluation meeting, he needed to select the most valuable result and continue to deepen it. Obviously, the result has come out.

"The thrust-to-weight ratio of the most advanced engines can reach 20. According to the existing boundaries of materials science and fuel science, what is the thrust-to-weight ratio of this power system?"

But that guy's ideas really inspired me.

"Everyone, how's it going? Is there any result?"

The girl professor's generous greeting made the judges in the audience exclaim.

There are not too many second-level professors, and there are even fewer who can come out to lead independent projects. Most of them are immersed in the laboratory researching theories. In the jury discussion room, the last professor appeared today, with his neatly tied hair shining under the lights of the venue.

She has a jade-like color, and wears a simple white shirt on her upper body. The hem of the shirt is wrapped into a knee-length black skirt. She has a pair of long legs wrapped in black silk and wearing short high-heeled shoes.

"However, current materials cannot meet the needs of the power system. This is just a theoretical model."

As he spoke, various calculation parameters and simulation tests were displayed in front of the leading judging panel. The nine judges had different expressions and fell into deep thought.

"I took it," Chen Xing'an pressed the play button of the presentation, "Under extreme circumstances, this power system can meet the combat needs in Earth orbit."

"Excellent, so excellent."

Xia Yi put down the tea cup with a smile on his face, "Xing'an, Mr. Wu also assigned you a project? He really doesn't know how to cherish talents."

In the VIP reception room on the second floor of the convention and exhibition center, a small evaluation meeting has already begun.

"Photography? Photography?"

When Chen Xing'an heard that they wanted to take a group photo, his body froze, his vision was blurred, and goosebumps stood up all over his body. He said, "Come right away, come right away." He picked up the manuscript in his hand and rushed out of the door like a fly.

"Hey, this kid is still afraid of the camera. Ignore her. Let's do it. Let's do it."

Seeing that he couldn't stop her, Xia Yi simply called the other judges to join him, happily stood in the middle of the venue and took a group photo.

"Everyone, take a break after taking pictures. At 9:30 we will officially start the selection of the first topic conference!"
Chapter completed!