Reborn in 2011, I am the chief designer of aerospace.

Lu Yuan stood up abruptly, and his large hand, yellowed from smoke, reached out and pulled Song Xingye to sit next to him.

This sudden enthusiasm left the latter somewhat flattered. Before he could even process what was happening, he was formally introduced to everyone present:

"This is Song Xingye, the winner of this year's inaugural Starry Sky Summer Camp!"

Lu Yuan chuckled and held up one finger. "This is the best, the foremost, one in a thousand!"

The people in the conference room seemed to relax a lot as they listened to Dean Lu's teasing, and they all leaned back in their chairs and laughed.

"Our Eighth Academy has really picked up a treasure. Especially this year, affected by the Wolf Clause, the whole group is burning with anger and determined to crush those white guys. The desire for talent is unprecedented."

Over the summer alone, at least two thousand early admission offers were sent out, but there were only ten spots available for the "Starry Sky Summer Camp"!

At this point, Dean Lu straightened his back ramrod straight, looking quite smug, "But this one and only 'number one' actually volunteered to come to our Eighth Academy for on-site learning. Heh heh, those big shots from the First and Fifth Academies who were waiting to snatch him up are probably as black as the bottom of a pot right now!"

Having said that, he slapped Song Xingye's shoulder hard with his large palm.

"You're doing a great job, kid. Since you trust the East China Institute so much, then on behalf of all my colleagues at the Eighth Institute, I promise that we will spare no effort to cultivate you into a talent!"

Song Xingye could only nod awkwardly, maintaining an embarrassed yet polite smile.

"Okay, wanna smoke? Want one?"

Dean Lu casually reached for the table and shook several cigarette packs, only to find them empty. He couldn't help but laugh and curse, "A bunch of old smokers!" He then had his secretary open a new pack and reprint a new accident analysis report on the Long March 2C rocket.

They were stuffed into Song Xingye's arms.

"From now on, the East China Institute will be your home. Take this report and read it, attend the meeting and listen to everyone's opinions; it will broaden your horizons. This is much more meaningful than those fake reports you read in school..."

Song Xingye had no chance to refuse, and Dean Lu had already turned his head to continue discussing with the others.

My gaze pierced through the swirling smoke and landed on the nameplates on the conference table. I recognized the names of these people to some extent.

After all, in his previous life, Song Xingye was demoted in name only to become the acting factory manager at the Eighth Hospital.

Judging from the nameplate, today's meeting was of a very high level, with almost all the bigwigs present, including Dean Lu, Vice Dean Zhang, Secretary Gong, and Academician Li Difeng, the chief scientist of the Eighth Academy.

Song Xingye opened the rather thick report in front of him and felt a little dizzy.

This amount of data is simply too enormous!

Academician Li spoke eloquently at the meeting, dissecting the causes of the launch failure layer by layer, and listing detailed potential fault trees for each subsystem.

Meanwhile, the chief engineers of each subsystem argued that there were no flaws in the design and shifted the pressure to other departments.

Despite the incessant chatter, Song Xingye gradually calmed down.

It was as if I had entered a state of "flow," where all the surrounding noise receded like the tide, leaving only the rustling sound of pages turning in front of me.

A strange warmth filled my limbs and bones, and my mind was more active than ever before. The "Fault Prediction Eye" was activated silently at this moment.

Song Xingye turned the pages one by one, the dark golden light in his eyes spreading across the pages like starlight.

Every piece of data, every number, was peeled off the page and floated into his mind like stardust, where it was reconstructed into a solidly built edifice of physics.

The outline of that building is the majestic figure of the Long March 2C rocket!

Song Xingye focused intently on observing its 3D model from a VR perspective, his mind racing as he pondered its intricacies.

Compared to satellites, spacecraft, and probes, rockets are the forte of this chief designer of the Long March 9 rocket.

Even though he had never participated in the design of the Long March 2C, he still understood the fundamental principles. With his profound theoretical knowledge and the help of his "golden touch," Song Xingye quickly found a highlighted "box" in the document through his "fault prediction eye."

Level 2!

The words slipped out unconsciously.

The previously heated discussion was interrupted by this discordant voice. Dean Lu, who was closest to them, abruptly raised his hand to stop them and turned to ask:

"What's Level 2?"

Song Xingye snapped out of his daze and, facing the focused gazes of the room full of bigwigs, realized that he had misspoke.

