Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

New York.

The New York Times Building.

The editorial office door pushed open, and a curly man in a black suit walked in and dropped a pile of information on the desk closest to the door.

“Anders, here's a poll about Ares, and I want you to integrate it into the next interview and give it to me before work. ”

“Okay, BOSS. ”

He quickly picked up the file, and the man named Anders, with deep eyelids, licked his index finger and quickly turned it over.

Although it may seem unhygienic, it has become his professional habit. Whenever there was something big enough to excite him, he would do it, even if sometimes it was an electronic file sent to him.

Seeing this poll data, Anders sat up straight and said in an incredible tone of excitement.

“… Incredibly, the current Government's support rate has risen by 14.3 percentage points. ”

Sitting at his desk, Editor-in-Chief Duke took a file out of the drawer and said with a grin as he quickly wrote something on it with a fountain pen.

“Yes, the public is very interested in the Ares plan and the ongoing volunteer selection, and Columbia Television has contacted us and intends to do a talk show in the near future. ”

Anders looked up and said, "Talk show? Invite who?”

Duke: “Three lucky people, of course, volunteers for Ares. ”

Surprisingly widening his eyes, Anders stood up with his hands against the table and said in an incredible tone, "Oh, Shet, have the three lucky men been chosen? ”

Duke: “We picked it last week, but it's not yet time to go public. My old friend at NASA told me that three astronauts were already undergoing training in the Arizona desert, including basic astronautical skills… and some necessary common sense. ”

Anders asked somewhat reluctantly, "Are they all ordinary people? ”

Duke: "Two of them are said to be ordinary people and one professional. ”

Opening his mouth, Anders shook his head and sighed: "... well, I guess I missed it, damn it... the first time I saw a newspaper volunteer still had to pay, unfortunately my $100. I'm also looking forward to being the first journalist to land on Mars in history, and now I don't see a chance. ”

Duke, in a good mood, laughed and encouraged him to say, "Not necessarily. It's just the first wave of colonizers, and there's plenty more to come. ”

Just as the two of them were chatting, the office door suddenly opened.

Duke frowned as he watched the lady rush in behind the desk.

“Camille, you forgot to knock. ”

“I'm sorry, but that's not the point," he stepped on his high heels, quickly walked to Duke's desk, kept a blonde Camille talking in an exciting tone, and opened the laptop under his elbow on the desk and pushed it in front of Editor-in-Chief Duke, "Big news floating across the ocean! Believe me, this is definitely going to be tomorrow's headlines! ”

Looking at the excitement on Camille's face, Duke was slightly stunned and his expression gradually cautious.

This Camille is no longer a new recruit.

According to his past impressions, the feeling she gave him had always been a more stable type. Even she's excited to be like this nowadays, which must be some terrible news.

Dragging the laptop quickly, Duke looked at the electronic script on the screen, and in less than ten seconds, the whole person was standing there.

Returning to his mind, he immediately said.

“Is the message reliable? ”

“The news is absolutely reliable!” Camille was excited to say, "I contacted an old friend in Shangjing who confirmed from him that yesterday China did hold a meeting to post information on the official websites of NASA and KIA, definitely not the smoke bomb released! ”

Anders, sitting behind his desk, stretched his neck and asked, "What's the news? ”

Camille: “In response to our Ares plan, China announced plans to construct a space station in the moon orbit, said to be called the Moon Palace! ”

Yue Gong?

Strange pronunciation.

However, Anders was surprised not by its pronunciation, but by…

“Are they crazy? Do they even know what the station is? ”

“I don't know! I mean, I don't know if they know,” Camille took a deep breath, calmed herself down a little, excitedly watched Editor-in-Chief Duke continue, “but there's no doubt this news will be enough for tomorrow's headlines! ”

Staring at the electronic manuscript in the laptop for a long time, Duke, who had not spoken, took a deep breath and watched Camille say with a trembling tone of excitement.

“Well done, you've done a great job! ”

His eyes are getting more excited, and he's even figured out the headlines for tomorrow, as well as the content in the article.

Just landed on the moon thinking about building a space station in moon orbit?

Beyond the word "powerless", what other word can be used to describe an opponent across the Pacific coast?

……

As soon as the news of the construction of the space station in the moon orbit becomes public, the Chinese nation will launch a huge wave worldwide.

