Xueba starts from exam score control

Chapter 204

Zhang Chenghua clasped his hands together and said with a mature expression.

"It's not an important thing. Although I am old, I have always been a person who can't relax. Last year, Old Man Wang and I were busy for two days and three days in order to break through a project indicator. I didn't sleep at night, but the next day Lao Wang fell asleep while standing up, and I was the only one who persisted..."

The corner of Chen Zeyan's mouth twitched slightly.

Having said that, he also knows what kind of medicine is sold in Zhang Chenghua's gourd.

"In short, you also want to enter the research institute?" Chen Zeyan asked casually.

When Zhang Chenghua heard it, his eyes lit up: "It's easy to talk to smart people. That's right, I called you here mainly for this matter."

Chen Zeyan spread his hands: "It's useless for you to tell me about this matter, and I'm not the one who made the final decision."

Zhang Chenghua laughed and said, "Xiao Chen was just joking. Now who doesn't know, the people above have attached unprecedented importance to you. As long as it is your request, I believe they will seriously consider it."

"What's more, I don't have any other ideas. I just want to see the moment when a 1nm-level lithography machine is born in my lifetime."

Seeing Zhang Chenghua's serious face, Chen Zeyan rarely put away his usual cynical attitude.

For him, the lithography machine is just a technological product that he can develop with a little effort.

But for people like Zhang Chenghua, it is the pursuit of a very poor life.

In the words of the younger generation, that is their belief.

God knows how anxious and eager people like Zhang Chenghua were when Chen Zeyan and the others were in the research institute, developing lithography machines.

Chen Zeyan sighed, and said, "Anyway, the news should be announced sooner or later, why not tell you now."

"Huh?" Zhang Chenghua was stunned for a moment when he heard the words.

Chen Zeyan took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Old Zhang, in fact, the 1nm level lithography machine has been developed as early as a year ago."

Zhang Chenghua: "..."

quiet!
The whole office suddenly fell into a dead silence.

In Zhang Chenghua's eyes, it was as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in his life, and his pupils shrank violently.

It took several minutes before he suddenly came back to his senses.

"This...how is this possible! Didn't you guys go there for only two years? It's only been two short years, how could it be..."

You know, just a mid-to-high-end lithography machine will take them all their lives to study.

However, until now, if it wasn't for the appearance of Chen Zeyan, they might not even have built that lithography machine.

As for the 1nm level lithography machine, he has already made plans to spend all his remaining time on it.

However, in just two years, he was told that a 1nm-level lithography machine had been developed?

If it wasn't for Chen Zeyan who said this, he probably would have gone berserk on the spot!
"It's over!"

After Zhang Chenghua came to his senses, the first thing he did was not to confirm the authenticity of that incident.

Instead, he got up quickly, closed the window tightly, and went to the door to look around. After making sure that there was no suspicious person around, he was slightly relieved.

However, Chen Zeyan didn't care much about it.

Because at this moment, the entire school is already under the surveillance of the people arranged above.

It is impossible for any trouble to escape the eyes of those people.

He turned around, trembling with excitement.

Looking into Chen Zeyan's eyes with excitement, he lowered his voice as much as possible and said, "Is what you just said... true? You really developed a 1nm-level lithography machine?"

Chen Zeyan nodded and replied: "Although it has been developed, the current ultra-high-end lithography machine is affected by materials and talents, and cannot be mass-produced quickly, so I want to put it into use quickly. It should be impossible."

Hearing this, Zhang Chenghua danced excitedly.

"Fine, fine, fine! As expected of you, when I saw you for the first time, I thought you could accomplish great things!"

Chen Zeyan smiled slightly: "So, Lao Zhang, you don't have anything to do there anymore, you should be your principal at Tsinghua University with peace of mind."

Hearing this, Zhang Chenghua's expression seemed to freeze suddenly. He went back to his desk and sat down, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

But it is gratifying to see more from it.

He slowly picked up the steaming teacup on his table, and then slowly put it down.

Looking up at the sky outside the window, he muttered to himself.

"You don't need me anymore."

……

Leave the principal's office.

Lu Xiaozhou looked at Chen Zeyan and said in a low voice.

"I always feel... Grandpa Zhang's expression just now is so pitiful."

Hearing this, Chen Zeyan smiled slightly, stroked her hair, and replied.

"People of their generation, as he himself said, couldn't be idle, because at that time, if someone was idle, many people would get sick, starve, or even die because of it, so they were afraid of themselves. Take it easy."

"They have already suffered enough, so they can't worry about the next thing."

Chen Jingyi, who had been silent all this time, cast a glance at him, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Xiao Chen, you have changed. The old you was the one who was most afraid of trouble."

Chen Zeyan looked ahead and shrugged helplessly.

"People will always change, as long as it doesn't develop in a bad direction, isn't it?"

Chen Jingyi just smiled and didn't say anything else.

Chen Zeyan has indeed changed.

From the beginning, I just wanted to be an ordinary high school student in a low-key manner, refusing to show off any limelight, and the exams will always only take a level below the average score.

Up to now, he has actually begun to take the initiative to take charge of state affairs.

To be honest, he never even dared to think about this before.

What changed him, in fact, he knew very well in his heart.

What really changed him was the back view of a sick old man wearing a ventilator, struggling to get out of bed, and sitting in front of a cold computer.

Although the back figure looked very small, it made him understand a truth.

People like him, who have always regarded themselves as ordinary, are stepping on such thin and fragile shoulders, spending every day leisurely.

Then he suddenly understood a truth.

One day, when this figure falls down, someone needs to stand up and become that figure.

And he wants to be that figure from behind.

(End of this chapter)