Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

Someone sat down next to him, and Zhang Moli looked sideways at him. What kind of luck was this? We met on a narrow road.

Wu Fuzhong noticed the eyes and looked sideways, then glanced at the calculation script in front of Zhang Moli. Although there were not a few words written on it, it was better than nothing.

When he looked up at the title again, a lot of world problems already appeared in his mind. If it wasn't like this every time, he would have already prepared a rough draft.

However, when Wu Fuzhong saw the question clearly, he was sweating profusely. Not to mention the panic in his heart, his eyes wandered and he inadvertently met Qian Haiduan.

Qian Haiduan was also on pins and needles. For the first time in his life, he saw someone writing down how to build a lunar probe. He asked them to use what they had learned to calculate all the principles involved in the lunar probe's flight to the moon, and come up with the most practical solution. Plan, the owner here is not afraid of the secret being leaked?

Ask Wei Wei if he is afraid?

Of course not. This is a project that she and Qian Lao had successfully completed ten years ago. The purpose of launching it today is to select the best among the best and select the most needed mathematical talents.

The people who were invited were all from various military scientific research centers. What they had to do was business, and paying the two of them was incidental. After the incident, it would be directly carried out jointly by ANBU, Minister Qiu, and Minister Shi. Pressure and thorough nationwide investigation.

Qian Haiduan and Wu Fuzhong are worthy of being in the same league. As soon as their eyes met, the same idea emerged in their hearts. With so many people around them, he could easily get by with just one or two paragraphs. As long as he was not allowed to speak, everything would be fine. .

Wu Fuzhong glanced at the draft in front of Zhang Moli and felt that the lesbian was writing quite smoothly, so he copied a few lines at random. Although he didn't understand why this principle was used here, it did not prevent him from writing it down.

Wei Man allowed Qian Haiduan to copy her. Just when she was about to attack, Zhang Moli noticed that something was wrong with the guy next to him. He was like a little pepper and choked directly. He pressed Wu Fuzhong's calculation script with his palm and said, "Why did you copy me?" ? Can’t you write it yourself?”

Huang Xueqiong couldn't hold him back, so she could only start thinking about how to help deal with the aftermath. She saw that this guy was different from someone like them who had worked hard at the grassroots.

Wu Fu panicked in the center, but there was no clue on his face, and his mind was spinning rapidly. A calculation script similar to that of this lesbian was now under her palm, so she could only make excuses from other aspects.

"What do you mean? Everyone writes his own story. What evidence do you have to prove that I copied you? Where is the witness? Just based on my calculation script that is very different from yours, who did you ask to frame me? As for me, I have experienced this kind of thing more than a year."

Wei Man also grabbed Qian Haiduan's calculation script, "There are no identical problem-solving ideas. Unless it is the correct problem-solving process, I suspect that you are a scum who has sneaked into our team."

The invited guests who were quietly meditating and visiting high-tech instruments were all attracted by this episode, including Wei Wei who deliberately brought Shi Xiangrong, Qiu Sheng and others here.

"What happened in front?" Shi Xiangrong did not suspect that Wei Wei deliberately wanted to show him, and said with a smile: "Wei Wei, you have to take my burden from me. This is your first time. You can’t mess up by organizing a grand conference and saying that you want to invite me to see the future of science.”

The "Chuan" in Shi Xiangrong's brows, who was about to retire, disappeared for the first time. It was the feeling of relief that he was about to be relieved of his heavy responsibilities.

"Brother, please don't. Weiwei definitely wants to do it better than anyone else. Only in this way can we speed up the process of taking over the power from you, right?" Qiu Sheng thought it was just a small collision between sciences and was harmless.

"No need to make a fuss," Mr. Qian knew Wei Wei's plan very well, and naturally the old god was there at this time. "Differing opinions are common, and the same goes for us old guys and Wei Wei, who often get into red-faced arguments."

"Let's go and have a look." Wei Wei said with a sullen face, stepped through the door that was automatically opened by the sensor, and took over Shi Xiangrong's burden. She had never thought about it, nor did she want to take it up. If she took over, she would have to coordinate various research institutes, projects, and funds. You have to look at everything, and you can't blatantly favor Base 061. It's better to be free now.

Shi Xiangrong did a good job and listened to her words. She was very satisfied.

"General Wei is here..." I don't know who had sharp eyes and didn't shout, but the normal volume made Zhang Moli, who was unwilling to let go, quiet down. Huang Xueqiong, who was dragging Zhang Moli back, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Moli held Wu Fuzhong's calculation manuscript and was dumbfounded. She was silent for a moment to react, and hurriedly fixed her hair. Unfortunately, she wanted to leave an impression on General Wei that she was smart and smart, but now it was all over.

"What's the fuss about?" Wei Wei asked softly.

Wei Man rolled his eyes and explained the cause and effect.

Wei Wei sat on the stage where he was supposed to give a speech. Sitting next to him were Shi Xiangrong and Qiu Sheng, followed by Mr. Qian, Mr. Dong, Mr. Guo.

There were four calculation drafts in front of them. Even if Shi Xiangrong and Qiu Sheng didn't understand, they could still see that there must be a connection between the two. This was just a hypothesis, how could it be possible that the formulas used were the same.

Wei Wei took a few glances and memorized the principles involved. At this time, Zhanyan said softly: "It is inevitable that some people have a tacit understanding, and I cannot be so arbitrary. Although there is monitoring, what I hear may not be true and what I see may not be true. Just Let me ask you."

"It just so happens that everyone is a witness to this public case to ensure fairness and impartiality. What do you think?" Wei Wei glanced at the future of the scientific world and said something that convinced everyone.

"As expected of the famous Reincarnation Qingtian." These words flashed through everyone's mind, and they felt that they couldn't be more peaceful. It was a deep-rooted trust.

"I have no objection." Zhang Moli's eyes were full of admiration.

Although Wei Wei didn't know why, she felt that she was not old enough for Zhang Moli to recognize her as an elder.

"Zhang Moli," Wei Wei's eyes flashed with a smile, this is better, "Excuse me, why did you use this method during the process of sending the lunar probe into space?"

"Only in this way, the lunar probe will not fall back to the ground from the sky." Zhang Moli quickly understood that Wei Wei knew what the first step she had omitted was, and she only wrote a calculation process for the minimum launch speed.

Shi Xiangrong turned to stare at the calculation script in Mr. Qian's hand and asked with his eyes what the plan was, why Wei Wei didn't know.

Mr. Qian ignored him, but satisfied the curiosity of everyone below, and projected the two calculation scripts onto the big screen. The door that originally showed the question suddenly split, and two almost identical answers were thrown out.

Whispers and secret whispers soon appeared underneath. Indeed, except for the omission of some narration, the algorithm was the same.

"Wu Fuzhong, what about you? In your first step, you calculated the minimum launch speed of 7.9km/h. What did you use to send the detector into space?" Wei Wei's eyes fell on Wu Fuzhong. Although she knew Wu Fuzhong's level, she probably couldn't answer. .

There was a thump in Wu Fu's center, and he found that the door where the question was originally displayed had turned into the calculation script of the two of them.

"It's a rocket..." Wu Fuzhong squeezed out three words.