This news was covered not only by The New York Times, but also by a number of North American newspapers, including the Washington Post.

This news is clearly more topical than the impact of the originator's ascent to the moon. After all, building a space station on the moon is much more difficult than throwing a moon deck on the moon.

Even Americans are in the research phase and will not be officially launched until 2022.

There is no doubt that, in the eyes of the vast majority of Americans, the plan announced by China is nothing more than a night out.

You don't learn to walk, you learn to run. Is that a reality?

If the North American newspapers were a little more subdued in their coverage of the news, then some of the talk shows were not stingy or ridiculous.

The North American media, of course, did not speak too absolutely, even though it was a conduit of China's own power.

After all, there are examples of the Cheung Rui in the first place. Even if it is a more radical media, and the views of NASA experts are rarely invoked, it is certain that China's plans for the Moon Orbit Space Station will fail.

Even if this possibility is as high as 80 per cent.

More interestingly, the most violent voice of criticism comes not from abroad but from within.

The Ark was wondering if he had offended anyone, but he was too lazy to care about those little things.

Even if he offends someone, what can affect him?

Most people still have brains.

As for the brainless...

It had nothing to do with him.

After returning to Jinling, his life became more busy and he had no extra energy to pay attention to the Internet.

Sitting in the office reading the documents, a knock came from the door.

Pause the pen in your hand, the ark looks up and shouts through the door.

“Who is it? ”

“Biochemistry Laboratories, Xu Wenhao! ”

When I heard the door outside, the ark almost didn't make a laugh.

Is this for the show? What are you doing here?

Thinking of the task he had given before going to the capital, the ark coughed softly, adjusted the expression on his lower face, and said.

“Come on in. ”

The door of the office pushed open. Comrade Xu Wenhao, who was said to be his own little brother, came in with a pile of information in his hand and came in full of red light.

“Professor, the lab results you want have been done, and the rest of the samples are here! ”

The whole ark was a little embarrassed to watch the young man solemnly put the lab results and the rest of the samples on his desk.

“… well, thank you. ”

“Not hard, not hard," Xu Wenhao grinned, stretching his hand to scratch the back of his head, “Well... can you sign it for me? Just sign this electrochemistry reference. ”

Speaking, he pulled out a reference to electrochemical principles from behind, like a magic trick.

Staring at his set of manoeuvres, the Ark decided to divine himself and said: "… OK, bring it over. ”

Xu Wenhao smiled and handed me the book: "Okay. ”

Signing such a small thing is not a hassle for an ark, he has signed many times a day.

When he pulled the pen out of the pen holder, the ark handed over his reference book and found it full of notes, so he asked.

“Are you studying electrochemistry? ”

Xu Wenhao was embarrassed to laugh and say, "Yeah, I think I can still try to get to the Computing Materials Institute. ”

The Institute of Biochemistry belongs to a separate research unit from the Institute of Computational Materials, which, although well funded, is far less fragrant than the Institute of Computational Materials.

After all, the former is just an emerging research unit, and the latter is one of the number-one sources of computational materials science in the world. Others say that domestic computational materials scholars have sharpened their heads and want to squeeze into it. Even many doctors graduating from foreign schools have a pilgrimage craving for it.

For most of the Jinling Institute of Higher Studies, the doctors or masters of the Institute of Biochemistry are almost motivated to rely on the Institute of Computational Materials, irrespective of their professional counterparts.

Anyway, the future of the four large pits of biochemical ring material is basically about the same. If you can, naturally which pit is more comfortable, squat where.

I think I can understand Xu Wenhao's thoughts. Ark shook his head with a smile and wrote his name on the book's doorway page.

And then he suddenly thought of something, and he said, “I think your direction is biochemistry. ”

I didn't expect the idol to notice such a small figure. Xu Wenhuotong was flattered when he nodded.

“Yes.”

The ark stopped the pen in its hand and thought about it for a while and said.

“In fact, you don't have to go to the Institute of Computational Materials. The Institute of Biochemistry is also one of the key directions of our Institute of Advanced Studies in the next few years. ”

Xu Wenhao froze slightly and immediately widened his eyes. He was excited: “Really? ”

“Do I have to lie to you?” The Ark laughed and threw the signed reference back into his hand, stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Boy, come on, I look after you. ”