A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

people.

so many people.

There were many people in uniforms.

There were guards every three steps and sentries every five steps in the courtyard, and there was hardly enough room for them to stand. Even the roof of the small courtyard was covered with a group of comrades.

The neighboring warehouse roof was equipped with searchlights brought from their "old lair," which occasionally swept across some of the nooks and crannies.

The two leaders of each department squeezed into Jiangxia's small house, watching Jiang Dong bend over and type in various basic calculation problems, marveling at the screen that quickly provided the answers.

After watching Jiang Dong finish his demonstration, Old Li reached out to touch the machine, but then stopped. He simply looked at the entire set of equipment with a sentimental expression.

To be honest, current equipment isn't photogenic.

Several wooden shelves held rows of incredibly ugly insulating boards, tangled with all sorts of wires that resembled a spider web. No, calling it a spider web is too kind; at least a spider would weave a Bagua diagram…

"Is it only capable of calculating such basic things?"

General Li looked at Jiang Qiu, who was standing quietly to the side.

“My brother said it’s a platform, just like the little cannon he made. By pairing different programs with the platform, different functions can be achieved.”

Professor Li nodded. He had also visited the 103 machine made by the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

That thing was so big it could almost fill the whole courtyard, and the result was a long strip of paper, which was really troublesome.

Unlike this machine in front of me, which displays the answer on a single screen.

Thinking back to what the little kid had told him at the beginning—all transistors, visualization, small size—all terms that puzzled him, everything became clear after seeing this machine.

"Besides simple calculations, what else can it do right now?"

Jiang Qiu thought for a moment, then took out the notebook her brother had left behind and flipped through it: "Oh, right, my brother said that after it runs, you must enter this code!"

"Okay! You'd better lose!"

A group of people made way, and the teacher's wife also pulled Jiang Dong, who was still showing off in front of the typewriter, out and stuffed him into the arms of the old company commander who was sitting in a wheelchair.

Jiang Dong, without any hesitation, started playing with the old company commander's beard, which made the veteran laugh heartily.

As Jiang Qiu typed on the keyboard, a concise string of code gradually took shape.

A slight commotion also arose outside the courtyard.

An elderly man in military uniform wearing brown glasses led a group of people to the door.

Before they even entered the courtyard, they were stopped by soldiers who had set up a cordon. Although the soldiers were very familiar with the person in front of them, they still checked their identification before they were allowed to enter.

"Yes, this is the proper setup," Elder Nie nodded in satisfaction.

If the urgent document I received right after getting off the plane is true, then being ten times stricter wouldn't be an exaggeration.

As soon as the group entered the small house, they heard a pretty voice say:

"finished!"

What was accomplished?

The crowd was puzzled and just stared intently at the small screen.

The cursor blinked, and then some random code appeared and scrolled upwards.

"You'd better behave, or I'll slap you!"

Jiang Dong looked at the snowflakes appearing on the screen and raised his little paw.

The static on the screen disappeared.

"Ni~hao, hua~guo!"

"Hello, China?" Jiang Dong spelled out the pinyin and looked at the adults with different faces with some curiosity.

Why do these middle-aged men who came in later all have tears in their eyes?

Old Li waved casually as he watched Old Nie arrive.

Old Master Nie nodded and looked at the people behind him.

He opened his mouth as if to ask a question, but seeing the excited expressions on their faces, he seemed to understand something. He pointed at the machine and stepped aside to reminisce with Grandpa Li and Grandma Jiang.

These people from the Academy of Sciences were also arrested from their warm beds after receiving a confidential and urgent message.

When they arrived, the group had already discussed that they would write a report upon returning, vowing to resolutely curb the spread of exaggerated and unrealistic claims in the scientific community, especially in the computer science field.

What's going on? The "Xiyuan Training Class" (in late 1956, 314 scientists were urgently transferred to the third floor of the Xiyuan Grand Hotel (now Xiyuan Hotel) to secretly establish a computer laboratory, where they learned and did at the same time.) had more than 800 people, and it took them so long to finally get 103 sorted out.

You've got an urgent message saying the transistor computer has been developed?

Is it visual, with content displayed on the screen?

Pooh!

If I believed that, I'd be a dog.

However, after the group saw the words "Ni hao, huaguo!" displayed on the screen...

"Woof woof woof~~?"

After calling out in their hearts, the group squeezed to the front.

Some people ran over to the "server rack" and began to examine it closely, while others rubbed their hands together, their eyes filled with envy as they looked at the typewriters.

"Young man! Were you using assembly language just now?"

"Young man! How did you achieve real-time output?"

"Young man, what did you base your transistor architecture on?"

"Young comrade..."

One sentence on the left, one sentence on the right, left the little girl's head spinning.

"Uh~~"

After another round of explanations, the experts from the Academy of Sciences finally understood that the young girl in front of them was not the inventor of the computer.

Therefore, their questions can only be answered when the "little brat" mentioned by the elders returns.

Where is that person?

Old Li turned his gaze to Old Nie: "Hey, didn't he go to that windy place of yours? How come you've come back, but there's no sign of him?"

Old Master Nie was also curious: "I gave him the special train, even if it's going to go in circles, it should have arrived by now, right?"

The expressions of the two elderly people both turned serious.

"Someone! Remove the train's travel record!"

"Big guy! Go contact Wang Kui!"

The courtyard was instantly thrown into chaos.

……

Little Dai Mao looked at the scene before him with a completely bewildered expression.

"A thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow?"

"Old Wang, has it snowed this much in Beijing?"

Wang Kui was tidying up the map that Jiang Xia had finished writing. "Tsk, isn't it good if it snows more? A good snow promises a bumper harvest!"

Jiangxia jumped off the train, and it was another nameless platform.

Compared to the one to the west, this one seems even more perfunctory. At least the other one used cement, but this one just piled up logs one by one, giving it a rather primitive aesthetic.

I walked a few steps along the platform and came face to face with a furry head.

A pair of adorable big eyes looked at him curiously, while its hairy mouth kept chewing.

Suddenly, chewing stopped, as if it had remembered something. Its forelegs pawed the ground restlessly, splashing up some snow.

Then, it suddenly turned and ran, its white rear end standing out conspicuously in the interplay of light and shadow in the woods.

"Silly, silly roe deer?" When did such adorable creatures appear in Beijing?

Jiang Xia was speechless. "Brother, even if you want to keep it a secret, you don't have to do it all the way here!"

"Jiang Gong!"

"Big Bear? Uh, Factory Director Bear?"

"Hehe, Engineer Jiang is lucky. He got to eat meat as soon as he arrived!"

"Huh? Why are you sending me from Northeast China?"

……

From the warehouse next to the Jiang family courtyard: "He Hu Zi! You undisciplined bastard! Bring him back right now!"

"What? Hong Dage was involved too! No wonder the special train went all the way to the Northeast! I'm going to report you to the instructor!"