Black technology: I can decompose everything

Chapter 118 Find yourself another job! 35
All Song Cong's thoughts are now attracted by the pencil sketches on the notebook. When Du Sanyi closed the notebook, he felt a little irritable for no reason.

But when he heard what Du Sanyi was asking, he immediately came back to his senses, and only gave him a faint look before answering.

"The security in the building is absolutely fine. Don't forget where we are. This is Chengluoma, a large military enterprise. Besides, we just had a meeting here. Don't worry about the security!"

To Song Cong's answer, Du Sanyi nodded, then let go of his heart and reopened the notebook in his hand.

As the notebook was opened again, the two once again focused all their attention on the notebook.

The two continued to look at it. This time, they did not continue to look at the sketch of the air inlet on the second page, but turned to the next page and looked at it.

When the content on the third page was presented in front of their eyes, the two old men almost couldn't help drooling as if they had seen some treasure.

What is drawn on the third page is no longer a detailed drawing, but a whole picture of the exterior of the aircraft. Although this picture is drawn with a pencil and the lines are very simple, for two experts with extremely deep knowledge, they have already made the notebook The sketch above is a [-]D model in my head.

"It's so beautiful!" Song Cong sighed involuntarily when his stomach was three-dimensionalized in his mind.

"Yeah, it's so beautiful. Now this air intake depends on how comfortable it is. It's better than the pitot tube air intake we used before and the current adjustable swash plate air intake."

Professor Du immediately agreed after Song Cong finished speaking.

"Old Song, look at the current design of this aircraft. Is it completely different from the current No. [-]? The nose has been changed, the air inlet has been changed, and the double rear tails, plus the canard and main wing high.

Although we can still see the shadow of our No. [-] in the drawing on the notebook, but strictly speaking, this is really like the difference between J-[-] and J-[-] II. "

The two of them were talking around the picture without listening, but their eyes had already started to look at Li Zhenhua. They never thought that something like this would happen.

The two stared at Li Zhenhua for a few more times, and then looked at the drawings at the back of the book again.

The sketches drawn by Li Zhenhua in the notebook were read by the two of them page by page. As they flipped through the pages, they stopped to discuss things from time to time.

After they had read all the pictures, they put the notebook aside and turned their attention from the notebook to Li Zhenhua.

"Zhenhua, all the pictures in this book were drawn by you during the meeting just now? Tell me and Mr. Song what you think!" Professor Du asked him solemnly.

Li Zhenhua heard Professor Du's words, thought carefully for a while, and then spoke after organizing the language.

"Teacher, I drew these pictures at the meeting, and when I was drawing, I couldn't stop at all, and the thoughts in my mind flowed naturally, just like Wen Siquan.

Of course, these are just some of my own fantasies, but they may not be true, and they should be without reference.

As for why I draw these pictures, the source of inspiration is actually the fourth-generation mobile phone that has been arguing in recent years. Isn’t Laomei always advocating their fourth-generation mobile phone, and I have read related news before.

Especially some time ago, they have been saying that the F22 has been finalized and has been in service for the past few years, so I paid more attention to it and saw photos of the F22.

So when I saw the photo on the [-]th today, I kept thinking, since Lao Mei can make a fourth-generation machine, why can't we.

So I had some ideas, and I also drew some of my ideas based on the basis of No. [-]. "

Li Zhenhua confided all his previous thoughts to the two of them, and the two people who heard him finish these thoughts all gave him encouraging looks.

"Zhenhua, your idea is very good, we aviation people should dare to think like you.

Speaking of which, Lao Song and I quarreled over this at the beginning when Lao Mei said that he was developing the fourth-generation aircraft. Before the other party disclosed too much, we always thought that the other party was bragging, but it was just a new space war. Start.

It was used to confuse us, but we didn't realize that we had such a big generation gap with the other party until their project went to the sky.

When we are old, the ideas in our minds will inevitably become rigid, but although we are old, there are still young people like you.

I brought you here this time because I wanted to give you a lot of insight, but I didn't expect to have a surprise, hahaha..."

Professor Du couldn't help laughing while talking, and there was a sense of relief in the smile.

When Professor Du was smiling, Song Cong said again: "Zhenhua, you are very good. At first I always said that I found a good apprentice, but I didn't believe it, but now I believe it. You are really good!"

Li Zhenhua smiled a little shyly at the compliment from the No. [-] chief teacher, and the professor next to him finished laughing and continued.

"Old Song, be envious, haha, Zhenhua, let me tell you, this time we are here to watch the test flight of No. [-] after all.

So I will ask Lao Song to make copies of your pictures later, and the two of us will keep a copy and return them to you later.

However, regarding these pictures, I still assign you a task. These pictures have great potential to be tapped, so I will improve this picture according to your ideas later.

Regardless of whether your picture is feasible or not, you should design it as if it is a formal project. The teacher is waiting for your perfect stealth version of the tenth machine plan. "

Li Zhenhua was extremely shocked at the moment. When he first started painting, he really didn't expect that it would develop into the current situation. How could he be assigned a task again.

But he was not at all unwilling to the task assigned to him by the professor, and he himself wanted to perfect the ideas in his mind, which was too tempting for him.

"Good teacher, I've accepted this task, just wait for me to give you the perfect plan!"

Professor Du handed the notebook to Song Cong who was next to him, then stood up, and patted him on the shoulder to show his encouragement.

After they finished talking about this matter, they left the meeting room together. Li Zhenhua came out of the meeting room in a daze, still somewhat disbelieving in his heart.

Before he came this time, he had already planned to see more than to listen, but he really didn't expect that it would develop to the present, and he had another task on his body.

Song Cong brought the two of them to his office, and he himself took the notebook to the copier and copied two sets of the pictures in Li Zhenhua's notebook.

After the photocopying was finished, Song Cong and Professor Du put away the copy, and the original was returned to him.

After finishing these things, the three who missed lunch felt the hunger in their stomachs.

(End of this chapter)