The car stopped outside a forest. Director Li and his wife got out of the car, came to Beibei, and opened the iron cage in front of everyone.

I had long felt the familiar warmth, and the spirit of Beibei seemed to have returned. God knew that Beibei was so sluggish along the way. Director Li and others were afraid that something would happen to it.

"Bibei, we're home." Director Li greeted it outside.

Beibei stood up, shook his whole body with force, then struted his head out of the cage, jumped out of the car lightly, and took two steps forward, slightly separated the front paws for a distance, and pressed his spine down.

The next moment, the tiger's head was raised high, and a tiger roared, shocking.

"Aowu..." I'm back.

The birds living on the dry tree branches were frightened by the throat and flapped their wings, flew into the sky and into the distance.

"..." Not only Director Li, but even the local Director Liu and others were shocked.

"Bibei!" Director Li hurriedly called out.

After a shout, Beibei turned around and said, "Aowu"

This sound was much gentler.

Seeing that it was not crazy, Director Li's heart fell back to its original place, "Where is your territory? I will take you to meet the forest ranger by the way. Xiao Song told you before leaving, right?"

"Aowoo!" Let's go.

Director Liu was extremely shocked, but now is not the time to chat.

Everyone took Beibei to meet several forest rangers at the forest ranger and let it smell the smell. Then they watched Beibei leave while they were still there.

After walking a distance, Beibei turned around and looked at the group of people, shouted again, then jumped into all fours, and quickly disappeared among the white trees.

After struggling all the way, Director Li and others lived in the local area for two days to recover their energy, and talked about what Beibei had to do with the local Forestry Bureau.

They all got angry when they learned that it was stolen by the poacher.

There are fewer and fewer existences like Beibei and other countries. The local government invests a lot of money and manpower every year to protect it, but it still cannot stop the group of crazy poachers, so that there are fewer and fewer Siberian tigers.

This is a business card from their northern border, how could it be neglected?

Time slowly entered the twelfth lunar month, and everyone in the institute was breathing carefully.

The chip has been researched some time ago, and now it is in the later testing stage.

Cao Yong looked at the test data, and the final estimate data of the supercomputing given by Song Xingchen below.

Of course, this is just her estimate. The specific details will be known until the preparation is completed later.

Thinking that this research was dominated by Song Xingchen, she predicted all the previous data, and I believe this set of data will not be moisture.

Looking at the peak performance and continuous performance data above, Cao Yong's mouth could not close.

If it really happens, he will not let down the country's entrustedness. Even if he does not account for a high proportion of this research project, he is still honored.

"Xiao Song, this data is too amazing, right?" Cao Yong was happy, but his mind was still a little dizzy.

Song Xingchen looked at the data that kept floating and flashing on the computer and nodded casually, "Just get used to it, it's just thirty or forty years ahead of foreign countries."

"..." Everyone in the institute was collectively silent.

But then I was so happy that I not only made it, but also led the world. Isn’t this worthy of pride?

As long as supercomputers are successfully released, their country's development will advance rapidly within a few years. All applications in aerospace research, natural prediction, and drug research and development are beneficial to the country and the people. If it is useless, why should the country invest huge amounts of money? It is not too much money.

Many people don’t understand why the country needs to continuously invest in scientific research. Some people even think that this is a bottomless pit, and it’s better to use money to improve people’s livelihood.

The words are rough but not rough, but you can’t just look at the surface when looking at the problem.

The power of science and technology demonstrates the strength of a country. If the power of science and technology is too behind, this Eastern power with a history of 5,000 years of civilization will undoubtedly become a baby with gold, which will inevitably attract covetousness from many parties.

Only when the country is strong can the people be protected, and before others attack you, can you consider whether it will be more than worth the loss.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten. This is an iron rule.

The world where Song Xingchen lives is the prey of the weak. When facing the strong, your weakness is the biggest problem. Never rely on the conscience of the strong. Once they get to mind, the result is far beyond your ability.

At least most people will not care about the life or death of the ants under their feet.

After the next half month of testing, there was no problem, and the institute rushed to finish the development of chips before the New Year.

Cao Yong called the Chinese Academy of Sciences as soon as possible to inform the good news.

"It's over, I'll not come tomorrow, and it's time for you to pack up and go home." Song Xingchen looked at the dark outside. After winter, Xiangyang Town only had a little snow floating a little while ago, and there was no movement after that.

Chi Meijuan collapsed on the chair, showing her fatigue, "It's time to go back, but I haven't seen my son for half a year."

"I just miss my son, but I don't want your partner?" someone joked.

"He is not as easy as me when he is busy. He went to Africa for medical assistance before and said he was back before the New Year. I don't know if there is a correct letter." Chi Meijuan yawned, "I have to have a good meal when I go back tonight and have a good sleep. Can I get up late if I don't rush to leave tomorrow, Director."

Cao Yong was still reading the information. Hearing this, he looked up at them and said, "Okay, I'll take a day off here tomorrow and return to the imperial capital the morning after tomorrow."

After saying that, he held up his glasses, "When you go back, you have a holiday in the office. Come back early next year, we will be busy next time."

Fang Huabai's tired double eyelids turned into double inner double. When he heard the teacher's words, his drooping eyelids flipped over, "Teacher, we are not in a hurry. We have to wait for the above to arrange the production of the lithography machine in the early stage. This is not a short-term project. Should we go to work after the Lantern Festival next year?"

"Nothing." Cao Yong was not angry. He also knew how tired the people in the institute were. "You have mastered the principles of the chip? You have figured out the information? You have skillfully compared all kinds of data? You just want to be lazy. Go to work on time on the sixth day of next year, and no one is allowed to eat it."

"Okay!" Everyone in the institute answered weakly.

Hearing the chatter of everyone, Song Xingchen held his chin and admired everyone's posture with great interest. "Old Cao can tell you that if someone has moved the electronic equipment factory to Xiangyang Town, there is no technical guidance, and with the existing ability, just looking at the precise drawings I gave, I am afraid that there will be many detours."

Mr. Cao was moved!
Chapter completed!