Give the universe a little earth shock

Chapter 12 Starship?

"Southeast Television Station, National Science Television Station, that, that's the big V of science and technology."

Lao Wang walked with his boss on the big lawn of the convention and exhibition center, and the conversation never stopped. This is the biggest conference he has participated in since he was engaged in engineering. In the past, academic or seminar conferences were conducted by experts, while laymen were not even lively. It is not uncommon to see that there has never been such a degree of 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 letting go of any sound. Once the conference has results, they will immediately record them, skip the tedious process, and announce the results of the conference to the world , Similarly, they were present at the subject conferences held simultaneously on all continents. They had been waiting for five years for this moment.

"If only I could be interviewed once in my life."

Lao Wang looked enviously at the people who were being interviewed by various journals. These were well-known scholars and the most promising candidates 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, "I am afraid."

Passing through the crowd of interviews, he glanced in by the way, and standing at the center of several top journals to be interviewed was Chang Chen, an acquaintance from the Imperial Power Laboratory back then.

He still had the lean look of five years ago, the difference is that now he is wearing a neat suit, exquisite gold-rimmed rimless glasses, and a strict greasy hair, with a bit of a male model temperament.

"Mr. Chang, this time you and your team have devoted themselves to research for five years, whether?"

Chang Chen bent his body slightly and listened to the questions of the academic reporter. Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed in his peripheral vision. When he turned his head to look for it, the figure had disappeared into the vast crowd.

In the VIP reception room on the second floor of the Convention and Exhibition Center, a small evaluation meeting has already started.

In the middle of the ten-member judge's table, there was a nameplate of Mr. Wu, and next to Mr. Wu was Xia Yi, who was in good spirits.

The pilot jury is used to evaluate the projects in charge of second-level professors and above. The results of these projects are too far away from the public and are not suitable for publicity.

There are not too many second-level professors, and even fewer can come out to take on the subject alone. Most of them are sunk in the laboratory to study theories. During the discussion of the jury, the last professor came out today, and his neat hair was shining under the lights of the venue. With the color of black jade, the upper body is a plain white shirt, the hem of the shirt is wrapped in a knee-length black skirt, and a pair of long legs wrapped in black silk comes in short high-heeled shoes.

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

The girl professor gave her generous compliments, which caused the judges in the audience to exclaim.

Xia Yi put down his teacup, smiling all over his face, "Xing'an, Mr. Wu even gave you a project? He really doesn't know how to cherish talents."

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

The judges who were chatting and joking straightened up in an instant. Xia Yi suppressed his smile and asked seriously, "Xing'an, did you choose the title of Starship, or did Mr. Wu choose it?"

The topic of starships has never stopped. Since the arrival of the warning monument five years ago, it has become a fantasy of all mankind. However, it is too difficult to create this thing. Restrictions, the maximum ceiling is only 4 meters, and it can only operate in the stratosphere. As for the practical ceiling, it is as low as about [-] meters, and it can't even reach the edge of the low-Earth orbit, let alone Star Wars .

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

The energy behind this nearly ninety-year-old academician is not a joke. If it is his idea, there is a high probability that it will become the idea of ​​the higher-ups.

"I took it." Chen Xing'an pressed the play button of the presentation. "In extreme cases, this power system can meet the operational requirements in Earth orbit."

"However, current materials cannot meet the needs of power systems, and this is only a theoretical model."

With that said, various calculation parameters and simulation tests were displayed in front of the pilot jury. The nine judges had different expressions and fell into deep thought.

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

"40."

"40?"

The aerodynamic 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 that is a rocket!
The structure is completely different, and the fuel it carries is also huge.

If this power system really has a thrust-to-weight ratio of more than 40, it will be several times the speed of sound. At present, other fighters on the earth are like old ladies in front of it.

"Excellent, too excellent."

Xia Yi took the lead in applauding. As expected, he is the student Mr. Wu cares about the most. This research result alone is the dream of many generations, a genius-like idea, a genius!

"Everyone, how are you doing, is there any result?"

He looked at the other judges with a smile. In this small evaluation meeting, one of the most valuable results needs to be selected to continue to deepen. Obviously, the result has already come out.

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

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

Xia Yi cheerfully comforted the other judges. To be an academic, one must not only be smart, but also be slick.

"Actually, I didn't come up with this myself," Chen Xing'an tidied up the manuscript, and muttered something in a low voice. An annoying shadow flashed in her mind. She didn't understand why she hated that guy, maybe it was because he was wearing yellow clothes. Maybe it's because he snatched his own comic book, or maybe it's because of his pair of dead fish eyes.

But the guy's thinking did inspire me.

angry.

"Xing'an, don't go, let's take a photo together, the scientific journal says to write an article!"

After Xia Yi finished speaking with the judges, he suddenly remembered this matter and greeted the girls on the stage.

"Photography? Photography?"

When Chen Xingan heard that a group photo was about to be taken, his body froze, his vision was blurred, and goosebumps all over his body stood up.

"Hey, this child is still afraid of the camera, let's ignore her, let's come, let's come."

Xia Yi saw that he couldn't call her, so he simply called the other judges to join him, stood cheerfully in the center of the venue, and took a group photo.

"Everyone, take a short break after taking pictures. At 09:30, we will officially start the selection of the first subject conference!"

(End of this chapter)