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

Seeing that he didn't get it, Jiang Mian gave up teasing him. She playfully pressed the pen to her lips with one hand and skillfully typed on the keyboard with the other:

"Oh, never mind, you're such a blockhead. Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics did collaborate with East China Institute of Aeronautics and Astronautics before, undertaking several industry-funded projects for Yinghuo-1. I even participated in two of them with my supervisor, probably during my first year of doctoral studies. What's wrong?"

Song Xingye was overjoyed; there was definitely hope! He immediately asked eagerly, "Are there any more documents? I'd like to see them."

Want to see it? Beg me.

She slowly typed a reply:

"Emmm...you're in trouble. The information is definitely still there, but it can only be accessed in the school's archives; outsiders can't see it."

Jiang Mian said regretfully, then added with a hint of cunning, "Of course, with my status as the Holy Maiden of the Automation Department at Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics, and my mentor's prized student, seeing these materials is just a matter of moving a finger."

Facing the wind, she gently put down her phone and began to happily fantasize about Song Xingye asking her for help.

Sure enough, upon hearing that cotton could be of help, Song Xingye replied without any restraint:

"Sister Cotton, could you do me a favor? I'll reward you handsomely afterward, and you can order whatever you want to eat—it's on me!"

Half a second later, a series of cute pink fonts jumped into view again.

"Duck blood vermicelli soup, salted duck, beef potstickers, osmanthus sugar taro sprouts, red bean glutinous rice balls, plum blossom cake, beef wontons, assorted tofu pudding, plum blossom cake... Emmm, that's all I can think of for now, I'll leave the rest for later (✧◡✧)."

Song Xingye seemed completely unsurprised that the other party would make such an outrageous demand, and even couldn't help but smile.

Jiang Mian then sent another message, "Is this all the food you have? Song Shen shouldn't think I'm a glutton, right? (^_−)?"

The girl and Song Xingye became more and more familiar with each other, and their conversations became more and more lively. She was no longer as cautious as she had been when they first met on the train.

Song Xingye replied earnestly, "It's okay, being able to eat is a blessing. I'll go to Jinling in a few days, and we'll keep our promise to each other."

After saying that, he put his phone back in his pocket.

Jiang Mian's situation is just one line of work; Song Xingye also needs to plan for another.

After all, China Southern Airlines only undertook part of the project, but the Yinghuo-1 Mars probe involves too many subsystems. If we want to prevent this launch mission from failing, we have to take a two-pronged approach!

……

East China Institute, Dean's Office.

"Are you going to the test team?"

Lu Zhenhuan put down the documents in his hand, took off his glasses, and looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise.

"Yes, Dean. I would like to apply to join the launch test team for Firefly-1 and learn on-site," Song Xingye said confidently.

Lu Zhenhuan frowned.

The experimental team is not a place where just any newcomer can join.

At Dongyu Group, the testing team is a sacred and mysterious entity.

It generally follows the structure of the two general managers, with the overall unit coordinating various subsystem units, bringing together elites from the structure, control, power, telemetry and other systems from all over the country to form a temporary "expeditionary force" to complete the launch mission at satellite bases in the Gobi Desert or deep mountains and forests.

For newcomers like Song Xingye, it usually takes two or three years to gain rich experience in their positions before they are qualified to be selected for the test team.

Therefore, joining the test team is usually regarded as a "coming-of-age ceremony" for interns at Dongyu Group, a turning point in their careers, and an important resume for future professional title evaluation and promotion.

So many people are desperate to get in and gain experience; how could an intern just go?

But looking at the determined young man in front of him, Dean Lu was in a dilemma.

Song Xingye is no ordinary intern; he is the first champion of the Star Project! He is a key talent being cultivated by the group.

These kinds of people inherently enjoy the privilege of "setting precedents in everything".

I heard that there's a student named Xu Zhe from the First Academy who, as soon as he arrived, dared to apply for millions of yuan in funding to work on a project about coking in liquid oxygen and kerosene engines, causing quite a stir.

In comparison, Song Xingye only wanted to go to the front lines to endure hardship and train, which... didn't seem too unreasonable?

After a moment's hesitation, Lu Zhenhuan reminded him:

"For the Yinghuo-1 Mars probe, since our country is still relatively backward in the field of large launch vehicles... cough, it's still a blank slate, so we entrusted R country to launch it from the Baikonur Cosmodrome. In other words, the test team had to go abroad, to the Kazakh Khanate."

