Siheyuan: Heavy Industry Revitalizes the Country

He was wearing a Zhongshan suit, glasses, and his hair was combed to one side. He looked like an educated man.

While he was standing at the podium in the classroom and talking nonstop, Fang Xiang couldn't hear a single word he said.

He has a girlfriend.

Yes, after sixty years, he has his third girlfriend.

The last time I was in a relationship was in 2022.

This time, it was 1965, which is almost 60 years if you round it up.

On Sunday, the three of them had hotpot together.

Wei Shengli was unwilling to be a light bulb, so he went back to work.

Fang Xiang went to see a movie with Liu Shuying and then sent her home.

Of course, the parents didn’t see it.

It is indeed a little early for a couple who have just held hands for the first time to talk about meeting their parents.

However, the two of them still made an appointment to go ice skating next Sunday.

Fang Xiang, who was distracted, couldn't help but smile.

"Hey, what the hell are you thinking about? Your mouth is watering."

Fang Xiang was daydreaming when he was patted hard on the shoulder.

"Class monitor Ji, what's up?"

Fang Xiang looked up and saw that the get out of class was over and Ji Pengwei was standing next to him.

"Don't you even know what time it is? Let's go have lunch."

Ji Pengwei waved his hand.

Fang Xiang then raised his hand to look at his watch, and it turned out to be 12 o'clock.

No wonder the students in the classroom are all walking out.

"Sister Qiu asked me to tell you that the director of the Red Star Steel Mill is an old stubborn person.

Don't bother with him, his father is in communication and we will have news by next week at the latest."

On the way to the cafeteria, Ji Pengwei delivered the message.

"Oh, I know."

Fang Xiang nodded, probably there was something else behind it.

But since the other party didn't say anything, there was naturally no need for him to ask.

This is the bad thing about working in administration, even the smallest matters can always be made extremely complicated.

Fang Xiang thought he was not cut out for it, so he never thought about going into politics.

There are thousands of roads in the world, and there is always one that suits you.

Why get involved in that muddy water?

"What on earth are you guys doing? It's so complicated?"

Ji Pengwei asked with some curiosity.

"It's the engine for the Hongqi sedan, and it's at the stage of making a prototype.

This requires the cooperation of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill to make some accessories.”

Fang Xiang gave a brief explanation.

"Does your research team need anyone else? I heard there will be a salary once you join? Can you introduce someone to me?"

Ji Pengwei had some idea of ​​what the other party was thinking, but he didn't know the details.

When I heard that I could learn knowledge and make money at the same time, I immediately became interested.

"Have you learned the principles? Can you draw a blueprint? Can you disassemble and assemble it?"

Fang Xiang knew very well what Ji Pengwei was thinking.

Don't count on him when it comes to doing practical things, but as long as there is something that can gild the lily, he will definitely want to get involved.

"Oh, I can help you guys!

Handing tools, wiping sweat, serving tea and water are things that my buddy is good at. "

When Ji Pengwei heard this, he knew he had no chance, but he still had to save face, so he just made a joke.

Soon, the two finished their meal.

Just as I was about to go back to the classroom, I saw the counselor standing at the door of the classroom.

"Fang Xiang, someone is looking for you."

The counselor waved his hand and the other party wanted to speak.

"who is it?"

Fang Xiang was a little confused and thought that something had happened to the research team.

“He said he was an old acquaintance of yours and asked you to go to the school gate. You’ll know once you meet him.

I have already approved it for you."

As soon as the counselor said that, Fang Xiang knew that it was definitely not a research team.

When I wanted to ask again who it was, the counselor left in a hurry.

I had no choice but to hand the schoolbag to Ji Pengwei.

As soon as I walked to the school gate, I saw Li Changjiang standing in front of a jeep smoking.

"What happened? Is there something wrong with the gun?"

As soon as Fang Xiang saw it, he guessed Li Changjiang's purpose.

"There are too many people here, it's inconvenient to talk, let's get in the car first."

Seeing Fang Xiang coming, Li Changjiang threw away the half-smoked cigarette.

He took the initiative to open the car door and let Fang Xiang in.

