Chapter 12

The next day.

Chu Ze got up early, sorted out some materials, and then went out with his teacher Zheng Houde.

After the teacher Zheng Houde took out his work permit, he stepped into the Chinese Academy of Sciences not far from Xiangshan Yihe Guesthouse.

This is the most well-known department in China. Even ordinary people, no one knows about the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

Zheng Houde led Chu Ze through the long corridor. Inside the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the security was very tight.

There were already some people sitting in the conference room.

Yang Guokang, who had socialized with the 189 Research Institute, was among the list.

When Zheng Houde brought Chu Ze into the conference room, he immediately attracted the attention of many people. Most of the people who appeared in the conference were quite young.

Most of them are basically middle-aged, a few are young people, and some are old people with skin spots.

Yang Guokang watched Chu Ze and Zheng Houde enter the conference room, with a look of surprise on his face. It was unexpected, but he didn't feel very surprised in his heart.

Not long after Chu Ze sat down, several more figures stepped in and took their respective seats.

"Everyone is here."

"Today's meeting discussion, the seminar on fifth-generation fighter aircraft, is now subject to various restrictions. Except for the ability to import aero engines from the north, it is already difficult to do anything else."

"The materials are also in similar condition. We are fully prepared for various situations. Again, our sky cannot be without color."

The middle-aged man sitting at the top said in a deep voice. Chu Ze did not have a seat at the conference table that could seat a hundred people. His seat was sitting behind Zheng Houguo with a stool.

There are many others who are similar to Chu Ze, but these people seem to be in their thirties.

What Chu Ze also didn't expect was that the meeting his teacher took him to was actually a preparatory meeting for a stealth fighter.

"If I call you later, just say what you have in mind. As long as it's for China, don't be afraid of saying something wrong." Zheng Houde turned around and spoke in a low voice.

After a while someone clicked on me... Chu Ze immediately understood what the teacher meant.

"Who wants to speak first?" The middle-aged man presiding over the meeting glanced around.

As the words fell, someone raised their hands.

"Yesterday I received a call from Professor Zheng, saying that he had a material theory. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but I led people to discuss it in the laboratory all night, and I felt that China had its own super-fast jet engine material. ..."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in his forties with strong dark circles under his eyes. It was obvious that last night was discussed all night long as he said.

As he finished speaking, the middle-aged man's assistant immediately put some materials on the projector and began to distribute some materials at the same time.

Ceramic Nickel High Temperature Resistant Alloy.

Theoretical endurance: 1,800 degrees Celsius.

Principle: Nickel lattice structure is stable and can be integrated with a variety of elements.

.......

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The result of the discussion: The feasibility is extremely high, and according to small experiments, the stability is higher than the materials currently studied.

In terms of data, there are not only some experimental data on material ratios, but also some inspection data.

"Did Professor Zheng bring this up?"

Zheng Houde's reputation was obviously not low, and everyone's eyes wandered between the middle-aged man who spoke and Zheng Houde.

Materials is no different than other research disciplines. A theory is a theory after all. They will not take a second look at it, but when the director of a materials research institute says that this is very feasible after a night of research.

Then it is not a theory, but a theory with a practical basis.

The concept is completely different.

It's just that everyone here knows clearly what Zheng Houde does: he is engaged in power research.

People engaged in power research have come up with a theory that can support super-speed aero engines. No matter how they look at it, they feel that it is a bit fanciful.

Perhaps Yang Guokang was one of the few people in the conference room who was not surprised, but looked down at the information seriously.

T300 carbon fiber, which has been troubled for so many years, can be done as soon as it is said to be done.

How could Yang Guokang be surprised when he had been mentally prepared for a long time? But Yang Guokang was not surprised, which does not mean that others were not surprised.

"My students suggested it."

Zheng Houde did not take the credit or anything like that, but smiled and spoke, turning his body slightly to let Chu Ze behind him.

"..."

There was silence in the conference room. If they were surprised when they heard what Zheng Houde said before, but now they heard Zheng Houde's words, which made many people look a little unhappy.

Grafting academic achievements, in fact, many academic staff will do this.

But when it comes to such an important project, a project related to the destiny of the country, people who can work on such a project will never allow such an existence.

Because once that happens, it means that the academic world is rotten to the core, and all the top academic staff are rotten.

Zheng Houde looked at the expressions of everyone and naturally guessed what everyone was thinking, and was about to explain.

However, Yang Guokang spoke first.

"Don't doubt it, everyone. This should be done by Chu Ze himself. Yesterday, our 189 Institute just completed the test of T300 grade carbon fiber, which was developed by Chu Ze in his home factory."

Yang Guokang spoke in a deep voice. As soon as he said this, Zheng Houde looked at Yang Guokang with a strange look.

To be honest, Zheng Houde was not very comfortable with Yang Guokang before, but before Chu Ze came, he could not refute.

And when he had the ability to refute, Yang Guokang was also quite single.

Zheng Houde did not expect that Yang Guokang would speak for Chu Ze at such a meeting.

"Don't look at me like that. I may be narrow-minded, but I can't tolerate any sand in major and minor matters." Yang Guokang knew the strangeness in Zheng Houde's eyes and snorted.

Yang Guokang's words made the originally silent conference room buzz.

However, during the communication, his eyes unconsciously fell on the figure of a young man behind Zheng Houde.

"Professor Yang is right. Chu Ze has developed T300-grade carbon fiber, and the inspection team of Huazhong University of Science and Technology has set off." The middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit who presided over the meeting spoke in a deep voice.

Those who attend such a meeting must know all the details. Although the time for Chu Ze to attend the meeting is short, it is easy for them to conduct background checks.

After the Zhongshan suit man finished speaking, he turned to look at Chu Ze:

"Chu Ze, if I give you a project team, how long will it take to research ceramic nickel high temperature resistant alloy?"

"It should take two months."

Chu Ze pondered for a moment and responded seriously.