"If you're going, Professor Xu and Academician Li won't have any objections, right? Do your family members agree?"

Seeing that Dean Lu had softened his stance, Song Xingye quickly nodded, "The teachers won't object, and I'm going to the experimental team to broaden my horizons and lend a hand. I definitely won't cause any trouble for the organization! I might even be of great help."

"Hehe." Lu Zhenhuan laughed.

Help me out? You're just a greenhorn; I'd be grateful if you didn't cause any trouble.

Lu Zhenhuan clearly didn't take Song Xingye's words to heart. Even if the management trainees at Xingchen were outstanding, weren't all the members of the experimental team seasoned experts? Who gave you the right to show off?

However, it's good to let him see the world beforehand.

He said, "Are you really sure? Conditions in Baikonur are very harsh, and winter is coming soon. It's freezing cold, and you might even encounter wolves or wild boars in the winter."

"You absolutely have to go!"

Song Xingye looked sincere and thought that since he couldn't find any information about the archives being closed, he would go to the scene to see for himself!

As long as the detector can be seen, the "Fault Prediction Eye" can function.

"Okay, do you have your passport?"

"Yes, Dean Lu, yes."

Song Xingye secretly rejoiced at his foresight in getting his passport sorted out while he wasn't busy; otherwise, this rare opportunity to go to the experimental team would have been lost.

"Then bring your ID card and passport this afternoon, and I'll give you a special application form and dispatch letter so the Ministry of Human Resources can expedite the visa application at the consulate. As for the itinerary... let's assume it's a month for now; I estimate you'll return home after the mission is over."

As Lu Zhenhuan signed the paper, he nagged like a nagging old woman, "The test team set off for Baikonur last month. Your going now is a special case, an unofficial staff member."

The group doesn't have a budget, so the East China Institute will cover your travel expenses and insurance out of our own pockets. Once you get there, follow orders, observe more and speak less, don't cause trouble, and especially don't get into conflict with the Russians, understand...?

"Also, take advantage of these next couple of days to buy a Russian language manual and cram. You'll be dealing with Russians a lot in the future, so learning another language won't hurt!"

Song Xingye nodded and said "Yes" to get it, then hurried back to school to pack his things.

……

For the next two days, Song Xingye was extremely busy.

First, go to the Ministry of Manpower to submit your documents.

The HR girl was initially quite critical of having to make a separate trip to the consulate, but when she saw that the visitor was the legendary top scholar, she immediately beamed with joy.

Not only was the process extremely efficient, but before leaving, they also casually asked for my QQ number and then rushed off to the R country consulate on Huangpu Road to apply for a visa.

Song Xingye thanked the girl profusely as she went to the consulate, then hurriedly pedaled his mountain bike back to school.

He has already bought a train ticket to Nanjing, and he estimates that after returning from Jiang Mian's place, he will immediately set off for Baikonur.

Although the plan was to complete the launch within a month, he knew better than anyone else—

This mission is destined to be difficult and may drag on until the end of the year!

Professor Xu asked him to submit his dissertation before the end of the year, so Song Xingye had no choice but to hurry up and finish the final work, and then... pack up and go abroad.

In two days, he worked overtime in the laboratory of the Sky Building to complete two sets of experiments and run a lot of data.

After checking it with his anti-fault eye and confirming that there were no problems, he printed it out and handed it to Lao Xu's desk.

Before leaving, he solemnly handed over the key to the experimental bench, the database password, and server access to his most capable junior brother.

"Junior brother, from today onwards, you are the new senior brother. I'm washing my hands of this now."

Song Xingye patted his junior brother on the shoulder, his face solemn with a look of entrustment, "I'm entrusting all these things to you for safekeeping. From now on, work hard for Old Xu and make sure he smokes less!"

The junior brother was flattered and bewildered: "Senior brother, are you handing over power so early? Are you retiring from the martial world ahead of schedule?"

"I'm going abroad soon, and the return date is uncertain."

Looking out the window, Song Xingye said in a deep voice, "Just think of it as getting used to it in advance. If you encounter any problems you can't solve, email me. I check my email every day."

The junior disciples were filled with awe and respect.

Look at him, no wonder he's the senior student! He's already working like a dog even before graduating!