Spark

Lin Yongming did not disclose Chen Nian's identity in the end, because it might involve the issue of confidentiality upgrade.

However, this does not mean that He Hongwen has no way to find Chen Nian.

After all, if you really want to consider the secrecy sequence, he is actually higher than Lin Yongming.

After the data verification was completed, the No. 22 project was successfully secured, and the technical seminar was successfully concluded, He Hongwen took the nearest special plane and rushed to Xigong University together with several other experts who were also going to Chang'an.

Others went to Chen Guo for technical exchanges, but He Hongwen didn't have any special purpose.

He just wanted to take a look at the young man.

Don't think about what to say, and don't think about what to ask.

He believed that he would have the answer the moment he saw him.

So, under Chen Guo's arrangement, he lived in the room next to Chen Nian.

That night, facing the biting cold wind, he walked to the corridor several times, secretly expecting to see the young man come out of the room.

At that time, he will chat with him like an idle elder, and then let the topic develop naturally.

Maybe in the end I will reveal my identity and give him a few words of encouragement.

Maybe the other party will be arrogant and unwilling to talk to him, or maybe the other party will be flattered.

It doesn't matter.

As long as he can figure out which step he wants to achieve, that's enough.

——

However, his expectations were in vain.

The lights in the next room didn't go out until two o'clock in the morning, and the person in charge of the lights jumped onto the bed immediately after turning off the lights, making a loud noise.

In less than 5 minutes, even in the howling wind, He Hongwen heard a faint snoring.

He smiled helplessly, turned back to his room and fell asleep.

It's so late today, why don't you have to sleep until eight or nine tomorrow?

When I get old, I don’t sleep much. If I wake up at 7 o’clock, I can always catch you, right?

However, the next morning, when he got dressed and walked out the door in good spirits, he was surprised to be told by the security guards that the young man next door had left.

I went in the direction of the library, it is said that I was looking for information.

For a while, He Hongwen was angry and funny.

Really can't catch you?

After thinking about it for a few minutes, he finally decided that since he couldn't encounter by chance, he should put down his posture and take the initiative to look for it.

Anyway, we have to meet each other anyway, and my time is limited, so I can't waste it anymore.

So, He Hongwen first explained the situation to Chen Guo, and then, accompanied by the guards, he came to the library and found Chen Nian who was flipping through the books at his desk.

He quietly stood behind Chen Nian, and at a glance, He Hongwen showed a look of surprise on his face.

Ceramic materials science?

Why another new direction?

Although Chen Nian has already proposed a successful example of the synthesis process of metal materials before, the basic principles of ceramics and metals, even in the same discipline, are actually very different.

The sudden switch from metal to ceramics inevitably surprised He Hongwen.

What is he going to do? ——

etc.

If Chen Nian's direction is considered, all his current research and study should be related to aircraft.

Then the reason why he wanted to study ceramic materials should also be for his next research.

He wants to engage in TBC? !

He Hongwen suddenly remembered that the Material Research Institute does have a research project on engine thermal barrier coatings, and their directions are ceramic-based and resin-based.

In comparison, the two TBCs have their own advantages, but considering the difficulty of implementation and practicality, ceramic-based TBC is definitely more suitable at this stage.

Thinking of this, his expression couldn't help becoming serious.

The young man in front of him seems to be thinking about something other than pure technology.

Seeing that Chen Nian was immersed in his own world without raising his head, He Hongwen no longer hesitated. He patted Chen Nian on the shoulder, lowered his voice, and asked straightforwardly:

You want to make ceramic-based TBC?

Startled by him, Chen Nian suddenly turned around and closed the book vigilantly. He didn't relax until he glanced at the familiar guards beside He Hongwen.

you are?

I'm He Hongwen, Chen Guo should have told you already, right?

Hearing this, Chen Nian nodded.

In fact, he not only received a call from Chen Guo, but also a call from Lin Yongming, specifically explaining He Hongwen's identity to him.

Obviously, the old man in front of him was the person he wanted to meet.

However, out of caution, he checked He Hongwen's certificate as required by the regulations.

After confirming that everything was correct, he followed He Hongwen out of the library and sat down on the bench outside the door.

The sun had just risen at this time, the air was filled with mist, and the morning wind was cold, but fortunately it was not biting.

The two exchanged a few words of pleasantries first, then He Hongwen asked bluntly:

You're reading a book on ceramic materials. If I'm not mistaken, you should be engaged in TBC.

You have previously solved the airframe design, airframe structure, engine data, TC4, combustion chamber heat-resistant alloy issues, and actually stopped the purchase of AL-31.

And now, it's TBC again.

Obviously, you want to solve all the technical difficulties one by one.

There is no doubt that your ambitions are great.

But to what extent, I don't know.

I came to you today just to ask, what exactly do you want to do?

Do you want to build an airplane that will leave your name in history, or do you want to completely change the pattern of aviation in this country?

He Hongwen's expression was serious and his eyes were sharp. He stared at Chen Nian closely, as if he wanted to see through his eyes and directly see through his thoughts.

But Chen Nian was unmoved.

He just smiled indifferently, and asked:

He Lao, if I say that my ambition is bigger than that, what would you think?

He Hongwen thought for a while and replied:

If it was someone else, I would advise him to keep his feet on the ground; but for you, I want to hear from you how ambitious you are.

Chen Nian nodded, paused for a moment, organized his words a little, and said:

It's actually very simple.

Now, I just want to simply build one, the strongest fourth-generation aircraft in the world.

Are you sure? Do you know how difficult the fourth-generation machine is?

He Hongwen asked:

Just for the J-10, it took us 20 years from design to first flight, and in the eyes of many people, it barely meets the standards of the third-generation aircraft.

Now you say that you want to build a fourth-generation machine, do you know what that means?

Three and four are only one number apart, but for fighter jets, they are almost completely different things.

Chen Nian nodded and replied:

I know this very well, so I will do it.

Because someone has to do it.

What's more, we've come a long way.

He Hongwen fell silent after hearing this answer.

Yes, it is very difficult to build a fourth-generation aircraft, but the young man in front of him, didn't he also rely on his own strength to push the progress of the goal a big step forward?

Thinking of this, he let out a long sigh of relief.

The stick in his hand is going to be handed over to the young man.

So he opened his mouth and said:

I see.

After today, I will do my best to provide you with the greatest convenience.

Believe me, what I can give you is definitely far more than Lin Yongming.

Before that, though, I'm a little curious.

You said, your goal now is a fourth-generation aircraft, what about after that?

Chen Nian smiled, but did not answer directly.

He Lao, do you believe that one day, our sky will be filled with seraphim?

He Hongwen's eyes widened suddenly, but before he could answer, Chen Nian continued:

Actually, the fourth-generation aircraft is just the beginning, and even the military industry is just the beginning.

I said, my ambition is bigger than you think.

Sooner or later, our sky will be covered with silver-gray wings, our ground will be filled with smoke and dust of steel torrents, and our sea will be filled with countless raging waves.

But that's certainly not the end.

The military is only a means to ensure the smooth advancement of the goal.

What I want is a really ideal world, a world where we're back on top.

So if you want to ask me what my future goals are, it's actually not difficult to answer.

My goal, of course, is the sea of ​​stars.