Chapter 108: The skill that has been tempered and tempered, the miracle is born naturally
"Okay, I understand, you go ahead and get busy."
Shang Shi said something and then turned around and walked outside.
At this time, he had some understanding of Yi Chuanzong's approach, and he understood why the equipment numbered b25-yc3-051103 was destroyed in the factory.
Because the master master knew that this equipment was inherently imperfect.
He made it just because he had the ability and destroyed it because he thought that the design itself was a failure.
Perhaps, only design drawings have certain reference value, and only those who understand can see it.
It was not what he and the teacher thought at all. It was a shameful act to cover up his own perfunctory behavior. This was a master who could not tolerate sand in his eyes.
If it's a failure, just destroy it yourself.
If you understand the design drawings, you will naturally understand them. What you don't understand is just an outsider's perspective and has nothing to do with him.
He didn't understand it before, but now Shang Shi understands it. He couldn't help but murmur to himself, "How proud!"
"Yes, a 21-year-old eighth-level fitter, a 21-year-old man with a university degree, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is both civilized and military."
"The benchwork skills have reached its peak, and the knowledge has reached this level. Can you not be proud?"
Shang Shi thought about himself for a moment, with only a wry smile left on his lips. Even though he didn't have much intention to compare, but using himself as a benchmark to briefly evaluate the other party's achievements, he found that he couldn't measure them.
He now has areas of research that he cannot fully understand about the designs that others made when they were more than ten years younger. He has studied for nearly thirty years, while others only studied for one year.
This is still the academic aspect that he is good at, let's talk about the technical aspect...
Because of his current knowledge and smart brain, he may be able to improve quickly in the first two levels, but in the later stages it will depend on his physical talent.
In fact, he is not very good at sports. If he really wants to be a fitter, he will not feel any surprise that he will not become an eighth-level fitter in his life. There is no comparison in this aspect.
"It is true that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. You cannot sit in a well and look at the sky!"
Shang Shi sighed, then his eyes lit up and he said firmly: "But I can get close to the person on the well, and even pull him over!"
Then, he strode towards the teacher's office.
It is no better now than before, because the plan is coming to an end, and it is difficult to get in now. He can only apply for certain people he needs and be uniformly deployed by the above, and cannot invite specific invitations, but his own teachers can.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
"Come in."
Shangshi walked in excitedly.
The gray-haired elder was a little curious when he saw his arrival, "What? Has the team made a new discovery?"
Everyone has a bright light in their thinking. Maybe those with higher IQs and knowledge can understand more, but that does not mean that ordinary people are really ordinary. He understands this truth very well.
"Teacher, there is a discrepancy in the designer's information!" Shang Shi said excitedly.
The gray-haired elder frowned slightly and said, "Why are you telling me this? It's enough to express our opinions and state the facts clearly. How to deal with it is not up to us."
How could he not understand the ways of the world with his knowledge at his age? Some people are difficult to deal with.
Shangshi looked weird and said loudly: "Teacher, that man is a fitter!"
The gray-haired elder was suddenly stunned and exclaimed, "Fitter!"
There is a fitter design, but most of it can be seen at a glance.
Research will be carried out only when excellent areas are discovered through experiments, but if we really have any expectations... we still have to look at the results of the explosion.
And this one... doesn't look like it was made by a fitter at all.
Not to mention how good their optimized equipment is, being able to have such a high upper limit is a very high foundation in itself!
Even if the original design could withstand a TNT explosion of three hundred equivalents, that was the design they had four or five years ago.
To reach such an extent, it certainly cannot be called a failure, otherwise would all their efforts in the past few years have been in vain?
In fact, this design is very good for individuals.
At that time, there was not much design concept and other information sent out. Even if it were all sent out, it would take a long time for a single person to become familiar with it.
What's more, the current optimized design has a weird and unspeakable atmosphere as a whole, which makes this old engineer who firmly believes in data feel very uncomfortable, so he did not choose to extract the excellent parts of it and use it for the current draft.
The design is improved.
Now, he had a vague realization in his heart.
Design does not necessarily require science, or even complete understanding.
Skills that have been honed over thousands of times are naturally miraculous.
