I'm a scientist, why can't I have faith?

As dusk fell, the Fuxing bullet train C2621 slowly came to a stop at Tianhai West Station.

The train doors slowly opened, and Wang Dong stepped onto the platform.

hmm~

The air in my hometown smells so sweet!

Although his ID number does not start with 120, but with 410.

But this does not change the fact that Wang Dong regards Tianhai as his hometown.

After all, no one stipulates that you can only have one hometown.

The place that haunts my dreams is my hometown, and so it is with that small county town called Heluo, and with Tianhai.

Whether it's my childhood memories in Heluo, the small earthen mound where my grandfather rests peacefully, or my youth in Tianhai City, or the little things I did with my parents in this city.

These are memories that Wang Dong will cherish forever.

However, in the future, there may be another Yanjing.

He was still wearing that menacing black jacket, but compared to when he went to school to register a month ago, this time Wang Dong only carried a backpack home.

After all, it's just going home, so there's no need to prepare so many things.

Actually, if it weren't for wanting to bring his iPad to read books during his holidays, Wang Dong wouldn't even want to carry a backpack.

When a guy goes out, all he needs is a pair of pants with a slightly deeper pocket.

Whether it's keys, cell phone, cigarettes, or lighter, you can just stuff them all in your pocket.

After quickly determining the direction, Wang Dong headed towards the exit.

With the holiday approaching, the high-speed rail station was packed with passengers.

There are wanderers like him who have returned to their hometowns, as well as tourists who have come because of his reputation.

Wang Dong was swept along by the crowd and moved forward slowly, so much so that he didn't have time to check his phone, which had been vibrating continuously.

Once he successfully squeezed onto the subway, he was finally able to free his hands to check the message he had just received.

Two expressions of concern came from Ms. Fang Meili, asking how long it would take for Wang Dong to get home.

The counselor also posted some holiday precautions in the Yuanpei grade group.

The latest message came from Su Yuran; it was a link to a shared document.

[Su Yuran: The details of the competition and our preliminary round plan are all in there. You can take a look when you have time.]

Clicking the link reveals a dense array of formulas and images.

Even Wang Dong, whose focus was 0.2 and thinking was 0.3, was somewhat annoyed.

After replying to all the messages, Wang Dong turned off the screen and quietly leaned against the subway door.

In the pitch-black tunnel, his cold, handsome face was clearly reflected in the car window.

On the moving subway, the busy life is briefly paused, and the narrow, empty space makes people feel stunned.

Often at this time, I will involuntarily think about things that make me feel emo.

Wang Dong was no exception.

Although he now lives a fulfilling life every day, he unexpectedly feels empty.

Since the end of the college entrance examination, everything in my life seems to have lost its direction.

Don't be fooled by his seemingly relentless work at school; it's all just a way for him to escape reality.

Because he knew that once he stopped, his mind would wander uncontrollably.

Before he turned eighteen, everything he did was in order to achieve excellent results in the college entrance examination.

It's not just for my own future, but also for the expectations of my family and friends.

After a series of events, he successfully achieved his goal and even exceeded expectations.

Not only did he get into Peking University, but he was also the highest-scoring student in Tianhai City that year.

However, instead of the excitement I had imagined, I felt an unexpected sense of bewilderment.

Wang Dong is now facing a problem that all students after the college entrance examination encounter.

What should we do next?

This is a sense of confusion that all students who have experienced Chinese-style education will encounter.

Chinese education aims to cultivate students into saints, but it neglects the simplest things.

It didn't tell the Saints what life is.

Learning and fighting are only part of the all-encompassing world of life; in addition, all sorts of stories and temptations are presented before us.

Feeling lost and anxious is normal; however, this is the first test that society gives to newcomers.

This is similar to a monk going into seclusion to comprehend the Dao.

Some people attain enlightenment at the same time, while others may only attain enlightenment at the age of forty, but most people remain in a daze and may never understand the existence of the Tao in their entire lives.

No matter what the process is, there must be a result, otherwise it will be impossible to move forward.

Even if it's just following the rules and living a muddled life, it's still a result.

Wang Dong has reached the level of enlightenment, but following the established path and living in a daze are answers he would never give.

However, only heaven knows when he will find his own path.

The sound of the subway doors opening interrupted Wang Dong's train of thought, bringing his mind back from abstract concepts to the real world.

All this talk about enlightenment and non-enlightenment is utter nonsense. The important thing is to enjoy this rare holiday.

Wang Dong opened his phone and texted Ms. Fang Meili, telling her that he had gotten off the subway. He then walked briskly towards home.

Sometimes, meaning doesn't have to be something we give ourselves.

Although the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holidays are just around the corner, Su Tiangong did not choose to go home like most people.

For him, there are some things that are more important than family reunion.

Qian Xiuyuan looked at the report his student had just handed him, and his originally firm idea suddenly began to waver.

He began to doubt whether it was the right decision to put Su Tiangong in charge of the project.

"Is it necessary to conduct screening through communication? You should know the nature of the plan, right?"

Facing Qian Xiuyuan's cold gaze and oppressive aura, Su Tiangong did not back down in the slightest.

"I understand, teacher."

"But I believe that only actual testing can reveal the true situation, that's what you told me."

Upon hearing these words, Qian Xiuyuan withdrew his powerful aura and reverted to his kind old man persona.

As a teacher, he understood his student's temperament, and all his decisions must have been made after careful consideration. Besides, Xiao Su was not someone who couldn't see the situation clearly.

"Even so, is it necessary to choose Japan? Can't we do Europe and America?"

"I believe that this historical factor can better reflect the true situation."

"Teacher, you don't need to feel embarrassed. I will personally explain the specific situation to the higher-ups."

Qian Xiuyuan shook his head helplessly, then handed Su Tiangong a file.

"Huaqing University has also joined the plan. This time, our two schools will serve as the pilot projects for the plan, and you will be in full charge of them."

Su Tiangong opened the brown paper bag, inside was a red-headed document concerning his appointment.

He looked at his teacher, knowing that Qian Xiuyuan must have suffered a lot because of this.

"Teacher, I..."

Qian Xiuyuan patted his student on the shoulder, stopping him from continuing.

"Remember what I told you? Actions speak louder than words; let your actions do the talking."

After watching the teacher leave the office, Su Tiangong finally opened the brown paper bag, took out the documents, and read them carefully.

The document's description is very simple, stating only one thing.

Su Tiangong, deputy chief designer of the First Academy of Aerospace Science and Technology, was appointed as the executive director of the "Qianlong Project".