Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The crowbirds in the hall were silent and the air was silent and terrible.

Influenced by this known breath of silence, the skinny, tall, glass-wearing man who stood on the stage to report, couldn't help but stop talking, a little less confident whether to continue or not.

Finally, someone broke the silence and said.

“What's your name? ”

The question was asked by Mr. Maybury, CTO of Intel Group, who was in the front row.

His gaze switched quickly between the PPT on the screen and the man's face on the stage before asking the question.

Watching the industry's famous big man talk to his little transparency, the guy who did the debriefing on stage was a subconscious surprise, but soon he realized he was still at the debriefing meeting, so he nodded down.

“… He Hai, Engineer, Huawei Research and Development Department. ”

He Hai?

The name was spelled subconsciously in my head, and Maybury frowned for a while, not remembering where she'd heard or seen it.

Finally, thinking about him who had not had a clue for a while, he finally gave up. Wasting time on this irrelevant issue, his eyes locked the man named He Hai dead, and he lowered his voice.

“It doesn't matter what your name is. ”

He Hai: “??? ”

Isn't that what you're asking?

Without realizing what was wrong with his sentence, Maybury pushed the glasses on the nose beam and continued without slowing down.

“I noticed that you just mentioned the word carbon-based chip, and combined with the content in this PPT, can I understand that you are sending this signal to academia and industry on behalf of Warwick in the design of integrated circuits - you have already made a breakthrough in carbon-based chip technology? ”

Strictly speaking, the report is only halfway through and far from the questioning stage. Maybury, who is now engaged in a dialogue with the rapporteur on the stage, is somewhat disrespectful to the rapporteur and to other audiences in the room.

But there are exceptions to everything.

Almost no one frowned on his behavior at this moment, because everyone wanted to know the question he asked--

Are those things on the PPT real?

Obviously, it was not expected that Maybury would ask such a strange question. He Hai looked at him strangely, looked back at his PPT, confirmed that there was nothing misleading written on it, and then nodded.

“As you can see, as the first in a series of Longteng 1 chips based on carbon-based chip technology, we have adopted a new generation of carbon-based transistors developed jointly by the Institute of Computing Materials of the Jinling Institute of Advanced Studies and the carbon-based chip laboratory...”

At the moment of hearing the key word carbon-based transistors, the voice of the discourse instantly swept through the room like the rising tide of sea water.

The concept of a carbon-based chip is not something that has only emerged this year, but until today, it was just a concept for most people sitting here, and even the academic community has considerable controversy about the feasibility of this technology route.

However, bias is such a controversial technology…

And now someone tells him he's been taken?

The look on Maybury's face was as wonderful as being struck on the head by a pile of tomatoes, and in panic he barely kept calm, staring at the reporter standing on stage, Hysteria Road.

“Can you represent the Warwick Group? Can you take responsibility for what you say? Do you know what it means to publish false academic results at a conference like this? ”

In saying this, he has been trying to overcome the facial blindness caused by racial differences, trying to see a glimmer in the face of this Chinese nation and reveal this false lie.

However, after all, he was disappointed.

This is unrealistic luxury, like straw floating on the tip of a wave.

Only after hearing his question, the reporter, He Hai, thought that he had asked the question out of a genuine and responsible attitude, so he smiled embarrassingly and added:

“Oh, don't worry about that. ”

“The correspondent of this thesis is our Dean Lu. ”

“He's actually in charge of this project. ”

Professor Lu!

The moment I heard the name, I sucked in a breath of cool air in the hall.

Maybury's face was white, her lips trembling, and she couldn't speak.

If he still had a slight expectation that the entire report would be just an Oolong, there was no carbon-based chip technology at all, and what was on the PPT was just a balloon blown out by Warwick, then by now, this slight unrealistic expectation had been extinguished by the word "Master Lu”...

The winner of the Nobel and Fields Prizes, the testament to Lehman's speculation, seems to have recently received another highest award in applied mathematics, the Gaussian Prize. With so many titles and halo rings, picking out two is enough to blink the eyes of countless people.

With this big man's position in China, he obviously doesn't need to come out to be a corporate platform.

If this technology is really guaranteed by the academic reputation of this big man...

Is there any suspense in this matter?

Looking at Maybury, who couldn't say a word, He Hai hesitated to ask.

“Uh, can I go on? ”

“… you go on.” Speaking was Swan, who had been sitting next to Maybury and had never spoken, instead of the CTO, who had all been foolish, who had spoken out.

Looking at that pair of eyes staring at himself, He Hai swallowed his mouth and spit, nervously locating the lower head.

“Okay, okay. ”

……

He Hai vowed that today's presentation would be absolutely the culmination of his life.

At least the peak of the first half of my life.

The entire venue is filled with eminent academics and engineers from the semiconductor industry, as well as industry giants who don't usually even look at themselves.

At this moment, however, whether sitting under the stage as a regular scientific dog as yourself, a less general academic leader in a field or the first person in charge of a project, quietly listens to himself as a sculpture and reads lines to the images on the PPT.

He can be sure these expressions weren't faked. They must have listened.

Because just as he threw out the chip test performance parameters, the amazing sounds underneath the stage could be described as fluctuating...

“The 28nm process, 10 million integration per square millimeter… the alignment to the Xeon series of chips is insane! ”

“How is that possible! I would never believe it was real until I saw the real thing! ”

“3.7GHz clock frequency, 20w maximum power consumption... oh, don't wake up. ”

“In theory, carbon-based chips do have better heat dissipation than silicon-based chips...”

“It's impossible! I'll just say it once, it's impossible! ”

“ …… ”

Hearing this fluctuating discourse in his ear, He Hai did not have any impatience in his heart, but was filled with comfort.

Whether there are many people who believe or not, these people are taking questions to their debriefs.

As for the controversy...

Those things don't matter.

That magical little thing he's seen, only a little bigger than a thumbnail cover, lightly like a piece of paper. He couldn't use an exact word to describe the shock in his heart at the time, but one thing he could be sure of was that when people were sitting here, like themselves, they actually saw a chip the size of a thumbnail cover, and the same look would definitely appear on their faces...

After the report session, there was no questioning session, and the entire room had become a mess.

Looking at the finished report on the stage, Qualcomm's vice president, Koch, no longer knew where he was going, leaving his hands resting on the table motioning unconsciously there.

All of a sudden, he talks.

“My dear Vukov, do you know what I just want to do now? ”

The expression on Vakov's face was similar to his, and he swallowed his mouth and muttered to himself like a dream.

“I don't know, I don't fire stocks... I seem to have some of Qualcomm's shares, how much can I sell anyway? ”

Koch nodded.

“We thought about it together. ”