Chapter 15 We generally call it a school bitch
In a corner at the back of the classroom, Huang Zhiqiang’s gloomy expression was incompatible with the lively atmosphere in the classroom. The seaplane designed by their group had been completely forgotten by everyone. Finally.
He suddenly felt a little bitter, but followed closely by anger.
When he was a freshman, the school made computer courses compulsory. Huang Zhiqiang clearly remembers that Chang Haonan at that time was not even very proficient in using the keyboard.
The professional course schedule for the first semester of the sophomore and junior years in the Aircraft Department was like hell. There was not even enough time to sleep every day. Moreover, Chang Haonan basically attended classes and self-study with everyone at that time. It was impossible for him to have time to study computers on his own. .
Under such circumstances, how come he suddenly became proficient in computer programming and computational simulation in the second semester of his junior year?
So Huang Zhiqiang naturally thought of a possibility - they found foreign aid.
After all, when he designed a seaplane, he copied the calculation examples in the American design manual. There are so many things involved in the design of a fighter jet. If there is no experienced boss in charge, how can it be done? So organized?
Following this line of thinking, he quickly remembered that he overheard Zhou Shuwan talking on the phone at home. The latter's father seemed to work in the 601 Research Institute.
“Everything is right!”
Huang Zhiqiang excitedly slapped the table. Fortunately, the classroom was quite chaotic and everyone's attention was focused on the aircraft design in front, which did not attract too many people's attention.
"Brother Qiang, what are you doing?" A member of the same group next to him noticed his emotional change.
“Hmph, these people are trying too hard.” Huang Zhiqiang snorted coldly: “If they only come up with one design plan, it can be said to be a burst of inspiration, but these things related to manufacturing, even considering When it comes to materials science, this is not something that four people can do. On the contrary, it looks like...the work of those research institutes, and their father, Zhou Shuwan, happens to work in the 601 Institute."
"Boss, you are saying that their plan came from somewhere else..." Another team member immediately understood.
“But if that’s the case, why is Chang Haonan the leader of their group?”
Liu Ran, who lives in the same dormitory as Huang Zhiqiang and Chang Haonan, is relatively calm, and he doesn't want to make the relationship between his roommates too tense.
"It's just a matter of diverting firepower. I'm afraid Zhou Shuwan doesn't want to be too high-profile." Huang Zhiqiang was convinced of his analysis just now, so naturally he wouldn't care about these details: "After all, if the course design itself can achieve high-profile results, If the score is high, then the performance of the whole group will not be bad, and more importantly, it will be able to show its face in front of the judging teacher."
Speaking of this, Huang Zhiqiang gritted his teeth again, if Chang Haonan's group hadn't stepped in. If so, his design should have stood out from the crowd.
At the same time, Chang Haonan has also finished his display.
According to custom, the review teacher has to take each group's design description back and read it completely. After all, the finished product designed by most people is completely invisible and can only be judged by whether the design process is correct or not. Determine the score.
But no one would doubt that their group would get the highest score, or even a perfect score.
Since the atmosphere in the entire classroom had been stirred up, Liu Hongbo simply announced a break and waited for everyone to calm down before continuing.
Almost the moment Chang Haonan stepped off the podium and returned to his seat, he was surrounded by several classmates in his class who usually had good relationships with him.
"Haonan, you don't show your face in person. If I had known you were so good at computers, I should have recommended you to participate in the digital modeling competition last semester."
The speaker was Chang Haonan. The monitor is a Mongolian man with average grades but a good person. He is highly regarded among his classmates.
"I was a scumbag in elementary school last semester. Recommending me to go would hurt the college." Chang Haonan's answer was not adulterated, but it still attracted a burst of cheerful boos from around him.
"Anan, we generally call people like you a school bitch, and you will be scorned." Another classmate came up and patted Chang Haonan on the shoulder: "Besides, I guess your course It should be full marks. Looking at this posture, the postgraduate students who are exempted from the examination must be stable. Can't you express this?"
The words "graduate student exempted from the examination" made Huang Zhiqiang, who was not far away, panic in his heart. You can directly study for a master's degree or even a doctorate without taking an exam. As an institutionalized process, it has only been ten years at this time. According to regulations, the number of places cannot exceed 5%. Specifically for their aircraft department, there are usually 3-4 people, so the competition is quite fierce. fierce.
This is exactly what he is aiming for,
Although his previous results were still the first in his year group, Chang Haonan, Zhou Shuwan and others were not much worse than him, and today's incident will obviously become a huge bonus during the interview process.
“We can’t let this happen.” Huang Zhiqiang clenched his fists and secretly determined to go to Teacher Liu Hongbo to report the “cheating” behavior of Chang Haonan’s group.
Just at this time, Liu Hongbo in front walked out of the classroom with a water glass.
Huang Zhiqiang gritted his teeth and asked another classmate in the same group to follow him out.
If he just used anonymous reporting letters, he might not be able to attract attention at all. And if he reported directly, it would be suspected of discrediting his competitors, so he had to use other methods.
Even if their performance cannot be affected, at least it will leave an unsolvable knot in the hearts of the judges and teachers.
When it comes time to recommend the interview, this may become a factor that affects the outcome.
The crowd around Chang Haonan quickly dispersed. After all, this was just a course design demonstration. Everyone had their own things to do, and it was impossible to hang around others all the time.
At this time, a short and thin figure sat next to him.
"Haonan, no, Brother Nan, no, Nan Shen..."
"You have something to say." Chang Haonan replied while starting to search for information about the person in front of him in his memory.
Li Yan, a native of Liao Province and a fellow villager of Chang Haonan, is not in the same class as him, but after all, they have a relationship with each other, so they are familiar with each other.
But it’s also the kind of person who has no contact after graduation.
"Nan Shen, do you think the improved J-7 designed by your group can really be equipped for military service?" When Li Yan asked this question, his eyes were fixed on the cartoon on the table. There was a rendering, and his eyes seemed to be shining.
At this time, Chang Haonan vaguely remembered that Li Yan's father seemed to be an air force pilot.
"No." Chang Haonan decisively gave a negative answer.
After hearing this answer, Li Yan's eyes gradually dimmed.
“We will be better equipped.”
“Can there be anything better?” Li Yan looked at the design in front of him in disbelief.
His father is a J-7 pilot. In fact, he is a pilot of a very rare model - J-7C.
This new aircraft, which was only equipped with the army the year before last, sacrificed a lot of maneuverability just for the all-weather combat capability. Zhang Yan heard his father and colleagues complain more than once during the holidays that the performance of the new aircraft was not as good as the old model.
So in his opinion, Chang Haonan's improved model is almost perfect.
"Of course." Chang Haonan nodded
(End of this chapter)