A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Without any restrictions, Lao Wang started speeding.

Before long, they arrived at the strangely shaped factory. From afar, they could see Senior Brother Yungui staring at the thin piece of ice at the entrance, looking rather eager to try it out.

Old Wang turned off the car lights: "Do you think he might slip away?"

"Is there even a need to guess? No one can resist this idea, you should guess whether he'll actually do something like that..."

Jiang Xia buried himself in organizing his blueprints. When he was speeding up the car, he hadn't been able to hold them properly, and they had all fallen apart.

"Yi liang li ga a ti ta lai yi," Old Wang repeated in a strange manner, mimicking Jiangxia's pronunciation: "What does this mean?"

"Come and see, I have something good to sell!"

"Really?"

Jiang Xia packed her things, opened the car door, and got out. "It's fake, just goodbye!"

Jiang Xia, who got off the bus early, dispelled the idea of ​​Yun Gui's senior brother sneaking off. However, no one blamed him for being late. They just stared at Jiang Xia's face and were stunned.

He then smiled knowingly: "Of course, of course. There are still plenty of blind people around these days!"

what?

what's going on?

A bewildered Jiang Xia was dragged along by the senior brother from Yunnan and Guizhou.

Putting on a white lab coat and a white cap, Jiang Xia finally entered the research room where the 'Big Yellow Doppelganger' was housed.

When Minister Wang of the Fourth Ministry of Machine Building saw Jiang Xia arrive, he frowned: "That brat has finally come. If he hadn't come soon, I would have run out of things to say. These researchers are really stubborn! But why is this kid's face so dark?"

And look at Old Wang following behind, oh! He did it on purpose, didn't he? Well, that's fine then. Anyway, it's a black and white photo now…

He clapped his hands: "Alright, now, I officially announce!"

"The domestically developed transistor computer project has been a complete success! The first computer has been delivered to a research institute! We hope you will continue to shine and reach new heights!"

After Minister Wang reminisced about his wandering journey, everyone perked up, and the scene erupted in applause.

"Come on, my heroes! Come closer and let's take a picture together!"

Thus, another photo, which his granddaughter called "Grandpa in a sorry state," was officially born.

Of course, the official title of this photo has been confirmed as "China's First Generation of Transistor Computer Researchers", but what has attracted the most attention is the black man in the corner of the photo!

Opinions were divided for a time, and the relevant departments had no choice but to provide a brief introduction to the photo.

The caption for this photo, in bold black font, states that the dark blob at the very edge is the father of the transistor computer. He is a legitimate Chinese national, but due to confidentiality principles, this researcher disregarded his image and deliberately darkened his face.

A wonderful misunderstanding.

Old Wang's slip of the hand, combined with Little Dai Mao's enthusiastic munching on the burnt bun, resulted in so many interesting things.

……

After taking the photos, the task was completed, and everyone returned to the canteen.

I was starving, you know.

However, the cafeteria food was also plentiful today, with seafood soup, fried seafood, and braised seafood—it was like falling into a sea of ​​seafood. It also allowed Jiang Xia to relive the wonderful moment of waking up in the morning to a room filled with the scent of the sea.

Seafood is so delicious! It's just a little strange to deep-fry it. But our little guy isn't picky about food.

"Why don't you eat less? Are you going to stop eating it later?" Jiang Xia said, gnawing on a strange fish with a big mouth.

"Pah! The weather's weird this year. It's not even the New Year yet, and the temperature's already gone up. If we don't eat one soon, we'll miss out!" Teacher Peishu turned his face to the side, trying not to laugh.

Tsk, I almost forgot about that. Maybe we should release the blueprints for the fire-powered refrigerator and let those organizations build their own cold storage facilities. After all, once the refrigerated train starts operating, there won't be a shortage of fish in the sea!

Jiang Xia didn't notice Teacher Pei Shu's actions; she was just pondering to herself.

"Click, click"

Perhaps out of curiosity seeing so many research group leaders eating with a dark, unassuming object, a reporter wandering around the cafeteria snapped several photos.

"Hey, no way! My face is all dark, the photo won't look good when it's developed!"

The reporter was very conscientious; in his view, it would be a violation of professional ethics not to photograph our scientific researchers in a beautiful way.

Let's find a good angle and take another picture. I don't dare ask anyone why it's so dark; what if there's a story behind it?

Get into position, squat down in a horse stance. This angle is good. Although this guy's face is a bit dark, his high nose bridge and well-defined jawline are really drool-worthy!

*Smack!* The camera lens was gripped tightly by a large hand.

"Excuse me, comrade, two photos are enough..."

"Understood! Comrade, thank you!" The reporter was startled and, without arguing with Lao Wang, hurriedly left with his camera.

That's quite sensible, but you still won't be able to keep those few photos...

Old Wang noted down the reporter's workplace, then turned to look at Jiang Xia's dark face and was moved again: This kid, he must have deliberately made his face like this, he really knows how to care for people.

Well, the reporter's gone. Should we wipe his face clean for him?

But this thought immediately faded as Jiang Xia pulled out the blueprints.

Let's go find some fish to eat instead. Who wants to memorize confidentiality regulations?

The plague-stricken IDCPC has already made the rules into 101 items!

……

"Teacher Peishu, Teacher Lanying, since you're both here, I'll entrust this printer project to you. Electronics is a good fit for you!"

"This is the approval document from the higher-level department for this project..."

Teacher Pei Shu couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw Jiang Xia's dark face.

"This must have been done by your guard, he's such a pain!"

As Dr. Lan Ying took the blueprints, she handed Jiang Xia a small mirror: "Printer? What's that?"

"We've already implemented a Chinese character environment on computers, so this printer is naturally a kind of information medium transfer device, and its principle is not much different from that of a typewriter..." Jiang Xia took the mirror with a puzzled look, wanting to show off a little.

"Xiao Jiang, are you talking about the Mingkuai typewriter? I saw reports about it when I was in the United States, but it seems like it's never been mass-produced..."

Dr. Sid, who was sitting next to him, picked up the conversation.

Seeing Jiang Xia look at her, she nodded: "It's our first time meeting, Comrade Jiang. Hello, I'm Professor Xi from Shanghai. I'm currently conducting research on Q-switches based on your thesis."

Hehehe, Mr. Sid, this isn't the first time I've met you!

I offered a small red flower in front of your statue.

Pshaw! That's so unlucky!

No, I need to get to know him better so I can get Mr. Sid to go to the old strategist for a checkup.

"No, the principle I'm referring to is similar to their color rendering principle. But in reality, its workflow is dot-matrix. If I had to say what it's similar to, it's more like the keyboard that Teacher Peishu is working on..."

"Raster scan?"

"Correct!"

"Hey! That's a great idea! Let me take a closer look at the blueprints..."

The leading figures immediately cleaned up all the bottles and jars on the table.

The senior disciple from Yunnan and Guizhou even took a rag and wiped the table again and again.

Jiang Xia finally found an opportunity to hold the small mirror up to his eyes.

"You son of a bitch..."

"King Labrador?"