It is not necessary to have data to design swords, guns, bows and arrows. Many ancient weapons can be designed now, and the weight, length, and material may not differ much.
Just like Angelica sinensis in traditional Chinese medicine, when tested, the components of each part are the same. The head of Angelica sinensis is mainly responsible for stopping bleeding, the body of Angelica sinensis is mainly responsible for nourishing blood, and the tail of Angelica sinensis is mainly responsible for promoting blood circulation and unblocking meridians. It cannot be explained chemically or biologically.
Just like the current design, it was designed with the basic values brought in, but it made both him and the students feel very weird, perfect and imperfect at the same time.
This is a design carried out through the genetic instinct of the body and the inspiration of the mind. It may be the birth of another more mysterious discipline.
Shang Shi didn't speak after he finished speaking. He believed that his teacher understood the hidden value better and just looked at the teacher expectantly.
The white-haired old man was also engaged in intense brainstorming at this time. He must have felt guilty. He had taken the results of others, but had misunderstood him and denied the results of his efforts.
But more importantly, a mysterious passage suddenly appeared on the road to science.
It is unclear and unclear, it is impossible to determine whether it is right or wrong, and it cannot even be explained in ‘scientific’ terms.
It's like another way to open up science. This is full of endless temptation for a researcher.
However, now they have a more severe task. For this, they have sacrificed too much, and countless people have paid too much, including life and health. After all, their research project is nuclear!
"How old is he?"
"twenty one years old!"
Shang Shi quickly replied, his eyes trembling slightly, being able to closely grasp the basic values means that he has a certain level of knowledge.
A genius who can reach level 8 benchwork in less than a year, and a person who can graduate from college in less than a year, this kind of research companion is truly terrifying and trembling with excitement.
How is it possible to be so young?
He somewhat understood what the student was thinking at this time, and he came to talk about this matter because he wanted to recruit people!
Truly excellent people will not be jealous of the excellence of others, but will be more worried about loneliness and the inability to make progress.
And now, there is a very scary opponent. If the opponent studies hard, there is always a risk of being surpassed.
The gray-haired old man sighed. There is no doubt about his talent and talent, but it is too late. If he had been a few years earlier, he might have made a significant contribution. But now...
At this moment, Shang Shi said hesitantly: "He suffered from hysteria when he was a child, and he only recovered and came to the city last year. This artifact was made five months ago."
"Before, he still needed to hone his skills, but when he designed this equipment, he had already passed the eighth-level benchwork assessment. Now, in the past five months, he has concentrated on studying, and maybe he has improved a lot!"
The gray-haired old man squinted his eyes. The design he carried out half a year ago was of this level!
If the progress is really rapid, if we recruit him now, he might be able to help a lot. Aren't we ready to carry out local and small-scale blasting experiments now?
The final preparations are not easy at all. It seems that it is not too late?
He nodded and said: "I understand what you mean. It happens that I also have some design questions that I would like to ask. I want to understand the design concept in depth, find out the weird places in it, and fully analyze this design."
'Use the scientific method.'
"It's worth a trip for this genius. Let's go to the Communications Department and ask some design questions first, and then I'll send someone over."
Shang Shi's eyes lit up. Although he couldn't come now, it would be great to know in advance how this person designed the design despite his lack of knowledge.
As for the person not coming over, that's a joke! The teacher personally came forward and the order was issued directly from the headquarters. As long as the person is still alive, then the designated person can come over!
In order to avoid interfering with research and thinking, there is no telephone in the chief engineer's office, but the communication room is very close to here. If you need anything, you can just come and call someone. You don't need a telephone to deal with daily things. The current telephone is still
Not that popular.
The two quickly walked to the communication room, and the correspondent here quickly stood up and greeted them.
"Chief Engineer Mo."
"Chief Mo!"
"Chief Engineer!"
"Chief Engineer, do you have any instructions?" A young man in his thirties quickly walked out and asked.
The gray-haired Chief Mo nodded and said: "It's hard to say whether to call the third rolling mill directly. Let's call the headquarters first. I will also report on the recent tasks."
Chen Huan, who had just asked the question, stretched out his hand and said, "Chief Mo, let's go to the phone room next to it. It's a little noisy here."
