Chapter 444 Academician Zhang’s Life Experience

Everyone looked in disbelief and felt like they were listening to a science fiction movie.

"Mr. Zheng, this is really not a science fiction movie."

"You will know after I show you the specific plan later," Liu Cong said.

"There is also the life span issue that everyone is most concerned about."

"The service life of our country's current best-performing fighter engine is only 1,600 hours."

"While the service life of American fighter jet engines can reach a terrifying more than 10,000 hours, our service life is ten times different than others."

"However, our seventh-generation turbofan engine is different."

"According to my budget, the endurance of the seventh-generation turbofan engine is about 50,000 hours."

When everyone heard the words fifty thousand, they were already stunned.

Over the past hour or so, Liu Cong has brought them too many surprises.

For a moment, everyone present didn't know what to say and couldn't say anything.

Everyone believed Liu Cong 100% in what he said. After all, his strength was there, how could they not believe him.

"So, what you just saw was just a brief introduction. The real purpose of my visit this time is to successfully provide you with the technology I have researched."

"After all, my abilities alone will be limited, and your professional research and development in this area will definitely be much better than mine."

In the conference room, there was constant noise.

Everyone looked at Liu Cong on the stage with excitement and confusion. They couldn't tell the truth from the lie for a moment.

"Academician Liu, you said you are willing to hand over this technology to us. What do you mean?"

In fact, the literal meaning of Liu Cong is already very obvious.

However, Mr. Zheng, like the researchers behind him, could not believe whether what Liu Cong said was true or false.

Because everything is so unrealistic.

Yesterday, they were still worrying about improving the endurance of the fifth-generation turbofan engine.

As for the sixth-generation fighter aircraft, they don't have any clue yet. They just said that the project is just getting started and a research and development team has been established.

I originally thought that it would be great to develop the sixth generation within ten years.

Unexpectedly, when he woke up, the research and development technology and drawings of the seventh-generation fighter engine were directly thrown in his face.

Whoever it is, it would not be so easy to accept that this is a fact.

Liu Cong looked at Mr. Zheng and explained again calmly: "I mean it literally."

"If you think it's unrealistic, I will show you the information in person after the meeting."

Seeing this, Mr. Zheng nodded and shook his head.

For a moment, Liu Cong really didn't know what he wanted to express.

………………

After the meeting ended in the morning, Liu Cong and Mr. Zheng went to a restaurant outside the institute to have lunch.

During this period, Mr. Zheng and Liu Cong were chatting. At this time, they were more like old friends who had known each other for a long time.

Maybe it’s a unique ability that scientific researchers have to cherish each other!

"Academician Liu, let me tell you, my student is Xiao Zhang, you know him..."

Mr. Zheng and Liu Cong told many things about Academician Zhang’s past, and Liu Cong also learned from Mr. Zheng how difficult it was for Academician Zhang before.

His family was poor when he was young, and his father died unexpectedly when he was three years old, leaving his mother alone to raise Academician Zhang alone.

Academician Zhang's path to education was not so smooth either. He was almost dropped out of school because he could not afford the tuition. In the end, the villagers looked at him pitifully and helped him raise the tuition for high school.

After passing the college entrance examination, Academician Zhang was admitted to Huaxia University of Science and Technology due to his excellent grades.

After learning about Academician Zhang's family background, he waived all his tuition fees.

Before the age of thirty, Academician Zhang's life was not so smooth and full of ups and downs.

However, if Academician Zhang does not have the help of his fellow villagers, there will be no funding from the state.

So now he can only farm in the valleys or go out to work and do some hard work.

After Mr. Zheng told Academician Zhang's personal story, Liu Cong felt quite emotional.

How many families are there in China like Academician Zhang? How many academicians are there?

Children from civilian mountainous areas are not as smart as children in cities, but they simply don’t have the conditions.

And the only way they want to change their destiny is to read.

Thinking of this, a small seed was buried in Liu Cong's heart. He wanted to do something for these children.

………………

after dinner,

Mr. Zheng did not rest, but took Liu Cong to a relatively secret research laboratory.

This was also requested by Liu Cong face to face.

Liu Cong took out his computer and opened the secret document.

"Mr. Zheng, all the information on the new generation of fighter engines is here. You should know the answer after reading it."

Mr. Zheng sat in front of the computer with a solemn expression, and then opened the first file.

Within an hour, Academician Zheng didn't say a word, didn't drink a sip of water, and stared at the computer, for fear that he would miss any knowledge.

Unconsciously, Mr. Zheng's face was covered with sweat.

However, the air conditioner in the research room was obviously on, and Liu Cong felt a chill.

Finally, after an hour and a half, Mr. Zheng took a deep breath and slowly put down the mouse in his hand.

"I won't read the rest of it, I can't stand it anymore."

"If I keep reading, I'm afraid I'm going to have a heart attack!!"

"This information of yours really shocks me!"

Mr. Zheng's eyes were red as he looked at Liu Cong standing next to him.

"Academician Liu, do you know? The research and development of aerospace engines is really difficult!"

"I really hope that my motherland can be strong in the aerospace field!"

"However, a person's ability is limited after all. Sometimes I feel exhausted physically and mentally, but I don't dare to slack off."

"I don't dare to get sick, I don't dare to rest."

"Because I know that the motherland needs me! The people need me! I can't just give up and fall down!"

Mr. Zheng's heartfelt words left Liu Cong speechless for a moment.

Later, Mr. Zheng said again: "Until I saw this information, a huge stone in my heart was like being moved away by a strong man."

"From this information, I see hope!"

After Mr. Zheng saw the actual information, he believed what Liu Cong said even more.

"Mr. Zheng, I understand how you feel now."

"If you are tired, take a good rest. Behind the motherland, we are still there!"

Mr. Zheng stood up and shook Liu Cong's hand, and the two looked at each other and smiled.