On the way, Fang Xiang wanted to continue asking, but Li Changjiang kept his mouth shut and didn't say a word.

I thought we were going to the same military camp as last time.

I didn't expect to take a different route this time.

Heading south, we passed through the city and arrived in Fengtai.

As the buildings gradually became sparse, slowly, the sound of airplanes could be heard overhead.

Finally, the vehicle passed the checkpoint and entered a military base.

Looking at the hangars and the planes flying overhead, Fang Xiang understood that this was an air force base.

"Fuck, this is where I can come?"

Just when Fang was wondering, the car stopped in front of a three-story building.

Under the leadership of Li Changjiang, they reached the second floor.

When the door was opened, there were more than a dozen people sitting inside, all in military uniforms.

The air was filled with smoke, which choked Fang Xiang so much that he couldn't breathe.

Mr. Hu, who was sitting in the first seat, looked at Fang Xiang who was coughing and burst into laughter.

Someone nearby immediately understood and opened the window.

He waited until the smell of smoke in the room dissipated before he went in.

"Mr. Hu, what are you doing?"

Fang Xiang felt frightened when he saw the room full of green military uniforms.

"Come on, let me introduce to you all, this is Professor Xu's disciple from Shuimu University.

His name is Fang Xiang, a rare genius.

The new guns that were issued to everyone last time were drawn by him."

It was Mr. Hu who introduced Fang Xiang to everyone first.

Then she motioned for him to sit in the empty seat next to her.

"Old squad leader, can you please find a child?"

A man who was not young anymore looked at Fang Xiang's still slightly childish face and started to make a joke.

"You're wasting so much time talking. Just take a look and you'll know."

Mr. Hu's face immediately turned stern, and the person who had just spoken immediately smiled apologetically and dared not speak again.

"Xiao Fang, I came here this time to show you this picture."

Mr. Hu turned his head and a smile appeared on his face again.

Li Changjiang quickly gathered the scattered drawings on the table, and placed them in front of Fang Xiang.

Fang Xiang didn't hesitate and found the first one marked with the number 1.

An assembly drawing filled with dense lines appeared before my eyes.

"The plane's engine? It's confidential! Can I see it?"

Fang Xiang was immediately happy. What kind of trouble had Mr. Hu run into again?

"You talk too much nonsense. Just look when I tell you to!"

Mr. Hu lit up another cigarette and pointed at Fang Xiang with the cigarette butt.

"Okay, let me take a look."

Fang wanted to laugh and cry, well, since we are here now, let's just watch it if they allow us to.

The engine drawings of an airplane are far from being as simple as those of a gun or tractor engine.

Just the parametric drawings, with densely packed lines, stacked together, there are dozens of thick sheets.

“There are a lot of problems with this engine.

Not to mention the high fuel consumption, the stability is poor, the thrust is insufficient, and the strength does not meet the standards.

During operation, the engine vibrated severely, and after installation, the aircraft also vibrated.

Moreover, many accessories always break down inexplicably or even fall off due to vibration.

The worst thing is that the turbine shaft will break if it is used for more than 100 hours.”

While Fang Xiang was watching, Mr. Hu was also patiently explaining the problem.

Half an hour later, Fang Xiang finally finished reading the design drawings.

Based on the issues raised by Mr. Hu, I went over it again briefly.

A lot of problems were indeed found in the design drawings.

Confirmed everything that Mr. Hu said one by one.

I searched my mind and if I'm not mistaken, this should be the most original turbojet-6.

"Mr. Hu, aren't you making things difficult for me?

I can't even understand such a complicated engine?"

Although he understood the drawings, Fang Xiang still didn't dare to take over.

This engine has good potential, and two improved models, A and B, were subsequently developed.

Both WP7 and WP8 were developed based on WP6.

But research and development takes years. How long will it take Fang Xiang to finish the project?

Another reason is that the technology involved in aircraft engines is too complex and advanced.

Just think of yourself as a young college student and get involved.

If it's as Ji Pengwei said, it would be fine to just help out and get some experience.

Let him do it? Isn't that an international joke?

Do you really think the country has no scientists?

"You kid is not telling the truth, do you think I can't see it?"