Reborn in 1977, I will no longer be my brother's blood bag.

The next day, at the preliminary hearing.

Lin Xiuhe folded the scarf neatly and tucked it inside the document bag.

She didn't sleep much last night.

But when I woke up, my mind was clear.

Regardless, let's win today first.

Li Mingyuan had already arrived at the entrance of the Automation Building. He was carrying a stack of documents, and his eyes were slightly bluish. Zhao Guodong was squatting by the steps, examining a roll of blueprints.

When he saw Lin Xiuhe approaching, he raised his chin.

"Manager Lin."

Lin Xiuhe stopped.

"Be normal."

Zhao Guodong grinned.

"From today onwards, everyone will have to call you that."

Li Mingyuan pulled the documents closer to his chest.

"Don't make any big promises yet."

"What does 'blowing' mean?"

Zhao Guodong stood up.

"If we lose today, the three of us will lose face together."

Lin Xiuhe carefully carried the document bag.

"We won't lose."

Zhao Guodong looked at her, and Li Mingyuan also looked at her. Lin Xiuhe continued walking forward.

"Walk."

"Leave the opportunity to embarrass yourself to others."

Zhao Guodong burst out laughing.

"OK."

"Just because of that, I'll listen to you today."

The three people entered the building side by side.

The pre-review meeting room is much larger than the on-campus review room.

People from Peking University, Beijing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics, Beijing University of Posts and Telecommunications, and Beijing Institute of Technology came.

Each project team had a numbered plaque in front of them.

Tsinghua University, Qiming Project.

Person in charge: Lin Xiuhe.

As Lin Xiuhe sat down, she could feel many eyes on her. Some were looking at her name, while others were looking at her as a person.

A young female student.

He came from the countryside.

Regular English class.

Department of Automation, Tsinghua University.

Qiming's head.

These labels have already spread.

Zhao Guodong glanced to the side.

"What are you looking at?"

Li Mingyuan handed him the pen.

"Speak louder, the judges will be watching you too."

Zhao Guodong took the pen.

"Fine, I'll watch it."

Lin Xiuhe opened the documents.

"Check the interface table first."

Zhao Guodong shut up.

The preliminary hearing will begin in three minutes.

The first few items will be shown in turn.

Some solutions are very stable, some equipment is beautiful, and some demonstrations are very effective.

Zhao Guodong's eyes lit up.

"He's got something."

Li Mingyuan wrote two lines on the paper.

"The control model from Beihang University is quite good."

Lin Xiuhe nodded.

"Data transmission at Beijing University of Posts and Telecommunications is also fast."

Zhao Guodong clicked his tongue.

"Can you two stop praising your opponents?"

Lin Xiuhe closed the pen.

"An opponent who can be praised is the one who makes the game more interesting."

Soon, it was the turn of the Qiming Project.

When the host announced Tsinghua University, a slight commotion arose in the conference room.

Lin Xiuhe slowly stood up, Li Mingyuan picked up the data board, and Zhao Guodong took the blueprints.

The three people walked forward, and the lights shone down.

She placed the materials steadily on the podium.

"Hello, teachers."

"We are the Qiming Project Team from Tsinghua University."

"I am the person in charge, Lin Xiuhe."

The projector lights up.

[Qiming Project: Automated Control Demonstration System under Complex Conditions]

She didn't give much background information and went straight to the plan.

Li Mingyuan was responsible for the basic model, Zhao Guodong was responsible for optimizing the structure, and Lin Xiuhe was responsible for the overall plan and on-site scheduling.

Ten minutes passed.

The presentation went smoothly.

Twenty minutes passed.

The parameters are stable.

During the core demonstration, the equipment indicator light suddenly flashed.

Li Mingyuan's pen stopped.

Zhao Guodong looked down at the interface.

The parameter on the screen jumped one level.

3.2.

It didn't collapse, but it was enough to make people laugh at it.

On the other side of the school's seating area, someone chuckled softly.

"Is something wrong with Tsinghua University?"

The sound wasn't very loud, but those in the front row could hear it.

Zhao Guodong's hand suddenly reached for the toolbox.