But he quickly composed himself, pursed his lips, stood up from his seat, and said:

"I think we could create two separate fault trees to test the connection between the secondary roaming machine and the servo mechanism."

A chief engineer in charge of the second-stage rocket immediately said:

"Regarding the level 2 mobile gaming unit, we have conducted multiple reproduction tests, and the fault has never reappeared. It has been temporarily ruled out as a suspect!"

Given Song Xingye's special internship status and Dean Lu's high regard for him, the engineer's tone was relatively restrained.

However, Song Xingye still insisted on his point of view, or firmly believed that the "Fault Prediction Eye" would not report errors.

He then changed the subject and suggested again:

"I believe that to reproduce the fault, the secondary climber and servo mechanism must be considered as a whole. Individual disassembly and testing are unlikely to uncover the problem. Therefore, I suggest re-establishing the fault tree..."

The so-called "wingman" is usually the rocket's attitude and orbit control engine, which is responsible for attitude and orbit control, and is equivalent to the "wingman" of the main engine.

The main engine propels the rocket into the sky with all its might, while the program turns and attitude fine-tuning are all handled by the small nozzles of the vernier.

As for the servo mechanism, it's like the muscles of a rocket;

It can receive instructions from the computer control system to deflect the nozzle of the motor, thereby controlling the direction.

Seeing that the chief engineer did not refute, and that Dean Lu and Li Difeng also seemed to be deep in thought, Song Xingye simply mustered up his courage and continued speaking.

After all, the "Fault Prediction Eye" can only report errors and tell Song Xingye that there is a problem with the level two, but he has to rely on himself to find out the exact location of the lesion.

Based on his own experience, he boldly offered the following advice:

"It can be preliminarily suspected that during the second stage flight of the Long March 2C, the connection structure between a certain drone and the servo mechanism controlling it failed, or even broke off!"

This is equivalent to the linkage between the steering wheel and the wheels breaking while driving; the consequences would be unimaginable.

"When the computer issues a command, the servo mechanism is still moving, but due to the connection failure, it is unable to drive the nozzle of the mobile motor to deflect at all."

"Within seconds, a rocket that has lost attitude control will become unstable in the air, tumble violently, and deviate from its intended trajectory."

Ultimately, the rocket, unable to maintain normal flight due to its incorrect attitude, was detonated on the ground, resulting in a launch failure and the satellite failing to enter orbit.

After finishing his statement in one breath, Song Xingye paused and quickly added, "Experts, this is just my personal speculation based on theory, and I hope it can provide everyone with a new perspective..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hushed murmur arose in the meeting room.

Song Xingye sat back down, and Professor Xu gently patted his shoulder, giving him an approving and gratified look.

Regardless of whether the outcome is right or wrong, the sheer courage to speak frankly in front of so many bigwigs already surpasses that of countless peers.

After a long while, Lu Zhenhuan coughed, and the venue instantly fell silent.

Seeing that the discussion had reached no conclusion, Dean Lu's expression turned serious, and he tapped the table, saying:

"The investigation into the Long March 2C accident must yield results as soon as possible! This was a serious launch failure, which has also affected the launch of Tiangong-1, causing it to be delayed again and again."

"Comrades, I don't need to emphasize how important Tiangong-1 is, do I? This is the number one project assigned by the group, and it's the top priority this year. The chairman and the general managers are all keeping a close eye on it. We and the Fifth Academy are the units in charge of the overall coordination. If we fail to launch it by the end of the year, no one can bear the responsibility!"

The atmosphere immediately became tense, and everyone's faces tightened.

Dean Lu, with his keen insight, made the decision immediately.

"We can boldly test the idea that Xiao Song just proposed. Since you've been searching for so long without any results, let's try it as a last resort, even if there's only a 1% chance."

"I don't care what methods you use, you must submit a complete accident report on the Long March 2C rocket to me before National Day! During this period, suspend all manufacturing and launches of the Long March 2 series rockets and thoroughly investigate any similar potential hazards!"

"That concludes today's meeting. We'll now have a team meeting; everyone else may leave..."

After Dean Lu finished speaking with a stern face, all the meeting attendees quickly packed up their materials and left.

Professor Xu also pulled Song Xingye along with Academician Li and the others as they left the conference room.

Only a few senior executives remained seated, accustomed to their situation, waiting for an internal meeting.