Rejecting Tsinghua and Peking Universities: I Will Lead Harbin Institute of Technology to World Lead

In the pure white simulated space, time loses its meaning.

Only the lithography machine, which gradually condensed from illusory data into a clear entity, exuded a breathtakingly precise beauty on the central platform.

The light source system, optical lens group, dual workpiece stage, control system... each module shines with a bright blue luster that signifies successful verification.

Countless intricate data streams weave and converge within it, eventually settling into a stable state.

The final theoretical loop was completed, and the last limiting parameter was verified through simulation.

Lin Feng stood in front of the platform, gazing at this culmination of his months of hard work, a product of the wisdom of Harbin Institute of Technology, Tsinghua University, and the reverse deciphering of cutting-edge international information.

An indescribable sense of accomplishment welled up in my chest.

"It's done."

He murmured to himself, a relieved smile finally appearing on his lips.

The theoretical foundation of the torch relay is now indestructible.

It is no longer a far-fetched fantasy, but a complete and reliable blueprint based on the current level of industrial development, with a clear technological path, that can truly guide China to build its own high-end lithography machine.

Consciousness returns to the reality of the dormitory.

Outside the window, the autumn colors of Beijing are already deep, and the sky is high and the clouds are light.

Without a moment's delay, Lin Feng immediately picked up his phone and dialed Academician Tang Guohong's number.

"Principal, I have completed all the basic theories and engineering designs for the Torch Project." Lin Feng's voice was calm, yet carried a sense of certainty born from experience.

On the other end of the phone, Tang Guohong was visibly silent for a few seconds, his breathing seeming to become heavier.

"All...is it perfect?" Even with Tang Lao's seasoned experience, he couldn't hide his shock at this moment.

How long has it been?

From the moment Lin Feng proposed the direction to his journey north to Tsinghua University to pursue knowledge, it was only a few months at most!

It should be understood that this is a strategic problem that has plagued the country for many years and has yet to be fully solved despite the investment of countless human and material resources!

"Yes, all of them. All core subsystems, including the extreme ultraviolet light source, high numerical aperture objectives, and precision control system, have complete and feasible theoretical solutions and engineering implementation paths," Lin Feng confirmed.

Tang Guohong took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

He certainly believed in Lin Feng.

The remarkable talent of the Fuxi project has already proven this young man's ability.

But the rapid formation of the torch still exceeded his most optimistic expectations.

This is not just a matter of genius; it's practically... born to tackle the nation's scientific and technological challenges!

"Great! That's wonderful!" Tang Guohong's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"Xiao Feng, what are you planning to do next?" He quickly calmed down and asked the crucial question.

"I hope to report all of the theoretical achievements of the 'Burning Torch' project to the nation in their entirety through you," Lin Feng replied without hesitation.

"This project should not belong to any individual or company. It should become the cornerstone of the nation's self-reliance and control over its semiconductor industry."

Lin Feng's choice was exactly what Tang Guohong expected.

If Lin Feng wanted to profit from this, he had every right to negotiate with any giant and acquire astronomical sums of money.

But he chose to hand it over to the state.

This magnanimity and vision earned Tang Guohong even greater admiration.

"I understand!" Tang Guohong said firmly.

"I will immediately initiate the highest-level reporting procedure. Rest assured, the nation will receive this achievement with the utmost solemnity and transform it into tangible national strength as quickly as possible!"

"You will remain in Beijing for the time being and keep your communication channels open. Soon, the most professional and reliable government personnel will contact you, receive all the information, and conduct a preliminary assessment."

"Thank you, Principal," Lin Feng said sincerely.

With Mr. Tang acting as a bridge and guarantor, everything will go much more smoothly.

Lin Feng had just put down his phone after ending the call with Tang Guohong when it rang urgently again.

The name flashing on the screen instantly melted the ice on Lin Feng's cold face, replaced by a warm smile.

"dad."

"Son! What are you busy with? You sound a little tired." Lin Guodong's loud and concerned voice came through the car, with some background noise.

"I just finished a phase of work. Dad, what made you think of calling me?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

He knew perfectly well that since the Fuxi project, his father's career seemed to have taken off.

Although the state has not directly intervened, some implicit support and policy benefits have quietly emerged.

Lin Guodong has always had a keen business sense. He seized the opportunity and spread the Lin Family Hot Pot brand all over the country. Now he is a veritable catering industry giant, and he is so busy that he has no time to spare.

"Hey! I'm inspecting my own businesses, touring the whole country! I couldn't catch you in Fengtian, but I heard you might be in Beijing? Perfect, Beijing's my next stop, checking on a few branches. Got a moment? It's been ages since we had a proper meal together!"

Lin Guodong's voice was filled with excitement and an air of absolute authority.

Lin Feng felt a warmth in his heart.

The fatigue from the intense research seemed to be instantly dispelled by this strong sense of family affection.

"I'm free. Dad, where are you? I'll come find you."

"No! Tell me where you are, and I'll have my driver pick you up! I know Beijing like the back of my hand!" Lin Guodong waved his hand.

"I'm at Tsinghua University, at the West Gate," Lin Feng reported his location.

"Tsinghua University?!" Lin Guodong was visibly taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Well done, kid, off to Tsinghua again? Wait here, I'll be right there!"

About half an hour later, a low-key but spacious and comfortable black minivan came to a steady stop at the west gate of Huaqing Park.

The car door opened, and Lin Guodong, dressed in casual business attire and looking energetic, stepped out.

Although his business empire has expanded rapidly, his straightforward and cheerful spirit as a man from the mountain city has not diminished at all; instead, he has gained a touch of composure and demeanor as a successful businessman.

"Dad!" Lin Feng quickly went to greet him.

"Good lad!" Lin Guodong patted Lin Feng's shoulder hard, looked him up and down, his eyes full of pride.

"He's grown taller again, but looks a bit thinner. Has he been neglecting his meals? But his energy and spirit are commendable!"

"Come on, get in the car! Dad's taking you to a great place, our flagship store in Beijing. We just got some new hot pot bases, absolutely authentic!"

The father and son, like old friends, chatted and laughed as they got into the car.

The carriage was filled with a faint scent of leather and the subtle spicy aroma of hot pot broth.

Lin Guodong enthusiastically recounted the interesting stories of expanding his business over the past few months, mentioning which places had discerning palates and which branches were thriving.

Lin Feng listened with a smile, occasionally interjecting with a few questions.

He made no mention of Fuxi, nor of the newly completed torch relay.

Because these projects are all classified information.

At this moment, he is a son who has temporarily laid down his burdens and is enjoying his father's care.

The car drove into the bustling city center and finally stopped in front of an antique-style building that was both quaint and brightly lit.

Lin's Hot Pot's gilded signboard stands out against the night sky, and the area in front of the restaurant is bustling with traffic, indicating its booming business.

"Look, this is just a corner of the Lin family's empire!" Lin Guodong pointed proudly, put his arm around his son's shoulder, and walked past the respectfully greeting shop assistants to the reserved quiet private room on the top floor.