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

The blueprints in Zhao Guodong's hand were creased from his grip. Li Mingyuan chuckled softly.

The core result pops up on the screen.

[Demonstration complete]

[Data valid]

Stability rate: 98.1%

The entire room fell silent for a second.

The next second, the experts in the front row applauded first.

Applause quickly followed.

It was louder than any of the previous groups. Zhao Guodong stood to the side, his eyes a little red, but he still stubbornly refused to admit it.

"You can make this a highlight."

Li Mingyuan closed the data panel.

"Because it is the highlight in itself."

Lin Xiuhe looked at the results on the screen.

Then he looked toward the judges' panel.

"The Enlightenment Project presentation is now complete."

The Q&A session has begun.

A teacher from Beihang University was flipping through some documents.

"Was your emergency response plan in place before the competition, or was it added at the last minute?"

Lin Xiuhe immediately took out the contingency plan page.

The teacher looked at it for a few seconds and nodded.

"Very well prepared."

Another judge asked:

"Why isn't the person in charge of this position the same student responsible for the core algorithm?"

Zhao Guodong leaned back a little, about to speak.

Lin Xiuhe answered first: "Because a project cannot rely on just one person's strength."

She looked at Li Mingyuan.

"Li Mingyuan stabilized the situation."

He looked at Zhao Guodong.

"Zhao Guodong raised the bar."

Finally, she placed her hand on the documents.

"My job is to determine on-site who to use, when to use them, and to what extent they should be used."

Zhao Guodong, who had been standing there casually, straightened up when he heard this.

Li Mingyuan raised his hand and pushed up his glasses.

On the judges' panel, Director Qin smiled.

Professor Chen held the teacup but didn't drink a drop of tea.

He kept looking at Lin Xiuhe.

It was like finally seeing the student I wanted to see standing on the stage.

The last question was asked by an expert from the research institute.

"Lin Xiuhe".

"What would you do if today's live demonstration failed?"

Lin Xiuhe looked at him.

"Preserve the data first."

"Save the equipment."

"Finally, let's review the reasons," the expert continued.

"What about responsibility?"

Lin Xiuhe answered quickly.

I'll take responsibility.

Zhao Guodong turned his head sharply, and Li Mingyuan also looked at her. Lin Xiuhe did not change her mind.

"I am in charge."

"I will make the on-site assessment."

"Successful projects are considered projects."

"I'll take responsibility if it fails."

The expert looked at her. After a few seconds, he smiled.

"it is good."

"I'm fine now."

The preliminary review is complete.

As the three of them walked out of the meeting room, Zhao Guodong remained silent the entire way.

He suddenly stopped at the top of the stairs.

"Lin Xiuhe".

Lin Xiuhe turned around.

Zhao Guodong hoisted the blueprint tube onto his shoulder.

"What you just said, 'If you fail, it's your fault,' is incorrect."

Lin Xiuhe looked at him.

Zhao Guodong said:

"I am a core member."

"I'll take it too."

Li Mingyuan walked over.

"Me too."

Lin Xiuhe looked at them.

People were coming and going in the hallway.

Students from other schools walked by carrying their materials.

A gust of wind slipped in through the window cracks, rustling the preliminary list on the wall.

She suddenly smiled.

"OK."

"From now on, we'll share the burden of failure."

Zhao Guodong immediately frowned.

"Can't you hope for something better?"

Li Mingyuan also smiled.

She was referring to the future.

Lin Xiuhe walked forward.

"Win first from now on."

The results will be announced this afternoon.

Tsinghua Qiming Project ranked first in the preliminary review.

Joint assessment of eligibility, direct entry.

When the announcement was posted, the area in front of the Automation Building was packed with people.

Someone read out the first line.

"Tsinghua University, Qiming Project".

"The person in charge is Lin Xiuhe."

This time.

It's not the dormitory building bulletin board.

This is not an internal list from within the department.

This is the preliminary result of the Beijing Youth Science and Technology Competition.

It was the top-ranked university, determined by a competition among several key universities.

Gu Xiaolan squeezed out of the crowd, her voice hoarse from shouting.

"Lin Xiuhe!"

"First!"

"You're number one again!"

Liu Xue hugged the book so tightly that the pages curled up.

Su Qing stood to the side, her smile unusually obvious.

Zhao Guodong deliberately stood outside the crowd, still stubbornly refusing to admit his mistake.

"Just number one."

Li Mingyuan looked at him.

"Could you please turn your mouth away a little?"

Zhao Guodong immediately raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth.

"It was blown by the wind."

The surrounding students all laughed.

Lin Xiuhe stood in front of the announcement.

She looked at her own name.

Lin Xiuhe.

Tsinghua University.

Project Manager of Qiming.

Preliminary review first.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered the snow in the Red Flag Commune.

I remembered the bag of hot chestnuts at the back door of the supply and marketing cooperative warehouse.

I remember myself in my past life, reluctant to add meat to my beef noodle shop.

I recall Zhou Zhiyuan saying:

It's not shameful to want to eat beef noodles.

It's not shameful to cry from the cold.

It's not shameful to give up.

Lin Xiuhe looked at the announcement.

A little bit of light appeared in his eyes.

She wanted to tell her past self—

look.

We made it out.

It's not based on anyone's charity.

It's not about relying on anyone's pity.

We got here step by step.

Suddenly someone called her from behind.

"Lin Xiuhe".

She turned around.

Zhou Zhiyuan stood outside the crowd.

He didn't approach her. He just watched her from across the crowd.

There was a lot of noise in front of the automation building.

But Lin Xiuhe spotted him immediately.

Zhou Zhiyuan looked at the announcement, then looked at her.

He smiled faintly.

Lin Xiuhe smiled too, but she didn't go over.

Because this moment belongs to her.

The path she forged herself.

It belongs to the Qiming Project.

It was the first place she personally won while standing in Tsinghua University.

But she knew that Zhou Zhiyuan understood.

He must understand.

-

night.

It snowed again in Tsinghua University.

Lin Xiuhe left the celebrating crowd and went to the lotus pond alone.

Snow fell under the streetlights.

Each piece is very light.

Zhou Zhiyuan was already there.

She was holding the scarf in her hand.

Lin Xiuhe walked over.

"I won."

Zhou Zhiyuan looked at her.

"I know."

"Preliminary review first."

"I saw it."

"We've also secured the qualification for joint evaluation."

"Um."

Lin Xiuhe stood in front of him.

The snow fell on her shoulder and quickly melted into a few drops of water.

She looked at Zhou Zhiyuan.

"Now, it's your turn."

The wind blew a corner of the scarf in Zhou Zhiyuan's hand.

Lin Xiuhe did not back down.

"You said that after I win, you'll tell me about that thing a long time from now."

Zhou Zhiyuan handed her the scarf.

"That year, the snow was just like this."

Lin Xiuhe took the scarf.

"Which year?"

Winter of 1984.

Lin Xiuhe stopped holding the scarf.

1984.

Of course she remembers that year.

hospital.

TRAIN STATION.

Seven dollars and three cents.

And that winter when she left Beijing with a host of illnesses.