When Zuo Jue arrived at Fang Jing's laboratory, two people followed behind him.
Because Li Han was obsessed with new technology.
He could only find a few external helpers.
"Little Zuo, did the person you mentioned really develop artificial intelligence?”
Wang Zhongjun stroked his beard and said.
"Academician Wang, it shouldn't be fake. The holographic projection technology from last time was still there.”
Zuo Jue shook his head and said.
"Hiss, that shouldn't be the case!"
Wang Zhongjun was so engrossed in his thoughts that he accidentally pulled out a beard.
He sucked in a breath of cold air in pain.
"How is it impossible? Old Wang, even if you can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't.”
At this moment, an old voice mocked from the side.
The old man looked to be in his seventies or eighties, and his hair was white. If he had a walking stick, people would believe that he was in his nineties.
He was wearing a woolen sweater with badly worn cuffs and a pair of cotton trousers.
He looked no different from an old man who liked to play chess in the park.
"Heh, that's still better than you. What have you found after so many years of research?”
Wang Zhongjun looked at the old man with disdain.
"You're just researching a chip, and you don't even have half of Intel's performance.”
"So much money is wasted every year."
Hearing Wang Zhongjun's words, Qian Jianyi's face flushed red.
Wang Zhongjun hit his sore spot.
For so many years, he would often wake up in his sleep.
It was because they could not develop a sufficiently good chip technology.
The country gave him a lot of funds every year in the hope that he could develop a new generation of chips.
But how could it be so easy?
The technology lockdown in foreign countries was too strict.
It was extremely difficult to reverse engineer a real project.
Coupled with the limitations of various high-precision equipment, he had yet to make a chip that satisfied him.
Qian Jianyi's face darkened as he cursed again.
"The two of us are about the same. Your artificial intelligence research is also a pile of sh * t!”
"Qian, what do you mean?”
Wang Zhongjun also shouted anxiously.
Zuo Jue's scalp went numb when he saw this.
"Elder Qian, Elder Wang, stop arguing. We still have to see the skills.”
Wang Zhong Jun glanced at Zuo Jue and snorted coldly.
"If it wasn't for the fact that work is more important, I would have beaten you up today.”
"I'm not afraid of you!"
Qian Jianyi glared back, unwilling to be outdone.
Seeing the two of them quiet down, Zuo Jue let out a long breath.
He quickly went to knock on the door, afraid that the two masters would start fighting again.
After a while, Fang Jing popped his head out from behind the door.
"We meet again, Section Chief Zuo."
"Mr. Fang, you're welcome."
Zuo Jue cupped his hands and said with a smile.
"Come, let me introduce you. This is Academician Wang Zhongjun. The domestic research on artificial intelligence was extremely high.”
"I've heard a lot about you."
Fang Jing shook hands with Academician Wang Zhongjun, his face full of respect.
Except for a small number of people, everyone who could become an academician in the country could be considered a national treasure.
Fang Jing had always been respectful of this pillar of the country.
He was only doing it for the system, but the other party had really dedicated his life to the country.
There were many academicians in China who were over 80 years old and still doing research.
As long as they were Chinese, they should respect the academicians.
"What a young genius."
Wang Zhongjun sighed.
"Elder Wang, you flatter me."
Fang Jing said modestly.
Seeing that the two of them had finished their small talk, Zuo Jue introduced them again.
"This is Academician Qian Jianyi, the most professional expert in the field of semiconductor chips in our country.”
Fang Jing looked serious.
Another national treasure.
"Elder Qian, hello. I've long heard of your name. I'm very shocked to be able to meet you today.”
"Haha, you have a bright future ahead of you."
Qian Jianyi laughed and patted Fang Jing's shoulder.
Fang Jing could only smile honestly.
"Elder Qian, Elder Wang, Section Chief Zuo, please come in. I'm sure you can't wait any longer. I'll bring you to see the technology.”
Hearing this, Qian Jianyi and Wang Zhongjun smiled in embarrassment.
"Little Fang, I've troubled you.”
"It's okay. It's my honor that the two of you can come.”
As he spoke, Fang Jing led the three of them into the room.
When everyone sat down, Fang Jing poured tea for the three of them.
"Elder Wang, take a look. This is the artificial intelligence algorithm I designed.”
Fang Jing took a tablet and handed it to Wang Zhongjun.
Wang Zhongjun looked at Fang Jing with a complicated expression and said.
"Then I'm sorry."
He took the tablet and started reading.
"Elder Qian, this is the carbon nanotube-based chip I designed, as well as the information on the photolithographic machine.”
Fang Jing handed a tablet to Qian Jianyi.
"Sorry to trouble you, Little Fang."
Qian Jianyi smiled.
After that, the two of them started reading the information.
At the same time, the audience in the live broadcast room also saw these two unfamiliar guests.
"Wow, now the host has come into contact with academicians.”
"Is there anyone who can introduce these two?”
" Academician Qian Jianyi, a molecular physicist in the domestic semiconductor field, 60 years old this year…"
"Academician Qian is only sixty years old? He looked like he was in his seventies or eighties, right?”
"Academician Qian is not in good health, and he has been working hard at the front line of scientific research…"
" Academician Wang Zhongjun, an expert in domestic artificial intelligence and software compilation. A late bloomer…"
"The two academicians look so approachable!”
……
Fang Jing glanced at the bullet screen in the live broadcast room.
He looked at Academician Qian in surprise.
This person was only sixty years old?
Why did he look like he was in his seventies or eighties?
As expected, he did his best until he died!
Sighing in his heart, Fang Jing admired this academician even more.
While Fang Jing was sighing, Academician Qian suddenly spoke.
"Good, good, good!"
"That's great!"
"Thirty years! Thirty years! We can finally have our own chip! There's no need to be controlled by others anymore!"
Academician Qian's voice was a little hoarse as he spoke. Two lines of tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.
A moment later.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Academician Qian wiped his tears in embarrassment and said,
"I've lived for decades. I didn't expect to still pee at this time. I've made a fool of myself.”
"No, Elder Qian, you're crying from joy. What's so funny about that?”
Fang Jing shook his head.
"Little Fang, you're not bad. You're a great contributor to the country!”
Qian Jianyi patted Fang Jing's shoulder.
"No, I just did some insignificant work.”
Fang Jing said modestly.
"No, Old Qian is right. You're a great hero of the country. We're not as good as you.”
Wang Zhongjun also shook his head and said.
At the same time, he sized Fang Jing up, as if he was getting to know Fang Jing again.
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