"I'll do it."

Lin Xiuhe raised her hand and pressed down on his wrist.

"Don't move."

Zhao Guodong gritted his teeth.

"The parameters are off."

"I saw it."

"It will look bad if we wait any longer."

Lin Xiuhe looked at the screen.

"It's alright, let them see it more clearly then."

Zhao Guodong stopped by the toolbox, Li Mingyuan also looked up, and Lin Xiuhe turned around and walked directly to the blackboard.

The chalk falls.

[Safeguard the bottom line]

[Display Line]

[Breakthrough Line]

Lin Xiuhe turned around and looked at the judges' panel.

"The parameter offset just now wasn't unexpected. It was already in the on-site contingency plan for the Qiming project."

Over at the outer school seating area, someone's expression changed. The person who had been laughing just now stopped writing on the paper.

Lin Xiuhe's voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to dominate the entire conference room.

"When equipment enters the field, it will inevitably encounter misalignment. The wiring may become loose, the parameters may fluctuate, and the environment may change."

"A true leader cannot expect things to always go smoothly on site."

"Maintain a bottom line and ensure the project doesn't collapse."

"Display lines ensure that core values ​​are visible."

"Break through the line and strive for the best results."

She put down the chalk.

"The current offset is 3.2 points."

"Maintain the baseline above the line, and break through the line below the line. Therefore, we will cut the display line."

Li Mingyuan had already realized what was happening.

He immediately continued:

"The current model stability rate is 98.1%."

"Data can continue to be output."

Zhao Guodong held his breath and connected the spare interface.

"Optimize trunk preservation".

"High-risk modules are temporarily disabled."

"You can switch back within three minutes."

The screen flickered.

Layered presentation mode activated.

The previously fluctuating parameters were pushed back into the stable range.

In the front row of the judges' panel, an expert with gray hair slowly sat up straight.

Lin Xiuhe looked in the direction where they had just been discussing.

"Someone just said that Tsinghua University has run into problems."

Zhao Guodong suddenly looked at her, and Li Mingyuan's hand also paused for a moment.

Lin Xiuhe stood under the lamp.

"right."

"Problems will inevitably arise on-site."

"So what I want to show today is not just that the Qiming Project can run."

"And even after it malfunctions, it can still run."

On the judges' panel, some people put down their pens.

Director Qin looked up, and Professor Chen's hand, which was holding a teacup, froze in mid-air.

Lin Xiuhe turned around and looked at the screen.

"continue."

Li Mingyuan operated the system, Zhao Guodong connected the wires, and the data on the screen lit up one by one.

Basic modules.

stable.

Display module.

stable.

Core output.

stable.

Error range.

clear.

The student from another school who had been laughing just now had a change in expression.

Lin Xiuhe picked up the chalk and wrote two words after the "display line".

【pass】

Then she looked at the judges.

"We do not shy away from the issue."

"I don't win by luck either."

"The true value of the Qiming Project lies not in the fact that it never makes mistakes."

"The key is that after a mistake is made, the person in charge knows what to protect, what to give up, when to gamble, and when to stop."

The expert asked, "What if I asked you to restore the breakthrough line now?"

Zhao Guodong's eyes lit up. This was exactly what he had been waiting for.

Li Mingyuan also looked at Lin Xiuhe.

But Lin Xiuhe only glanced at the timer.

I don't recommend it.

The expert followed up with:

Why?

"Seven minutes remain in the presentation."

"Restore the breakthrough line, at least three minutes."

"With four minutes remaining, it's impossible to prove stability."

She paused for a moment.

"We can gamble."

"But it's not worth betting today."

The expert looked at her.

"If this were a formal competition, would you also forgo a better result?"

"meeting."

Aren't you afraid people will say you're conservative?

Lin Xiuhe looked at him.

"I'm afraid of losing."

As soon as those three words were uttered, several people in the conference room looked up.

She continued:

"Therefore, I won't push a project to the brink of getting out of control just for the sake of aesthetics."

"The person in charge is not someone who stands on a stage risking their life."

"The person in charge is to lead the entire group to the finish line."