Chief Mo nodded, and then the three of them walked to a room connected to the inside.
Chen Huan went to a desk and pulled the phone over and said, "Please sit down. This is a dedicated line. I can communicate with that leader?"
Chief Mo waved his hand and said, "No, I'll do it myself." After that, he took the phone and started dialing.
…
The third rolling mill.
Factory director's office.
At this time, Director Yang was sitting behind his desk and looking at the boy in front of him with a troubled look on his face.
Yi Chuanzong was writing seriously at the moment. He was about to finish writing the first letter of guarantee. Suddenly he saw Hua Zi next to him, and he put it in his mouth without thinking too much to add to the fun.
This is another self-examination with sincere words, clear cognition, heartfelt thoughts, extremely high ideological consciousness, and great righteousness!
After blowing out a puff of smoke, Yi Chuanzong felt filled with a sense of accomplishment. All his previous efforts were useful. He had read countless templates back then, but now it is not impossible to write the letter of guarantee for the leader.
At the very least, he feels very good about himself!
After taking the fifth puff of his cigarette, Yi Chuanzong felt that something was missing. He raised his eyelids slightly and saw the porcelain ashtray placed in front of the table. It was still empty at this time, and the pattern looked a bit stylish.
Yi Chuanzong pulled the ashtray over smoothly, and with a flick of his finger, the front part of Huazi, which had burned into black and white ash, fell directly.
The slightly obsessive-compulsive disorder person feels very comfortable inside, and now I can write the end of the letter of guarantee with peace of mind.
Across the way, Director Yang was leaning on a chair and smoking a cigarette expressionlessly. When he raised his eyelids, he saw Yi Chuanzong's happy expression, which made him feel really uncomfortable.
That is to say, after asking around for a while, he felt that the situation had not changed and that his position was relatively stable, so he relaxed.
But to say how comfortable he feels, the leader just criticized him today, how could he feel comfortable?
I am miserable here, but I look as if nothing has happened over there, and I seem to be a little proud!
Director Yang slowly sat upright, looked sideways at Yi Chuanzong, straightened his arms and flicked the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray.
There was something suddenly in his field of vision. Yi Chuanzong naturally stopped writing and looked over. He woke up instantly after just one glance at him, and his face became particularly embarrassed.
My ideological consciousness was too high and I was writing so happily that I forgot the place for a while.
He was secretly worried that he shouldn't get carried away.
He carefully raised his eyes and looked forward. The end of his sight was at the edge of the desk. Naturally, no one could see it. He could only see a retracted arm.
He reached out and slowly pushed the ashtray next to him forward, and then silently continued to write the self-examination in front of him.
After a few seconds, Yi Chuanzong naturally took back his other hand, wanting to take a sip of Huazi to calm down his shock. However, when the cigarette was put to his lips, he calmly took it away again.
Factory Director Yang's eyelids twitched when he saw it. He was able to pick up a cigarette and smoke it at first. He was obviously living a comfortable life and was not afraid at all. Now he started to act pretentious here!
He said angrily: "Come on, smoke and write as soon as possible. It will be finished soon. It's so frustrating! Is this how you usually work?"
Yi Chuanzong raised his head, smiled coquettishly, and said, "I've finished writing. I'll finish writing after smoking this cigarette. Wouldn't it be a waste if I don't smoke? It's five cents!"
Director Yang glanced at him, then stretched out his cigarette hand to point at him, and said sternly: "You kid, figure it out for yourself, how much trouble you have caused me!"
"Um?"
"This is the first time. You are usually a smart talker, but what are you talking about with Director Rui of Shenyang? If you hadn't contacted me a lot later, what would you have people say about me outside? Even now, people are still talking about me in their hearts.
Not sure what to think of me!"
Yi Chuanzong's face was a little embarrassed. His idea was very good and in line with his psychology. But once this person has an impression, his idea will be biased in subsequent interactions. It is not a matter of one or two sentences, or even some small things.
Completely changed.
"The second time, I took care of your psychology and dealt with Sun Zhiyao seriously. Did you see it later? Things in the factory are not as simple as you thought! You said that the people sitting at that table seemed to be lower than me.
Level one, but there are people in charge of everything!”